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Part two of this unusually harsh '60s film loop. The crazed dominatrix really goes to town on her bound submissive. Looks like a nettles branch and some sort of plastic flogger at the end. The sub-girl breaks character and smiles a couple of times which sort of shatters the illusion. Film Credit: this public domain film is available on "Bizarro Sex Loops 21".

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Oh dear, she really got herself into a pickle this time :)
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I never thought I’d work in a place with a real Red Room of Pain, let alone Black and Blue Rooms of Pain.
But here at the Den, we not only have three color-themed adult romper rooms but “medical suites” that would make even Christian Grey blush.
The medical rooms are framed by polished white tile and centered by a reclining physician’s table covered in butcher paper. Biohazard waste containers line the walls. Tongue depressors and cotton swabs peek out from the glass doors of metal cabinets.
“These rooms are for men with medical fetishes,” my trainer told me on my first day as a mistress apprentice.
“What kind of medical fetishes?” I asked, thinking of the usual slutty-nurse fantasies.
“Oh, like rectal examinations, instruments . . . that sort of thing,” she replied. “You know.”
I didn’t know. Like Anastasia Steele in “Fifty Shades of Grey,” I was about to get an education.
Located a floor above a nail salon, the secret sex lair has security cameras covering the building’s front door, vestibule, elevator and stairs as well as our suite’s front and back doors. There are no signs, not even a mailbox, indicating what’s inside.
To get an appointment, you need to find the website and fill out a “slave application.” “Are you into infantilism?” “Do you consider bruises ‘tokens’?” “Do you live to serve?” It also asks you to create a code name.
Sorry, ladies, there are no Christian Grey-like “masters” working in real-life dungeons.
Even male clients are mostly submissive or “switches.” The few “doms” who do come in are seldom good-looking. And they are always married.
I slouch into work in sweat shirts and leggings. I don’t fix my hair, and I’m not wearing makeup until just before my eight-hour shift begins. I borrow heels from the communal shoe closet (mostly fetish heels and boots, sizes 6 to 9). Some men come in for foot worship or trampling, so most of us are ready with fresh pedis. A few clients have fingernail fetishes and request a girl with a nice manicure.
A typical client — we’ll call him “Big Bad Bobby” — arrives at 11. He’s a banker who has ducked out of his Midtown office for an “early lunch.” He’s buzzed in, and the manager meets him at the suite door and escorts him into the Red Room.
If he didn’t make an appointment with a particular girl, there’s a “meet.” We totter in one at a time. He has requested a “sensual domme” beforehand, so I know exactly how to treat him.
His first question: “Will you spank me gently and chastise me so that I may beg forgiveness for being unworthy of you?”
Sure, whatever. I cup his chin in my hand and lift his face to mine.
“If you are truly sorry,” I purr, “for being lower than the dirt, for being so pathetic that you cannot pleasure me properly . . . I suppose for once I can be . . . merciful in your correction.”
Visibly aroused, he croaks, “I choose you.”
I leave so the manager can extract the fee — $220 an hour or $150 for a half-hour, cash. The girls get $80 out of that, per hour, plus tips.
I load up on essentials: lube, a black whip with a silver handle and a fuzzy-backed paddle.
I walk down a dim hall lit by sconces, classical music gently piped in. Behind the doors I pass, I hear slaps, low voices of mistresses giving orders, men mumbling as they struggle to comply.
The Red Dungeon features gas masks, carnival masks and an enormous leather straitjacket hanging from a mannequin. There is plenty of floor room for groveling and begging.
The Blue Dungeon is dominated by the 6-foot-tall wooden Wheel of Pain. The client can be strapped to the wheel and spun.
The Cross-Dressing Room is always the coldest. It looks like a modern lady’s boudoir with green walls, hat stands, magazine racks and comfy couches with pillows. The armoires are stuffed with feather boas, garters and other dainty things, although our male cross-dressers usually bring their own wardrobes.
When I enter the Red Dungeon, I notice Big Bad Bobby has dimmed the lights and is standing in the middle of the room, shivering slightly, wearing nothing but his socks. I shut the door with a bang.
“Did I tell you to disrobe?” I ask, my voice low and emotionless.
His eyes widen. “Well . . . I like to . . . I wanted . . .” he stammers.
“Did I tell you to disrobe?” I repeat.
“That’s right, I didn’t. You have no discipline. Put your slacks back on, right now. Or else you get nothing today.”
I turn around and set the basket on the floor, bending over so he can see under my dress, see the tops of my stockings and black vinyl panties. He groans, but obeys.
I settle myself into a leather throne and extend my hand, now holding the whip.
Some of us only do domination work — we will spank you, use sex toys on you, insult you. There is a girl who keeps her own bamboo canes to beat clients. She’s been a dominatrix here nearly as long as the business has been open — almost two decades — and won’t do submissive work.
But most of us aim to please. Want me to dress you in a diaper, give you a bottle and sing you lullabies? Sure. Want me to step on you with heels, slap you, put pantyhose on you and point at you and laugh? I serve humiliation hot.
Some of us are paid to be submissive playthings like real-world Anastasia Steeles. Want me to wear a tiny, plaid schoolgirl skirt, knee socks, with my hair in pigtails, while you give me the spanking I so deserve? Just ask.
We won’t do it all, though. We don’t have to do anything we’re uncomfortable with. And we’re not supposed to have sex with clients, or do anything involving bodily fluids. But tips and fees can be enormous, and that can grease the skids, among other things, with some girls.
We serve men who come from all over the tri-state area to have their deepest, darkest desires fulfilled, fantasies they’re terrified to reveal to their own spouses. Some clients, especially the drugged-up, wired ones, will stay for eight hours at a stretch, until closing at 1:20 a.m., racking up bills well into the four figures.
When the buzzer sounds and blinks red, the session is over and the decidedly unglamorous part of the job begins, the part you don’t see in books and movies.
Remember the “essentials” I mentioned? Every girl gets a spray bottle of alcohol and gloves — for cleanup. We’re responsible for making the room spotless for the next client. Even the masters have to be servants sometime.

