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Snake Sacrifice
R. J. Moore
Jez, Sonia thought, this place looks like something out of the 17th century.
The woman approached the big building with puzzlement. She checked her
notebook, hmm, "seems to be the right address".
Before her was a long stone paved path, she walked through a huge rusted iron
gateway, the old gate was open. She could hardly see the top of the building
through the light fog, but looked like those blocky castles seen in eastern
Europe. There was a massive wooden door. She hesitantly clacked the iron door
knocker. It took a while but the door finally cracked open with a creak.
There stood a dwarf dressed in dirty tunic and leather pants. She could not see
his face because he was wearing what looked like an executioners mask.
He looked very muscular. "Che!, Sonia suppressed a laugh,"what is this a
movie?" "Am I at the right address, you did call me and ask for this
appointment?"
He only had one good eye, the other looked like a scarred birds egg. With a
slavic lisp he motioned her in," the mistress has been expecting you."
Sonia looks around the big stone hall way, "she is?"
She is escorted into a huge stone hall, above her is the ceiling four stories
away, a great stone stairway curls off to the above galleries. Sparse massive
furniture arranged around a huge chandelier lit the hall.
A woman of medium height dressed in black approaches. She has dark hair swept
up in a rounded peak on her head. She wears a long black gown and long gloves.
In a contralto with an unearthly tone she says, "Hello my name is Madam Tortu",
the accent sounds eastern European. Sonia suppresses a smile at the goofy
theatrical name.
"Wont you sit down my dear." Sonia takes a seat on a rough high backed bench.
Madam Tortu takes a seat in a wooden chair across from her, "some tea my dear."
"I don't have much time, but I guess so."
"Frog." madam motioned to the dwarf.
Frog? Thats his name, thought Sonia, she suppressed a smile.
"Your blue eyes are very beautiful my dear, and your fashionable eye glasses
set them off nicely. I love these 20th century accessories."
"That's nice of you Madam, but can we get down to business. Your agent said on
the phone you were looking for a ballerina?"
"In due time my dear." Tortu looked her up and down. " I do so admire dancers,
they have such athletic bodies."
"Well,.....", Sonia was getting tired of this woman's patter.
"Lets see your name is Sonia, how long have you been dancing?"
"For 20 years , Madam."
"O thats what I love about the ballet, I keeps one in such good shape, ..
you are in your late thirties but there is hardly wrinkle or sag, its all sinew
and hard muscle such a nice trim figure."
Sonia didn't know if she liked the compliment in these strange circumstances.
"Look, our tea."
The dwarf arrives with the tea and a tall young woman who seemed to be dressed
in the short tunic of an ancient Greek, but with her left breast exposed. She
carries a short Greek sword.
"This is Antiope," madam motioned to the muscular woman, " an ancient Amazon,
she is in my service."
And this is loony toons thought Sonia.
"Halloween a little early this year?"
Tortu just smiled at Sonia.
The Amazon served the tea and then set down close to Sonia, it made her
uncomfortable. Sonia noticed that Madam made some kind of signal to the dwarf,
he left the room.
"We were just talking about what good shape Sonia is in", Madam said, the
Amazon said "yes."
"You have such well turned ankles my dear, I am sure you have pretty legs."
"Look can we get on with my business now."
Tortu seemed to just ignore her, looking her up and down.
"You know , " said Sonia, "I am wondering what century we are in?"
She tried to make a little joke. "Or are you rehearsing for a costume party?"
"O my dear, I think we are back in the 17th by now." Tortu smiled at a puzzled
Sonia.
" You see my dear we go cross-time to get trophies, and this year, so to speak,
we are collecting from the 20th. Now I wonder if you would mind standing up, I
want to see you put some weight on those high heels."
"What! Look I am going to leave now."
As she stood up, Madam Tortu said "yes, very nice calves".
Tortu looked Sonia up and down. Sonia was conservatively dressed in a long
semi-full plaid skirt, a white blouse with a black vest sweater and a white
sweater over that. She wore white open toe high heels a small pendant against
the white of her blouse. Small white pearl earrings. She wore her hair long and
in the gloomy light of the big hall it glowed reddish blond.
