The Feminist Porn Book: The Politics of Producing Pleasure
putting a black woman in bondage in their movies. Oddly enough, when I worked for the late Bruce Seven in the early 1990s, that conversation never came up, but Bruce Seven was ahead of his time and understood BDSM as more than a different niche of film. I’ve been pleasantly surprised at how much has changed, with more and more women of color appearing in submissive positions on BDSM sites. But I’m still waiting for black men to be able to take the lead in those scenes with black women.
    I wrote my sexual story, one chapter at a time, in each and every video I’ve made. I’ve used my work in porn to explore many firsts and share those experiences with my fans: sex with a woman, double penetration, group sex, double anal, a blowbang, a gangbang, or my first time with a Japanese woman who didn’t speak English. I’ve let them watch me make love with a real-life partner and fuck complete strangers I had just met moments before the cameras rolled. I’ve even allowed my fans to watch me pregnant, horny, and Forced to Lactate.
    My decision to explore many of my sexual firsts had little to do with my fans who would later watch these videos. Though I was aware that people would likely see my scenes later on, I was naive as to just how big the industry was. To me, I was merely having sex, experimenting with my sexuality, and being recorded while doing so. My fans weren’t a factor until years later. I became more aware of my image when I saw less than flattering images of myself on box covers. I began to be more mindful of wardrobe and hairstyles and started to pick projects based on my ability to work with directors who brought out the best in me rather than how much money I could make.
    I’ve raised my own neophyte-feminist, decidedly prochoice, very proud, out, bisexual young teenage daughter, a high-functioning autistic teenage son, and an older daughter in college who is a gun-toting NRA member, currently torn between her previous Republican ideologies and a more liberal way of thinking. When my younger daughter started high school, I explained to her that often teenage boys (and girls) like to use beautiful, intelligent, curvy, sexually curious young women like her to enhance their own sexual exploration and to be cautious not to allow others to write her sexual story.
    I am often asked if I would “allow” or “want” my daughter(s) to enter into the porn business or the sex industry as a whole. I’m always torn in answering this question because I feel very strongly that there is absolutely nothing wrong with sex work. As a parent, I would not want any of my children to enter the industry knowing the kind of public ridicule or stigma they would likely face for their decision. I believe that free will extends outside of religion and that as a parent, all I can do is be 100 percent supportive of my children and love them despite their choices. All I can do is exactly as my parents did: prepare my children with the best possible education they can get, give them opportunities to excel in whatever endeavors they pursue, and support their dreams. As parents, we might have our own hopes and dreams for our children, but ultimately, it is for them to decide what path they wish to take. I would certainly give my child(ren) who chose sex work informationon pitfalls (and people) to avoid. I would want them to carve their own path no matter where it takes them. Would I be disappointed if one of them found their way into the sex industry? Perhaps, but I would only hope that they follow my example of balancing work and home, avoid drugs, and not allow themselves to get caught up in the seedier side of the industry.
    As I spend more time behind a computer monitor and less time in front of the camera these days, I find myself more and more engaged in the fight for sex worker rights and better sex education than ever before. I am at this stage in my life where I am more conscious of my sociopolitical stance than I ever was in the

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