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- Entertainment
- Times
Why Rosie O'Donnell fled to Dublin after Trump feud
'No one ever invited me to a sex party. Not that they're sitting home going, 'Well, my choice for the sex party is Rosie O'Donnell.'' O'Donnell, 63, is settling into her new life in Ireland. The actress, stand-up comedian and former talk show host has bought a house in Dublin and is waiting for her Irish citizenship to be approved. The star tells The Sunday Times how she once lived next door in Florida to Sean 'Diddy' Combs, the rap mogul on trial in the US over charges of racketeering conspiracy and sex trafficking. The trial has pushed the music mogul's infamous 'freak-off' parties into the spotlight, with witnesses divulging graphic details of the alleged sex and drug-fuelled parties.
Daily Mail
05-06-2025
- Entertainment
- Daily Mail
EXCLUSIVE I went to an exclusive sex party at a sprawling mansion in the countryside. From a dedicated BDSM chamber to wild group sessions, this is what it's REALLY like... and the shockingly normal people who attend
It felt as though I was walking through a live re-enactment of 50 Shades Of Grey. While one woman dripped candle wax over her naked breasts as a couple looked on, another, dressed head-to-toe in PVC with a long black braid, cracked her whip and led spectators through rooms containing various eye-popping paraphernalia. Welcome to a high-end sex party, where couples get to explore their hedonistic side, as far away as possible from the humdrum school runs and grocery shops of their daily lives.
Daily Mail
20-05-2025
- Entertainment
- Daily Mail
Diddy held 'freak-off' sex party with 'Punisher' escort in Donald Trump's NY hotel, trial told - as pictures emerge of injuries suffered by rapper's ex-girlfriend
Sean ' Diddy ' Combs hosted a sex party at Donald Trump 's hotel in New York, a court was told yesterday. It came as images were released for the first time showing the American rapper's ex-girlfriend with injuries after he allegedly beat her. An exotic dancer known as 'The Punisher' told the hip-hop mogul's trial he was paid $2,000 to take part in a 'Freak-Off' with Combs and his then-girlfriend Casandra 'Cassie' Ventura. Sharay Hayes, 51, said he poured baby oil all over himself and Ms Ventura during the 'sexy scene' at the Trump International Hotel in New York in 2012. Combs, 55, watched the whole time and pleasured himself while wearing a veil to disguise his identity, Mr Hayes told jurors. He said Ms Ventura told him it was her birthday and her partner had said she could hire a dancer for her and some friends. But when he turned up at 2.30am, she was alone in the hotel room, the court in New York heard. Mr Hayes – who explained that he had been given his Punisher nickname from playing basketball in his youth – said: 'She explained her and her husband [boyfriend Combs] liked to create a sexy scene that consisted of me and her mutually applying baby oil to ourselves and each other and her husband would eventually come out to watch. Once she explained [this] she handed me a stack of money and instructed me to change into underwear or a towel. It was $800.' It came as images were released for the first time showing the American rapper's ex-girlfriend Casandra 'Cassie' Ventura with injuries after he allegedly beat her Mr Hayes said he was told not to acknowledge Combs when he came into the room, which was dimly lit with electric candles and the furniture covered in sheets. He put on a towel and went to the sofa while Ms Ventura sat opposite him. 'I mimicked what she did. She got a bottle of baby oil and started pouring it on herself and I did similar,' he said. Combs entered the room. He was nude bar the veil covering his face while he performed a sex act, the court heard. After 30 minutes, Ms Ventura and Combs went into a different room. Ms Ventura came back and gave him an additional $1,200 and he left. Mr Hayes said he went on to participate in about ten more similar events. He eventually worked out the identities of Ms Ventura and Combs. After a while, the encounters 'escalated' into sexual activity which Combs had directed, the court heard. He said: 'There was a time we were having sex and he dropped a stack of money on the bed. I said, 'Are you OK?' [He said] 'I like this s***'. One other time he threw some condoms on the couch and said, 'I'm ready to see you f*** her', so that was an instruction too.' The so-called 'Freak-Offs' lasted about four hours, with 25 to 45 minutes of sexual activity, and sometimes Mr Hayes was hired more than once in a weekend, he told the jury. He was paid either $1,200 or $2,000 each time. Sometimes Ms Ventura would 'sigh' or 'wince' when Combs gave her instructions, Mr Hayes said. 