Website Logo

The Appeal of BDSM in Horror Movies

We explore the appeal of BDSM horror movies and why they turn us on. What similarities do they have to our own kink and fetish scenes?

 

BDSM in pop culture

Never one to shy away from sexual controversy, in her video, Bitch Better Have My ***, Rihanna poses as a kinky gangster. She kidnaps a woman and subjects her to all kinds of fetish ***, before taking her on board as part of her girl gang.

Sexualised *** is present everywhere. From see-through bondage wear to naked *** scenes and rubber-gloved hands softly stroking a selection of knives. It’s kinky and dirty from start to finish, but Rihanna isn’t alone in blending erotic imagery with ***. BDSM horror movies have been doing it for a long time.

 

sign up banner fetish.com

 

Are they vanilla flicks or BDSM horror movies?

Early slasher films like Friday 13th (1980), are rammed with naked couples getting it on around the campfire before being sliced up in gory Technicolor. In Halloween (1978), the only survivor is virginal Laurie Strode (Jamie Lee Curtis), who lives to see her slutty friends die horribly.

One of them lies in bed after having sex. The killer enters wearing a sheet - pretending to be her (freshly dead) boyfriend dressed as a ghost. She sits up topless and asks him 'see anything you like?’ This bit of erotic contemplation is neatly sandwiched between her boyfriend’s gruesome death, where he’s pinned to the wall with a knife, and hers, where she is strangled.

 

A legendary BDSM horror movie

The iconic Hellraiser (1987) brews up a heady mix of *** and pleasure. This very British film looks at power play in a relationship. It explores how sadomasochistic desire pushes sleazy Frank Cotton (Sean Chapman) to the ultimate limits of sensuality.

When he opens an oriental box, he releases the coenobites, a bunch of bondage freaks with a vicious streak that goes way beyond oversized strap-ons and genital ***. Hellraiser is extremely graphic, and although the special effects might look dated to a contemporary audience, it’s an incredible ride.

In one scene those kinky demons chase Frank down and pull him apart with chains and hooks, but he’s all over that. Licking his lips and smiling till the end, he mutters ‘Jesus wept’. The coenobites revel in their extreme appearance and application of ***, telling Frank they are ‘devils to some, angels to others’.

The female coenobite has her throat permanently prized open with wire, the slit representing a vagina, as we can tell by the way she strokes it. Another, Pinhead, has a skull prickled with nails, and a tight, patent leather bodysuit. In the context of the film they come straight from hell, but their outfits owe more to House of Harlot.

 

BDSM horror scene
BDSM horror scenes mix *** and pleasure. Image: via Shutterstock.com

 

Scenes of sexual *** in horror movies

In mainstream moviemaking, this genre beyond all others seems to revel in continually bringing together sexy, naked bodies and shocking ***. Psychologists believe it all comes down to adrenaline. Sexual arousal and *** are both primal emotions; putting them together for visual pleasure is like offering the audience two for the price of one. It can be argued that the same holds true for BDSM horror movies.

As far as our happy hormones are concerned, it’s all the same. We get the same rush of excitement and elation from watching a BDSM horror movie as we do from a stimulating kinky session. Moreover, similarly to how we can go back to our normal lives after a full-on S&M session, we know that what’s happening on the screen is fleeting and distinct from reality.

 

The appeal of fantasy

No one gets hurt during the making of BDSM horror movies, just as no one should get hurt when they’re involved in a kinky scene. We know the ***d and screaming characters shackled in the killer’s secret lair were soon let loose by the film crew. Similarly, we know our play partner isn’t really going to spank us till we bleed – however bad we’ve been. It’s a disconnection from the worries and responsibilities of life, escapism with benefits.
 

Fetish gear as props in horror movies

Even though we use kinky toys and tools of *** in S&M play, these are our props, and they enable us to get into character. Not everyone who’s into rubber gear and fetish play has an interest in BDSM horror movies, but for kinky fans of the genre, it holds raw and familiar thrills. Relishing the point of overwhelming *** during a scary movie is like entering the BDSM scene-zone.

