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The world of HBO’s “The Deuce,” as a NYC porn writer knew it…

I’m absorbed by this new HBO show, as it’s interesting to see the 1970s New York City sex business depicted in a continuing tv drama. The production is well-done with some good acting, writing, and clever production design, and for me it’s an entertaining supplement to the movie of personal memories that I carry in my head from my own experiences in Times Square over the years both as a fan and as a writer/editor for porn magazines and films.

Maggie Gyllenhaal as the hooker Candy on the stroll

 

The recreation of 42nd Street marquees is well-done, but…

 

…as far as I remember, the streetwalkers looked for customers on Eighth and Ninth Avenues, not on the Deuce. But the marquees definitely make for more vivid cinema.

 

Every inch of the neighborhood has some resonance for me. For example, the doorway shown below, on Broadway near 50th Street (I took this pic a couple of weeks ago) was in the 70s the entrance of one of the few “dime-a-dance halls” remaining in Times Square, where you bought strips of tickets to dance (and grind) with ladies…the tickets were no longer a dime then (that was the 1930s price), but if I recall correctly, around 1974 they were $29 a strip. Why $29, I never found out. I used the experience of going to that place in one of my porn novels which wasn’t very good except for the section set in the dance hall.

I can’t remember what the ballroom was called, though…the Diamond, perhaps? The Tango Palace and Satin Ballrooms were a couple of blocks down.

 

The Deuce helps me clarify my relationship with my own past. Unlike the characters in the show, I did not socialize in a bar with pimps, prostitutes, gangsters, or 8mm hardcore movie makers. I did patronize hookers, yes, on the street or in apartment brothels, but didn’t hang out with them otherwise; I would have, however, as I occasionally asked them to go have a bite or a drink–but they were only interested in making money from me as a john, alas. So my relationship to Times Square was largely as a customer and spectator; like a theatergoer who may see lots of plays on Broadway, but doesn’t hang out with the actors, playwrights and producers afterward.

Scenes on The Deuce where girls get in cars with strangers make my skin crawl. I feel frightened for them. In fact, when I went with a few prostitutes to cheap hotels back in the 70s, I was afraid that I would get hurt, or robbed, or beaten up. Loneliness as much as horniness drove me into their arms in those seedy rooms…and I always felt guilty about it. Oh how many unnecessary VD tests did I take to allay my neurotic fear that I would “punished” for my dalliances!! I always turned out to be okay.

The dirt, the garbage of the streets, the violence depicted on the show, and The Deuce‘s constant flow of “the-fuck-you-say” New York tough guy dialogue: these were not especially part of my experience there. Although while by now after 43 years as a Gotham denizen I have my own New Yorkese patter down pretty well, in the 1970s I was still mostly just a too-nice-for-my-own-good Jewish boy from Chicago and had only mastered one East Coast phrase: “Fuckin-A”. 😉 Does anybody still use that one? Haven’t heard it in ages.

My Deuce (or 42nd Street as I always called it then) was instead a kind of Smithsonian Institute of erotica, where I found mint-condition issues of John Willie’s original late-1940s Bizarre magazines for $3 each…

The clerk who sold it to me for THREE DOLLARS (very cheap even in the 70s) clearly had no idea what it was, and until I got it home & opened it, neither did I. The gorgeous cover got me buying it. And once I looked inside and perused its stylishly fabulous fetish contents, I became a lifelong John Willie admirer.

I also found copies of the fetish digest Exotique, and black and white photo pamphlets of models like Bettie Page or Tee Tee Red or Lynne Carter…and a lurid $1 novel called Growing Up in Pain which I studied assiduously to learn the structure of the cheap bottom-of-the-barrel porn fiction put out by Star Distributors so I could get a job writing the stuff myself.

42nd Street was my grade-Z movie source long before I got a VCR, a place where I could see triple bills of crazy schlock movies and enjoy wild audience commentary unlike anything I’d ever heard or probably will ever hear again.