Sonia started to turn to leave but Antipote's strong hand closed on hers and
she felt the cold sharp iron of the Amazon's sword at her throat. Antipote held
her while Frog pulled her hands behind her back and bound them with leather
thongs.
"All in good time my dear", Tortu said is she moved close and stroked Sonia's
reddish blond hair.
Frog looked at Tortu smiling.
"Look ", Sonia said ," what is going on, you people are going to get into
trouble."
Tortu just laughed, " time to see part of Baslisk's 20th century collection",
she said cheerfully. "We are, off."
Sonia's amusement had faded, she felt a cold tinge of fear now.
They walked across the big hall to two huge brass doors set in the wall which
creaked open with Frog's efforts.
Frog and Tortu proceeded first while Antipote keep one strong hand on Sonia's
arm and the sword at her throat.
On either side of a long isle sonia huge circular glass tanks about 12 feet
tall.
They stopped in front of the first tank. "More light here Frog". Frog scurried
, threw a knife switch on an ancient electric light system.
Sonia gasped.
What she saw chilled her blood. About in the middle of one tank floated a
beautiful woman. She had coal black hair. She seemed to be wearing a police hat
, her short uniform coat and blouse were torn open her pert breasts exposed.
Her hands were handcuffed behind her back. Below she was bare, no panties only
a dark garter belt and grey toned hosiery, and black high heeled pumps. She had
there seemed to be something like a short arrow through her neck, her dark eyes
wide open in final fright the tip of her tongue slightly protruding through her
lips.
"Its so nice to have a law officer in our collection", Tortu said. "And its a
magic water she floats in my dear, she will be preserved in her beauty forever,
nice."
"Lets move on Frog."
In the next tank was a tennis player. A long slim blond floated dead in the
tank her beautiful blue eyes staring in finality. He head tilted to the side in
a crazy angle as if her neck were broken. She wore a sun visor, a sweat band on
her wrist and tennis shoes and socks. A thin turtle neck sweater the wet
material clinging to her breasts only emphasized her proud nipples. Below her
panties were gone her short skirt floating about her waist so she was exposed
from her tennis shoes to belly button. A dazed look of strained death gazed
back at Sonia.
"Very athletic ", said Madam Tortu.
They moved past tanks with many dead ladies. Here a woman in long gloves and
what was left of a formal dress.
A Nurse , white skirt and slip drifting above comely legs, and on and on. Wide
dead eyes staring in horror. She looked elegant in her lacy bra. Her brief
panties pushed halfway to her knees. A large syringe protruded from her right
breast the needle driven straight down into her nipple. Her brow was furrowed
in strain above her lifeless staring eyes..
"It was a slow acting put powerful poison my dear, she really suffered in the
end." Said Tortu.
There were more in the tanks.
All left in a state of erotic death.
" Its more than you think , Sonia", Tortu said. These are offerings to Basilisk
the god who watches over us and gives eternal life and power.
Sonia shivered , there was a horrible reality settling on her.
"Yes these are offerings to Basilisk", Tortu waved at the large array of
crystalline tanks, most filled but some empty, " though they are dead he likes
to preserve them as his trophies."
They come to the end of the passageway and another large set of doors.
Frog opens the doors. Inside is a large circular room. In the center is a large
circular fountain and in its center is a huge bronze snake , double coiled and
rising up, an icon to Basilisk.
"Well now ... we will have to see if Basilisk approves. You are after all a
little older than the offerings we usually get."
Sonia wished Tortu would stop talking about sacrifices.
"Step up on the rim of the fountain please , my dear."
Antipode had to encourage Sonia to step up with the point of her sword.
Sonia did and stood there with a look of apprehension on her face.
"Now we shall see what Basilisk thinks. What ever happens my dear just relax
and go with the flow."
Sonia could feel a gentle breeze on her feet. The air seemed to be coming from
straight below her even though she could see no vents on the floor or rim of
the fountain. She noticed the cold air was beginning to pick up in speed it
began to whip the hem of the skirt. She thought of stepping down but a look
from Antipode kept her rigidly in place.