'That appeared to be a frustration with the frequency of the directions,' he said. Mr Hayes told the court he began his career as an exotic dancer in 1995. Jurors also heard yesterday from the rapper's former assistant, who revealed how he often had to take Combs's supplies to different hotels all over the world. David James said the Trump International hotel in New York was the hip-hop star's 'favourite'. Mr James also told the court that the rapper always travelled with a medicine bag that contained about 30 pills, including some 'in the shape of former President Obama's face'. Meanwhile, pictures were released showing R&B singer Ms Ventura with bruises to her eyebrow, back and thigh after Combs allegedly attacked her. Earlier, Ms Ventura's mother Regina told the court that Combs once ordered her to pay him $20,000 when he found out her daughter had been seeing another rapper. She said that she sent him the money but it returned to her account a few days later. The mother also said she had been 'scared for my daughter's safety' after getting an email from her saying that Combs was threatening to release sex tapes featuring her. Combs denies sex trafficking and other charges. He faces life in jail if convicted. The trial continues.
Daily Mail
11-05-2025
- Entertainment
- Daily Mail
Who REALLY goes to sex parties? I went to an exclusive event in the sleepy British countryside with erotic dancers and a BDSM room - and was shocked at who I met
My eyes darted around and my palms began to sweat when friends asked me how I was spending the bank holiday weekend. 'Oh, not much,' I replied unconvincingly. The reality? I was off to my first ever sex party. I wasn't able to keep the truth to myself for long and soon blurted it out, much to the surprise of my loved ones whose mouths dropped open at the prospect. Then came the questions - people wanted to know where the risqué event would be held, who would be there and how one goes about bagging a ticket (purely out of interest, of course). But I had to let them down as I explained it was a members-only event - and the location was top secret. Run by Killing Kittens, a London-based sex party firm founded by Emma Sayle in 2005 in response to a growing demand for such events among young, single women, the event ensures female sexual pleasure is front and centre of its events, in a policy called 'kittens first'. While those who do not identify as a women are welcome to any of the events, Killing Kittens' membership is reserved for women, trans and non binary individuals. Amid the debauchery of its exclusive sex parties, it's only women who make the first move. FEMAIL reporter Poppy Atkinson-Gibson (pictured) donned her glad rags and a Venetian mask to visit her first ever sex party, courtesy of Killing Kittens When people found out I was off to a sex party they were shocked - but this is what really happens inside the exclusive private members sex club Killing Kittens Single men aren't allowed to attend and are only let in if they're in a couple with a woman. Think Bumble but with fewer clothes - and maybe some added BDSM. To apply for tickets, you must be a member of the 'Kittens Association', to which you are accepted following a vetting process. Once membership has been verified, you can buy tickets to various events held regularly at secret locations across the UK and Europe. But I was lucky enough to be offered a ticket, worth £200, without being a member - and so packed my bags and boarded a train to the top secret location in sleepy Berkshire. I rocked up at my hotel on Saturday, just a stone's throw from the secret location I would be arriving at later, and nervously checked myself in. I dumped my bags and headed to the bar where I ordered myself some liquid courage and something to eat. As I sat down I kept my eyes peeled for any sign that others around me might be attending the very same event later on but it was difficult to tell - everyone looked totally unassuming. The black tie masked ball took place in a secret location in Berkshire and included flowing drinks, aphrodisiac snacks and four upstairs playrooms complete with free condoms and BDSM gear The hotel contained all manner of guests, from hen parties to golfing buddies and even the odd middle-aged couple enjoying a few nights away from the children. After hastily gobbling down my dinner I went back to my room and got changed in to my black tie attire - a long sequined dress, silver heels, clutch and the compulsory Venetian mask before heading back to the bar where a crowd has already gathered, sipping on prosecco and G&Ts. It was easy to spot who would be attending this glitzy event later - I just had to keep an eye out for bow ties and sparkly dresses. As I made my way over, a woman in a sheer lace dress that showed off her underwear waved me over and asked me whether I was new here. My wide eyes clearly gave away my ingenue status; so she took me by the hand and started chatting away as though we were old friends who had bumped in to each other at the supermarket. 