Tuesday, December 13, 2011

Guy and girl porn

I’ve been corresponding with an online friend who is a writer and a dom. As we all know, I’ve been very stuck on my new book, and have been looking around for help. In the course of giving me good advice, my friend also reacted to what he’d read. And as I digested this I was amused by the different reactions of men and women, or perhaps male doms and female subs to the same material.

My heroine’s fantasies are inserted into the story at intervals. Since my own tend to be world-creating with women owned and objectified, several are like that. But to change it up I also inserted a contemporary one that is much rougher and more direct. Here it is, for your amusement: still rough around the edges in more ways than one.

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“Where the hell have you been?” The voice comes, deep and quiet, out of the shadows in the unlit living room. There’s an undertone I won’t listen to. But it’s raising my heart rate.

“Out,” I say mildly.

“It’s after eight.”

I turn away to hang up my coat. “So?”

“Where were you? Why didn’t you call?”

“Didn’t you get dinner? There are leftovers.”

Suddenly I’m gasping, gripped from behind, one big arm at my throat, the other yanking my wrist up behind my back. The growl in my ear is slow and full of menace.

“Answer me.”

“I was – ow! Marisa and I went out for dinner, that’s all!”

My arm’s pulled even tighter. My back arches and strains.

“Let me go!”

“Why didn’t you call? Or answer your phone?” Another yank.

“Stop! Let go! I forgot, okay?”

“You did what?”

“I forgot! What difference does it make? I don’t have to account to you!”

“Oh, you think not? Just what did we agree to, girl?”

“I’ve changed my mind!”

“Too fucking bad. I haven’t.”

And before the next word can come out of my mouth he’s in a chair with me over his knee. My arm is still cranked behind my back, my dress is up and my panties down. And that heavy hand lands like a two-inch thick paddle. Pain, more pain, on top of pain! I’m screaming and struggling but it’s no use.

Smack! “So you don’t think you –“ Smack! “-- have to account to me?” Smack! “You can do what you like –“ Smack! “-- and come home when you please?” Smack!

“No! Stop it! Not so hard!”

“Not even a call –“ Smack! “-- so I know you’re all right –“ Smack! “ – you bratty, inconsiderate little bitch!“ Smack!

“Please!” I catch my breath and begin to cry. “Stop! I’m sorry!”

He spanks me until I’m sobbing too hard to talk. Then I’m yanked up by the hair and shoved across the room and over a footstool. Thick fingers slide into me from behind, so easily I know I’m soaked. Then he’s got me by the hair at the nape of my neck and his cock shoves so hard into me my whole body shudders. He’s not holding back; he’s pounding so hard I can’t think. Words are uttered in a breathless growl at my ear.

“You’re mine, do you hear me?” He’s grinding my sore ass ruthlessly, panting. “You said it. We both know you meant it. Isn’t that right?” He pulls back and smacks my ass hard.

I let out a scream and then go back to sobbing. “Yes…”

My head’s yanked back by the hair. “Say it!”

“Yes, I meant it! I’m yours!”

“Then –“ he grinds out through his teeth, “-- what the fuck was tonight about?” He’s gone still inside me.

I moan and try to shake my head. My cunt is convulsing desperately around him. His body strains against me and he tightens his grip.

“Did you want to know --“ he growls – “whether I meant it?”

“Maybe….yes...I don’t know….”

“Got your answer?”

A primal groan comes from deep in his chest, and his hips are slamming me, his cock striking deep, striking gold, shattering me to find the ore that’s hiding, the beauty that’s all for him, and I’m sobbing, “Yes! Thank you! Yes!”

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I really don’t know how I feel about this little scene. Something in me is raising an ironic eyebrow as I read it. I was worried that my friend would see it as rather silly. But this was the scene he thought was the hottest; the others he described as more romantic, suitable for women readers!

Now, my books have both tended to go to extremes that many erotic romance readers find hard to take. Women in particularly are far more likely to be upset by what I write, whereas I can think of only one male reviewer who said I went too far. Perhaps not surprisingly, men can take more, or empathize less, or something that allows them to stare down total power exchange (with added humiliation) without blenching, and without having to put the book down and take a walk around the block.

Granted that in this case it’s doms doing the reading, I still wonder if men are better at keeping up their boundaries and not being personally affected by books or movies. My husband can watch movies that I can’t bear, and will blithely point out the cinematography in a torture scene. It’s a movie; it doesn’t hit him where he lives. I don’t have those sorts of boundaries.

So is there any more to this than the men = porn, women = erotica stereotype? Is the scene above best read by women or men or both?

8 comments:

  1. Um, that scene was HOT. When can we read it again? I think it's all about context. If we're reading it in the context of a straight contemporary romance and I saw that, I'd flip. But in Anneka Jacob BDSM erotica - par for the course? My 2 cents...

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  2. I can read some pretty extreme stuff and be aroused by it if it is just a scene, out of context, a short story, whatever.

    But if it's a longer story, one where I get to know the characters and become attached to them...that scene would make me close the book.

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  3. Thanks Amber. As for when, you've read my post about procrastination...?

    Mockingbird, what about if it was in the story as someone's fantasy, rather than their reality?

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  4. I agree that scene is really hot!

    It's funny, I actually once wrote a very similar scenario (being punished for being late), and I think that in some ways it's a very stereotypically "female" fantasy in that it's relationship- and emotion-based. The hotness for me comes from the emotional stuff - the fact that he's acting out of having been worried about her, and the way he reminds her of her role in their power exchange.

    I do think men and women often respond to erotica and porn differently. I remember once a guy friend who's a dom asked me what kind of porn I like to watch. I sent him a scene from kink.com that I thought was really hot because of the way the top took his time to get the bottom into a submissive headspace - it was really sexy to watch him talk to her, tease her and torment her into that headspace. My guy friend thought it was hot, too, but because the woman had a nice ass and she was really good at deepthroating! Ha.

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  5. I could (just about) read a similar scene in fantasy but otherwise it reads as straight forward abuse to me and that man should be in jail.

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  6. I think it's very hot, read as either fantasy or reality. I suspect, however,
    that the Dom is acting more out of a desire to clarify boundaries
    than out of accumulated worry, but perhaps I'm too cynical.
    And I agree that men and women read sexual content differently.
    I've persuaded my husband/Master to read AST, and he loves the gizmos,
    whereas I get lost in - and aroused by- the psychology. Who's up for
    an experiment? I'll share this scene with him, and get back with results!
    My guess is that this snippet reads well for both...

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  7. Interesting comments! I was thinking about the scene (which I'm not entirely sure I'd include in the book) as a nod to the folks with rape fantasies. Of which there seem to be many. I prefer slower and more deliberate dynamics myself, but if we only write our own fantasies things can get a little repetitive. So I'm trying to write outside my own personal box a bit.

    There is an element of him worrying about her, but I'm pretty sure that's a cover for the forceful setting of boundaries. Good call in either case.

    GenuineRisk, maybe I'm somewhere in between the genders, because I'm turned on by the gizmos AND the psychology. Go figure.

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  8. Oh, and let us know what your husband thinks -- good experiment!

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