For example, seeing The Thing With Two Heads at the Anco Theater, the venue furthest west on the south side of 42nd near Eighth Avenue, was the most hilarious ninety minutes ever…the audience was hysterically funny, talking back to the screen as the head of a racist doctor played by Ray Milland is grafted onto the body of a black death row convict played by Rosey Grier. Unfortunately, I also remember how smelly that decrepit old theater could be, too…

I picked up streetwalkers—and some of them were beautiful, knockouts, stunners. They peddled their wares on Eighth Avenue’s “Minnesota Strip” (so-called because of all the Midwestern-bred hookers who strolled there). As I worked up courage to select a pro, I ate souvlaki in the Greek joints and cheap chow mein in the Chinese joints and low-cost spaghetti in an Italian place on 42nd. I also went to massage parlors along Eighth Avenue and even as far east as 47th St. and 6th Avenue, on the edge of the Diamond District.

I found copies of my own porn novels on the racks for the first time in the bookstore next to the National Hotel at 42nd and Seventh, just a stone’s throw from the Golden Dollar topless bar, one of the bleakest clubs in the area. The titles of my books were The Screaming Virgins, The Punk Stud and His Women, Young Michael’s Seductress (wherein I wrote about the dime-a-dance halls), and Teasing Teenage Daughter.

I went to Show World Center at 42nd and Eighth, and Show Center at 47th and Seventh, and Show Plaza at 42nd between Broadway and Sixth, and indulged in fantasies with the one-on-one “booth babies,” the peep show girls who gave private shows in two-person booths separated by a glass panel and connected by a telephone for the exchange of all essential dialogue… 😉 . I still remember some of those ladies’ stage names: Blondie, Annie, Brandi, Olivia, and China. Upstairs at Show World, when I was in my “porn scribe” mode (as opposed to my looking-for-cheap-thrills mode), I interviewed X-rated movie stars backstage at the Triple Treat Theater and sometimes also photographed them there to illustrate my articles.

I went to the barmaids-in-leotard bars recreated in The Deuce which were on 48th between Seventh and Eighth Avenues: a joint like Club International (which ironically later was the title of a magazine I prolifically wrote for) and another one called Al Lang’s where, if I recall correctly, the suave-looking manager was always nicely dressed in a double-breasted suit. Up on 49th between Seventh and Eighth Avenues, I went to Tin Pan Alley (which I’ve read is the model for the Hi-Hat on The Deuce), and chatted with the barmaids there but I didn’t become friends with any of them although I tried to date one or two. I remember Nan Goldin, the famous photographer, briefly worked behind the bar at Tin Pan Alley in the early 80s. Somewhere around that time I was dating a girl who looked a lot like the character of Lori on The Deuce, I mean a REAL lot, as played by Emily Meade. In fact when Lori comes on-screen I feel kinda weird, because even her boobs (seen extensively in the second episode) look the same as I remember my girlfriend’s did…

Lori (Emily Meade) not only resembles my old girlfriend but her character even comes from the same Midwestern state, Minnesota…

On 42nd Street I went to the Roxy Burlesk to see strippers and watch hardcore Rene Bond movies like Diary of a Schizo wherein she played the titular role and made up her face to look like Raggedy Ann when she flipped out after too much sex. She was and is one of my favorite porn stars ever…check out this link, where I found her photo,  to learn more about her (NSFW, though, there are explicit pix there).

Her performance in the film Teenage Fantasies is legendary, as she cheerfully gives head & talks to the audience about oral sex.

 

I went to the Harem Theater on the north side of the Deuce toward Eighth Avenue for porn movies (as opposed to the bigger theaters where I went for kung fu, blaxploitation, horror, Harryhausen, and westerns) but stopped patronizing the Harem after some dude with a Derringer shot another guy in the audience. In the old big theaters I learned from experience to sit far enough under the mezzanine and balcony so that I wouldn’t get hit by flying cigarettes tossed down from above. Nobody ever put their hand on my knee or trying to blow me in a theater, but I also knew enough never to go to the men’s rooms in those places. I had a stronger bladder then.

I went to see burlesque both at the Follies at 46th and Seventh and the Melody (later the Harmony) Theater, watching dancers like Joey Karson and Therasita San Juan and Sonia Tokyo and Crystal Blue and Maria Krupa and Susie Nero and even the legendary striptease superstar Blaze Starr once. The Melody/Harmony was a whole world unto itself, too much to go into here…worthy of its own book or tv show. Check out this link to the adult industry history site The Rialto Report to learn lots more about it.

