"Verfolgt" (also goes by "Punish Me" and "Hounded")

Directed by Angelina Maccarone

Starring:  Maren Kroymann,

Kostja Ullmann,

Markus Voellenklee,

Stephanie Charlotta Koetz

Released: 2006

Length: 85 minutes

 

My brief encounter on Halloween night with a college-aged submissive male wasn’t the first time I’ve dominated (or been sexually intimate) with a male young enough to be my son. There was the time I attended a May/December Society social. I had a brief encounter with a young twenty-something male where I was intimate with him on a small scale, although it was mostly flirting, kissing and touching. You can read about it here.

Then there was the time I went out with my sisters and met a young guy at a club who was a friend of my niece. Those that read my blog back in those days know that I ended up seeing this young man a few times, including New Year’s Eve that year. I never dominated him physically but I dominated the relationship as I was more experienced both sexually and socially. There was a real feeling of power in having my way with such a young man. He still e-mails me from time to time.

 

My first D&S encounter with a much younger male was back in my ClubFEM days. After our original group broke up when the host couple moved away and we had to search for a new venue, I made several attempts of restarting the group. One time this new couple offered their home but they already had several other people that wanted to attend. We merged the two groups one night. Previously my group was all Femdom couples but this new group allowed singles to attend.

 

We had an age-limit of 21 and this one young man showed up and if he made the limit, he barely made the limit. He knew one of the younger Dommes from a DC area BDSM club and she invited him. In the course of the evening, he made his way over to me and complemented me on my leather outfit. We talked and I learned that he liked to be spanked.

 

I had granted another Mistress permission to play with my hubby. She had just learned how to do Shibari rope bondage and wanted to use James to practice on. This was a very lengthy procedure so he was “tied up” as I was interacting with my young submissive. He was very cute and most respectful therefore I offered to administer an over-the-lap spanking with my bare hands and a wooden paddle.

 

I must confess that I got an extra thrill in spanking his young bottom. I don’t know if it was our age difference or the fact that others were watching, but I definitely “got into it” and so did he. Being a cougar is one thing, but that involves sex with a much young man. But what about dominating a much younger man? Although he was 21 (or so he said, he looked as if he could have been 18 or 19 with a fake ID) and I was around 40 at the time, I could definitely see how an older woman could be drawn into D&S relationship with a young, inexperienced male, who was eager to be trained.

 

That brings me to a movie I reviewed back in 2008. Originally titled “Verfolgt” (Pursued), this German black and white film tells the story of a middle-aged woman who enters into a D&S relationship with a 16-year-old boy.

 

Elsa Seifert (Maren Kroymann) is a woman nearing her fiftieth birthday who has a career as a probation officer and works with troubled teenagers. Elsa is married to Raimar (Markus Voellenklee), who runs an auto repair shop, and they have a comfortable relationship, with one grown daughter who lives on her own.

 

Elsa is assigned to look into the case of Jan Winkler (Kostja Ullmann), who is only sixteen but has a precocious criminal record and has just been released from a juvenile detention facility. We see him on the basketball court get knocked over for not passing the ball. In the shower, he lovingly strokes the bruise on his back, which is our first clue that Jan is a masochist.

 

He gets saucy with his probation officer, to the point where she finally slaps him across the face. He likes it and, in a surprise to her, she does too. To her surprise, Jan begins stopping by her home, sometimes bringing her gifts.

Elsa persuades Raimar to give Jan a part time job at his shop to keep the boy occupied, but this does little to blunt Jan's zeal, and Raimar strikes up a friendship with him. One night, aware that Jan is watching from the sidewalk, Elsa leaves the curtains open as she makes love with her husband, which becomes the first step in an erotic dance with her young client.

 

Elsa quickly discovers Jan is a masochist with a deep need to be disciplined. He follows her around, offering himself to her, telling her she can do what she wants with him. Jan's combination of vulnerability and persistence touches something in Elsa, and she finally agrees to meet him. They go to an abandoned building.

The shirtless Jan temps Elsa and she gently pushes him to his knees, where he commences to kiss her shoes. Elsa stops him and reminds him that she did not give him permission to do that. Jan seizes on her rebuke and suggests that perhaps she should punish him. Unable to resist him any longer, Elsa gives in to his request and pulls down his pants. She proceeds to administer a bare hand spanking. Elsa enjoys it, but she stops herself after only a half dozen mild swats.

