Samantha Bentley is a legend – a buxom Brit who was already a popular erotic model before she hit the headlines for her appearances in everyone’s favorite TV show, “Game of Thrones.” First featured as a bathhouse extra in season four, she was invited back for a featured role as the gorgeous Daenerys-lookalike hooker in the ass-revealing dress in season five, episode three; once seen, never forgotten!
Unusually for a crossover star, Samantha’s mainstream success hasn’t diminished her appetite for pushing boundaries one little bit; and she’s caused controversy again recently with a series of photoshoots with The Life Erotic photographer Freyr which caused an outcry in the British tabloid press – check out today’s photoset “Sacrilege,” which shows Samantha and Faye Taylor naked outside a church. Sam’s response to the fuss has been typically level-headed; fiercely intelligent, funny and candid, she’s one of the best spokeswomen for erotica I’ve ever had the pleasure of getting to know. I hope you’ll enjoy getting better acquainted with her too…
Samantha, what’s the story behind those outdoor photoshoots with Freyr.
SB: I was freezing. Freyr is one of my favorite photographers though, so I didn't complain too much. I'm comfortable with nudity so I never worry about being naked in public. We were in Norway, first in Røros and then in Vingebu. Norway is my favorite country, I would love to live there full time. I went backpacking on my own two years ago and have been desperate to go back ever since, so to me this wasn't really work at all. In Røros a few people saw us. We were in the town center.
Were you surprised by the controversy in the British press?
SB: I was surprised it got so much attention. I do porn at the end of the day, I had no idea one Instagram post of me naked but fully covering myself would cause a stir. It began with the local Røros news, then internationally in Norway and followed by the Sun [British tabloid newspaper]. It is a bizarre story.
How has life changed for you since appearing in “Game of Thrones”?
SB: It really boosted my career, having a credit in “Game Of Thrones” is a great addition for anyone.
Please tell us more about yourself.
SB: I was born and raised in south London, I bought a house in north London last year and am about to move into my second house in Shoreditch with my boyfriend. I enjoy yoga, writing, making music, playing piano, walking my dogs, sex, drawing, making things and generally being creative. I have a cat called Creep that now lives with my dad because I don't have a garden anymore and I have two dogs, a pug called Fang and an English Bull terrier called Frankie.
What inspired you to get into nude modeling?
SB: Actually it was Ariel Piper Fawn [model turned Producer on our sister site SexArt, who has cast Samantha in some excellent roles]. I saw pictures of her on MetArt when I was 18 and doing Page 3 [topless modeling] in the UK and I thought, ‘I wanna do nude.’
What is your favorite thing about your appearance?
SB: My eyes. Big and blue.
How do you keep in such good shape?
SB: Lots of yoga, walking the dogs and I fuck like a maniac.
How long have you been making films?
SB: I've been taking my clothes off on camera for about ten years and doing actual porn movies for about six.
What do you enjoy most about making movies?
SB: Traveling. I'm very spoilt with where I get to go.
Do you like to watch your own movies?
SB: Yes but literally only to see what I've done well and what not to do ever again.
How would you describe your personality?
SB: Loyal, stubborn, ambitious, neurotic and a bit annoying.
Are you a romantic person?
SB: Yes. I love romance and I love love and being in love. I'm a lowkey sucker for chick flicks.
Are you an exhibitionist?
SB: Yes, 100 percent.
Do you have a high sex drive?
SB: Yes. My boyfriend didn't realize what he signed up for.
Are you more dominant or more submissive?
SB: Definitely sub in the bedroom. I love to be controlled.
Did you have sex with a girl in your personal life before you started to make movies?
SB: Yes I lost my virginity to a girl, and I dated girls before I ever dated guys. In men I like dark hair and dark eyes. Tattoos. Good music taste. Intelligence, humor and must have a good job. I don't want a scrub. In girls I don't really have a type. I like intelligence and I like girls that are up for anything. I like soft skin, and a nice smell.
What is your favorite position?
SB: I hate this question. I like anything that makes me cum.
What turns you on?
