Another amusing femdom
romp by Tanya Simmonds, with lots of luscious detail to satisfy the
most exacting connoisseurs of the genre. Once again, there's a
certain cinematic quality to it, though if 'The Paramount Rule'
sometimes felt like an Ealing comedy, the trashy Southern aesthetic
of this one really feels like it ought to have been made by Russ
Meyer. How we would have loved the assertive big-breasted women
prison guards!
All of Tanya Simmonds'
favourite fetishes are here – orgasm denial, sadistic women getting
off on men unable to come, punishment for ejaculation, and lots of
cocks in cruel constrictions; I don't believe anyone has explored the
erotic potential of the simple rubber band as much as Simmonds has.
There's also a strap-on rape of an inmate by a powerful uniformed
guard – I mean, really, what more could you ask for? There's lots
of enforced cunnilingus, and some rather sweet depictions of vanilla
romantic love between some repentant guards and their devoted
prisoner-lovers. Once again, the cruellest, most sexually repressed
and repressive of the women (a right-wing religious fundamentalist,
naturally) is revealed to be a hypocritical sex-obsessed deviant
herself.
The plot mechanics are
carefully thought through, and there is enough action and twists to
thread the sex scenes into a coherent narrative. I could have done
without the epilogue which ties up all the loose ends and lets us
know what happens to all the characters after the action, but that's
just me. I also don't understand what has happened to the cover,
either, which seems to depict a woman in bondage – where are all
the dominant women and subjugated men from the story?
If you enjoy a sexually
charged story with lots of wanton, cruel women in uniform, then this
one is definitely for you.