From Tortu's vantage she watched as Sonia stood in the up-wafting supernatural
wind. The air blew hard enough to finally lift Sonia's plaid skirt and pleated
white slip to her shapely knees.
Sonia was distressed and shivering as the fast moving air snapped the skirt and
slip up and up. At first she tried somehow to catch the hem of skirt and slip
but it was impossible with hands bound behind her back. She finally just stood
rigid surrendering to the inevitable. The garment inescapably creeped upwards.
Her white sweater billowed, her long hair swirled. Since it was only a semi-
full skirt it took a while for the gusts of air to work the material upwards.
Finally the skirt and slip caught in a bundle above her waist so she was
exposed from white high heels to the top of her high hipped tight thin white
panties. The tops of her tightly gartered stockings, an expanse of bare thighs.
Garter straps disappearing underneath a pair of white panties so they moulded
to her mound of venus, a hint of a delta of reddish pubic hair. She had slim
perfect legs, narrow knees and beautiful play of a dancer's sinew from calf to
inner thigh. Except for the look of distress on her face she a beautiful image
of leggy cheesecake.
"O, my dear I love the skimpy panties." Tortu applauded.
There was a long hiss , the eyes of the snake statue glowed red.
"Wonderful", said Tortu, the Snake God approves. You will be a good gift to
him.
The wind collapsed, Sonia was modestly covered again.
Tortu motioned for Sonia to step down.
Tortu stepped behind Sonia and cupped a breast through her blouse. "Nice not to
large or small, just right and firm."
Tortu looked at the woman.
"It looks like Basilisk likes the leg show today", Tortu said.
Sonia jerked away , but was stopped by Antipodes sword, the point at her
throat.
Tortu stepped behind Sonia. She lifted skirt and slip. She slipped her hand
inside the panties to a tangle of pubic hair. Sonia jerked and gasped loudly.
Tortu pushed the panties down an inch, and then slid her hand around her ass
and pushed down again, evening the height of front and back. Tortu worked with
deliberate slowness and casualness, savoring the woman's trembling body. Tortu
was almost sorry when the panties were pushed below the cheeks of Sonia's ass.
Tortu did not take them off the woman, but left they there halfway between
Sonia's thighs and knees.
Tortu reached around the woman her slim hand cupped Sonia's pussy. Sonia's
breath was a sharp intake.
Tortu whispered in the woman's ear.
"I love the silky garter belt," Tortu paused and smiled, "I am sorry hon, but
you will have to die, I am afraid it will be painful." Sonia jerked back, her
eyes wide with fear.
Tortu advanced the brief panties back up Sonia's hips snapping them back in
place and covering her pussy again, she stood back looking a Sonia.
"Step back my dear." Tortu motioned to the woman, off in the gloom Frog
activated a switch.
With a great grinding sound the fountain rotated to the side.
A large dark deep pit came into view. From above a harsh white light came on
and illuminated the hole.
Sonia looked down.
The pit was only about 20 feet deep. In the bright light Sonia could see a dark
shape moving about.
She looked at Tortu," please don't do this." Tortu just smiled.
Tortu signaled Frog again, there was a noise of a hand winch operating. From
above a loop of cable settled down.
"Tortu moved the loose loop along the floor, lifted Sonia's left foot so the
lady stood over the wire. He fixed and clamped the cable around her ankle above
her right foot.
Tortu motioned to Frog.
The winch started again. Soon Sonia was hopping on her left foot as the cable
ascended. Soon the angle was so much she fell on her back to the stone floor.
Slowly she began to invert her high heeled foot going up.
Tortu and company watched as once again Sonia was exposed as skirt and slip
slid slowly down her legs. Soon she hung upside the down the skirt and slip
gathered above her belly button and the top of her garter belt. A delta of
redish pubic hair visible in the bright light through the translucent tight
panties.
As she hung by one foot the position put stress on her legs so that smooth
muscle was under tension.
Sonia pleaded again, " please, I don't do this I don't want to die."
"A delicious plea sweetheart, I just love it, " said Tortu.
