Legends of Dominance - 19
Legends of Dominance - 19 by Mistress Michelle Peters et al. and posted with permission (All information herein is provided by author) Legends of Dominance Article Index |
Sir Michael - Remembering Hellfire West
As soon as you enter Hellfire West there are several showcases which get you right into the mood of things. Adult toys, leather goods, handcuffs (both American and British), all types of restraints and S&M bondage toys, plus magazines and video tapes are on display as well as for sale. A little further inside is a large main room containing a juice bar, a disco dance floor, a large stage area with theatrical lighting and special effects, several permanent fixtures throughout the room such as an X-Cross, whipping posts, cages and stocks, and other S&M toys scattered about.
Walk down a short hall and you'll find a medium sized room with pin-ball machines and a large screen television showing bondage, S&M and X-rated movies throughout the evening. The seating in this room is a large love-pit that can be used by both couples and singles.
Further down the hall there is a sign stating "Beyond This Point Couples Only." There are two couples only session rooms and they are both private and well equipped. There is also a swingers orgy room where group activities can and do take place.
The color scheme of the Club is red and black. Wall plaques mounted with swords and daggers add just the right amount of atmosphere.
The schedule of events at the Hellfire Club is: Tuesday, 9 PM - 2 AM, bi and gay women only with female dancers performing;
- Wednesday and Thursday, 9 PM - 2 AM, regular Hellfire party nights with spontaneous scenes happening throughout the evening;
- Friday and Saturday, 9 PM - 4 AM, party nights with live S&M shows which start at approximately 1 AM and run an hour or more in length.
For more information and a great time visit.
- HELLFIRE
- 7536 E. 7 Mile Rd.
- Detroit, Mi 48234
- ( 313 ) 369-2633
- http://groups.yahoo.com/group/HellfireWest
--Compiled by Mistress Michelle and slave english
What Ever Happened to Hellfire West Detroit?
- Sex club raid nets 2 men, 5 women
Two men and five women will have to explain to a 36th District Court judge Sept. 12 their roles in an alleged whips and chains sex club in northeast Detroit raided by police last weekend. The seven pleaded innocent yesterday at their arraignments to charges of conspiring to operate a bawdy house, a felony carrying a maximum penalty of five years in prison. Judge Willie Lipscomb released them on $5,000 personal bond each, pending next month's hearing. Police identified them as Michael R. Smith, 39, owner of the Hellfire Club, 7536 E. Seven Mile, near Van Dyke; Carey J Mucha, 31, of Lincoln Park, the club's doorman; and employees Donna DeSantis, 26; Donna Field, 20; Deborah House, 28; Jane Raimondo, 34; and Patricia Polzer, 30.
SMITH, ALSO known as "Sir Michael," and the five women listed the same west side Detroit address as their residences. Another woman employe, known to police only as "Andrea," also was charged, but did not appear for arraignment yesterday. Another 21 persons were ticketed for loitering after the raid on the Hellfire Club early Saturday. According to the indictment, Detroit police vice officers, from Aug. 3 to Aug. 27, saw club employees performing sex acts on the club's stage and dispensing liquor without a license. The surveillance was begun in response to neighborhood complaints, police said. The indictment said Ms. DeSantis and Ms. Field were employed as "mistresses" in the club. There was no identification of the other three women.
THE HELLFIRE Club, which. specializes in sado-masochistic shows, was also raided by police last November for liquor law violations. According to one patron, Smith. and several of his women employees perform the shows with a laser-light display and a coffin. Memberships costs $25 a night, or $75 for a two-month period. Members, whose names and addresses are recorded, are required to sign a form that says they are not law enforcement officials. Smith refused to comment on his arrest. His attorney, John McCloskey of Southfield, filed a complaint in Wayne Circuit Court Monday for recovery of articles seized by police in the raid.
ACCORDING TO the document, the items include a .38-caliber pistol, a shotgun, a World War II German dagger, two maces (a medieval club-like weapon with a spiked ball attached to one end), two swords, two hatchets, video tapes, photographs, a whip, a bottle of pink champagne and "a ledger with names and addresses of all members" of the club. In the complaint, Smith "maintains he is a legitimate businessman (who) provides psycho-dramatic presentations to private club members."
- Contributing to this article were staff writers Matt Beer, Linda LaMarre, Cindy Lee and James McClean.
Hellfire as it appears today!
A further unpublished part of the Interview with Bill James , concerning The HellFire West Club, is published here for the first time. Reproduced below is a letter Mistress Michelle received, concerning the publication of the original Interview.