SB: Neck biting and a sense of humor.
Where is the most unusual place you’ve ever had sex?
SB: On the side of the motorway in the rain. Doing it in public places is one of my fetishes. Restaurant toilets, nightclubs, on a train, side of the road, parking lot, in a strip club.
Do you masturbate with your fingers, or toys?
SB: I use my wand. I'm lazy.
Where do you like to meet guys?
SB: To be honest every boyfriend I've ever had, I've met through friends. I've never been picked up in a bar because I tend to always be in a relationship. I've never had a one night stand.
Do you remember your first kiss?
SB: Yes. I was 13 and it was New Year's Eve and it was a neighbor that I went to school with.
How about your first orgasm?
SB: It was in the shower on vacation in the south of France with my family. I had read a book where the girl used the shower head to masturbate, so I tried it.
Have you ever had a threesome?
SB: I lost my virginity in a threesome. Me, my friend and the guitarist of a band, in his dressing room. Since then I've had my fair share. My favorite was last year on New Year's Eve with my boyfriend and a cute call girl I met in Amsterdam. She was amazing.
Do you believe in open relationships?
SB: If there is trust then yes. It's not for me, I've done it before but I'm very jealous. I love threesomes but nothing without my other half involved.
Do you like kinky play?
SB: I used to love being tied up and fucked really hard until I was bruised. I also love being choked out until I pass out.
What are your ambitions?
SB: I want to direct eventually and work on my music.
You can follow Samantha on Instagram, Snapchat and Twitter: @thebadbentley
From the outside, looking in, it’s easy to see how you might think Shibari is all about BDSM and sex play, but the truth is far more complex than that. Its origins lie far back in Japan’s 14th century feudal system where a form of rope bondage known as Hojojutsu was used by Samurai to restrain their prisoners. Samurai lived under a strict code of honor; a prisoner was to be treated well, thus the binding techniques used were a reflection of the status the captive held. The rigging itself became an art form through the ages, and then in the 1800s a new form of erotic Hojojutsu emerged, which evolved into the Shibari we know today. Shibari practitioners consider it an art form, clearly taking it far above the realm of sadomasochism. Beyond the fact that one participant will be tied up while the other does the tying, there is little in the way of domination.
When I tell people that I like being tied up, they generally think of dungeons, dress up and roleplay – getting handcuffed to the bed or roped into a position that is primarily sexual – but this is far from the reality. Shibari isn’t about sex. That’s not to say that I don’t have sex after a Shibari session, only that it doesn’t happen every time. It’s not even about the relationship between me and the rope artist. Of course, we do have a relationship, and a very good one, but when we practise Shibari, for me at least, it is about the release.
It is a paradox that when I am bound, when I am as far from physical freedom as it is possible to get, I am also at my freest. When I am unable to move because of the constraints – knots that are tied to ensure that even the slightest of movements is restricted – I feel free of all the day’s anxieties and stresses. Perhaps it is because I am unable to do anything about these daily problems that I feel so free. Perhaps it is because, in order for Shibari to work, I have to put myself entirely in the hands of another. It’s probably a mixture of the two, to tell you the truth, because I often flit between these two explanations, depending on who I am explaining it to.
There are many ways we enjoy Shibari. Some sessions are entirely for my benefit, involving lots of convoluted knots and binds, often with me being suspended from the ceiling in some way that means if I close my eyes I lose all sense of where I am, as if I’m floating in a cloud. Other sessions are more for my partner’s benefit, and these can go one of two ways. He enjoys the beauty of the ropes, binding me in dazzling ways that somehow seem to emphasize my body’s appeal. And then there are those times when the sessions end with us fucking, where he suspends me from the ceiling and binds me so that certain parts of me are exposed…
Anna Rose is an interesting character – elegant and somewhat reserved, but delightfully passionate and uninhibited when it comes to sex. She’s also stunningly beautiful, with long jet-black hair, come-to-bed eyes, sensational legs and a peachy bottom, and an exotic look that suggests Native American or Eurasian as well as Eastern European heritage.
