Once again, Jamie Gillis proves himself the Peerless Leader of all things perverse. Only Gillis can get away with wielding this much power dressed in a simple sweatshirt and khakis; next to him, all those expensively outfitted Dominants in leather and spikes look like preening bitch-boys.
Gillis provides an entertaining hour's worth of D/s in the form of punishing women; his quick sarcastic wit and sadistic physical bent are put to excellent use as he doggie-trains two little puppy-girls. No set-ups here, but Gillis manages to create the proper atmosphere with props - leashes, collars, water bowls, and this reviewer's favorite: a rolled-up newspaper. And, of course, there's that kibble-like substance that just might actually be dog food (those familiar with the Iggy Pop song won't be able to get it out of their heads after watching the tape).
Gillis and slender Shawn Lesser open the vid, with Lesser lapping water from her bowl incorrectly. "Stupid bitch dog," Gillis snaps, making her lick his shoes ("C'mon, spick and span, bitch,"), beg for treats, and endure some harder-than-the-norm breath-training, with one hand over her mouth and the other pinching her nostrils shut. And, yes, that rolled-up newspaper is utilized wonderfully - Gillis beats Lesser with it when she humps his leg in a lackluster manner. Lesser seems genuinely upset by Gillis' torment, but she exudes such a Victim vibe; she takes it all with sad, sad resignation.
More to this reviewer's taste is the second (and final) scene. Mara Mills is a pretty girl, but she's made the criminal mistake of not wearing "puppy shoes" (whatever that is). Instead, she's wearing the stripper staple of white platform pumps - hey, she's got it coming just for sporting that Fashion Don't. She and Gillis romp around in a cold, stark bathroom and the punishment gets pretty intense. Between the newspaper roll creating angry red welts on her nude body, the multitude of facial smacks she receives and the indignation of having "dog food" smeared on her face, Mills' stoic demeanor collapses and tears finally roll down her face. The mixture of hurt, resentment and fury in her dark eyes is captivating.
Gillis doesn't miss a trick - he notices the effect he's having on her emotionally and he's delightfully relentless; taunting her, pushing her temper to the limit. "It's feeding time and you don't appreciate it?" he sneers, smearing a handful of food-like substance across her unhappy visage and chest. She doesn't like it, or him, it seems. And the whole drama makes for one fuck of an interesting D/s tape - as well as a strong pre-nom for Best BDSM Tape.