"Mistress Rhiannon Goes Over-the-Top"
Professional dominatrix Mistress Rhiannon has jugs larger than basketballs, and that's the most normal thing about her.
Profile by Dan Kapelovitz
Photos by Fury (www.FuryGirls.com)
With her 48MMM tits and silicone-injected lips, Mistress Rhiannon can't keep a low profile, or even leave the house without causing a stir.
"I realize that I made my own bed with this stuff and that I look kind of freaky," admits the raven-haired dominatrix, "but when I walk through a mall, and I'm dressed down, or I've come from the gym with sweat pants and a flannel shirt, why would someone stare at me and follow me around? Okay, yeah, the breasts are a little abnormally large, but for the most part that's an attractive thing. The comic-book look is what I wanted to achieve."
Rhiannon wasn't always the over-the-top whip wielder she is today. In fact, before she blossomed into a full-blown sexpot, the New Jersey native taught grade school for many years and even worked as a therapist. A brief flirtation with a musical career in a rock band called Sweet-n-Evil (which is also the name of her current XXX video company) first inspired her to go under the knife.
After dozens of breast-enhancement operations, Rhiannon's mammoth mammaries currently weigh ten pounds each and hold 4,100 cubic centimeters of saline. Rhiannon has double-lumen implants, meaning she has silicone gels in the center and saline envelopes around the outside. If needed, the pseudoboobs can be pumped up by injecting saline into ports located under her arm.
However, tit maintenance is a bitch, and Rhiannon is looking forward to yet another boob job, changing over to solid silicone bags. "These double lumens are a nightmare. They leak a lot, and I'm finding myself filling one side a little more often than I'd like to. I go to Vegas and L.A. to work, and I'm carrying a big bag of saline and needles, praying they don't stop me at the airport because of the needles."
Still, upkeep troubles aside, Rhiannon's enhancements have led her tits-first on an amazing professional journey. With her monstrous hooters in place, Rhiannon naturally—or unnaturally—turned to stripping.
One day, Rhiannon visited the Vault, a renowned Manhattan, New York, dungeon, where a pervy encounter would forever change her life. "I had gone there after working a double shift dancing all day long, and this guy came to me and said, 'Mistress, can I rub your feet?' I said, 'Baby, I've been working 14 hours in these stinky old boots. If you can get that close to my feet, knock yourself out.'" Rhiannon soon discovered that she could make money sitting on her ass while receiving a foot massage. She had finally found the perfect career. In 1998, Rhiannon quit the striptease circuit to work as an S&M artiste full-time.
Today, Rhiannon is a kinky Renaissance woman: dominatrix, porn star, adult-video producer and columnist for Nugget and Leg Sex magazines, not to mention the Webmaster of www.MistressRhiannon.com. Rhiannon is even slated to make her big-screen debut, starring in the title role of the horror-comedy film The Bride of Frankenstein, the Ultimate Woman.
Rhiannon's New Jersey home is filled with gothic antiques, custom-made leopard drapes and marble gargoyles, fountains and statues imported from Italy. Antique benches and statues from a French cemetery decorate her front yard. Rhiannon even has her own live in house boy named Max, who obeys her every command. (She insists that the relationship is purely that of mistress and slave.)
The professional dominatrix can afford this extravagant lifestyle thanks to her lofty day rate. "My normal tribute is $500 an hour, plus a hundred-dollar dungeon fee, and that's for a very standard spanking session," says the woman who has done week-long sessions for thousands of dollars. "I've had subs furnish my home; I'm talking $50,000 dining room sets. People have actually purchased part of my home for me. They find that our relationship is very gratifying, and they show it in many generous ways: cars, gifts, boob jobs—these weren't cheap."
Rhiannon insists that for these hefty sums she provides a worthwhile service to her clients, applying her experience as a school teacher and a therapist to her work. "I listen to their needs and tailor each session accordingly. I really do understand what they're trying to achieve."
Rhiannon is willing to engage in a wide range of kinky activities professionally and personally, but she draws the line at bestiality and giving brown showers.
Golden showers, on the other hand, are another matter. At a recent party at her personal 2,200-square-foot dungeon, Rhiannon grabbed a guy and said, "I really have to go to the bathroom, and it looks like you're it," then threw him into her golden-shower tank. "I went first, then I had multiple girls go after me onto this guy, and he just loved that. Then I did a really heavy corporal scene. I suspended him, and I worked him up a little bit with some lightweight whips and crops to get his body prepped. I put some weights around his testicles and smacked them around, and then when I found that they were seminumb, I put needles through his balls to shake it up a little bit. Then I carved him with a scalpel. We hooded and masked him, and I whipped him again. Then I anally prepped him, and we took him with a strap-on."
Between beatings, Rhiannon strokes her victims, rubs her body against theirs and speaks very calmly to them. "My concept is always 'sweet and evil'—mix a lot of sweet with evil, and blend it so that you're keeping a person constantly on their toes and yet making them feel really good at the same time; so they never know what's coming next." Rhiannon's sadistic repertoire is as expansive as her cantilevered chest. She burns testicles with hot instruments, lights pubic hair on fire, nails men's nuts to wooden boards and punches guys in their balls. One routine finds her wrapping Christmas lights around men's chests and trampling the bulbs with her platform shoes, breaking the glass into their flesh. She orchestrates "kidnappings," in which she and her accomplices might pull a client out of his car, gag and blindfold him, throw him in the trunk, take him for a joy ride, tie him to a tree and "torture" him all night long.
Does the mistress ever grow bored of beating masochistic men?
"Even though I've done this for 13 years, there is always something new and refreshing. The only thing that becomes redundant is an individual who doesn't want to deviate or expand his horizons."
Hopefully Rhiannon will be expanding horizons—particularly with regard to her custom bra size—for years to come.
(This article first appeared in the Holiday 2003 issue of Hustler Magazine)
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