Elsa is by no means a classic femme fatale. She is 50 and looks every day of it, not unattractive, but a bit hard, and a bit weary. Jan is a good-looking boy-man. There is nothing particularly glamorous about their game. They are not tricked out in fetish gear or surrounded by props. Yet, the game continues. The attraction between them grows.

The next time they meet at the abandon building, Elsa has Jan undress for her. In classic CFNM style, fully clothed Elsa sits in a chair as Jan strips. Elsa views his naked body where she proclaims “You’re beautiful!” Next she orders him to “walk across the room, I want to watch you.” (How many times have I seen similar scenes in movies where an older man has a young girl parade for him? This was a nice role reversal).

 

 

As Jan walks around for her, Elsa surprises him by jumping up, grabbing him, forcing his hands behind his back while she caresses his naked body. Then she ties his hands with her scarf and lays him on the cold floor where she proceeds to chain him there, utilizing a chain hanging from the wall of the abandon old manufacturing plant.  

Elsa leaves Jan there, naked and vulnerable. She merely goes outside to smoke a cigarette but he fears she has truly left abandoned him, all alone in the dark. Her mind games work as Jan begins to cry. Elsa rushes in and holds him in her arms, comforting him.

 

The next time we see them together, Jan is at Elsa’s house, naked, on all fours with a collar around his neck and a leash attached. Elsa asks him where he got the collar and leash. Jan says he got it from a sex shop but when Elsa questions how a sixteen year-old bought the items at a sex shop, he refuses to answer. Thus Elsa answers for him and tells him that she suspects he got the items at a local pet shop. 

Elsa removes the dog collar from his neck and replaces it with a soft ribbon. She tightens the ribbon and draws him close to her, bringing him in close enough where he wants to kiss her but she pushes him away, than brings him in again, teasing him but denying him.  

Elsa pushes Jan to his knees where she unbuttons her shirt, allowing Jan to kiss the stomach of a fifty-year-old woman. Although he wants to explore more of her body, she denies him. Instead, she gets her ruler and guides Jan to her couch, which he kneels upon as she spreads his hands against the wall, his bare ass exposed to her.  

Elsa administers four moderate blows to his ass. Caught up in the excitement, she reaches her hand inside her pants and begins to finger herself. Jan turns around, at which she rebukes him and orders him to “look straight ahead”.

 

 

Elsa continues with his discipline, administering a dozen hard whacks with the ruler, almost brining Jan to tears. Sensing his suffering, Elsa stops his punishment and takes the naked teen in her arms and comforts him. 

Elsa asks Jan, “Where are you?” He replies “Inside of myself”. Elsa follows up with “What do you feel there?” but before he can answer, Elsa’s daughter knocks on the door, sending them scrambling and breaking the energy of their power exchange.

 

 

 

 

The subsequent occasion when Elsa punishes Jan is when they meet again at the abandon building. She takes him underneath and has him lay against the slanted foundation wall. Elsa whips him with a leather belt, giving Jan twenty-four hard thrashings. When she is finished, they once again embrace and she nurtures him.

 

The severity keeps increasing. It began as a bare hand spanking, then a moderate spanking with a ruler and now the relationship has progressed where she is whipping him rather severely.
 

 

 

Jan’s becomes dependent of Elsa, and she develops feelings for him. They briefly kiss. However, their secret relationship is altered when Jan gets beat up on the street by troubled youth. Elsa is waiting for him at their usual rendezvous, the abandon building. When he doesn’t show she goes looking for him and finds him injured on the street.

 

Once Jan is released from the hospital, Elsa takes him and they check into a hotel so they can be alone. What transpires there is uncertain but we see them in bed together, Elsa clothed, caressing and nurturing Jan. He tells her of his dreams, how he wants to run off with her to Brazil. She seems to be accepting of the idea, although she doesn’t respond verbally.

 

Elsa falls asleep and Jan gets up, and appears to rob her purse. She awakens to find him gone. Elsa goes looking for him. Once she finds him, he shows her what he bought with her money. Jan has purchased two plane tickets to Brazil. Reality sets in and Elsa knows the fantasy must end, therefore she tells Jan that he needs to go to a group home, where he can deal with his emotional hurts. Working with his social worker, Elsa secures a place for Jan. Elsa returns to reality and her relationship with her husband. End of story.

 

I got my copy of this DVD from Amazon. It is a German film therefore I set the subtitles to English. The film appears to be low-budget and it is shot in grainy black-and-white.