The response you have to the emotional ordeal is overwhelmingly pleasurable. Moreover, reality soon goes out of the window, and then the post kinky session come-down provides an amazing sense of relief.
 


Signup banner fetish.com

 

Fancy recreating some of the iconic BDSM horror scenes mentioned here? Safely, of course. Share your kinky ideas in the Fetish.com forum.

Magazine Banner - Join Now [Fetish.com] (1)-min.jpg

Cover image: Don Merwin via Flickr with CC BY 2.0 licence
Comment

Comments


    Related Discussions

    Related Discussions

    Welcome Home - A Cuckquean Fantasy

    My Wife's Best Friend has been after me for months. It started innocently enough. A lingering hug when she met me for the first time. Taking advantage of every opportunity to touch my body. Even walking in on me stepping out of the shower. However, after my wife mentioned our little dry spell that was when she became really intense. That's why I had a feeling something was up. Returning home weary after a long day at work, I pulled into the driveway to find my wife's car missing, but her best friend's sitting right there in its spot. It wasn't until I walked inside that I knew the depths she was willing to go to. Making my way through the living room to the kitchen to put my things away, I was greeted by her wearing nothing but an apron. She turned to me with a beaming smile and excitedly said "Welcome home!". Before I could open my mouth, she had already closed the distance. Her hand resting against my chest and I started to speak. However, nothing came out. Instead, my mouth was met with hers. Her lips pressed against mine. Her tongue playfully caressing me. Sensing that she had silenced me for a moment she pulled back before leaning in and whispering in my ear "I'm here to relieve all your stress". Any resistance I had mustered instantly melted away. With an adorably devious smirk, she takes my hand and leads me to the bedroom. As we ascend the stairs, she turns back to look at me. This Seductress' sultry eyes fiery with passion. I was powerless to her charm. Guiding me over to the bed she pushes me down before reaching behind and tugging at the loose knot holding the apron around her. She teasingly strips it off and tosses it over my face. By the time I'm able to remove it, my shoes are on the floor off to the side of the bed and she's unbuckling my belt. Slowly she tugs my pants down to reveal my throbbing erection. As my clothes hit the floor, she's crawling up my body. When she reaches my neck, she starts descending. Planting little nibbles and kisses the whole way down. Her hot breath leaving a trail of goosebumps. Suddenly, I feel a wet sensation as she drags her tongue from my balls to my tip. I glance down and our eyes meet. She flashes me a cheeky smile before taking me in her mouth. First, the tip then halfway down. Her eyes stay locked to mine before she winks and pushes down the rest of the way. I feel her gag as I prod the back of her throat. A fleeting curiosity passes through my brain on whether they had discussed my inability to cum from a blowjob. I would later come to find out they had. But that wasn't her goal today. She wanted to feel me inside of her. Up and down, she bobbed her head the full length . Gagging each time I hit the recesses of her throat. Once she had me sufficiently lubed up, she straddled my lap guiding me to the entrance. She eased herself down slowly just taking the head at first. She let out a moan trembling with pleasure before slipping further and further until our skin connected. I flexed my cock twitching inside her and she shuddered before flashing me a smirk and grinding back against me. Her hands took mine and placed them on her hips as I started controlling her rhythm. Up then down. Slow at first. Steady smooth movements before changing the pace. A little faster now. Not quite reaching the base with each bounce, but still plenty of me inside her. She squeaked out a moan which made me smile. I took one of my hands and placed it at her waist. My thumb hovering above her clit. She looked down pitifully. Almost pleading. "Daddy..." She uttered. My thumb started teasing her at the pace of her bouncing. She slowed her movements so the pleasure would linger more. Eventually, she's just grinding. Against my thumb and my cock. I squeeze her hips and she looks at me. I give her a nod and she responds with one in kind. I grab her hips and quickly roll over on top of her. My member had slipped out a bit with the repositioning, so I took the opportunity to thrust deep inside. She screamed with pleasure as I pulled out and thrust back in again. She looks at me almost entranced. Blissful as I pound away. Faster and harder than before. Her hands grab my back. She digs her nails in. Suddenly, I hear the screen door slam shut. My wife is home. I snap to the realization of what's been happening. Her best friend lets out another loud moan. There's no way she didn't hear now. Footsteps start racing up the stairs and her best friend grins locking her legs behind me pulling me into her now. With one last thrust, my wife opens the door and locks eyes with me. Her best friend smiles and squeezes me tight as my seed bursts forth deep in her pussy. She finally releases her legs and me with them. Cum is still dribbling out of me as I fall backwards. Her best friend swipes a finger through her own dripping cunt before bringing it to her lips. She jumps out of bed, plants a cum-stained kiss on my wife's lips, and whispers in her ear "See you later, Bestie". A look of anger and shame washes over my wife's face as she climbs on the bed and starts obediently cleaning her friend off me. She looks up eagerly as I pat her head and say "That's my Good Girl." 37 Likes 2 Replies· 3 days ago