Through all those years, most of my friends were my fellow editors and writers, with some actors and artists too, often cynical about porn even as it fascinated us. We were all talented in our respective fields and many hoped for the main chance of opportunities outside of smut with more mainstream accomplishments. Some did, indeed, move on.

So, to sum up, in many ways, although I did mountains of magazine stuff related to the area and its workers, I was also always a fanboy and customer down on “The Deuce.”

The reality is my life is still basically on “The Deuce”, though…but rather the Deuce that exists in a different form, the Internet, instead of on a street. It’s the “The Deuce” as a way of thinking, you might say. With my writing about femdom and kink and webcam sites, for example, I’m still on the beat of the sleaze and the twists and turns of la vie psychosexualis.

What a tour I could give of Times Square! In fact, in one of the better porn films I wrote for Vivid Entertainment, 1997’s Masseuse 3, I created a character named Burt Lazarus who stands in front of the Show World Center as a kind of barker, talking about the area’s former tawdry glory. Unfortunately, in the way things sometimes don’t work out in the translation of screenplays to film, Burt’s scenes weren’t done the way I’d hoped, and the effect of his elegiac oratory didn’t have a chance to come across properly.

I could’ve done it better. So if some night you see me holding forth at 42nd Street and Eighth Avenue about the vanished and vanquished splendors of smut, don’t be surprised! 😉

 


I made the screencaps above from the first episode of The Deuce.

 

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Crushing on sexy Sixties British actress Margaret Lee…

I have the late-middle-age equivalent of a schoolboy crush on pretty and perky British actress Margaret Lee. Sometimes she’s blonde, or sometimes she’s a redhead, as you see in the pic below. She starred in many a 1960s Eurospy and sword & sandal movie. I collect and watch her old films when I can find them, such as SAMSON AND THE SEA BEASTS which I found at Sinister Cinema here. I initially found out about her in a book called Film Fatales: Women in Espionage Films and Television 1962-1973, by Tim Lisanti and Louis Paul, available on Amazon here.

Here are a couple of pix from the Samson movie which I snapped of Margaret from my tv screen. She was just tossed to the floor by a villain, but you can see the feisty gleam of defiance in her eyes.

I don’t know if that was her real voice or some other actress’s dubbing, but in some films she sounds a little like Audrey Hepburn. Which is extra-sexy coming out of Margaret’s voluptuous body.

 

The legs dangling over the pit while Samson fights with a crocodile are Margaret’s. She screams at the menacing reptile with some real Fay Wray-style lung power!

Although she finds herself in a “damsel in distress” situation, Margaret is no shrinking violet in this fun flick.

I’m making some more pix of Margaret from one of her spy movies, and I’ll post those soon!


You might ask, what does a post like this have to do with a blog called EROTICA IS MY TRADE? Well, these are the types of features I used to like to concoct for the adult magazines I edited and for which I wrote for more than four decades. But since sex publications have basically disappeared in the last couple of years, and I primarily work for hardcore websites and/or Twitter doing explicit porn writing, I’m just doing stuff like this for my own pleasure, and yours, on this blog. Practicing my trade, you might say, and having fun! I hope it’s fun and entertaining for you too.

 

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Surrender to the writer you NEED!

DON’T FIGHT IT. YOU’LL FEEL BETTER WHEN YOU ACCEPT IT. 

SURRENDER…SURRENDER…SURRENDER…

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YOU NEED A GOOD WRITER TO HELP YOU WITH YOUR PROJECTS. YOU KNOW YOU DO.

You’ve been fighting it, trying to save pennies, but you keep coming back to the fact that…

You need a reliable, creative, and versatile wordsmith and you need him now.

SO MAKE YOUR LIFE EASIER…

PUT YOUR MIND AT EASE with my dependable service and inventive prose, as well as my understanding of what is effective and memorable about erotic photography and video. I was basically a creative director for porn magazines for almost thirty years, overseeing every aspect of the issues I worked on. I would still be doing that, as well as writing for the Web, if the adult magazine business hadn’t essentially disappeared because of all the free stuff on the Internet.

So here’s what you do next. Check out these samples showing you the range of the things I’ve written just in the last couple of years, right up to the present. Click on the image to enlarge it. The first two are from the DDF Network, for whom I wrote from 2010 to 2015.