I met Anna Rose in Prague when she was shooting with director Andrej Lupin for our sister site SexArt, and I was taken aback by how friendly and easy-going she was, given that she excels at playing sexually domineering and even bitchy roles. Check out “Bittersweet Tale” for a simply breathtaking example of this – it’s one of my movies of the year!
Here at The Life Erotic, Anna Rose has appeared in four movies, all directed by unconventional genius Charles Lakante. In two she plays only an intriguing supporting role, but in “Haunting” and “Lágrimas Do Coração” she takes center stage with some deliciously kinky wax and bondage play. It’s bound to leave you wanting more from her.
Producer Ariel Piper Fawn interviewed Anna Rose for the SexArt blog while she was on location with Team Lupin; you can watch the full interview here but here is a taster from this gorgeous starlet…
Anna Rose, please tell us a little about yourself.
AR: I'm 20, and I'm from Ostrava, Czech Republic. I’ve been modeling for two years. I have two dogs. I sleep in my free time. And I like dance music in general, no particular artist.
What do you like most about your appearance?
AR: I like my butt, my hair and my eyes.
What do you enjoy about shooting movies?
AR: I like when there's something really happening in the movie. When it's not just about sex. I enjoy that.
How would you describe your personality?
AR: I'm hot tempered, goal-directed, I'm wicked, but sometimes I'm good. I'm not very friendly, I keep a distance from people. I’m not a romantic.
Are you an exhibitionist?
AR: Yes. Otherwise I couldn't do this job. I think everybody is.
Do you have a high sex drive?
AR: There are times when I need it all the time, and sometimes I don't want it at all.
Are you more dominant, or submissive?
AR: At home I'm submissive. That's why I need a big guy. I'm a different girl at work.
What kind of man do you like?
AR: He has to be tall, sturdy. I don't like when a man is skinny. And he has to be charismatic, have something that catches my eye. Something inside him.
What's your favorite sex position?
AR: Doggy style.
What turns you on?
AR: In my personal life I like when he pulls my hair, spanks me or spits in my face. That's what I like.
What's the most unusual place you've had sex?
AR: We did it in the basement of an apartment house. It was a walk-through room and we were surprised by a passing man.
Do you remember your first orgasm?
AR: Yes, and I didn't have it until I was 18. It was the first one I really felt. Until then it had been pleasurable, of course, but it wasn't a climax.
Do you like to masturbate?
AR: Yes. I prefer using my fingers, but I enjoy it on the top rather than inside.
Is there anything you’d like to try?
AR: I'd like to have a lot of guys all at once!
It was my first time in a place like this. A friend had recommended the club. There was nothing strange about the lobby; it was all very chic. I was greeted warmly by a pretty receptionist, who handed me my safe word, checked my ID, and got me to fill out a nondisclosure contract, before escorting me to my room.
My fetish is a little unusual. I have a thing for cling wrap. I love how it feels against my skin, and the constriction as the plastic tightens. I undressed and laid my clothes in a neat stack. I was perfectly clean-shaven and freshly showered because the plastic makes me sweat like crazy. My hair is very long, so I pinned it up in a bun for more freedom of movement. Then I heard a knock – my Mistress was at the door.
I sat on the floor, naked, with my head down and my hands over my lap, assuming the position. My heart pounded as the clacking of her heels came closer. The first thing I saw was her black leather boots. I wanted to look up, but I was afraid. I guessed she was dressed in a sexy leather catsuit. Her thighs squeaked as she walked around me.
First, she placed a large box of plastic wrap down and started to stretch it out. Then, she knelt down and tied a thick black scarf over my eyes. I only caught a glimpse of her beautiful face. My body tensed abruptly now that I couldn't see.
“What fun am I going to have with your hair like this?” she sighed. I tried to reply, but no sound came out. My voice was trapped behind a nervous lump in my throat. I felt her hands unravel my hair and weave through it as she braided it. She stood me up and made me spread my legs. I could hear her stretching the plastic wrap out. The sound of it ripping over the teeth of the box was haunting.
