Punch and Judy, violence and BDSM

Punch2The latest short story I’ve got published is one called ‘That’s the way to do it!’ It’s a BDSM take on Punch and Judy that appears in The House of Erotica, an anthology of HOE authors that’s available for FREE!! (Buy link is below).

This story was originally written for one of the Smut by the Sea anthologies but didn’t make the cut, no doubt because the dark content didn’t fit the light, sexy and smutty brief for these anthologies. But I felt it was too good a story not to get published so offered it up for this House of Erotica freebie. The story does have a certain black humour but it is dark with BDSM and violence that borders on the non-consensual. This has not been done without consideration. I wanted the story to explore our relationship with the violence in Punch and Judy Shows and how, as an audience, we respond to that.

Punch and Judy are a strange phenomenon. I haven’t seen any shows recently so I can’t comment on how they’ve adapted. After all these are plays for children that contain scenes of wife battering, infanticide and asphyxiation! I think as a child you see this in much the same way as cartoon violence – you can see it’s violent and you know it’s wrong, but it has a feel of not being real.

I think audiences have a strange relationship with Punch character and that connection between him and ‘the crowd’ was something I wanted to bring out in the story. We know he treats Judy abominably, we know he batters babies (not a theme I use in my story I should stress!) yet we have a very mixed response to the overt misogyny and violence in the plays. And there is a fascination with how through being mischievous and a trickster Punch gets away with it all. So, when we come to his encounters with figures of authority like the police, the judge, the hangman or the devil, all characters that can appear in the plays, we can end up rooting for him. I also think that for the class of people these plays were watched by it was fun to see the figures of authority get outwitted by the rogue Punch.

The idea of how crowd mentality influences behaviour and this exploration of violence and how we respond to it are ones I wanted the story to deal with. So, the reader is left to decide his or her response to what happens to Judy in the story without any comment about its morality from the author.

Story blurb

Oh deary deary me. That Judy. You know she’s so rude and naughty. She deserves to be punished, doesn’t she boys and girls? Yes, I knew you’d agree. I’ll whack her with my stick, shall I? And what if she loses my sawsiges, my luverly sawsiges I wanted for lunch. She’ll deserve even more punishment then, won’t she boys and girls? She’s all mine you know. I won’t let any hangman or devil take her away from me. I’m far too mischievous and clever to let that happen. And then I’ll be able to punish her all I want, won’t I? Rootitootitoo-it, that’s the way to do it!

House of Erotica collectionAbout the book

A tale of a young woman who has fallen in with the wrong crowd; an insight into the lives of a travelling burlesque group; an engaging account of an evening of bondage and a story about a voluptuous socialite – just a few of the scenarios you will encounter in this fantastic assortment of brand new stories from House of Erotica.

With contributions from some of the erotica’s best-loved authors, this nine-story collection is a great introduction to our catalogue which covers every fantasy imaginable. So whether you want to read about friends with benefits, one-night stands, hot southern summers or prudish young women, this tantalising taster of short stories is sure to have something for everyone.

The anthology also contains stories from the following authors: Nicole Gestalt, Lucy Felthouse, Olivia London, Vanessa de Sade, H L Lola, Sybil Rush, Erin Pim and Dee Voyse

‘That’s the way to do it,’ my story in the anthology, is a dark BDSM twist on Punch and Judy.

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Story extract

It was then I heard the voice, that voice; the voice from my childhood nightmares.

“Come on Punch. Don’t be shy, say hello to the boys and girls.”

“Oh deary, deary, deary me! Hello boys and girls. My name is Punchinello, all dressed in red and yellow, I’m such a clever fellow. Rootitootitoo-it!…Where’s that Judy?!”

It was the strangest sensation. I felt myself being hoisted up towards the seam of light high above me as if by some invisible force that had complete control over me. I still couldn’t exert any control over my body and as I felt myself being raised up, my arms and legs dangling helplessly in the air, until all of a sudden my head emerged into the light. A dazzling sun shone in my eyes but as they adjusted to the brilliant light I looked on in horror. I found myself hanging there stark naked exposed for everybody to see, my breasts jiggling in the sunshine, looking out on a crowd of people.

“Oh look boys and girls; it’s Judy,” announced an anonymous disembodied voice.

Except they weren’t boys and girls at all, they were all adults. There was a sea of faces staring back at me, ogling my nakedness and mocking my predicament.

I was in a puppet show, my body controlled by an invisible puppeteer and there, right alongside me, was the figure from my childhood nightmares…Punch. His wooden painted face leered at me with a grin.

“How ‘bout a kiss? Kissy, kissy, kissy!”

The wooden face with its hideous hooked nose and its chin sticking out, its gaudy red painted cheeks and black fixed eyes advanced towards me. The wooden jaw closed up and the puppet planted a kiss on my immobile reluctant lips. I tried to pull away but was powerless. I felt the shiny varnish surface on my mouth.

“That’s the way to do it!” Punch called out and the crowd roared with laughter.

“Judy’s a naughty girl, isn’t she boys and girls. Look at her. She’s got no clothes on. Totally naked. Naughty rude girl, isn’t she? Do you think she should be punished boys and girls?”

“Yes,” the crowd roared back in unison and then individual calls came out. “Punish her Punch! Smack her Punch! Whack her Punch!”

I couldn’t understand. Why were they being so horrible to me? It was such a humiliation to be made a spectacle of in front of this baying crowd.

“Naughty Judy. Now bend over Judy.”