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Video description, DDF Network, October 2014

 

Introductory copy for Euro Teen Erotica at the DDF Network

Introductory copy for Euro Teen Erotica at the DDF Network

 

Erotic short story--click this link to read it: https://filthy.media/rebound-sex-or-love

A short story in my favored style of “Erotic Realism” which mixes sex with characterization

 

You can read the above story here, at the Filthy Media site. I also wrote, in a six month contract job that just ended in November 2016, over 100,000 words (coming to 300 pages) of erotic fiction (one hundred and twenty 800-900-word stories) for a major adult site, not under my pen name but under the bylines of various anonymous people writing in “sexual confession” style. Otherwise I’d post links of that work here too.

Some of the other writing I do now is on social media. I tweet at @DommeAddiction for the femdom site DommeAddiction.com. Here are samples of my tweets, in which I mix words with emojis and photos to good effect. My tweets have helped gained thousands of new followers for this Twitter feed since I started working for them in the spring of 2016.

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For a completely different change of pace for me—since previously I’d only written about femdom (females dominating males) when it comes to BDSM—I have recently written women-in-bondage copy for FetishPros.com:

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And on the stands as of this writing (January 2017), in the newsstand publication FORCED WOMANHOOD issue #82, is my new in-depth interview with the legendary crossdressing expert Veronica Vera, all about the “forced feminization” fetish:

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I’ve also done a lengthy interview with Miss Vera and her cross dresser academy, appearing around the same time in TRANSFORMATION #100.

 

Another article I wrote recently was a memorial/biographical piece about the late legend of erotic filmmaking Candida Royalle, who passed away in 2015. It was published in Penthouse FORUM January 2016 and is available in a digital copy here.

The article is "The Really Groovy Life of Candida Royalle," the title coming from something an old school friend of hers said.

The article is “The Really Groovy Life of Candida Royalle,” the title coming from something an old school friend of hers said.

 

And finally, here is the latest femdom erotica ebook I have just published, available at Amazon!

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So there you have examples of some of my recent, ever-versatile work. I write vanilla and I write kink of different kinds. You can also see more about my writing if you go to my portfolio WHAT CAN I DO FOR YOU? right here on this blog. That’s where you’ll find my email address; it’s at the bottom of the portfolio. Or you can send me a direct message (DM) on Twitter @irvoneil.

Whatever your writing needs, I’m ready to help you fulfill them. YOU KNOW YOU NEED A WRITER LIKE ME. Video descriptions, short stories, tweets; or perhaps you’d like me to ghostwrite an ebook for you?

The possibilities are endless when I’m on the job, because…

EROTICA IS MY TRADE.

So hire the writer you NEED…NEED…NEED! 

 

~~And as you see, I can also write with a sense of humor! 😉

 

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Binge on femdom fiction ebooks this holiday!

All I want for Christmas, ma’am, is…is…to bury my face in your b-b-boobies…

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HAPPY HORNY HOLIDAYS!!!  😉

There is a real link for me between femdom fantasy and this particular season, as demonstrated by my ebooks such as SUBMIT IN THE SNOW and SHE MADE ME A CUCKOLD ON BLACK FRIDAY.

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My entire current library of Kindle ebooks—21 books, with 20 being femdom erotica and one being a full-length psychological suspense novel (FATE OF A STRIPPER)—would cost an American reader $60.79. The price would comparable in other countries. All my ebooks cost $2.99 except one (SUBMIT IN THE SNOW, which is 99¢), and are comparably priced elsewhere. A very affordable price for stories you’ll enjoy reading time and again! So if you’re a fan of erotically assertive women and idolize them as I do, binge on these ebooks and treat yourself this holiday to some of the best femdom writing anywhere.

They can be read on almost any device, including smartphones, tablets, Kindle readers, and computers!

 

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All these women on the covers, even though they are professional models, are accurate representations of their characters in the stories. Some of my earlier books have drawings on the cover, but they too accurately represent the characters.

What you SEE is what you GET! Oh yes!!

 

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STORIES YOU CAN READ AND ENJOY AS IF THEY’RE ACTUALLY HAPPENING TO YOU.

“What a writer should try to do is to make something which will be so written that it will become a part of the experience of those who read him.” ~~Ernest Hemingway: The Writer Observed

And to those femdom fans out there with a constant appetite for POV video clips (and who clearly have the seemingly limitless wallets to buy them and to tribute their stars huge amounts of money), I say: Supplement your erotica diet with stories! You’ll be glad you did. 

