Date: 12/24/2011 No A-list porn stars, best-selling authors or champion wrestlers on this one. No, for Xmas Eve & the 5th night of Hanukkah, we make it a “Family Show.” But when I say “family,” I don’t mean Focus on the Family (and I doubt they would approve); I mean our very own Speakeasy den of denizens, artists and multi-talented resident perverts—the Bonobo Gang. From high-stakes Hanukkah candle-racing to a Nativity scene presented with Divine Interventions dildos and a Baby Jesus butt plug, we honor the winter holiday traditions in our own heart-warmingly debauched way. I dress up as Dr. Suzy Claus in red bikini trimmed with white faux fur and a matching micro-mini garter skirt from Adult Play Parlor, and Tasia is my feral reindeer pulling in a bag of sex toys, also from Adult Play Parlor, with something for everyone in the Speakeasy family, almost all of whom are wearing Santa hats, like a platoon of depraved elves. After some impressively naughty Agwa salt licking and a fascinating lesson in the Saturnalian sexual history of Xmas–did you know that Santa Claus represents the penis coming down the chimney (which is the vagina)?–the show explodes in a beautiful Hitachi-propelled Orgasm for Peace on Earth, Pleasure for All. Amen…and Awomen!

From 13 colonies to global imperialists, the Speakeasy celebrates the 236th anniversary of our country (that’s 236 years of war, slavery, genocide of natives, cultural hegemony, racism and fast food chains). I take an all American cast of demanding doms, sexy subs and one eager-to-please slut-puppy on an erotic exploration expressing the paradoxes of freedom through restraint, liberty through (voluntary) slavery, independence through submission and release through pain, including some very wet fireworks: a very sexy, sparkling golden shower that would have given Paul Revere something to shout about.

From 13 colonies to global imperialists, the Speakeasy celebrates the 236th anniversary of our country (that’s 236 years of war, slavery, genocide of natives, cultural hegemony, racism and fast food chains). I take an all American cast of demanding doms, sexy subs and one eager-to-please slut-puppy on an erotic exploration expressing the paradoxes of freedom through restraint, liberty through (voluntary) slavery, independence through submission and release through pain, including some very wet fireworks: a very sexy, sparkling golden shower that would have given Paul Revere something to shout about.