“You smell delicious,” she purred. “Good enough to eat.” My lips quivered and my pussy moistened as she ran her tongue down my cleavage and over my stomach. The slow warm slide made me insanely aroused. She gave my clit a slight wet flick with the tip of her tongue and moved away. My knees were shaking, craving more. She pushed a ball of the plastic wrap into my pussy, using her fingers to stuff it deep.
“You have such a tight little pussy,” she said. “I can barely fit my fingers inside you.” I was still speechless. She wound more plastic wrap around my hips, encircling my body. Then, she wrapped tight loops of it across my stomach and even more over my breasts, finally crisscrossing up and around my neck. I heard more plastic ripping from the box; then froze in shock as I felt it wrap over my mouth. My safe word was useless if I couldn't talk. I didn't know what she was going to do to me. The thrilling fear made me so wet, I could feel moisture leaking from my pussy, squishing over the film inside me.
I heard a clanking noise above me. She took my wrists and wrapped them in plastic, binding them together, then raised my arms above my head and hooked them to something metallic. I was completely helpless. I was so scared, I almost burst into tears – but I was excited, too. I felt the urge to escape, but I couldn't move. I could hear her laughing, so amused by seeing me struggle.
Suddenly, I felt the heat of her body press against mine. The leather-clad swell of her breasts grazed over me, her hands soothing me as they ran down my waist. She popped the plastic that was over my mouth and I gasped for more air. I calmed down a little, feeling her soft lips on mine. Then I felt a hard tug at my braid, forcing my head back. She kissed my neck gently and pulled my face closer, my hair still wrapped around her hand. I was so confused. How could she kiss me so sweetly while she tormented me this way? Everything she was doing was making me so horny. I pressed my thighs together to try and squeeze some tension out.
“Calm down,” she said teasingly. “Look at you! I haven't even started and your legs are shaking already!” Her words made me flush with shame. I felt powerless, my composure shattered.
She knelt and ran her tongue up and down my thighs. I began to whimper helplessly as she licked higher. She hadn't even touched my pussy and I was already close to coming. The tight plastic was squeezing my orgasm back like the taut aim of a slingshot. She kept teasing my inner thighs to the point where I was half-crazed. I was biting my bottom lip so hard, I could taste the indentation my teeth made. I wanted to cry. I tried to close my legs, but her tight grip kept my ankles apart.
She finally began to lick higher, her warm mouth surrounding my pussy through the plastic. I started moaning louder, trembling wildly. Just a few licks were all it took for my orgasm to rise. In the midst of the sensation, she let go of me. She pulled the plastic wrap out of my pussy and ripped through the film surrounding me, finally letting my skin breathe. I felt her mouth on me again, her tongue whirling around my drenched slot. My orgasm became a continuing force. When I thought the last throb would die down, another wave flowed through me. My pussy was so wound up, it felt like I was never going to stop coming. I had never felt anything so intense or powerful in my entire life.
She moved away again, and I heard a buzzing noise. “Yes!” I thought. “Whatever it is, please fuck me with it. I need to let all of this out!” My cunt was aching to be filled. Sure enough, I felt the thickness of a vibrating dildo surge inside me. My pussy was so gushing wet, I could hear the squelching of each thrust. She fucked me deep and hard, the toy pounding at my G-spot. Then, her tender mouth sucked my clit again. The hard vibrating thrusts and her soft tongue drove me over the edge. Multiple orgasms burst through me with unimaginable force. I screamed my way through it, tears streaming down my face.
When I was exhausted, she took the dildo out slowly and tossed it aside. My chest was heaving, my tears flowing. She untied the scarf from my face. The hiccupping gasps of my breath finally calmed when I saw her tender gaze. She kissed me softly. The taste of her mouth was so satisfying. We kissed passionately for a while, making me almost forget about the torment I’d been through.
“Loose,” I sighed, finally using my safe word. She smiled sweetly as she unwound the plastic from my wrists.
I can't get the memory of that experience out of my head. I can never look at cling wrap the same way again. When I see it in the grocery store, I pick it up and stare at the box. Then, I smile.
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