 

What transpires between Elsa and Jan isn't just about their D&S interactions. They fulfill a need within each other. Elsa is a disciplinarian and Jan has a desire to be punished, perhaps for the transgressions of his young life but more likely because he has masochistic tendencies. At multiple times he tries to kiss Elsa’s shoes while he is attempting to seduce her into disciplining him. And you can sense that Jan would love to sexually pleasure Elsa, if she would only give him the green light, which she never does.

 

Elsa disciplines Jan but she never hurts him, in fact, she wants to take him “inside of himself” (subspace), a place Jan is eager to go. It is hard to know Elsa’s motives but she is nurturing with Jan after each punishment session, which says that she hopes Jan can find inner healing when he goes “inside of himself”.

 

Through this relationship, Elsa discovers a hidden part of her own sexuality. She knows her actions veer outside of socially (and in this case, legally) acceptable behavior, and she never allows her sexual desires to cross the moral line which she has set. She never permits herself to have sexual relations with Jan, although one can assume that she thinks about him in her fantasies. She stopped herself the one time she was fingering herself when spanking Jan, yet I would imagine she spent many evenings fingering herself when she was alone, as she replayed her discipline sessions with Jan within her mind.

 

However, all of this is conjecture and my interpretation. Director Angelina Maccarone does not dissect the relationship between Elsa and Jan. There are no flashbacks or confessionals that examine the motivations or even the feelings of these characters. Maccarone presents her story in a direct, non-exploitative way and asks us to watch as the events play out. We are allowed to draw our own conclusions, and we learn about these people through their actions and sometimes contradictory reactions.

 

I read where Maren Kroymann is a well-known as a stand-up comedian in Germany. Both Kroymann and Ullmann give solid performances. This is not a great film and it is not salacious or even blatantly Femdom. However, I suspect if you have a spanking fetish, or are into CFNM, or older women dominating younger men, you might enjoy it, especially the four brief scenes where Elsa disciplines Jan.

Rating: 3 out of 5 stars

Note – “Verfolgt” has been screened in English-speaking territories under the titles “Hounded’ and “Punish Me”.

 

Ilsa: She Wolf of the SS

Directed by: Don Edmonds 

Starring:  Dyanne Thorne,

Gregory Knoph,

Tony Mumolo,

Maria Marx,

Nicolle Riddell,

Jo Jo Deville,

Richard Kennedy  

Released: 1975 

Language: English 

Length: 96 minutes

In the movie (and later the play) “The Producers”, Max Bialystock and Leo Bloom have the crazy idea of producing the worse Broadway show in history so they can get rich by overselling interests in a show that closes after one night. They scour through scores of plays in search for the worse play ever written. They finally settle on a play that they’re convinced will be so offensive and so tasteless that the audience and critics will be repulsed, insuring the shows closure. The play they choose is titled “Springtime for Hitler”. 

Those that saw “The Producers”, be it the Zero Mostel and Gene Wilder 1968 film or the Nathan Lane and Matthew Broderick musical, know that the plan failed when the performance by the actor playing Hitler is so campy and outrageous, the audience mistakes it for satire and the show becomes a hit. 

 

I mention “The Producers” because if movie producers were searching for the most offensive and disturbing movie script ever written, they might choose “Ilsa: She Wolf of the SS”. The fact that this movie got made is amazing in itself. The fact that it was financially successful and became a cult-classic is even more astounding.  
 

I once saw an interview where the interviewer asked a high-profile movie critic how he was able to sit through “bad” movies. By using the word “bad”, the interviewer was referring to films with little or no artistic value. When most people would walk out on a film or hit the stop button on their DVD player or change the channel on their television; the film critic must endure the “bad” movie, the “tasteless” film and the “offensive” motion picture.  
 

When asked this question, the movie critic explained that he did his job by looking for some artistic value, even when none was apparent. He reminded himself that someone, be it the writer, the producer or the director, found enough merit in the story to pursue making the film. That doesn’t mean the critic will recommend the movie but it allows him or her to remain objective enough to give the movie a chance, no matter how offensive or tasteless the film may seem to the masses.  
 

I’ve watched my share of horror films and gory movies, and while I’m not a fan of “slasher” films or “splatter” films (a horror film that deliberately focuses on graphic portrayals of excessive blood and guts), I can’t recall ever being more “turned-off” by a film as much as I was by “Ilsa: She Wolf of the SS”. Yet, like the movie critic I mentioned above, I suffered through the gruesome and gory scenes in the movie in order to try to understand why this film became a so-called cult classic.  
 

