You will not be surprised to learn that the world of bondage is rule-bound, codified, and an ideological battleground. “People don’t have to use foul language and scream,” says bondage impresario Julie Simone of Aiden Starr in “Breaking Berlin,” in which Starr and Simone differ on the best way to humble the title character without splitting the vote and leaving her breaking to a third party candidate.
Of all porn’s many delightful forms, BDSM is the most regimented and the place where viewers are most likely to see something real. That is not to say that there aren’t disagreements. And when you have dominatrices disagreeing, watch out.
The petite, no-nonsense Aiden Starr leads Berlin through a progression of well-choreographed and stylized humiliations, just daring you not to take the proceedings seriously. Simone directs and occasionally takes part. Berlin is bound, gagged, penetrated, painted, and bent every which way in a day that director and stars admit was “very long.”
In a series of interviews after the film was wrapped, only Berlin seems enthusiastic. Both Simone and Starr appear to be suffering from Top Drop, a condition common to people who’ve just spent the last several hours beating the shit out of someone and getting no release themselves.
“She didn’t complain once,” Starr says of Berlin, whom she fucked with a strap-on after smearing lipstick all over Berlin’s face.
When asked if slave training “in real life” is similar to the way it was depicted in Simone’s movie, Starr snaps, “Well, there’s no sex in real slave training.”
I’ve said it before: Thank God this isn’t real slave training.
But apparently Starr was a little too salty for Simone, and Simone says that the two dommes shan’t be working together again.
“You can be cruel and still be classy,” Simone says. “I don’t like vulgar guttermouth dommes.”