He Loves Me In Collars & Cuffs

If you find yourself mysteriously chubbing up while browsing the Play & Wear section at Petco, He Loves Me in Collars & Cuffs is your boner jam. Seasoned bondage buffs, however, might ultimately feel like their chains are being yanked. There’s nothing really wrong with this effort. In fact, there’s a fair amount that’s right with it, starting with the rich, moody production and the array of female talent trotted out, Westminster Dog Show-style, before receiving a ration of blood bone. Bunny-faced blonde Aaliyah Love, adorned with pink cuffs and a black collar, is blindfolded and led on a leash to a couch, where she’s spanked and flogged until her hindquarters glow crimson. Her nipples are slapped to attention in a slow, rolling buildup to the sex, which is a promising start. Once the screwing begins, however, it’s pretty standard fare. Love’s suitor casts aside his belt, which could easily have been used as an additional tool of discipline. This is couples fare, for couples in which one partner hopes to convince the other to take a light slapping with the tapping. The sex, vanilla as it might be, is satisfying—Love is thoroughly face-fucked to gratifying effect. And Tommy Pistol, a standout in any title, convincingly portrays a man who’s desperate to transfer his pain to his sexual playmate as he flogs the ass of pretty brunette Casey Calvert. Still, He Loves Me in Collars & Cuffs will leave some viewers wishing that the kinks were, well, kinkier. —P.D.R