- Bill Tobin
- P.O. Box 643
- Fort Collins, CO 80522
- 29 Aug 85
- Ms. Michelle Peters
- P.O. BOX 781
- Pontiac MI 48056
Dear Michelle:
I just reviewed my notes on the computer and we started this interview back in early May. Thanks for you patience.
Here is the final copy of the interview for your approval. Please read and correct as you see fit. If the corrections are minor I'll send it out without you seeing the corrected version. If there are some corrections you'd like to approve beforehand, please tell me so I won't misquote or misrepsent you.
With your approval all we need is two things. First, I'll send it to Sandy York of ESOTERIC, and (if you'd like Bill Dasher of GUIDE PUBLICATIONS. If you have anyone else please send me their names and addresses. Second, for everyone we send this to, we should include some photos. If you have some, please send them along.
Of all the interviews I've done, I've never met a more articulate person who was as much fun as you. I'm only sorry we couldn't do this face to face. Business may take me to Detroit in the fall, if it does you can be sure I'll offer you a dinner.
In the first tape you told the story of the HELLFIRE CLUB, naming Michael as the owner. In the second tape you indicated that I probably shouldn't use his name because you both live and work in Detroit and you didn't want to cause any trouble. I wrote it up as a postscript to the interview. If you want to use it please tell me.
If there's anything you want to add, please write it in. Have a fun Labor Day. Please send this back as soon as you can.
- Sincerely yours,
- Bill Tobin
- AKA Bill James
THE STORY OF THE HELLFIRE WEST CLUB
Bill James: "Recently, the HellFire club in Detroit was raided by the police? Yet New York City, Los Angeles, San Francisco, and Chicago have always had B&D Clubs. Do you think it was the community or the club that caused the raid?"
Michelle Peters: "That's really two questions: First, do communities support or tolerate B&D clubs. Second, why did Hellfire West get shut down?"
"Most communities are hypocritical. My slaves come from almost every occupation: Lawyers, Judges, State Legislators, Policemen, Automotive Executives and the like. They all come to me, BUT they'd rather do it quietly. Remember Michigan Is mid-west-Redneck-God-Fearing-Middle-America. What that means Is so long as there is almost no publicity, a community will tolerate clubs, Mistresses, and virtually anything else.
HOWEVER, The minute some bible thumper decides he'd like to get elected and `clean up the town' you can bet there'll be trouble. New York City, Boston, `Frisco, & LA have better things to do than raid clubs. Do these towns support these clubs? No, I don't think so. But they do tolerate them. Unfortunately, HellFire West in Detroit made some very basic mistakes."
Bill James: "What happened to Hellfire West? I understand it was probably one of the best clubs around?"
Michelle Peters: "It sure was. It had the best stage, sound system and lighting I've ever seen in a club! It was clean, had nice furniture and an excellent layout for shows.
Bill James: "Sounds like a perfect set—up. What went wrong?"
Michelle Peters: "To start with, when `Sir Michael opened the club he didn't have a club license or a liquor license. Somebody must of have told him that if you sell tickets and then cash them in at the bar for a drink, you can get around the liquor laws."
Bill James: "Was it true?
Michelle Peters: "Not even close! We had parties that went on until 4:00AM and he kept selling drinks even though the bars are supposed to close at 2:00 AM. It only took a couple of weeks before the Liquor Control Commission to come, and shut him down."
"As soon as they raided the place it made the papers. It was a holiday for the Newspapers — You know headlines like "Kinky Club gets Raided!" What he should have done is quietly filed for his licenses an permits then quietly opened up. He did end up filing for his permits but he didn't try avoid the publicity."
Bill James: "I think I can see this coming. What happened next?"
Michelle Peters: "Sure enough, now everybody is watching for this guy, looking to shut him down. As time went on he felt they need more publicity. He invites Channel 7 shows up at the club with TV cameras Soon they are on the Four O'clock `Good Afternoon Detroit' Show. Also, he finds a gossip columnist from the Detroit papers. We find out that he used to work for the NATIONAL ENQUIRER. This reporter probably couldn't write an obituary for his mother without digging up some dirt on her past!"
"With the TV and the newspaper articles the locals are getting down on the club. To top it off, the vice squad slips a female undercover officer in the club looking for a job as a Mistress. As soon as she gets on the payroll she blows the whistle for prostitution."
