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Zoo
Review by Sensuous Sadie
SensuousSadie@aol.com
www.sensuoussadie.com
I hesitated to address the content of this
film because talking about having sex with animals is one of those taboo
topics, in the vanilla world for sure, and even in the BDSM community.
When I brought the topic up with one BDSM friend, he told me that he
would not even discuss it and ended the conversation immediately! But
this film got me to thinking so I’m going to take a leap here and pose a
few thoughts and questions.
This film is about people who make love to animals, specifically horses.
Now, I realize that this is not a BDSM topic, but as an alternative
sexual practice, I think it will be of interest to my readers. Although
the film is somewhat critical of the practice throughout, particularly
because it in this case ultimately lead to a death, it does end with a
surprising note of support.
The first thing to know about this documentary is that it doesn’t look
like you’d expect, with a bunch of talking heads about doing it with
horses. Instead, the director chose a pseudo drama style of
re-enactments, voiceovers, dreamy night sequences, and other unusual
methods to express the dark and secretive world that these people
inhabit. Although there was no real continuity or storyline to the film,
it was nevertheless very well produced and interesting once I let go of
my expectations of a traditional documentary.
Just so
we’re clear here, there are scenes of hugging and caressing of the
horses, although no more erotic than the normal thing you see with pets.
I was actually hoping to see how these men made love to animals easily
five times their size. Aside from the other parts of lovemaking, a man
could fuck a a horse in the vagina or anus, or be fucked by a male
horse. No one even says what they were actually doing, although it
appears the latter may have been what caused the death as the man in
question suffered internal bleeding. Considering the ginormous size of a
horse’s penis, not to mention that a horse mounting a person from behind
is unquestionably crazy; you’d have to be a lunatic to attempt this in
my opinion; ie if not fucked to death then crushed. Not to mention that
if he was having intercourse with a female horse, I can only imagine it
was about as exciting to her as it might be to a real woman with a
Vienna sausage.
The key question we have to address here is the consensuality aspect of
sex with animals. I believe that in the BDSM context, there is no
possible consensuality with an animal because they cannot consent or
understand the complexities of bondage or whipping not being "real," or
a power exchange. On the other hand, making love to an animal in a
vanilla sort of way seems to me to be fundamentally different. For
example, in this film the group of men – oddly all white and middle-aged
– are making love to horses in various ways. It is clear to me that they
are doing this with great affection and care. It is also clear that if
the horses did not want to participate, they could simply walk away or
in fact kick the bejeezus out of these guys.
We might ask ourselves then: is there anything fundamentally wrong with
different species making love to each other? In thinking deeply about
this, I am unable to come up with any real reason why they should not,
as long as both parties are able to consent, meaning in the case of an
animal: leave. With horses, this is an easy thing to do, although
perhaps not as easy with a much smaller animal such as a cat or small
dog. And yet I am unable to come to complete clarity on judging this
issue based on the size of an animal. Since animals, particularly
mammals, also make love to each other not just for procreation, it is
also apparent that God provided animals the pleasure of sex for sex
itself.
I have not had any thoughts about making love to my cats, presumably due
to the deterrent of a mouthful of fur. But I would like to believe that
if I ever decided that I did want to go there with my dear ones, that
one day it would be something that even I could share freely with my
BDSM friends.
For those of you who might find this interesting, I
also include this poem by Rumi:
The Importance of Gourdcrafting
There was a maidservant
who had cleverly trained a donkey
to perform the services of a man.
From a gourd,
she had carved a flanged device
to fit on the donkey's penis, to keep him
from going too far into her.
She had fashioned it just to the point
for her pleasure, and she greatly enjoyed
the arrangement, as often as she could!
She thrived, but the donkey was getting
a little thin and tired-looking.
The mistress began to investigate. One day
she peeked through a crack in the door
and saw the animal's marvelous member
and the delight of the girl
stretched under the donkey.
She said nothing. Later, she knocked on the door
and called the maid out on a errand,
a long and complicated errand.
I won't go into details.
The servant knew what was happening, though.
"Ah, my mistress," she thought to herself,
"you should not send away the expert.
When you begin to work without full knowledge,
you risk your life. Your shame keeps you
from asking me about the gourd, but you must
have that to join with this donkey.
There's a trick you don't know!"
But the woman was too fascinated with her idea
to consider any danger. She led the donkey in
and closed the door, thinking, "With no one around
I can shout in my pleasure."
She was dizzy
with anticipation, her vagina glowing
and singing like a nightingale.
She arranged the chair under the donkey,
as she had seen the girl do. She raised her legs
and pulled him into her.
Her fire kindled more,
and the donkey politely pushed as she urged him to,
pushed through and into her intestines,
and without a word, she died.
The chair fell one way,
and she the other.
The room was smeared with blood.
Reader, have you ever seen anyone martyred
for a donkey? Remember what the Qur'an says
about the torment of disgracing yourself.
If you die of what that leads you to do,
you are just like this woman on the floor,
She is an image of immoderation.
Remember her,
and keep your balance.
The maidservant returns and says, "Yes, you saw
my pleasure, but you didn't see the gourd
that put a limit on it. You opened
your shop before a Master
taught you the craft."
-- Mathnawi V: 1333-1405
Version by Coleman Barks
The Essential Rumi
HarperSanFrancisco, 1995
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Sensuous Sadie is the author of Spiritual Transformation through
BDSM; Stories and Submissions from Fellow Travelers. Read an excerpt
and more at Sadie's Kinky Goodies
http://www.sensuoussadie.com/sadieskinkygoodies.htm. She is the
founder and leader (1999 - 2001) of Rose & Thorn, Vermont's first BDSM
group. Comments, compliments and complaints, as well as requests for
reprinting can be addressed to her at
SensuousSadie@aol.com or
visit her website at
http://www.sensuoussadie.com/. Sadie believes the universe is
abundant, and that sharing information freely is part of this abundance,
so she allows reprints of her writing in most venues.
Copyright 2007 Sadie Sez Publications
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