After her head cleared the floor Frog activated another control and the lady
swung head down over the pit. Sonia was now whimpering and pleading
incoherently.
Slowly they began to lower Sonia, she twisted on the end of the cable.
Tortu looked at the suspended lady."You know I didn't take her glasses off, O
well she wont need them soon."
Sonia could see the snake clearly. It was about 20 feet long , not really big
around but she could see steely muscle rippling under black shinning scales.
The head was large and full of needle sharp teeth.
Her descent stopped only with her face only a foot away from the bottom of the
pit. Her light long reddish hair just touching the slimy rock floor.
Sonia looked at the snake in horror. She arched her body at the waist trying to
lift herself away from the snake, but with one leg free and her arms bound
behind her back it was hard to do.
The big snake sonia up and slowly began to entwine Sonia's body.
As he ascended and encircled her waist she could feel the coolness of his
scales brushing across the skin of her smooth flat stomach. She gagged on his
putrid smell as part of his body grazed her cheek.
He seemed to hesitate, sniffing at her body. With an extremely delicate
maneuver the big head of the snake slithered underneath the waistband of the
thin panties. Then he continued upward carrying the thin material with him. He
helixed about her right leg, his long forked tongue rasped against the expanse
of her bare inner thigh above her stocking tops flicking at the silver garter
belt buckle. Upward further coiling about her up-stretched right leg.
Her upward retreating panties caught her left leg till the snake got to the top
of her right leg and then her left high heeled foot popped through the leg band
and her left leg was free in the air. The snake backed up a bit so he came out
the panties but he left this curl of thin fabric about her right leg.
He began to invert slithering back down her right leg the bulk of his lower
body gliding upward.
His big head stopped at juncture between her legs. He stopped and sniffed her
muff of pubic hair which glistened with sweat now. His forked tongue found its
was into her pussy and she gasped at the raspy feel. He seemed to enjoy
exploring the inside of her organ with his long tongue. He brushed her clitoris
with it but Sonia was getting much pleasure out it.
His head started downward again tunneling underneath rucked up skirt and slip
and finally her blouse. Sonia was shivering in fear now as she felt him brush
along her rib cage. Finally the big head came out. Sonia could feel snake
muscle begin to flex, he seemed to expand on her chest.
The material inflated outward buttons popping off her blouse and the small
vest.
The material parted baring bra and the creamy tops of her breasts.
The snake opened his mouth and almost daintily fastened needle teeth into the
top of the lacy bra between her breasts. Pulling back he drew the material down
slowly. First a fine pink aureoles then a hard reddish nipples rolled into
view. He finally released the material leaving the bra underneath Sonia's
exposed breasts. The material boosted her bosom from beneath.
Sonia now got the feeling something was about to happen.
The snake arranged itself into a tight coil about her waist to under her
breasts his long tail he left entwined about her right leg.
He opened his mouth and slowly engulfed her left breast.
Sonia tensed as she expected him to bite her. She could feel the needle-like
teeth on her breast. But he was slow and deliberate with the pressure he
applied , he seemed to savor the growing tense fear in her body his forked
tongue played with her stiff nipple.
Soon Sonia felt his leisurely puncturing of her breast and she squealed with
the pain.
Then she noticed something else. The snake had began to constrict about her
chest, also very slowly. She felt the pressure build as his muscles rippled.
But he did not crush her for now he began to bend her.
The snake was taking pleasure in Sonia's growing agony. He worked with
calculated slowness so to feel her agonies.
Sonia payed less attention to her punctured left breast as she began to bend in
an arc under the tension of the snake's contraction. Her rib cage seemed to
close in on her. The constriction caused her screams be become chocked rasps.
She fought for life trying to resist the snake's relentless slow tension.
He began to double her body in half. Sonia twisted and turned on the end of the
rope, sweat running down her face, her eyes behind her fashionable glasses
bulging in misery.
It took many minutes but finally there a sound like straw breaking as Sonia's
spine snapped.
The snake savored the woman's death throes.
Sonia jerked in spasms on the end the rope dying a most painful and macabre
death. Her free right breast pitching and her free left leg twitching.
