"If you say, 'Stop,' I won't listen -- it turns me on," Mistress Nina Payne warned the crowd before cupping her latex-gloved hand and giving an audible smack to the rear end
of her leashed fem-sub. Kink 101
was now in session.
In the bordello-red back room of Nolita erotic shop Coco de Mer
, a group of curious New Yorkers had gathered to learn about "switches,
" role-playing and Japanese binding techniques, courtesy of Payne (aka "Kimi Inch") and her Domi Dollz
, a group of local dominatrices who spread the kink lifestyle gospel.
"Originally, we were going to start a community for beautiful women involved in the kink scene," says Payne, a willowy blonde who resembles Leelee Sobieski
(with a riding crop).
Although initially conceived as a Suicide Girls
–like online community, Domi Dollz quickly began receiving requests to perform at places like notorious nightclub The Box
and to host workshops and classes, such as the one we found ourselves at.
As the crowd gathered, one of the Dollz, Mistress Mona, led a collared and chained Marina around the displays of lingerie, sex toys and decorative plates, which looked like the kind your grandmother would order from the Franklin Mint
but with "Bum F**ker" and "P*ssy Licker" written on them instead.
"Basically, she is here to tend to my needs and serve me," Mistress Mona explained of her micro-skirted friend.
"I honestly didn't even know what I was getting into," declared Jay, an attendee. When asked if he found any of it uncomfortable, he exclaimed, "No! Look at all the girls around here, are you kidding me?! Look at all of them!"
Introducing the class, Payne explained the function of a safe word ("no" rarely means "no" in this business) before sharing that she'd dominated politicians
, celebrities and Fortune 500 businessmen before. With a call of "Bring out the gimps!", Marina and the evening's beefcake, a jocular male stripper seemingly on loan from "Jersey Shore
," were brought onstage.
Payne began by explaining proper spanking technique (cup the hand and aim for the fleshy "sweet spot"), which a spiky-haired gentlemen, who identified himself only as "Timid," got a taste of when he was singled out for a demonstration. For some advanced play, Payne brought out the cat-o'-nine-tails whip.
The remainder of the class explored slapping, choking
and bondage, before pairs of attendees were called up to engage in some classic role-play
scenarios (performed by one young woman with alarming skill).
Afterward, I asked Payne to describe the most bizarre moment of her dominatrix career. Surprisingly (especially for her), it came during her very first one-on-one session as a professional: The client, one of her best to this day, is an elderly Japanese man, who, at the time, was in his 70s.
"His fetish, and this is the only thing he enjoys, is getting dressed up in a chicken suit. He would bring hard-boiled eggs with him, which he would lube up himself and stick in his own ass. While I sat in the chair and said, 'You're a chicken! I want my eggs!' ... he would cluck around and push hard-boiled eggs out his ass."
Disturbing, even for Japan
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