In 1974, Cinepix of Canada wanted a prison camp film and they hired two men to write “Ilsa: She Wolf of the SS”. Next, soft porn and exploitation film king Dave Friedman was hired to produce it and Don Edmonds was hired to direct (Don was part of the production team that helped Quentin Tarantino get his early professional filmmaking career off and running). Friedman and Edmonds searched for the lead female character, Ilsa, and hired Las Vegas showgirl and small time actress Dyanne Thorne. They did the film in 9 days and the rest, as they say, is cinema history.  
 

The audience's were truly shocked when they saw the film, not only in the USA but all over the world. Ilsa radically changed Dyanne Thorne’s life, first negatively but then positively. Ilsa gave her an image that she's had for over 30 years and still has to this day. Dyanne Thorne remains a favorite at many cult-film conventions.
 

 

 

 

We throw around the term “cult classic” more than we probably should. “The Rocky Horror Picture Show” (ironically released the same year as “Ilsa: She Wolf of the SS”) had and still has a true cult-like following. “Ilsa: She Wolf of the SS” is more infamous than a cult classic, in my opinion. It is infamous for two reasons. One, the shocking content of the film and two, the female character Ilsa has become a kind of fictional FemDom icon over the years, especially when it comes to representing female sadism. I wonder how many professional Mistresses, who role-play some form of the Ilsa fantasy with their male clients, have ever seen the film? I dare say not many.  
 

In 1975, “Ilsa: She Wolf of the SS” actually made it into the top 50 grossing movies of the year, thanks to 42nd street and a plethora of drive-in movie theaters that specialized in low-budget films. “Sexploitation” and “Gore” films found a niche in the drive-in theater market of the 1970’s.  
 

As I watched this movie, I kept reminding myself that I was reviewing “Ilsa: She Wolf of the SS” for an e-zine dedicated to Female Domination. I tried to take the advice of the high-profile movie critic and search for some artistic value or at least the motivation behind making this film.  
 

The movie begins with a scene of the mature (Dyanne Thorne was 42 when this movie came out) and busty Ilsa having sex with a good looking man. Ilsa is on top and she is encouraging her “lover” to withhold from orgasm so she can achieve one herself. He fails and climaxes. Disappointed and frustrated, Ilsa retires to her shower where she masturbates. Next, we see Ilsa dressing for work. She puts on her Nazi SS uniform.  
 

Her lover/boy-toy is dragged from Ilsa’s bed by her two blonde female guards, known as her “black widows”.
 

 

 

He is taken to some sort of medical room and bound to a table. There he will meet the same fate as all of Ilsa’s male sex slaves. He will be castrated. The two blonde guards begin the procedure, and we see blood running into a drain that surrounds the table, but Ilsa herself will do the honors of actually removing his genitals, mocking the screaming prisoner, telling him how his privates will be preserved in a jar and given as a gift to one of her superior officers as further proof of the inferiority of both the prisoner’s race and gender.

 

 

 

Not a bad opening scene for submissive men that harbor fantasies of cruel, sadistic women who like to use and abuse men. Based on this opening scene, I thought the FemDom appeal of Ilsa was rather straightforward. She believes in the superiority of women, she is a Sadist and she uses men for her pleasure and then discards them.  
 

There is a scene where two male prisoners discuss why Ilsa castrates her male lovers. Mario (Tony Mumolo), who has been castrated by Ilsa, replies, "Perhaps it is her way of punishing a man who makes her feel like a woman, yet fails to satisfy her cravings for more." Sounds like a good enough reason to me.  
 

Later in the movie, we see another scene that I would classify as “FemDom worthy”. Ilsa’s commanding officer, a Nazi General who is also a sadist, a butcher and a murder, pays Ilsa a visit to evaluate her controversial medical experiments. After witnessing her gruesome and atrocious methods, the two find themselves alone. The General is obviously attracted to the blonde female Commandant, and she has already accepted the fact that she will have to sleep with the General in order to secure his favor. As she begins to undress, the General requests that she only undresses from the waist down, leaving on her white shirt, black tie and her Nazi SS uniform jacket. Once Ilsa is naked from the waist down, the General begs her to put her boots back on. The General obviously has a boot fetish and/or an SS uniform fetish.  
 

