by Dr. Susan Block Bonoboville seems to attract Virgos, and if I believed in astrology, I’d know why. As it is, I’m just glad none of these Virgos are virgins. On the contrary, our Virgo Birthday Gals—the fabulous Rhiannon Aarons, Danni Dawson and Mother Tink—are bad ass babes with big boobs out, butts getting spanked, cakes getting sploshed and masked striptease, from electric violin to electric whips.

by Dr. Susan Block It’s the Birth of a Magazine, the brand spanking—and sploshing—new Speakeasy Journal. So what is there to do but throw a big bawdy Bonoboville bacchanal, blasting off with a sparkling Speakeasy “launch party,” that flows into a gigantic birthday show of shows—including some of my oldest friends and some of my newest—then fans out into a night of bonoboesque communal ecstasy, climaxing with a whopping orgasm to send this happy birthday gal soaring into another amazing year.

by Dr. Susan Block Kink Month 2017 kicks off, spanks down, chats it up and climaxes on the Motorbunny in BOOnoBOOville with sexpots, sexperts and kinksters galore.by Dr. Susan Block From clinical sexologist and Sex-Positive LA director, Dr. Laurie Bennett-Cook to “bi geek” porn starlet, Gracie May Green, her gal pal Amilia Onyx, a snake named Zeus, our old friend Maya, our own fabulous Gypsy Bonobo, Ikkor the Wolf, Jacquie Blu, Capt’n Max, and our Trumpocalypse Therapy spanking puppet (this week, we spank him with a roll of paper towels), Dotard Drumpf, a kinky congregation gathers together in the Womb Room Cathedral of Kink-Positivity and inclusivity

by Dr. Susan Block Wankers, spankers, filmmakers and pornstars gather together in the Womb Room Cathedral of the Church of Bonoboville to wind up Self-Love September, break the Yom Kippur fast (well, I was breaking the fast) and kick off Kink Month with stimulating talk about masturbation education, a sensuous topless Bonoboville Communion and an orgasmic, remote-controlled ride on the Motorbunny.

by Dr. Susan Block With everything even crazier and Nazi-er than last week, it takes a congregation of sister-resisters, rappers and porn stars to theatrically engage the insanity of the political moment, as well as escape into bliss, the Bonobo Way. That is exactly the kind of group we assemble here in the Womb Room Cathedral of the Worldwide Church of Bonoboville: trans porn legend Kourtney van Wales, “barely legal” porn starlet Veronica Valentine, anti-Trump activist and cultural anthropologist Susan Cooper, rapper extraordinaire Ikkor the Wolf, our own beloved Gypsy Bonobo, Jacquie Blu and the truth-talking Capt’n Max. We also have our Trump voodoo doll, aka “Putin’s Puppet,” the big plush-toy dick with a tiny penis and Trump’s tangerine face, now also sporting a Hitler mustache and a KKK style DUNCE cap.

by Dr. Susan Block At the tail end of this overheated, Trumpocalyptic summer week, we really need to chill out with some good sex and cuddles, the Bonobo Way. Yes indeed, Brothers and Sisters, the “fire and fury” flowed out of the gaping mouth of the Mango Mussolini like lava from a vermillion volcano, spreading molten threats around the world of going nuclear on North Korea, invading Venezuela and bombing ISIS in the Philippines; and then back to North Korea to sputter on about how his first fiery threats were just not fiery enough.

by Dr. Susan Block We gather together in the Womb Room Cathedral of the Church of Bonoboville where we worship all the gods and goddesses, “just in case,” as Prince Max says, we find that one or two of them are real when we cross over from this life to whatever lies beyond. “Just in case…” is our mantra. There are infinite possibilities for “The Infinite.” So, come, let us pray…. and cum, let us play! This is Bonoboville, after all, at the Dr. Susan Block Institute of Faith-Based Sex. We may or may not be Children of God, but we are all Children of Sex. Hallelujah, Brothers and Sisters, Lovers and Sinners. Sex is what brings us into this world, and sex is what motivates us to stick around for a while.

by Dr. Susan Block Easter Bunnies and Passover Kinksters gather together in my Womb Room to celebrate the erotic, often pagan roots of the Judeo-Christian Rites of Spring. Officiating in my priestly robes, tallit, cross (given to me by a devout Catholic sex therapy client), Star of David (woven for me by Twin Towers inmates from the threads of their prison uniforms), “Lox et Veritas” g-string, “Love Me, Kiss Me, Marry Me” thigh highs and Easter Bunny ears, I, the Irreverend Dr. Susan Block, channel the spirit of The Great Bonobo Spring Easter Bunny Alien Matzah Goddess.