"Personally, I don't think there was any grounds for the charge of prostitution. However, it was her word against anyone else's so the second raid totally shut the place down."
Bill James: "This is the kind of thing you can probably do very well at and not have to have to be on the evening news."
Michelle Peters: "Absolutely. Many of my slaves are well respected members of the Detroit community. If I were to give an interview, they'd all go and hide under a rock."
Baroness Von Silver
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Mistress Isabella St. Clair
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Empress Kat Prowles
- MISTRESS KAT
He audaciously stood in the center of several people making caustic remarks about the "lucky whores and frauleins" that he seduced while in Germany. His talk was so mawkish that I became sickened by it. I leered him toward a desolate table away from the wedding party whom he was so eager to impress. I believed that he was a pompous bore but I allowed him to think I was quite interested in his excursions in Germany. He was so sure that his macho rituals were impressing me, and he did want to impress me. I decided to tell him that he might get lucky if he came home with me for the night.
During the ride to my home my mind stormed with provocative ideas. I told him that I wanted to show him some interesting things which I knew he would enjoy, since he enjoyed fucking frauleins so well, while in Germany. I mentioned that I would like to play some German games and he was all for it. I didn't tell him what sort of games, except that he would have to wear a blindfold once we were inside my home. Because he was an adventurous macho man he was intrigued but couldn't refuse commenting on the fact that he wanted to get down to some serious sex after the German games. Once we were inside the house I strapped him and blindfolded him and led him by the hand to the dungeon where I cuffed his ankles and wrists to the bottom of a chair which was bolted to the floor. He of course began complaining about the unfair treatment and so I stuck a penis gag into his mouth and strapped it on tightly to his head. I struck him across the face and reminded him of his agreement to play the game.
Sardonic remarks came easily from my lips concerning his outrageous behavior at the wedding reception. I walked around him continuously as I spoke. "I am going to show you all that you missed while you were visiting Germany `Crapette'. From now on you will only answer to "Crapette" when in my presence. I left to put on my uniform and returned as a Nazi Empress, bringing with me several disposable razors. I explained what I was going to do to him and began shaving his body. I told him how excited I was becoming as I stripped his body of macho maleness. I was explicit about the mayhem I was about to perform on his clean shaven body. Crapette seemed to be going through much tribulation as I mercilessly continued shaving him until he was naked of hair except for his head. I felt a great sense of superiority and power over him now, and then began dictating how he would obey me.
I removed the gag from his mouth to allow him to thank me for shedding his body of that disgusting, filthy hair. When he spoke he sounded much different than he had earlier in the evening. He thanked me properly and bowed his head in submission as I released the cuffs from his wrists and ankles. He appeared much smaller in stature and all arrogance had evaporated from his personality. I ordered him to follow me upstairs to the bathroom where I first dressed him in a garter belt and black nylons and then tied him to the shower curtain rail with a rope. The bathroom is one of my favorite places to play with new clean shaven toilet slaves. That is what he was about to become, a toilet slave for the Empress Kat of the High Desert. I love to tease them by using the toilet and making them wish they could be my toilet. Crapette was visibly excited by the tight bondage around his genitals and the teasing touches of my short whip. I too, was excited and could not resist playing with myself while sitting on the toilet until I had myself in a fire....til orgasm.
Releasing the bondage except for his hands being tied together, I had him bend over the tub and enticed him with possibilities of an enema. Sitting on the toilet throne I made sure that he knew of my Imperious expectations. He received harsh whippings until I was satisfied that he understood his position as my slave. I denied him the luscious taste of my divine golden supplement, saving that for the next time when he will beg to serve me as my toilet slave. He did not yet deserve such a treat him to the shower curtain rail with a rope.
Crapette slowly moved down the stairs behind me with his head hung low when I caught Crapette's eyes also looking at my body, astonishingly, I turned and slapped his face with my gloved hand. When we entered the bedroom I instructed him to put on the bra and nightgown which I chose from the closet for my TV slaves. I chose a red and black corsette with garters, a red leather collar and my lovely blonde wig hangs along my shoulders for myself. I re applied my red glossy lipstick to my full thirsty lips. I commanded him to keep his eyes down and not to utter a word without my permission and I ordered him not to move from that spot. I cuffed his hands together and slapped him a few more times, which surprised him so that he fell backwards. I really felt like having some fun. I wore black suede pumps and short black leather skirt so I began kicking him in the chest, then gloves, the type of gloves I adore wearing stepping hard on his cock and balls. I got my studded paddle from the dungeon and slapped his chest and his back with it, leaving many red welts. His body was beginning to look very red and hot and much to my liking. I was a tease when I was very young and I will probably always be a tease and I felt like teasing this wimp then. I played with my breasts and told him that he was allowed to look at me while I did this. My nipples were pink and hard as I brushed them along his hot lips. I turned my ass in his face and ordered him to kiss it and I rubbed it all over his face and chest.
