Belle du Jour

Did anyone ever visit Belle du Jour in NYC? Belle was a Dominatrix and had an upscale business. I went there in the 70's three or four times (not a lot of cash in those days). I never actually met Belle but the woman who gave me enemas new exactly what she was doing. It was worth the cash.

What a great Gal Belle was. She made sure all went well and had good gals working for her. I was both a friend and client. She was down town. As I remember saw here often 1970-1980. She was one of a kind. You always left her feeling good. Your post brought back fond memories. They just don't make like here any more.

Hi Herbert, just noticed your post. I agree, that place was the best. One time the dom lost a colon tube inside me. Well I freaked out thinking I would have to go to the hospital which would have been quite embarrassing, but everything came out in the wash so to speak.

Yes a number of times,experience some of the best enemas from the women that worked there.

In the 70s, when I first learned about Belle du Jour and it having a special 'enema room' in NYC, I visited it and had one the best enema switchable sessions. In further visits, I met a gal name of Gail who was outstanding in giving pleasureable enemas while stroking me. For almost 20 years after I visited Belle du Jour once a year (around the time of my birthday) for 'birthday enemas'. Most times was with Gail. Always left completely satisfied with a smile on my face!

I found Belle in a Village Voice ad. There were a number of other ads for enemas, one was Hell Hole Hospital but I never tried them.

I was in New York City once in my life when I was in my twenties. I knew of Belle du Jour and called for an appointment. I actually spoke to her daughter who was in charge of the premises that night. I made know my request was to give enemas to a submissive woman. I was informed that was available.

When I met Belle’s daughter I found her to be a very sexy woman with long dark hair. I was ushered into a room and told to undress. I was asked why I had to undress.She informed me that legally she could not discuss our transaction unless I was naked. She left the room for a short time.

It was at that juncture that I became apprehensive, and got dressed again, and when she returned I told her I wanted to leave. Growing up in Pittsburgh, I guess I was just not used to the New York culture. I have wondered if I had not lost my courage what the experience would have been like.