by Dr. Susan Block Polyamory means “many loves,” not just many sex partners. Nevertheless, it sure seems like being poly gives you more ways to “get lucky,” especially on St. Patrick’s Day Saturday night in Bonoboville. Certainly, Bonoboville is lucky to have this stimulating group of authors, pundits and porn stars, gathered on and around my broadcast bed. We whip up a sapiosexual’s delight of heart-y and illuminating conversation for the first course of the evening, then top it off with a delicious dessert of poly-flavored Bonoboville Communions with our favorite green adult beverage, Irish-owned Agwa de Bolivia Herbal Coca Leaf Liqueur. As Communion “altars,” we incorporate a variety of body parts, from backs to boobs to an impressive 10-inch Irish shillelagh.

by Dr. Susan Block Purims in Bonoboville tend to be a cross between a Sunday school play and an orgy of Biblical proportions. This Purim is all of that and then some, beginning with a Porny Purimspiel featuring the brave, bawdy and utterly unrehearsed Commedia Erotica players, with stand-out performances by Jewish porn icon Ron Jeremy as Pimpin’ Cousin Mordecai, and voluptuous archivist Rhiannon Aarons as a saucy, stripped and whipped Vashti, and climaxing with Vashti climaxing all over Mordecai’s righteous kosher schlong… as the waters of the Red Sea gush forth.

by Dr. Susan Block. What a lovely, long, luscious Valentine’s Day weekend; from broadcasting live at the Golden Age of Adult Cinema with porn stars of the 1970s and 80s to a romantic, orgasmic Silver anniversary V-Day with my Valentine on Venice Beach… a place which, in many ways, has never left the 1970s and 80s.

by Dr. Susan Block We skipped the screwed-up Oscars for that branch of the Entertainment Industry that shows people getting screwed in a good way. While the Academy’s grand “Best Picture” winner announcement was being monumentally flubbed by pompous Price-Waterhouse-Coopers accountants (or maybe hacked by the Russians?) in #Envelopegate, the stars of the Golden Age of Adult Cinema, produced by theatrical impresario David Bertolino, performed their show about the bawdy “backside” of Old Hollywood with grace, humor, no embarrassing flubs and a refreshingly mature sexuality.

by Dr. Susan Block Friends, Romans, FemDoms, lend me your ears! I cum to bury Valentine’s Day (not to praise it)… and to resurrect the Lupercalia for modern times. Lupercalia is the original holiday of the heart, the wild municipal whipping party referenced most famously in Shakespeare’s Julius Caesar, which the Catholic Church sanitized and Hallmark commercialized into what we now call Valentine’s Day.

by Dr. Susan Block It’s February, so-named for the februa, leather strips that the ancient Roman Lupercalians would wield across hot palms and willing behinds, flogging and whipping the populace into a sexual frenzy that would very often lead to a baby boom nine months later.

by Dr. Susan Block Oh, what a show! After that dreary, dreadful inauguration of America’s scary new Clown-in-Chief and the closing of Ringling Brothers and Barnum & Bailey, Bonoboville busts out the perfect antidote with a sensational, spectacular “Anti-Inaugural Circus,” featuring human animals and party animals, Bonobo Way book-spankings and Bonoboville Communion, rousing speeches and arousing striptease, an über-orgasmic Sybian ride and a breathtaking, sparkling climax with four hot ladies giving Trump a series of Golden Showers.

by Dr. Susan Block. Still *in recovery* from our scintillating New Year’s Eve bacchanal, we gather together in the Womb Room on our first broadcast of 2017, reflecting upon our 44 great shows of 2016, as we ceremoniously bestow The SUZY Awards for the fifth consecutive year. Honoring excellence in broadcast artistry and exhibitionism, the DrSusanBlock.Tv Awards, a.k.a., “The SUZYS,” recognize erotic performance, sexual intelligence and Weapons of Mass Seduction, celebrating The Bonobo Way of ‘peace through pleasure’ in all kinds of weather and paying tribute, with love, humor and deep respect, to those who work and play in the fields of peace and sexuality.