Sonia's brief panties , around her right calf, waved like a white flag of
surrender.
Blood speckled foam drooled from mouth. Her blue eyes became transfixed in
fatality behind her glasses.
So Sonia died. The snake seemed satisfied and dropped from the dead woman's
body.
They extracted the nearly nude body of the lifeless woman.
Tortu looked at Sonia hanging by her high heeled right foot in the harsh bright
light. The face wore a look of frozen terror, beautiful dead eyes rolled up
behind her glasses. She drooled a little blood and saliva. A thin ring of
puncture wounds encircled the mound of her left breast. She still wore all her
clothes except now all in disarray. Skirt and slip above garter belt, triangle
of pubic hair, exposed twat and thin panties a thin bandana about right calf.
Blouse, little vest and white sweater hanging down. The pushed down bra
underneath her pert breasts.
Tortu took a nipple between her thumb and fore finger.
"Ah, nice and hard in death," she smiled at her companions.
"You know I have seem 'em die with their boots on , but I have never seen one
die with their glasses on. A first for us." She looked at Frog and laughed.
Tortu looked at the dead woman.
"Well your last dance dear,"
"Take her away."
From the big brass snake there was an electric blue flash , the eyes glowed
bright red again slowly fading.
" Our god Basilisk is pleased," Tortu laughed with relief.
Frog took the dead woman down. Dumped her body unceremoniously, dragged her
face down by one foot to the hall of tanks.
Frog carefully placed Sonia in an empty tank. The lady only sank about halfway.
From a table nearby Tortu produced three goblets and a decanter of wine.
The three of the drank a toast to the departed dead lady.
Sonia floated face down into the fluid her back arched to the top the tank.
Long hair wafting around her head. Her eyes rolled up in death, staring through
useless glasses. Her tongue protruding through her teeth. Her sweater , blouse
and little vest made a small soft drifting cape about her. Her breasts thrust
out of the bra which encircles her chest, nipples hard in the cold fluid. She
still had her hands tied behind her back. Below her stunning legs were apart
with the toes of her shoes pointed downward as if she was 'sur la pointe'. Her
garter belt and hosiery glistening in the harsh light. She hovered in bright
diffused light the strain and horror of her last moments still frozen on her
face .
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Subject: TOP 1000 X-RATED VIDEO PLOTS! \(#51-#75\)
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Backroad to Paradise
CDI Home Video. D. Jim Reynolds. Sheri St. Clair, Peter North,
Debbie Green, Dorothy Oh. 85 Min. Feature Film.
Sheri St. Clair, ass queen of the mid 1980s, tries every
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Backstage Entrance
Factory Home Video. D. Stuart Canterbury. Marissa Malibu,
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Summer Knight, Angella Faith, Saki, Biff Malibu, Don
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Marissa Malibu plays the bitchy star of a soap opera
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Bad Girls 11
Collector's Video Gourmet. D. David L Frazer. Suzanna Button,
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Honey Wilder, Ron Jeremy. 90 Min. Feature Film.
Both this film and the original Bad Girls are the classic
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Bare Essence
Evil Angel Video. D. John Stagliano. Kathleen Jentry, Billy Dee,
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Kathleen Jentry is a dancer/real estate agent/thief.
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Bare Market
VCA Platinum. D. John Leslie. Nicole London, Alex Jordan,
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More than a little thought went into this production, which
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Steed strokes his meat for the crew. The businesswomen take
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the the universal themes that Bare Market plays.
Batwoman and Catgirl
Heatwave Entertainment. D. Anthony Spinelli. Taylor Wane,
Alicia Rio, Madison, Tiffany Mynx, Lilli Xene, Jake Williams,
Peter North, Tony Tedeschi, Big Boy, Oscar, Jeff Sterling 85 Min.
Shot-On-Video Feature.
Fans of comic book spoofs should love this little gem.
Alicia Rio (Batwoman) and Taylor Wane (Catgirl) are
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them. He wants them to help him get elected so he can outlaw
sex and issue sex ration cards. Wane is far and away the best
performer in this tape. Too bad she only has one sex scene.