Even though Crapette looked like an old Irish wench I had become very turned on. He was made to turn over on his hands and knees, where I cuffed his ankles together and his hands in front of him. The studded leather paddle had not yet been used on his ass and I decided that it needed some warming up for the finale which was coming up shortly. I paddled his ass nonstop for a couple of minutes, making it nice and rosy and warm. I was having a lot of fun playing this game with him, a game which he thought was foreplay for "some serious sex". I was about ready to explode with pleasure streams from my hot canal of lust. Allowing Crapette to have a chance to catch his breath, I left him lying on the floor face down. In the dungeon I searched frantically for my leather harness in which I could strap a dildoe in, when finding it I hurriedly put it on. I stood in front of the long mirror fascinated at how well I looked in my flesh colored cock, caressing it with feeling. This harness was made for me by another slave who enjoys ``some serious sex',. It fit perfectly. It was custom made in a way that when I thrust it into a slave's asshole it rubbed my cunt exactly at the riqht place.
The maker of the harness would testify to tell that it works just fine. Any of the toys which I use are of exquisite quality and most given to me by my generous, loyal slaves. When a session is conducted using the slaves personalized instruments of pain and pleasure, it seems to enhance the atmosphere considerably.
After finding the tube of lubricant and applying it to the dildoe I returned to the bedroom and found Crapette still lying in the same position as when I left the room. I startled him when I kicked him in the side and he looked up when I stood in front of him with the dildoe sticking out in front of me, practically in his face. His eyes got big and he said, "No. You're not going to use that thing on me." I laughed and stroked the big dildoe. "The game isn't over yet, crapette, I guess I should put the gag back in your mouth and maybe blindfold you again also." He did not say a word, only let out a sigh and hung his head lower. I reapplied some lubricant and then straddled his ass, rubbing the dildoe up and down the crack of it. Spreading his cheeks was not as easy as I had hoped, for the fool was resisting me.
His resistance made me angry, so angry that I almost lost control when I began beating his ass savagely with the same studded paddle. I demanded that he stop resisting me and let me have my way with him. He was whimpering under the penis gag and trying to move around, so I continued to beat him until he finally submitted and I felt his tension relax. I greased up the dildoe again and plunged it into his asshole without any slack. The pounding became harder and faster as I rushed towards my release. I shook with fury as my release came and Crapette was hunching beneath me. He too, let go of his orgasm, all over the carpet of my bedroom.
We stayed in a heap there on the floor for a few minutes before I gave the order for him to wipe up that mess he made. I uncuffed him and laid back on the bed. Crapette looked at me with a look of puzzlement but found a washcloth and did as he was told. I dressed and found relaxation in a comfortable chair in the front room where Crapette sat very straight in a dinette chair across from me. I said to him, "You have pleased me very much,"
He replied respectfully, "Thankyou Empress Kat, you have opened up new doors for me and I feel very grateful to you for helping me find what I have been looking for all along. I hope that you will allow me to return to your domain in the High Desert again very soon. I want to be your loyal slave if you will have me." I of course wanted to see him again, in that, I was quite sure that he would give me much pleasure the next time. Each session gets better and better and each slave comes closer to complete slavery.
After it was understood that I do not want to see Crapette acting in such an arrogant, unpleasing manner ever again I told him that I would be in touch with him as soon as I needed him. He understood that he would show up promptly when summoned to the desert and never offer me any excuses for being late. I will not tolerate tardiness or any disobedience. I led him to the door and said "AUF WIEDERSEHEN"
I am presently looking for both female and male slaves to serve me in my desert domain. All supplicants must go through an extensive interview and training will begin if accepted. I have many Bizarre interests and there is no fool slave who can shock me. I have a bi male Slave who will assist if specifically asked for. I am ornpletey bi sexual and desire to own a personal female body slave, maid. I adore transvestites and gay types. I demand perfection in their service to me.
- EMPRESS KAT OF THE HIGH DESERT
- WRITE TO ME AT,
- KAT PROWLES
- BARSTOW, CA.
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