by Dr. Susan Block. The past is quite imperfect, and the future looks like an über-scary clown, but Bonoboville lights up the crossroads with an off-the-charts fantastic, orgiastic and very Happy New Year’s Eve. It’s a night of communal ecstasy, collective joy, bonoboësque spirit, rainbow-ësque diversity, resistance to oppression from all directions and pure pleasure… with a little bit of pain. Featuring a galaxy of porn stars, pundits, singers, swingers and LA’s most preeminent pro-Dommes, we spank out the old annus (and anus) and flog in a very Happy Nude Rear, as we ride the magical orgasmical Sybian into a deliriously climactic 2017.

by Dr. Susan Block Merry Christmas, Brothers and Sisters! Chag Sameach Hanukkah! Merry Muhammed’s Birthday! Happy Pancha Ganapati! Bountiful Bodhi Day! Happy Kwanza! And Happy Merry Sexy Sun Birthday! Did I leave anybody’s favorite winter holiday out? All Holidays Matter. See, this is why sometimes—War on Christmas, Peace on Earth or Satanic Solstice—it’s easier and more inclusive to just say “Happy Holidays.”

by Dr. Susan Block Bonoboville rejoices in Winter Solstice 2016 with a medley of Elvis ♩ tunes ♫ passionately performed by our favorite Elvis Presley tribute artist, Smokey Binion, Jr. , coupled with a fabulous foot-worshipping birthday party for Madam Raven Rae.

by Dr. Susan Block The holidays can feel like riding an emotional roller coaster, bringing us to the heights of joy and the depths of sadness, anger and desire, profound vulnerability and the ultimate ecstatic fulfillment. And that just about sums up my Thanksgiving/Spanksgiving weekend, rolling through ups and downs that almost make me lose my egg nog, but thankfully, climaxing on a high note of romantic ecstasy.

by Dr. Susan Block In the coming Trumpocalypse, we may all need to wear gasmasks, perhaps as often as we now wear raincoats or sunglasses. Of course, there is no way to prepare for the whimsical Trumpanzee, but if he keeps his promises to gut the EPA (Environmental Protection Agency), so he and his billionaire boys club can pussy-grab Mother Earth, we’re all in for some toxic times.

7 Steps to Healing from Electoral Dysfunction + Trumpocalypse Prep & #NoProp60 Celebration in Bonoboville by Dr. Susan Block As Election 2016 finally heaves itself across the finish line, some celebrate while others mourn. Here in Bonoboville, we do both. We celebrate the glorious and just defeat of California Prop 60 which we worked our sexy butts off to beat, in an erotic rainbow of ways. And we mourn, oh yes, we mourn (most of us in black, sporting Brexit-inspired safety pins) for the seemingly moribund America of our sex-positive, multicultural, environmentally conscious, interracial, gender-equal dreams.

by Dr. Susan Block When the so-called normal world gets too crazy, stultifying or just plain stupid to bear, it’s great to be able to enter the beautiful, sapiosexual and teasingly unpredictable Erotic Theater of Bonoboville, share delicious, irreverent Communion with friends, lovers and sexy strangers, then haul out the toys, turn on the sex machine and play, play, PLAY!

by Dr. Susan Block Kink Month gets kinkier on the fourth great DrSuzy.Tv show of October, 2016—the year of the kinkiest, kookiest American election ever, with penis size, pussy-grabbing and Putin puppetry on the short-list of debate topics, and Fall’s witchy mysteries lurking in dark clouds overhead.

by Dr. Susan Block Smack in the middle of Kink Month 2016, Bonoboville gets smack-happy with a spanking hot birthday celebration and an intense medical examination that may leave you breathless and protecting your crotch. With Trump at the top of the GOP (“Grab Our Pussies,” with a hat tip to Bill Mahr) ticket, there’s a lot to protect your crotch from these days. Indeed, the wannabe Pussy-Grabber-in-Chief makes an appearance on this show; it’s Halloween season, so the scary monsters are coming out of their towers. But the Trumpster is a changed man. Maybe he spent too long in the tanning booth or accidentally took the antidote to whatever whitening potion Michael Jackson used to take. Whatever happened, Donald Trump is now African-American (at least on this show)! Though his face and hair remain orange as a Jack O’Lantern, his tiny hands are a rich chocolate brown. Thus this Ku Klux Klan darling finally realizes that #BlackLivesMatter.

