I​ ​Accidentally​ Walked​ In​ On​ A​ Porn​ Set

Fruit​ ​salad

or​ ​rather

 how​ ​I​ ​accidentally​ ​walked​ ​in​ ​on​ ​a​ ​porn​ ​set.

I​ ​had​ ​been​ ​shooting​ ​for​ ​about​ ​a​ ​year, I​ ​was​ ​very​ ​close​ ​to​ ​hitting​ ​a​ ​few​ ​huge​ ​milestones and​ ​start​ ​getting​ ​paid​ ​work​ ​as​ ​a​ ​fashion​ ​and​ ​commercial​ ​photographer.​ ​Before​ ​any money​ ​had​ ​ever​ ​changed​ ​hands,​ ​I​ ​was​ ​invited​ ​by​ ​a​ ​photographer​ ​I​ ​knew​ ​to​ ​come​ ​and take​ ​part​ ​in​ ​a​ ​group​ ​photo​ ​shoot​ ​event.​ ​There​ ​would​ ​be​ ​about​ ​12​ ​photographers​ ​and​ ​as many​ ​models​ ​including​ ​food​ ​and​ ​drink.​ ​There​ ​was​ ​normally​ ​a​ ​participation​ ​fee​ ​but​ ​I​ ​had been​ ​requested​ ​by​ ​one​ ​of​ ​the​ ​models​ ​to​ ​be​ ​in​ ​attendance.

At​ ​this​ ​point,​ ​I​ ​was​ ​just​ ​a​ ​nice​ ​kid​ ​with​ ​a​ ​camera​ ​and​ ​had​ ​no​ ​idea​ ​what​ ​to​ ​do​ ​with​ ​it.

It​ ​was​ ​about​ ​a 2.5​ ​hours​ ​drive​ ​north​ ​to​ ​a​ ​lovely​ ​beach​ ​house​ ​that​ ​looked​ ​like​ ​a​ ​weekend escape​ ​destination.​ ​Beautifully​ ​manicured​ ​frontage​ ​with​ ​a​ ​tropical​ ​vibe.​ ​There​ ​was​ ​a sign​ ​on​ ​the​ ​door​ ​suggesting​ ​photographers​ ​make​ ​their​ ​way​ ​around​ ​the​ ​back​ ​via​ ​the​ ​side gate.

I​ ​swear,​ ​the​ ​large​ ​pool​ ​was​ ​surrounded​ ​by​ ​about​ ​an​ ​acre​ ​of​ ​timber​ ​decking​ ​with​ ​a barbeque​ ​large​ ​enough​ ​to​ ​cook​ ​for​ ​an​ ​army.​ ​I​ ​was​ ​quickly​ ​met​ ​by​ ​the​ ​model​ ​I​ ​had worked​ ​with​ ​once​ ​before​ ​and​ ​she​ ​introduced​ ​me​ ​to​ ​one​ ​or​ ​two​ ​of​ ​the​ ​other​ ​models​ ​and photographers​ ​there​ ​that​ ​she​ ​knew.

One​ ​of​ ​the​ ​models​ ​was​ ​cutting​ ​up​ ​lots​ ​of​ ​fruit​ ​off​ ​to​ ​one​ ​side.​ ​I​ ​was​ ​approached​ ​by another​ ​model​ ​I​ ​hadn’t​ ​yet​ ​met​ ​to​ ​photograph​ ​her​ ​in​ ​the​ ​pool. We went​ ​through​ ​a​ ​few​ ​simple​ ​poses,​​ ​through​ ​the​ ​session​ ​her​ ​bikini​ ​top​ ​came loose​ ​and​ ​fell​ ​to​ ​one​ ​side.​ ​I​ ​awkwardly​ ​pointed​ ​out​ ​that​ ​she​ ​was​ ​exposed​ ​ and she​ ​laughed​ ​at​ ​me.​ ​She​ ​knew,​ ​IT​ ​WAS​ ​ON​ ​PURPOSE!

I​ ​can​ ​laugh​ ​at​ ​his​ ​happening​ ​now,​ ​I​ ​am​ ​now​ ​a​ ​very​ ​open​ ​minded​ ​and​ ​very​ ​difficult​ ​to shock​ ​kind​ ​of​ ​person​ ​but​ ​it​ ​begs​ ​the​ ​question​ ​that​ ​no​ ​caution​ ​was​ ​taken​ ​here​ ​to​ ​ensure that​ ​I​ ​was​ ​ok​ ​with​ ​this.​ ​If​ ​the​ ​roles​ ​were​ ​reversed​ ​it​ ​could​ ​be​ ​perceived​ ​as​ ​very unsettling.​ ​With​ ​all​ ​the​ ​latest​ ​allegations​ ​rocking​ ​the​ ​Hollywood​ ​Press,​ ​it​ ​is​ ​actually comforting​ ​to​ ​be​ ​able​ ​to​ ​see​ ​and​ ​experience​ ​tangible​ ​progress​ ​in​ ​these​ ​areas.

