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Published on 5/15/08
Published on 5/15/08
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Manhattan has a Financial District, a Meatpacking District, a Flower District and a Diamond District. Lesser known—at least to the hoi polloi—is the Dungeon District, or “Dungeon Alley.” This 20-block stretch between Chelsea and midtown is home to at least ten BDSM/fetish havens that cater to bondage, domination, submission and role-playing fantasies. And New Yorkers go way beyond “spank me.”
Ask any dominatrix about “Mental Dental” and odds are she’ll tell you they’ve met. “He’s constantly calling and asking if there are new girls,” says Mistress Haley of Rebecca’s Hidden Chamber (212-564-4484, thehiddenchamber.com). Haley has worked there for four years and has “sessioned” with the famed dental fetishist—who trawls the alley nightly—dozens of times. She explains that he insists on an exhaustive, almost ritualistic interview with his chosen domme, and only once he’s convinced she has the “proper” dental training will he agree to a session. “Nine times out of ten, he walks,” Haley says.
Mistress Nadia, a former domme at Dungeon Alley spot the Nutcracker Suite (917-256-0211, nutsuite.com), met Mental Dental on her very first night on the job. In addition to bringing eight different dental instruments with him to sessions, Mental brings a bottle of “Novocain” that the “hygienist” is instructed to use on him. “When I entered the room,” she says, “he was seated in his examination chair. I introduced myself as a nurse’s assistant whose parents were both professional dentists,” Nadia says, remembering her fake backstory. “He explained that he needed some caps, as well as a few other minor operations. He requested that I help him by loosening, and perhaps removing, a few of his teeth.”
There are rumors among the girls that he was once an actual dentist and was stripped of his credentials for extracting teeth unnecessarily from attractive young women. “He really likes it if you have—or had—braces and can talk about that and how straight your teeth are,” Haley says. “He wants to examine them. And tell you what a good brace job you’ve had.”
If that’s not hot enough for you, how about Big-Ball Benny? Benny is known on the Alley for his stench, the filthy black Chucks that cover his grimy feet, and one herniated testicle, which has swelled to the size of a small cantaloupe. “He’s had it for years and he won’t get it taken care of,” Mistress Haley reports. “He says it doesn’t bother him.” She suspects, though, that difficulty moving is one reason Benny never bathes.
“He really doesn’t do anything in particular except lie on the bondage bed,” Haley says. “He wants you to tickle him while he calls you a dirty slut.” Most of the dommes who session with Benny put a little Vicks VapoRub on their upper lip to make it through. “He smells homeless, but he has an apartment and a job.” Katie, a female dungeon manager who has known Benny for years, finds him more manageable than her other clients. “He’s so funny,” she says. “I like him because he’s ornery. He reminds me of certain people in my family. Except…my family’s way cleaner.” Katie doesn’t mind that Benny tries to push her buttons, either. “He’s always like, ‘Play with my dick.’ And I’m like, ‘What the fuck, Benny, I can’t find it. It’s swallowed up by your ball!’ ”
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