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Great erotic entertainment awaits you.

Scroll down for the links to the Amazon stores worldwide…

…and instead of just hearing the media report on the great sales on Black Friday of new televisions…

…let’s stun the world with HIGH EROTICA EBOOK SALES this holiday season!

SHOW YOUR SUPPORT TO YOUR FAVORITE PORN WRITERS!!

THANK YOU!!!

Amazon US

Amazon UK

Amazon Germany

Amazon France

Amazon Spain

Amazon Italy

Amazon Netherlands

Amazon Japan

Amazon Brazil

Amazon Canada

Amazon Mexico 

Amazon Australia

Amazon India

 

 

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Pasta and erotica in Hell’s Kitchen…

Like many writers, I spend probably way too much time sitting on my butt. The heat wave we recently had here in NYC only encouraged that, keeping me indoors more than usual. But tonight was lovely outside so I made sure I took a walk after I finished my day’s cranking, and when I saw a Ninth Avenue coffee shop had an open window seat, I thought I’d treat myself to a pasta dinner instead of my usual Chinese combo takeout eaten in front of the tv at home.

The street scene was noisy and lively while I ate my salad and angelhair primavera, but I didn’t mind the clamor at all. Sometimes the very racket that makes me apoplectic when I’m alone sitting in front of my computer trying to write is soothing when I’m out amongst the human race again.

After my entree, I got some coffee and made some notes for tomorrow’s story writing for an erotica website…

I tear a piece of typing paper into four strips & sketch out a week of storylines on each strip.

I tear a piece of typing paper into four strips & sketch out a week of storylines on each strip.

 

When I looked up from my scribbling, the evening light on Ninth Avenue was pleasant…

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But I got to thinking about the movie I saw last night on TCM, Turner Classic Movies: THE DARK CORNER, a 1946 film noir that not only took place in midtown Manhattan and Times Square, but had its gumshoe hero live at the corner of 52nd and Tenth Avenue, right in the heart of Hell’s Kitchen when it really WAS Hell’s Kitchen!

Although I believe it was shot on the 20th Century Fox lot, this film brilliantly evokes NYC, especially its sounds.

Although I believe it was shot on the 20th Century Fox lot, this film brilliantly evokes NYC, especially its sounds.

 

So I thought to myself, why don’t I take a walk over there to see what building he was supposed to have lived in!

After I finished my coffee, I strolled west. Lo and behold, the corner where Bradford Galt, Private Investigator, was said to have resided in 1946 looked pleasingly ungentrified in 2016, and the building seemed quite like one where the brooding Mr. Galt (well-played by Mark Stevens) could have tangled with a murderous William Bendix in the film’s most exciting scene. (I highly recommend this movie.)

Most everything around it is gentrified now, but this building could well have been the digs for a noir shamus!

Most everything around it is gentrified now, but this building could well have been the digs for a noir shamus!

 

True, Hell’s Kitchen—a moniker once a notorious symbol of the area’s gangs and violence—is now mostly used as a colorful name and real estate selling point for the neighborhood—more juicy sounding than what it’s also called, Clinton (after DeWitt, I presume, and not Hillary or Bill). But when you’re aware of the history of the area, it never feels fully gentrified…and of course, when you personally have a noirish point of view when it comes to life in general, the spirit of Hell’s Kitchen lives on wherever you are!

With the right lighting in my apartment, and my fave fedora, I could be waiting for a femme fatale to show up!

With the right lighting in my apartment, and my fave fedora, I look like I’m waiting for a femme fatale to show up. Come to think of it, judging by the femdom erotica I write, I probably am!

 

 

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The sexy story’s the thing…

Before the picture, there was the story. Before cavemen learned to draw on walls, they conveyed their adventures to their fellows with sounds and gestures, adding up to stories.

A good story draws people in, igniting the imagination, enflaming the libido, stirring the courage, and creating the desire for pleasurable experience, whether real or vicarious.

Stories draw people in now as well, even in our age of explicit video Internet porn.

A story doesn’t take the place of videos or photos, but acts much like the soundtrack of a movie, spurring deeper lasting connection between the visuals and the audience.

Stories, however brief, linger and act as the glue which binds images and individuals.