    Romanticism in bdsm

    What if one of the deepest forms of romance is the one that looks the least like it? A Dominant entrusted with someone’s vulnerability, a submissive who freely chooses whom to surrender their power to. Two people meeting in a space where trust, desire, and control intertwine. Maybe romance isn’t always about gentle touches and sweet words. Sometimes, it’s about finding someone you can truly let go with, knowing you’ll be understood and respected. Do you think a D/s dynamic can hold a form of romance that’s even deeper than conventional romance? 29 Likes 9 Replies· 10 days ago

    🔥 Let’s talk body types, attraction, and body confidence in BDSM.🔥

    I’m genuinely curious about something, and I’d love to hear different perspectives from both Doms and subs. When it comes to physical attraction, what body types really catch your attention? Do you love curves with a flat tummy? A soft belly that you can grab, hold, and love on? A full, thick body that moves with every touch, kiss, and thrust? Or do you gravitate toward someone small and petite who makes you want to handle them gently, like something precious? Maybe your preference is something entirely different. Is it about a specific body type, or is it more about the way someone carries themselves, their confidence, their energy, and the chemistry between you? 👀 But here’s the part I’m even more interested in discussing: How do you help a partner who struggles with body insecurities truly "feel" desired? It’s one thing to tell someone they’re beautiful, but it’s another to make them believe you when their mind tells them otherwise. For those in a D/s dynamic, how do you use your words, actions, affection, and intimacy to help your partner feel safe enough to let go of those insecurities? How do you show them that your attraction isn’t conditional on a flat stomach, perfect proportions, or fitting some unrealistic standard? That you see the person beneath the skin, and that their body is something you appreciate rather than something they need to apologize for? I’d love to hear from everyone: What’s your physical preference, and how do you make your partner feel genuinely wanted, especially on the days they struggle to see their own beauty? Let’s keep it respectful, honest, and open-minded. ❤️‍🔥 245 Likes 122 Replies· about 6 hours ago

    Is BDSM still BDSM when you take away the sex?

    I've been thinking about this lately: A lot of what makes a BDSM scene powerful isn't necessarily the sexual part. It's attention, power, surrender, anticipation, trust, sensation, roles, ritual, the weird little things that can happen between two people when they're really present. So where does BDSM end and something else begin? Can a scene be genuinely transformative without being sexual? Or does taking the sex out of it change the nature of kink completely? I'm interested in how other people experience this, especially those who use kink for something beyond getting off. 126 Likes 68 Replies· 10 days ago

    Is there a dutch forum about bdsm?

    Laat het me weten 1 Like 13 Replies· 8 days ago