The General, Ilsa’s superior officer, then lies on his back in a submissive position, and he tells Ilsa that she is superior to him. The General calls Ilsa “a blonde Goddess”. The General grovels before Ilsa and begs her to urinate on him. Ilsa reluctantly obliges (we hear the sound of her pissing on the General as the camera shows a close-up of Ilsa’s cruel face). 
 

Psychologically, this scene might make sense. The General is in-charge of lots of soldiers, he has committed many crimes against humanity, and one can almost understand how the General might seek to relinquish power and relieve some of his guilt by being degraded and humiliated by Commandant Ilsa. However, by the time I got to this scene, I was way past the point of trying to psychoanalyze the characters and their motives. All the Nazis in the movie, male and female, were pure evil, and I could not muster any sympathy for Ilsa, even if she were motivated to prove to her male army superiors the natural supremacy of women.  
 

Had the film struck a lighter note, had it been less gruesome, if all the prisoners who were abused were men at the hands of sadistic females, had it emphasized the sex and deemphasized the gore, I might have been able to understand the appeal of Ilsa. Perhaps submissive men who watch this film grasp onto the castration scene and the golden shower scene. Perhaps when Ilsa’s female guards simultaneously whip a man and a woman (the busty “black widow” guards being topless as they literally whip the prisoners to death) the male audience focuses only on the male being whipped by the attractive women. Perhaps the submissive nature in man allows him to block out the horrors that are done to women in this movie and focus only on the horrors done to the men. Perhaps the imagery of a sadistic woman like Ilsa permeates the male submissive nature to the point that stirs him to sexual arousal. I don’t know and I am incapable of writing this review from the male perspective.  
 

From my perspective, I could not stomach the intense and grotesque torture of women depicted in the film, and unfortunately that is the main plot of “Ilsa: She Wolf of the SS”. Ilsa runs Nazi medical camp #9 and in addition to her normal medical experiments she performs on prisoners at the direction of the Third Reich, Ilsa also conducts her own private experiments in order to prove that women are physically superior to men. She subjects the unfortunate female prisoners to sadistic and painful tortures so she can prove her theory that women would make better soldiers than men. Somehow this is supposed to help the Nazi war effort.  
 

Although the women prisoners are naked and while Ilsa and her black widow guards are attractive females, there is nothing sexual or erotic about these scenes. The medical experiments are not for the squeamish. We witness tortures by an electrified dildo, boiling women in hot water, acid being poured on bodies, biological tests where women are injected with diseases, operations with no anaesthesia and no sterilization, both public and private hangings, and various other forms of debauchery.
 

 

 

I am no prude and I am fully aware of the subgenre of the exploitation film known as “Women in prison” films that began in the late 1960s and continues to the present day. These stories feature imprisoned women who are subjected to sexual and physical abuse, typically by sadistic female prison wardens and guards. The genre also features many films in which imprisoned women engage in lesbian sex. These films are pure male fantasy intended only to titillate the audience with a lurid mix of sex and violence. The flexible format, and the loosening of censorship laws, allowed filmmakers to choose from an extensive menu of misogynistic taboos. From voyeurism (strip searches, group shower scenes, cat-fights) to sexual fantasies (lesbianism, rape, sexual slavery), to fetishism (bondage, whipping, degradation), and outright sadism (beatings, torture, cruelty). 
 

Be that as it may, did Friedman really believe there was some way a soft-core exploitation picture set in a Nazi slave labor camp could ever have been either erotic or tasteful? I think what disturbed me so much about “Ilsa: She Wolf of the SS” is that such atrocities really occurred in Nazi Germany. In the beginning, the director puts forth a dedication to the victims of the Holocaust with the moral message that the purpose of the film is to shine a light on them that they never occur again. And if you buy that one, I have some magic beans I’d like to sell you. This was not “Schindler’s List”.  
 

Ilsa and her female guards are the creations of male fantasy. Some said the character Ilsa was loosely based on convicted Nazi war criminal Ilse Koch. ‘Loosely’ would be the key word because Ilse Koch did not look like Dyanne Thorne. Thorne is the embodiment of the male fantasy of a sadistic female. Dyanne Thorne and the two women who play her black widow guards are attractive, busty blondes. When she is not topless, Thorne is showing off her impressive cleavage by making sure her top buttons on her white shirt are undone.
 

 

 

 

It is obvious that Friedman and the makers of this movie exploited the real horrors of what men and women had to endure in the Nazi Stalag camps. To try to sugarcoat it with a lukewarm dedication to Holocaust victims is more offensive than the movie itself.  