by Dr. Susan Block On the 8th night of Kink Month in Bonoboville, we up the ante in the art of pain with kinky artist/dominas Sheree Rose and Rhiannon Aarons and dazzling pro-domme Mistress Porcelain Midnight. It’s a FemDom fiesta of Bonobo Way book–spankings, boobalicious Bonoboville Communion, hot medical play talk, sadism, masochism, domination, submission, erotic politics and performance art. It’s also a female-empowered response to Trump’s latest dump that’s set off a stink bomb in an already noxious election season with this pumpkin-headed man-baby’s pride in nonconsensually groping women “like a magnet…I don’t even wait… I just… grab ‘em by the pussy.”

by Dr. Susan Block Happy Kink Month, Brothers and Sisters! In case you haven’t heard the word, October is “Kink Month,” as The Stockroom, in its infinite marketing wisdom, has declared. Therefore, it being October 1st, we kick off Kink Month in BOOnoBOOville and throughout the wondrous witchy cosmos with a Kinkster dance, kink-positive talk and an ultra-kinky Bonobo Way book-spanking or three.

by Dr. Susan Block It’s 9/11 Eve in Bonoboville, the night before the 15th anniversary of that most horrific and outrageous of terrorist attacks that shocked the world and triggered the Perma Wars in which we are still enmeshed.

by Dr. Susan Block Brothers and Sisters, Democrats and Republicans, Libertarians and Vegetarians, my fellow Americans, Humans, Great Apes and All of My Fellow Animals on Earth: welcome to the Lesser of Three Evils and the Greatest Sexuality Show on Earth! Welcome to the Trumpocalypse, the Clinton Corruptathon, and this amazing show of FemDom politics and fun smack in the middle of this erotic neurotic and kind of psychotic Election Season. USA! USA!

by Dr. Susan Block Falling like an avalanche of red, white and blue Zyklon B-releasing balloons between the two American presidential conventions of 2016, this show finds Bonoboville grappling with the intensely divided state of the United States. However, with the help of some beautiful music, amazing parody, Bonoboville Communion and sexy half-naked bodies moving and grooving the Bonobo Way, it’s not long before we come up smiling, happy and horny, the sound of jack boots marching in the distance. Welcome to the Trumpocalypse. After four long days of rabid fear-mongering, petty plagiarism, bigotry, stupidity, misogyny, progeny, Nazi salutes, blondes in white dresses, calls for execution of the Democratic candidate by firing squad and fervent prayers to Make America HATE Again, Bonoboville is slightly traumatized. At least, I am, this being the nastiest American presidential convention in my memory. And if Trump wins which, considering the increasing fractious state of the Democratic party, is looking more and more possible, this reality show is just beginning.

by Dr. Susan Block What a smoking-hot, firecracking, butt-smacking, sparkle-crazy, oral-sexy 4th of July sextravaganza in Bonoboville…. proving once again that freedom is the greatest aphrodisiac, but restraint is a close second.

by Dr. Susan Block We are all in transition. Throughout the world, many of us are moving into a more sexually fluid, bonoboësque state of being and doing, for the pleasure and fulfillment of the individual, the betterment of human society, the benefit of many other species (including the bonobos) and quite possibly peace on earth.

by Dr. Susan Block We had such a good time delivering “The Bonobo Way: A New FemDom Great Ape Paradigm for Humanity” to DomCon 2016, that we just had to have two DomCon afterparties on DrSuzy.Tv: last Saturday’s Female Supremacy Party presidential rally and now this Birthday Spanking Spectacular featuring a bevy of Dominas from our friendly neighborhood dungeon (ranked Best in LA by Time Out), Sanctuary Studios LAX. It’s the eve of the Strawberry Moon, aka the full June Moon or Honey Moon—which, for the first time in 70 years, coincides with the Summer Solstice—and these fabulous FemDoms spank several willing and wiggling butts until each is a glowing pink reflection of the Strawberry Moon in June.

by Dr. Susan Block What a grand, show-stopping, bra-popping, all-American celebration of bonoboësque FemDoms, spanking hot politics, beating Trump-dumping and smoking masturbation! Yes indeed, Brothers and Sisters, Spankers and Wankers, it’s our Memorial Day Weekend Masturbation Month ClimaxXx and, having just emerged from a triumphal presentation of The Bonobo Way: A New FemDom Paradigm for Humanity at a fabulous DomCon 2016, we revel in the patriotic erotic blaze of this sensational masturbational DomCon Afterparty fit for a FemDom Queen.