Anyway…

One​ ​of​ ​her​ ​friends​ ​arrived​ ​and​ ​she​ ​thanked​ ​me​ ​and​ ​skitted​ ​away.​ ​I​ ​sat​ ​down​ ​to​ ​chat​ ​to the​ ​photographer​ ​I​ ​knew​ ​who​ ​had​ ​also​ ​just​ ​arrived​ ​at​ ​the​ ​event.​ ​A​ ​very​ ​sheltered​ ​man with​ ​broken​ ​English.​ ​He​ ​wasn’t​ ​sure​ ​what​ ​he​ ​had​ ​walked​ ​into​ ​either.

The​ ​model​ ​I​ ​knew​ ​came​ ​back​ ​over​ ​and​ ​said​ ​one​ ​of​ ​the​ ​models​ ​wanted​ ​to​ ​do​ ​some​ ​shots with​ ​the​ ​Fetish​ ​props​ ​in​ ​one​ ​of​ ​the​ ​rooms!​ ​Very​ ​light​ ​bondage​ ​stuff.​ ​Some​ ​silk​ ​ties connected​ ​to​ ​a​ ​large​ ​rack.​ ​Nothing​ ​to​ ​extreme​ ​here.​ ​A​ ​few​ ​well​ ​placed​ ​lights​ ​made​ ​it quite​ ​dark​ ​and​ ​created​ ​a​ ​nice​ ​sensual​ ​mood​ ​coupled​ ​with​ ​lace​ ​corsetry​ ​and​ ​whatnot.​ ​I was​ ​comfortable​ ​here.​ ​I​ ​was​ ​in​ ​my​ ​element.​ ​A​ ​few​ ​other​ ​photographers​ ​jumped​ ​in​ ​to grab​ ​some​ ​shots​ ​as​ ​they​ ​really​ ​liked​ ​my​ ​lighting​ ​setup.​ ​This​ ​actually​ ​gave​ ​me​ ​a​ ​major buzz.​ ​They​ ​all​ ​had​ ​much​ ​better​ ​cameras​ ​than​ ​me​ ​and​ ​so​ ​it​ ​was​ ​one​ ​of​ ​the​ ​first​ ​times​ ​I felt​ ​like​ ​I​ ​might​ ​not​ ​be​ ​pretending.​ ​The​ ​photography​ ​industry​ ​is​ ​a​ ​very​ ​self-loathing​ ​place. Most​ ​peoples​ ​are​ ​assholes​ ​to​ ​each​ ​other.

As​ ​we​ ​were​ ​finishing​ ​up,​ ​someone​ ​let​ ​us​ ​know​ ​that​ ​lunch​ ​was​ ​ready.

Lunch​ ​was​ ​the​ ​fruit​ ​salad.

A​ ​fruit​ ​salad​ ​laid​ ​out​ ​on​ ​top​ ​of​ ​one​ ​of​ ​the​ ​models.​ ​Sans​ ​clothing.

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I​ ​didn’t​ ​have​ ​any​ ​lunch​ ​that​ ​day.

At​ ​this​ ​point​ ​I​ ​decided​ ​I​ ​was​ ​probably​ ​going​ ​to​ ​call​ ​it​ ​a​ ​day.​ ​I​ ​didn’t​ ​have​ ​any​ ​problems with​ ​nudity​ ​or​ ​working​ ​with​ ​and​ ​around​ ​it.​ ​I​ ​wasn’t​ ​extremely​ ​happy​ ​with​ ​how​ ​the​ ​event had​ ​been​ ​organised​ ​with​ ​only​ ​some​ ​of​ ​the​ ​models​ ​and​ ​photographers​ ​being​ ​aware​ ​that there​ ​would​ ​be​ ​more​ ​going​ ​on​ ​than​ ​just​ ​for​ ​the​ ​creation​ ​of​ ​art and portfolio​ ​building exercises.