 

Please don’t misunderstand what I’m saying. I have no problems with men who have the Ilsa fantasy. Heck, I myself enjoy interrogation role-playing scenes (see my SS style hat in picture in the heading of my blog). The wonderful thing about role-play is that men and women can explore taboo fantasies within a safe and sane environment. You might recall one of the first films I reviewed back in 2005 was Nick Broomfield's documentary “Fetishes”. One of the clients that frequented Pandora’s Box was a Jewish man who wanted his Dominatrix to dress up as a Nazi SS officer and interrogate him. The documentary surmised that such role-play can take something horrifying and change into something pleasurable.  
 

I make no judgements on why certain men have these fantasies and feel a need to act them out. However, I do have a problem with a film that exploits the torture of women in order to give some men a cheap sexual thrill. One could make the argument that the heroines of the film “Ilsa: She Wolf of the SS” were the women who fought back. One woman was literally tortured to death yet she refused to submit to Ilsa. She almost got revenge in the end but died just short of being able to extract her retribution. Yet, even that plot line was overshadowed by a male domination theme.  
 

The hero of “Ilsa: She Wolf of the SS” is a man. Wolfe (George Knoph) is a German born American prisoner who becomes one of Ilsa’s boy-toys. He has a ‘special ability’. Wolfe can hold back climaxing as long as he wants, thus he becomes the first man who is able to truly satisfy Ilsa sexually. Naturally, he is not castrated and because of his manhood he is spared and he becomes a nightly visitor to Ilsa's private quarters. By the end of the film, Ilsa submits to him because she has been sexually conquered by a “real man”. Wolfe uses his sexual power over Ilsa to instigate a prisoner uprising. The female prisoners get revenge on Ilsa’s black widow guards but Nazi reinforcements arrive to put down the revolt, although Wolfe and one of the female prisoners do manage to escape.  
 

The Nazi reinforcements, under the order of the same General who called Ilsa a “blonde Goddess” and begged her for a golden shower, kill Ilsa and shut down the camp. Apparently Ilsa’s medical experiments were too gruesome even for the Nazis, or maybe they were offended by her theory on the natural superiority of women. 
 

One interesting side note I learned when researching the film was that the movie sets came from the television show "Hogan's Heroes". Given Bob Crane’s own kinky personal life, the filming location seems strangely appropriate. But you won't see Hogan, Sergeant Schultz, or Colonel Klink in this movie. The movie was shot on the leftover set before it was torn down.
 

"Ilsa: She Wolf of the SS" is a disturbing film that should repulse more than it titillates, even if you are a hardcore masochist. I realize those who enjoyed this movie will argue that its critics take it far too serious and that the blood and gore is notably fake (the blood looks like red paint). But no matter how you dissect it, even if you ignore the cruel treatment of the women prisoners and if you judge the film purely from a FemDom perspective, the fact that it took a “real man” to bring about Ilsa’s downfall is another mark against it in my book. Not only is the male character Wolfe able to sexually satisfy Ilsa, he is able to sexually satisfy both of her black widow guards, at the same time of course. Talk about male fantasy.  
 

Which brings me back to the question, why did this film have a popular following? I dare say it wasn’t the male character Wolfe and his sexual ability. No there is another reason. Perhaps the answer to this question is written on the back of the DVD case. “Never in the history of cinema has there been a female villain like Ilsa.” There you have it. Ilsa was and is a popular character because some men are captivated by the mere thought of an attractive sadistic woman.
 

 

 

How popular is Ilsa? In doing research for this review, I uncovered all kinds of Ilsa memorabilia. There are Ilsa dolls and Ilsa statues and Ilsa models.

 

 

 

There are Ilsa conventions where people dress up like the characters in the film. There are Ilsa parties where women wear SS uniforms.

 

Thus on closer examination, perhaps "Ilsa: She Wolf of the SS" does qualify as a cult classic. That still doesn’t change the fact that this was one of the most offensive and tasteless films ever made.  
 

If the character of Ilsa turns you on because she is attractive and sadistic and you have a thing for women in uniform, more power to you. The character of Ilsa will remain a fictitious FemDom icon that is the inspiration for many role-playing scenarios between submissive men and Dominant women. Be that as it may, in my opinion, the movie "Ilsa: She Wolf of the SS" is one sick flick. Now if you’ll excuse me, I have to go interrogate my husband.