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S&M practically become a household term after Christian Grey’s kinks hit the big screen a few years ago in Fifty Shades of Grey . But if what you know about S&M is limited to what happened in his red room of pain, then you need a reeducation.

Let’s start with the basics: S&M means sadism and masochism. “Literally translated, those terms mean taking pleasure in inflicting pain and taking pleasure in experiencing pain,” Michele Lisenbury Christensen, a certified sex coach based in Seattle, tells Health .

S&M is part of the broader term BDSM: bondage, dominance/submission or discipline, sadism, and masochism. “Bondage and dominance/submission are part of the psychological play of S&M,” Mayla Green, sex expert for TheAdultToyShop.com, tells Health . “For effective role playing in S&M, one partner assumes the role of the dominant, the other takes the role of the submissive. They are very closely tied." (No pun intended, honestly.)

Just to be clear, S&M is not about harming your partner. While it’s sometimes thought of as dirty, disrespectful, or depraved, people who enjoy violent or painful S&M are actually in the minority, says Green. “And I'm not an advocate of this forceful play, because it can be dangerous. The last thing you want to do is visit to the emergency room because sex got too rough!”

Instead, “BDSM is really all about play, and like any other form of play, the fun is in improvising together and in sharing the power, quite deliberately, with your own full consent,” says Christensen. There’s no one-size-fits-all definition of BDSM; restraining your hands with your husband’s tie might be enough for you, while someone else might before getting flogged with a leather riding crop. And that’s OK. Experimenting with even a little S&M play in your sex life can help you get kinky without leaving a mark or feeling a sting.

If you’ve ever caught yourself thinking that your formerly smoking sex life is now a little lukewarm, you might be open to choices that seem a little kinkier. “Studies show that novelty is part of what drives turn-on,” says Christensen. “So when we can introduce a little bit of the unexpected within safe boundaries, we can rekindle some of that lost passion.”

Consensual S&M can also be very healthy. ”A healthy sex life means you're willing to try new things and experiment together, and S&M play is certainly in the realm of new ideas that couples often try,” says Green. “You may not like it, or you may think it's highly erotic, but at least you've crossed something off your sexual bucket list."

S&M has physical and emotional benefits, too. “S&M can increase arousal, leading to more orgasms,” says Christensen. “It can motivate us to have more sex or more active sex, which can be good exercise; it can increase our heart rate, alertness, and energy levels throughout the day, in anticipation of something more exciting to come; and it can improve the quality of communication and intimacy between partners.”

Science even backs this up. S&M could reduce psychological stress and its negative effects, researchers at Northern Illinois University found—apparently, it can put your brain in a flow state, where it’s at its most productive and creative.

S&M isn’t all whips and flogging. If you think back to Fifty Shades , there were plenty of other instances of S&M, like when Christian licked ice cream off Anastasia, spanked her, and blindfolded her.

“Some elements of S&M can be quite intense for newbies, so my best suggestion for first-timers is to practice sensory deprivation,” says Green. “The concept is that when we remove one of the senses, the others are heightened to make up for the lost one.”

This is as easy as blindfolding one partner, then having the other tickle, touch, and tease them with, say, a feather; you can contrast that light touch with nibbles using teeth or a firm kiss. “The anticipation builds because one partner doesn't know what part of the body the other partner will target next,” says Green. Plus, the act of dominance and control over the submissive (the blindfolded partner) is a key element to S&M play.

Once you’re comfortable with a blindfold, you can try other S&M elements like tying one partner’s wrists or ankles, playing servant/master games, spanking, pinching, scratching, and asking permission to use whips or paddles.

With S&M, consent is everything . “Anything can be fun and pleasurable if it’s been agreed to,” says Christensen. “Being called terrible names, spanked, and made to scrub the floor might be exactly what you (or your partner) signed on for. If so, the experience can be a turn-on and a lot of fun.” But once the play has ended, you return to your more customary roles and ways of treating one another.

You should also always have a safe word to ensure consent—and agree that consent be revoked at any time. “Every couple should have safe word, in case something is happening that makes you feel too uncomfortable,” says Green. “Your safe word is a code that tells your partner to stop what they're doing.” Choose a word that would never come up otherwise so there can be no mistaking your intention. If something hurts or feels unsafe, you can say your safe word and the play ends there.

But be willing to explore your edges, says Christensen. “Time and again, I see people find pleasure in things they didn't know they’d be into,” she says. “That doesn’t mean you need to do anything that feels bad to even think about, but it means we can go places that feel like ‘not me’ and find new facets of ourselves." Start with activities you both very much agree will be fun, no matter how small and tame, and then go from there.

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