My​ ​bag​ ​was​ ​back​ ​inside​ ​the​ ​house,​ ​I​ ​was​ ​giving​ ​the​ ​people​ ​I​ ​knew​ ​a​ ​lift​ ​to​ ​the​ ​station. We​ ​all​ ​agreed​ ​to​ ​leave​ ​and​ ​so​ ​we​ ​went​ ​in​ ​to​ ​grab​ ​my​ ​gear.​ ​As​ ​we​ ​went​ ​inside,​ ​we​ ​were greeted​ ​by​ ​a​ ​sight​ ​I​ ​will​ ​never​ ​forget.

This​ ​was​ ​around​ ​2009.​ ​Super​ ​high​ ​speed​ ​internet​ ​was​ ​still​ ​not​ ​entirely​ ​common.​ ​I​ ​had seen​ ​plenty​ ​of​ ​porn​ ​but​ ​it​ ​was​ ​not​ ​as​ ​much​ ​a​ ​part​ ​of​ ​the​ ​tapestry​ ​that​ ​makes​ ​up​ ​the internet​ ​as​ ​it​ ​is​ ​today.

Legs​ ​spread​ ​eagle,​ ​strapped​ ​in​ ​and​ ​or​ ​onto​ ​a​ ​shoddy,​ ​homemade​ ​bench​ ​was​ ​one​ ​of the​ ​models​ ​I​ ​hadn’t​ ​met.​ ​It​ ​was​ ​surrounded​ ​by​ ​about​ ​5​ ​photographers​ ​who happily documented​ ​the​ ​experience.​ ​The​ ​machine​ ​that​ ​was​ ​doing​ ​all​ ​the​ ​work​ ​was​ ​sluggish. Accompanied​ ​by​ ​a​ ​dull​ ​whirr​ ​and​ ​clunk.​ ​It​ ​was​ ​not​ ​pretty.​ ​It​ ​was​ ​not​ ​flattering.​ ​Again​ ​it was​ ​not​ ​announced​ ​or​ ​agreed​ ​upon​ ​for​ ​some​ ​of​ ​us.

I​ ​learned​ ​a​ ​host​ ​of​ valuable​ ​lessons​ ​on​ ​this​ ​day​ ​about​ ​communication​ ​and​ ​consent within the BDSM scene.​ ​The fact​ ​was,​ ​I​ ​hadn’t​ ​thought​ ​much​ ​about​ ​these​ ​things​ ​but​ ​if​ ​I​ ​could​ ​feel​ ​uneasy,​ ​as​ ​a​ ​male, with​ ​a​ ​camera​ ​in​ ​these​ ​situations​ ​then​ ​it​ ​should​ ​be​ ​at​ ​the​ ​forefront​ ​of​ ​everyone’s​ ​minds at​ ​all​ ​times.

I​ ​have​ ​never​ ​allowed​ ​control​ ​of​ ​a​ ​creative​ ​get​ ​together​ ​to​ ​be​ ​out​ ​of​ ​my​ ​hands​ ​again.​ ​Any work​ ​I​ ​have​ ​done​ ​since​ ​in​ ​the​ ​BDSM, Kink and Fetish​ ​categories​ ​have​ ​always​ ​been​ ​one​ ​on one in​ ​private​ ​sessions​ ​between​ ​myself​ ​and​ ​the​ ​model, couple, rigger and/or client.

​Something​ ​like​ ​this​ ​can​ ​so​ ​easily​ ​tarnish​ ​reputations​ ​or​ ​cause​ ​serious​ ​trouble​ ​for​ ​groups or​ ​individuals​ ​with​ ​poor​ ​organisation.​ ​I​ ​stopped​ ​going​ ​to​ ​these​ ​kinds​ ​events​ ​unless​ ​I knew​ ​the​ ​organisers​ ​personally​ ​and​ ​even​ ​then​ ​it​ ​was​ ​to​ ​only​ ​ever​ ​be​ ​introduced​ ​to someone​ ​who​ ​wanted​ ​to​ ​work​ ​with​ ​me.​ ​It​ ​was​ ​a​ ​very​ ​steep​ ​learning​ ​curve​ ​from​ ​this​ ​day forward​ ​to​ ​navigate​ ​becoming​ ​a​ ​successful​ ​photographer​ ​both​ ​in​ ​and​ ​out​ ​of​ ​the​ ​kink world.

 

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JJ Maher has been a professional photographer since 2008 covering all facets from shiny glamour to wedding photographs. As he progressed in his career he began to specialize in portraits of people with particular interest in adult erotica and those living outside of the norm in society. His magnificent portfolio speaks for itself and we welcome his insight and stories of his shoots, how he meets his subjects and the interesting tales he has to tell. Oh, and he is also right into music !

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