An advert in the New Yorker for a high-end hotel chain pictures a glamorous yet scantily-clad woman relaxing in her suite. It reels off a list of the services she’s enjoyed:
Japanese matcha tea
Private tour of MoMA
Bitters-making Masters class
6am dog walker
Rubber chew toy
..and so on.
I couldn’t help but expand on the list:
Four poster bed
Roughly-hewn rope
Ball gag
Sound whipping
Rough anal sex
But then I guess those are standard in many hotels, so don’t need advertising…
did she need the ball gag when she had that naughty chew toy?
Phoenix – good point, well made!