Even so, the villains get in some pretty good lines.
Beauty
VCA Pictures. D. Warren Evans. Loni Sanders, Jamie Gillis,
Laurien Dominique, Veronica Hart, Vanessa del Rio, Paul
Thomas. 85 Min. Feature Film.
An unpretentious little classic, Beauty does a sexual turn on
Beauty and the Beast as lovely Loni Sanders spends a year in
the house of porno king Jamie Gillis to help pay her father's
gambling debt. Sanders' scattered short sex scenes pay homage
to a classic star of adult films.
Beauty and the Beach
Coast to Coast Video. D. D@ck Lane. Rayne, Racquel Darrian,
Rachel Mann, Rod Ryker, Mickey Ray, Derrick Lane. 75 Min.
Shot-On-Video Feature.
What happens when Playboy Video meets Motor Psycho?
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worthy attempt at something different in the way of adult video.
This production is definitely a weird synthesis of jiggle, psychics,
artsy camerawork and motorcycle punks. Bikini Bunny Rayne
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cast is cosmetically tops with the seldomseen Rayne and Rachel
Mann adding some real lustre. They fuck like the beach
bunnies they're supposed to be.
Beauty and the Beast
VCA Pictures. D. Paul Thomas. Tracey Adams, Mike Horner,
Alicia Monel, Jacqueline Lorians, John Leslie, Nikki Knights,
Megan Leigh, Tom Byron, Lisa Bright, Jerry Butler 85 Min. Shot-
On-Video Feature.
One of the very best Shot-On-Video features ever made.
The classic fairy tale, given adult treatment by director Thomas,
has the charming looniness of stuff you used to see on Rocky
and Bullwinkle. John Leslie, in one of his last sex roles, gives
a hilarious performance as the beast that no one wants to argue
with. Wonderful makeup, costumes, sex, script. Outstanding
supporting role from Jacqueline Lorians.
Beauty and the Beast, Part 2
VCA Platinum. D. Paul Thomas. Tracey Adams, Victoria Paris,
John Leslie, Rachel Ryan, Randy West, Randy Spears, Sabrina
Dawn, Jon Dough, Chaz Vincent, Ariel Knight, Dizzy Blonde,
Henri Pachard, Ray Victory. 96 Min. Shot-On-Video Feature.
A rarity-a sequel that is every bit as good (and in this case,
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a hilariously-written story. Former Beast John Leslie is now a
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Victoria Paris, is screwing everything with iron pants. A black-
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Beaver Ridge
VCA Platinum. D. Eric Edwards. Nina Hartky, K C Williams,
Britt Morgan, Randy West, Mike Horner, Tom Chapman. 75 Min.
Shot-On-Video Feature
Beaver Ridge is the spot where Tom Chapman's great-uncle
Mike Horner and great-aunt, Britt Morgan, together with their
horse, went over a cliff while Morgan and Horner were in the
middle of a tr-yst. What the horse was doing at the time @as
another story. Chapman and his babe Nina Hartley decide to
take a trip to the old homestead and invite a couple of wacky
neighbors, K.C. Williams and Randy West, along for the ride.
Entertaining outing with infectious humor. Hartley, Williams
and Morgan are at their tuckable best.
Bedside Brat
Vivid Video. D. Paul Thomas. Nikki Randall, Tom Byron, Kristi
Leigh, Rick Savage, Rene Morgan, Shanna McCullough, Mike
Horner, Didi Waller 82 Min. Shot-On-Video Feature.
Emotionally distressed by a tonsillectomy, The Brat (Nikki
Randall) leaves her husband for the zillionth time and becomes
a nurse. Kristi Leigh as a nurse's aide all but steals the show
with her jiggling and teasing. Nikki and Kristi provide a one-
two erotic punch with slapstick as an added attraction. Very
slick packaging.
Beefeaters
Paradise Visuals. D. Jim Reynolds. Moana, Ray Victory, Rachel
Ryan, Trinity Loren, Mike Horner, Nina DePonca, Peter North,
Randy West, Jade East. 85 Min. Feature Film.
