Showing posts with label bonobos. Show all posts
Showing posts with label bonobos. Show all posts

Wednesday, September 14, 2016

Bonobos Figure It Out

Mistress and slave actually took a night off from the local music scene last night. Six nights on the town in a row meant it was time for a low key “staycation” watching the sunset as we dined al fresco on our patio. We were even too lazy for TV, resorting to some reading side by side in bed and an early curtain call.

Rest assured we got our daily sexual rituals in though. Mistress has been refreshing her cock riding skills since we dropped our Domme in Training off at the airport a week ago.  Mistress seems not to have missed a beat.  And of course, slave is happy to be ridden hard and put up wet, like one of the local ornamental horses Mistress admires on our morning bike ride.

But today’s blog picks up on a post several days ago by Terri over at “A Married Sissy” on the prospects of a more female dominant society.  It turns out that the the lady bonobos of the Congo have figured it out, according to this article in the New York Times. In the Bonobo World, Fem#9AA7F5.

The article describes how female bonobos will join forces to put overly aggressive males in their place, assuring that the guys quickly get in line and defer to their ladies’ leadership. While other primates are male dominant, the Bonobos have taken a different path:



In the bonobo world, by contrast, female camaraderie prevails, while the bonds between males are weak. “It’s a matriarchy,” said Amy Parish, a primatologist at the University of Southern California. “Females are running the show.”

The interesting twist is that with the ladies in charge, sex appears to be a very high priority:

Bonobos are famed for their hypersexuality and the way they use sex as an all-purpose problem solver in every possible situation, permutation and combination. When bonobos come upon a great patch of fruit, for example, and tensions rise over feeding priority, the bonobos will decompress with a quick round of genito-genital rubbing and similar acts: males with females, males with males, females with females, juveniles with adults.
Female bonobos in Congo’s LuiKotale forest use specialized gestures and pantomime to convey their desire for a bit of girl-on-girl frottage, according to a report last year by Pamela Douglas and Liza Moscovice of the Max Planck Institute for Evolutionary Anthropology in Germany. The soliciting female will point backward with a foot toward her sexual swelling and then shimmy her hips in imitation of a rub, at which display the second bonobo will embrace her for the real thing.
“It’s status acknowledgment,” said Barbara Fruth, a bonobo researcher at the Royal Zoological Society in Antwerp, Belgium. “The approaching female is saying, ‘I know you’re higher-ranking than I am, I know you’re superior, but I would like to sit near you and maybe share your food.’”
Bonobos tongue-kiss, practice oral sex, have intercourse face-to-face, and make sex toys. Frances White, a biological anthropologist at the University of Oregon, once watched a female bonobo turn a stick into a kind of knobby “French tickler,” with which she then stimulated herself. “They’re not always family friendly,” Dr. White said.
Such erotic antics have earned bonobos a reputation as laid-back “hippie apes,” a label that researchers say belies the primate’s strategic intelligence and capacity for brutality. Dr. Parish, who studies bonobos in captivity, has seen the young offspring of dominant females flaunt their inherited power by marching over to lesser-ranking female adults, prying their jaws open and extracting the food from their mouths.
She also recounted the time that two females attacked a male at the Stuttgart Zoo in Germany and bit his penis in half. Fortunately, she said, “a microsurgeon at the zoo was able to repair the damage, and the male went on to reproduce.”

If bonobos have a penchant for sex toys, you have to wonder how long it will take for them to improvise some sort of “cock cage” to keep their males in line, as Diane does so will with Terri.  Certainly that is a more merciful remedy than having your cock bitten in half. Plus my guess is that it’s hard to come up with a good micro-surgeon in the bush.