A single word can evoke a richer, more lasting story. Something that the mind and libido return to, time and again. Would this title, which I wrote for a very much adults-only video scene on the DDF Network, be as catchy or evocative without the word “Midnight”? And it suits the situation perfectly. Check out the link to see what I mean.

I'm not saying I'm Shakespeare, but it was an effective word choice. ;)

I’m not saying I’m Shakespeare, but it was an effective word choice. 😉

 

The story’s the thing, that gives pictures that extra zing!

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Although I made the screencap, the image is used by courtesy and is © 2015 DDF Network.com.

 
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The Awesome Allure of AstroDomina

I came across this the other day on Twitter and couldn’t resist ordering the video:

Believe me, friends, it took willpower not to email her with an instant declaration of my submission!

Believe me, friends, it took willpower not to email her with an instant declaration of my submission!

 

“Wanna be my slave?” asks the popular AstroDomina in her tweet. “Sure!” says my libido, wagging its submissive tail. She’s so gorgeous and breezily dominant in the way I find most attractive. Also, I’m always so struck by how she would be perfect casting in the role of the dominatrix in a video version of my LEARNING TO BE CRUEL ebook series on Kindle and available at Amazon worldwide. The shopgirl who originally inspired the domme looked much the same physically, and the character of Miss Meirong, as I first wrote her back in early June 2011, has the same type of intelligently kinky playfulness, spiced with luscious evil, that AstroDomina exhibits online and in her videos.

The first appearance of Miss Meirong: she forces her admirer to eat a hamburger like a dog.

The first appearance of Miss Meirong: she forces her admirer to eat a hamburger like a dog.

In this sequel, Miss Meirong has her slave do gross things with his unruly member while in a bookstore!

In this sequel, Miss Meirong has her slave do gross things with his unruly member while in a bookstore!

In “Slave Training: Dinner Is Served,” AstroDomina decides to feed her lucky slave. At first she is alone on her throne in the dungeon, dressed in latex and boots, as she chews and then spits a banana, gummy bears, and a Pop Tart into the slave’s “Man” bowl, and then drenches the mixture with chocolate syrup.

She has the blindfolded, gagged slave brought in to kneel before her. After the blindfold and panty-and-duct tape gag are removed, she scoops out some of the gross concoction and feeds him a little bit of it like a patient but condescending mommy.

Then she upturns the bowl and, after binding his arms behind him, has the helpless but awestruck slave eat his gunky meal off the floor while she keeps his face pressed down with the sole of her boot.

Although in real life the idea of feasting off a floor is my notion of a most repellent repast, in a femdom clip it is very exciting to see this gorgeous Asian mistress express such domineering cruelty with a pitch-perfect TONE of roleplay virtuosity. In these screencaps I made, observe the play of emotions on her face. Emotions create the tone.

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Indeed, tone has a lot to do with the success of clips–the wrong word, a too-harsh inflection, and a femdom clip can go from a thrilling kinky game between men and women into the realm of emotional massacre. Instead, AstroDomina skillfully moves through a range of moods as she deals with her slave. And there are touches of humor too where the basic absurdity of the situation inevitably amuses both mistress and slave. AstroDomina looks like a lot of fun to do a scene with.

The video is straightforward with masterful visual shorthand. For example, because the slave is older, paunchy, and utterly ordinary looking, with a soft belly and butt, we instantly are meant to understand that his place in the natural erotic hierarchy would be BELOW such an alluring creature as AstroDomina. We don’t need any long backstory or dialogue to comprehend this.

In a short story, of course, it might be interesting to read what lead this gentleman to his current state of submission!

After his “meal” he is left, naturally, with the duty of cleaning up any residue from the dungeon floor, as well as washing the dish, while AstroDomina haughtily strides out.

If you’d like to contemplate for yourself more of AstroDomina’s scenarios, check her out on Twitter @AstroDomina or at her Clips4Sale store, and be lead into her cosmos of domination as I have been through this “Slave Training: Dinner Is Served.” If you can, tell her Irv O. Neil sent you. But be aware that the normal state of daily life can feel awfully dull after exposure to AstroDomina!!

So let’s see now…what clip will I order next?

 

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Although I personally made the screencaps to illustrate my analysis, all the images of AstroDomina and her slave from “Slave Training: Dinner Is Served” are ©2015 AstroDomina.

 

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