This is a tale of Italian seductress Moana, who belongs to
the S.I.A. (Sexual Intelligence Agency) which trains girls to
sexually compromise heads of state. The film deals mostly with
the training of new recruits. Excellent sex scenes, each
mounted with passion and heat. Look for Moana's scenes with
fundy West and Peter Norffi.
Behind the Back Door 5
EVN. D. Keny Caruso. Artemis Antoine, Nikki Sinn, Melanie
Moore, Don Fernando, Cal Jammer, Sonja, Tom Chapman, Ed
Powers, Rick Blaine. 75 Min. -Video Feature.
Incorporating one of the more bizarre plot devices of all-
time, Behind the Back Door 5 finds Rick Blaine playing a Scots
scientist who has fallen into Loch Ness and discovered that its
waters, which are saturated with the monster's urine, have
imbued his tartan kilt with the power to make any woman who
wears it engage in anal sex. Blaine then has the fibers woven
into worimn's undies and sells them to attractive clothier
Artemis Antoine. Sure enough, any woman who comes in
contact feels compelled to have a schlong up her ass.
Behind Blue Eyes
Moonlight Entertainment. D. Scotty Fox. Eric Edwards, Rick
Savage Paula Harlow, Krista Lane, Tiffany Storm, Sabrina Scott.
82 Min. Shol-On-Video Feature.
Eric Edwards and Rick Savage play an adult filn writer and
producer, respectively. They're discussing a new film about a
college sorority and mentally visualize the restaurant patrons in
various sex roles. An excellent premise for the smoldering sex
scenes which follow. A script full of wit and iruny. A Shot-On-
Video Feature
Behind Blue Eyes 11
Moonlight Entertainment. D. Scotly Fox. Shauna McCullough,
Robert Bullock, Randy Spears, Nina De Ponca, Jennifer Steel,
Blake Palmer, Brandi Wine, Joey Silvers. 8O Min. Shot-On-Video
Feature.
Entertaining sequel played out in a restaurant where
scriptwriter Shauna and producer Bullock describe how scenes
in a movie should be played out and the viewer sees their
description brought to life. Lots of good seduction action and
body positions to spice up the sex shoots. Like the original, it's
beautifully packaged.
Behind Blue Eyes Ill
Moonlight Entertainment. D. Scotty Fox, Nina Hartley, Mike
Horner, Randy Spears, Sabrina Dawn, Sunny McKay, Jon Dough,
Eric Price, Renee Foxx. 85 Min. Shot-On-Video Feature.
The framing device is not quite the same as its two
predecessors; this time writer Randy Spears-fantasizes in a
restaurant while he's having a bite with his producer Nina
Hartley. Four of the most attractive blondes in the business are
a big plus factor. Nice packaging.
Behind the Green Door-The Sequel
Mitchell Brothers Film Group. D. Jim Mitchell, Artie Mitchell and
Sharon McKnight Missy Manners, James Martin, Lulu Reed,
Friday Jones, Danny Daniels, Andrew Young, Squirt V. Venus, Jo
Carrol 80 Min. Feature Film.
An oddity that should do well because of its title. An
assortment of Felliniesque characters engage in the world's first
safe sex orgy. We get something for everyone: a midget, a
bearded lady, a 500 pound woman with a tattoo, lesbians and
Missy Manners. Can you ask for more? Crisp editing, good
cinematography, stunning costumes and unique set designs.
Good introductory feature for viewers new to adult films.
Bend Over Brazilian Babes
Evil Angel Video. D. John Stagiiano. Rocco Sifftedi,
Felipe, Anna, Paula, Katia, Mayara Caluchita, Angelica, Silvia,
Sara, Carlos. 140 Min. Shot-On-Video Feature.
Young and tan and tall and lovely, the girls of
Ipanema go walking, and and when they do - the Buttman crew
goes aaah! Once again Stagliano comes through with another
lusty travelogue, combing the beaches and nightclubs of Brazil
with his patented rearend radar. Onscreen surrogates Rocco,
Felipe, and Carlos plow the bootie of many an unfamiliar yet
enticing Brazilian babe, whose firm and meaty butts are
receptive to their derricksized dicks. Always a treat.