 

 

Rating: 1 out of 5 stars

Halloween 2013: College boy with leather fetish makes for stimulating night

Thursday night was definitely one for the books. Halloween afforded me the opportunity to wear my custom-fit leather outfit out in public.

 

As promised, hubby stayed home while my single female friend Amanda and I went out bar hopping. Amanda doesn’t drink so there was no need to bring hubby along as our designated driver. He spent the night locked up in the confinement room in chastity, with a butt plug inserted, and wearing a pair of my panties.

Amanda couldn’t believe my outfit and wondered where on earth I got such an ensemble. I told her Vegas. When she asked what I was supposed to be, I told her “a Dominatrix”. Amanda is a little on the naïve side being a small town girl. She didn’t know what a Dominatrix was (or she played dumb). I just told her to google it sometime and left it at that.

Amanda dressed as Red Riding Hood with a red hooded robe that she made herself. But something was sorely lacking. What she was wearing under the robe just didn’t work. So I got on-line and looked up red riding hood costumes and saw the following picture.
 

 

Amanda is short and kind of built like the woman in this picture so that gave me an idea. I knew I had enough accessories to spice up her outfit. I made sure to close the bedroom door so she couldn’t see what I was doing but I went into my toy chest and I got my leather corset, pvc glovelettes, and my pair of old two lips knee high leather boots. 

 

Again, Amanda wondered where I got all this stuff but she didn’t seem to mind as I altered her costume. The boots were a little too big for her feet but I stuffed some insoles in there and pulled a pair of thick socks on her feet and she was able to make it work. Her walking would be difficult all night but she was pretty psyched with how sexy I made her costume. The boots really hugged her lower legs as she has nice calf muscles.

I checked in on James one final time before we headed out. I didn’t want to go too local so we drove 20 miles to a college town that has a lot of nice bars. The first couple we hit were dead. In fact, I was disappointed in the lack of people out and about this Halloween. I guess everyone was waiting for the weekend. But at least the college kids were out having a good time.

A young girl sitting next to us at the bar overheard me commenting on how dead things were and she told us about a Halloween party taking place in this bar which is located in the basement of the local Democrat club. She said the place is always crowded every Thursday night because it is pitcher night. She also said there was a good mix of young and old (not sure what she meant by that) at this place.

Amanda and I headed over there and sure enough, there was a line to get in. Luckily we didn’t have to wait long. The place was packed with about half the people dressed in costumes, the other half dressed as if it were any other Thursday night. And I have no idea what the girl at the other bar meant by a nice mix of young and old but all I saw were young twenty-somethings. Amanda is ten years younger than I am and she said she felt old. You can imagine how I felt.

There was no place to sit as all the tables were taken. After we stood around for about 30 minutes, two nice young men gave up their seat at the bar for us. It’s a good thing because our feet were killing us standing in our boots.

On any other night, nobody would have given us two seconds of attention as we were surrounded by lots of young, hot looking college chicks. But the magic of Halloween, leather and boots began to work in our favor. A number of guys, and gals, as they crowded the bar to order pitchers and drinks commented on my leather Sgt. Peppers leather jacket and skin-tight leather pants. A few, both guys and gals, actually asked permission to touch both my jacket and my pants. I eventually got hot in my jacket and had to take it off and put it over the back of the barstool. I covered it with Amanda’s coat so it wouldn’t get dirty. Underneath I was wearing a leather halter-top.

Amanda also got plenty of attention in her outfit and this one guy struck up a real long conversation with her. Amanda is currently seeking a boyfriend so this night was definitely good for her self-esteem. I could tell she really enjoyed the attention she was getting from several young men, this one in particular.

The highlight of the night was when this young, probably 21 or 22, man who kept staring at my pants and boots all night, finally crowded next to me at the bar. He was cute in a geekish/computer nerd kind of way, and I picked up on the vibe that was coming from him. He was submissive who probably fantasized about dominant women all the time, and now here was one in person, in all my leather glory.

I knew he wouldn't muster the courage to say anything to me so I decided to give him a thrill. I started to talk with him and after the ice was broken a bit, I allowed him to run his hands over my leather pants. I now had this kid in the palm of my hand. The question would be “what was I to do with him?”

I could have teased him all night, got his hopes up and then dumped him in a cruel, Dominatrix way. Or I could toy with him, string him along only to run out the clock and leave him spellbound and frustrated. Or I could give him the thrill of this young life.

