The dimly lit living room spills over into a kitchen where a few other subs stand or sit on stools around an island. Four subs would like to be used as bottoms, the other two are here to watch and learn. I eye the cart of colorful curved dildos next to Taillor. “You can relax and be a hole,” she tells us.
This time, no other dommes have signed up to learn, and Taillor and two other collective-affiliated dommes are here to help Mistress Red, a leather-clad dominatrix with waist-length red hair who’s heading up the workshop.
Sixty minutes at a Brooklyn kink collective.