Bendover Babes II: Buttman on the Prowl
Again
Evil Angel Productions. D. John Stagliano. Candace Heart,
Porsche Lynn, Tashawna, Angela Summers, Brandy Alexandre,
Alicyn Sterling, Tom Byron, John Staghano. 13 7 Min. Shot-On-
Video Feature.
The first Bendover Babes was a half and half compilation,
but this feature is all brand-new footage. John Stagliano, again,
as "Buttman" wanders around propositioning young ladies with
the hopes he might at least squeeze their assets and perhaps get
a little luckier. Stagliano stalks industry newcomer Tashawna
throughout Santa Monica and Venice Beach, with the grand
payoff coming in the form of a blustery butt plugging at the
hands of Tom Byron. Kym Wilde also does a pretty sexy stint
that will leave you gasping for air.
Best Buff(e) in the West
Coast to Coast Video. D. Brandy Alexandre. Brandy Alexandre,
Tiffany Mynx, Alex Jordan, Randy West, Steve Drake, Flame,
Jonathan Morgan, Biff Malibu, Jerry Butler, Marc Wallice, Justin
Case. 85 Min. Shot-On-Video Feature.
She did it once. She did it twice. Like Cheeks V, Brandy
Alexandre again directs, writes and acts in one of her videos.
This time she plays a stressed-out New York P.R. exec who
combines business with pleasure by taking on a new account in
the wilds of Montana. Brandy helps a country western bar get
more customers by organizing a best butt contest. Several of
the scenes are anal in keeping with the show's theme, and the
camera stresses the glories of the female posterior. Don't miss
Tiffany Mynx taking it up the ass. An entertaining outing with
a good storyline.
Betrayal
X-Cilement Video. D. Michael Craig. Ashlyn Gere, Mike Horner,
Cassidy, Jon Dough, Tianna Taylor, Scott Irish, Alicia Rio. 81
Min. Shot-On-Video Feature.
A tale of a couple and a pre-nuptial agreement. Mike
Horner's out to catch partner Cassidy philandering so he won't
have to pay her anything. Cassidy's trying to nail him for more
money. The rest of the cast are accomplices in the various
schemes to entrap. Technically excellent with some torrid
encounters. Ashlyn Gere and Tianna Taylor are wickedly
delightful. A very enjoyable feature.
Between Lovers
Caballero Home Video. D. Henri Pachard. Jesie St. James, John
Leslie, Georgina Spelvin, Mai Lin, Joey Silvera, 85 Min. Feature
Film.
An outrageous sex scene with Mai Lin andjohn Leslie sets
the tone for this underrated Henri Pachard classic, featuring the
tempestuous relationship of Leslie and lovely Jesie St. James.
Sparkling dialogue, nice cinematography and well-paced sex
help this film look as good today as when it was released in
1984.
Between The Cheeks 2
VCA Platinum. D. Greg Dark. Bionca, Tianna, Nikki Wilde,
Kelly Royce, Heather Lere, Kristarrah Knight, Tom Byron, Marc
Wallice, Blake Palmer, T. T. Boy, James Lewis, Wayne Summers,
Blake West. 75 Min. Shot-On-Video Feature.
The Dark Bros. haven't inundated us with product, but
when they put out something, it's a certifiable chart topper. No
different here. Plot has a chubby guy named "Fred" believing
that aliens are invading his anus. Combines bizarre situations,
weird settings, a large cast, gang bangs (Debi Diamond as
usual), masked paramours antijust so much strange and
wonderful stuff.
Beverly Hills Exposed
Essex Video. D. Robert McCallum, Hany Reems, Colleen
Brennan, Bunny Bleu, Tamara Langley, Billy Dee, Traci Duzit,
Jerry Butler, 85 Min. Feature Film.
A good Harry Reems vehicle with him as an executive
facing the "deadly problems" of the working class rich. Reems
has a typical sex filled day with wife, secretary, maid, etc. Good
production values, snappy dialogue with ad libs from Harry and
lots of Tamara Longley make this a good buy.
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