'How are you feeling?,' she asked, to which I replied I wasn't sure what to expect. The woman laughed and explained it was just a party and everyone comes because they want to have a good time and explore their sexuality. Killing Kittens was founded in 2005 by Emma Sayle (pictured) in response to a growing demand for adult parties for young, independent and single women 'There's not pressure to do anything, come, have a dance, meet some new people over a drink and see how you feel,' she said. 'The playrooms are upstairs and I know some people who don't fancy exploring them and just stick to the downstairs area - it's really normal.' She also revealed she was a regular attendee at Killing Kittens events - and insisted the experience only improves the more frequently you go. 'I know people now and it's nice to catch up with them,' she said. I couldn't help but wonder if it might be just as nice to catch up with friends over a coffee while fully clothed - nonetheless, it was difficult to deny this was an extremely friendly and welcoming bunch who greeted each other with kisses on cheeks and warm embraces. The woman explained she often thinks in advance about the people she wants to 'explore' with at certain events and then discusses logistics with them before the parties. She then asked me if I was on 'the apps', and explained that Killing Kittens runs an online forum members can use to chat to other members ahead of events. There are singles and couples rooms as well as over-40s threads where people can get flirty over message and share their kinks or explore potential sexual partners before the KK parties get underway. Other attendees told me they had come away on a girls weekend. The group of three comprised of two new singletons and one married woman - all of whom were mothers and had met via their children's primary school. Pushing their boundaries and taking a break from the humdrum of the sleepy village with the communal green and summer fetes, the trio had come dressed to the nines and ready for a good time. Before I knew it, the women were encouraging me to finish my drink and the crowd left in a cloud of excited energy. I arrived at a sumptuous Victorian mansion complete with gravel drive and looming front door, greeted by a chivalrous doorman who helped me out of the car and informed me I was a little early. To apply you have to join the 'Kittens Association' and after a vetting process, can buy tickets to various exclusive events held at secret locations across the UK and Europe He showed me to a parlor room where I waited along with the other early birds who lounged on plush sofas, masks on and a glass of complimentary prosecco in hand. Embracing an unofficial dress code of 'less is more', some of the attendees opted for racy outfits including garments like harnesses, garters and lingerie. When the clock struck 8.30pm, I was ushered into the main hall where seductive music played, every available surface was lined with flickering candles and red lighting cast the historic manner in a warm glow. I wandered through the downstairs rooms where a beautiful woman gave a guest a lap dance in a large cage on a podium, stripping down to a tiny set of underwear. Another dripped candle wax over her naked breasts as couples looked on, holding hands and nuzzling in to each other. Next to the sprawling bar a pole dancer twirled and a resident dominatrix encouraged the crowd to follow her around to watch the erotic acts. A waiter offered me a freshly shucked oyster and my choice of topping: lemon, Tabasco or red onion and informed me cheekily it would help me 'get in the mood for later'. Boxes of luxury dark chocolate infused with 'aphrodisiac' ingredients were scattered on high tables around the bar, which were served with prompts asking guests about their sexual preferences. As I was flicking through the prompts and nibbling on a square of delicious rose gold chocolate, a couple came over and asked if they could sit down. Expecting a potential chat up line I braced my ego, only to have to have it severely punctured when the woman explained her feet were already hurting her and she couldn't wait to take her shoes off. We quickly got chatting and the anonymous couple, faces hidden behind lacy Venetian masks, revealed how they had first got into sex parties. At a sumptuous Victorian mansion barely clothed dancers wandering around in harnesses and garters while couples in Venetian masks sipped cocktails at the bar and ate oysters The woman said that she had met her now fiancée while at work but they had held off dating until she left the business. The couple, who have been together for three years and had got engaged in Mauritius earlier this year, said they had always been interested in the idea of going to a sex party but it took a little while for them to dive in to it. 