I am a compassionate woman at heart and thanks to what I have learned from my hubby, I realize how hard it is for submissive men to have actual experiences with dominant women. I had zero desire to have sex with this young man as he wasn’t my type. But I found him to be cute and I was attracted to his bashfulness and submissive nature. I decided to allow him to worship me, if the opportunity and circumstances would permit.

The place was beyond loud so I didn’t really care who all could hear our conversation (probably no one) so after an hour of seducing my admirer, I asked him if he wanted to worship me in my leather. He didn’t hesitate, and he knew exactly what I meant, which told me he must have been a consumer of femdom porn. So I asked him if he lived alone. He didn’t. He shared a house with four other guys but said he had his own room.

No way was I going to go for that. So I asked him if he would be willing to get a hotel room, and only if it was decent like the Hampton’s Inn I saw on the edge of town. He said he didn’t have the money for that and his parents monitor his credit card activity. Just hearing the word “parents” made me reconsider. I felt like some kind of a Succubus.

But I was too excited to back out now. So I asked Amanda if I could borrow the keys to her SUV and promised to be back in about 30 minutes. Amanda was still enjoying the company of the guy she was flirting with so she gave me the keys without hesitation. She knew she could trust me.

I put on my leather jacket, took my young submissive by the hand and led him to Amanda’s SUV. I didn’t like where it was parked so I moved it to the back of the parking lot and backed it into a spot that was against a wall. We then moved to the backseat where I allowed him to touch my boots and my pants. He had a very noticeable erection which I purposely brushed up against with my hand. My instincts inside the bar were correct. His package was small and he was not lover material.

I leaned against the door and gave him permission to lick the leather on my boots and my pants. I eventually guided his head to my crotch and ordered him to lick the leather with long, passionate strokes of his tongue as if he were eating pussy. He was very nervous, his hands were shaking a little, and I wondered several time if he had ever been with a girl before. But I didn’t ask. I just allowed him to bask in the taste and aroma of the leather.

I was getting very excited and had he gotten the hotel room, I probably would have allowed him to eat my pussy. I’m sure he will look back on this night the rest of his life and kick himself for not springing for a $129 hotel room.

I allowed him to lick and touch my leather for a good 20 minutes or so before I had to push him away. As I sat up he got a little bold and started to kiss me. I allowed him to kiss my neck and the sides of my face but I denied his attempts to kiss my lips. He was one horny male so I figured I needed to add a little femdom to keep him in that mind space. I told him to give me his cell number and I wanted him to go home and wait on my call. I told him it would be a surprise. That got him to leave immediately and eagerly.

I went back inside the bar and got Amanda. She was ready and in a great mood as she had exchanged phone numbers with her own young admirer. I told her if she wanted, she could bring him along, but to her credit, Amanda does not put out on a first meeting or even a first date.

We started the drive home and on the edge of town, I had her stop at the Hampton Inn. I told her I needed to use the bathroom but I went inside the lobby and used a pay phone and called my young submissive (I didn’t want him to have my number). He was already in his room as I had commanded. It was very late and I had to talk softly but I ordered him to masturbate for me but to hold back until I gave him permission. I have experience with this from my days as a phone Mistress.

After toying with him for maybe five minutes, I gave him the order to “Do It”. I could hear him grunting and then relaxing. He got all quiet and I knew he had obeyed my command. I told him he had pleased his Mistress and with that I bid him a good night. Before I hung up he asked if he could see me again. I told him it was doubtful and that I lived in Washington DC (a white lie for his benefit) and rarely get to this neck of the woods. But I’ll keep his number just in case I ever need him to serve me in some capacity.

When I got home, I told James all about it. He said he would have given anything to have had an experience like that when he was in college. He then shared with me about a time he was in college and was at a bar with his friends. There was an older woman sitting at the bar in a black lace top, spandex pants and she had a pair of handcuffs hanging from her belt. He said he was too nervous to approach her and his buddies all made smart comments about her saying she was probably a Witch. James said he regrets not approaching her, wondering what might have happened if he had.

As he was telling me his story I could tell he was jealous of the young man I had dominated. For my part, I was still very much turned on from the experience. I allowed James to pick up where my young submissive left off. I allowed James to worship my pants, knowing another male had his lips all over them a few hours earlier.

 

I then slid them down and had James orally service me. It was now after 4:00am in the morning. Needless to say, I called off the next day. But I made James go into work.