'We probably first thought about it after a year or so together and then it was just about finding the right one and we liked KK because it's so extravagant.' But they also revealed it hadn't been plain sailing. The man revealed they'd had a bumpy start in exploring the world of sex parties with mismatched experiences. Whereas he'd loved the first party they attended while she hated it, the second event they attended saw each experience the opposite. He further explained sex parties are 'overwhelming' for people who are new to the scene, and feelings of jealousy often creep in. However the stunning couple had clearly moved past any discomfort because they now credit Killing Kittens events with helping to spice up their sex lives. With that, they drifted off to watch an exotic dancer strip tease on a podium. Entranced by the erotic dancers and sultry music, I'd lost track of time - but when I saw a woman wandering around the dancefloor completely topless, I realised the PG hours of the evening had promptly wrapped up. Looking around, I realised the crowds had dissipated and masks had been ripped off and before I knew it I was entangled in a snaking queue for the cloakroom - where couples stood patiently in line in nothing but their underwear. Women were wearing fuchsia pink crotchless panties, black one pieces, garters and stockings, tiny thongs and nipple pasties. Unfortunately the men failed to bring similar glamour; many standing around in boring boxer pants and patterned socks, donning their shirts undone after taking off their bow ties. As the queue went down I realised they were trading in their suits and dresses for large sports bags full of new costumes and toys. One man leaned in to me and joked it was easy to pick out a first timer - I had no bag. He added that the best way to prepare was to bring a separate bag full of fresh underwear, toys, whips or paddles and anything else you like and that way you can carry it from room to room. With that he gave me a wink and wandered off up the grand staircase - and I bashfully looked away after noticing he showed signs he was very much ready for a night of passion. I reversed, gulped the last dregs of my drink and decided it was time to explore upstairs. As I ascended to the playrooms (secret spaces upstairs where couples and individuals can sexually explore themselves and each other) I weaved between people slowly stripping off, letting their hands wander and pulling potential conquests along by their ties. When I got to the top a huge sign explained the rules: no men allowed in the playrooms on their own, consent is key and a KK ticket is not blanket consent to everything. If you feel unsafe or unsure staff are on hand and identifiable by their glowing red armbands. One couple, who had been together for three years said going to Killing Kittens kept the spark alive in their relationship but they'd struggled with feeling jealous initially On the landings, people walked around naked without a care in the world, dipping in and out of the four different rooms. The largest room contained three huge beds draped in black bedsheets and covered in writhing naked bodies. Couples having sex quickly gave way to groups of six or more climbing on top of each other. Underneath the thumping music I could hear exaggerated moans from participants, punctuated by slaps (and of course, polite requests for consent). The politeness cut through the silhouettes of people bent over pommel horses or being spanked by strangers and a snippets of 'may I touch your breasts?', 'can I remove your panties?', 'mind if I join in?' Safe sex is a priority at Killing Kittens events, and a bowl of condoms was available for all participants. Attendees also have to complete an STI test before they check into events. After seeing more than I'd bargained for in the master room, I continued exploring elsewhere and found a lair containing items that made me blush - a BDSM chamber. A couple were making full use of the props available as a young woman was strapped into a sex swing while a man wearing a leather harness pleasured her. On the opposite wall a man stood spread-eagled and tied to four corners of a large X while he was spanked by a woman in towering stilettoes and nothing else. Groups writhed on the beds in the centre of the room and I made eye contact with a man in tight leather zip-up vest and matching budgie smugglers who made his way over to me and leaned in for a kiss - which I politely declined. As I left the room a woman asked me if I'd seen her underwear to which I confessed I hadn't. 'Always wrap your knickers around your wrist - that's my advice,' as she rolled her eyes and continued scrabbling on the floor. Throngs of sexually charged couples moved through the rooms fluidly, dipping in and out of different areas depending on their mood, the music, and the toys on offer. At 10.30pm masks were ripped off and couples ran upstairs to make the most of the playrooms (darkened rooms for members to enjoy exploring each other sexually) The beds were full and the walls were dotted with women performing their own impromptu erotic dancers or couples canoodling in darker corners. One man simply followed his partner around, lightly slapping her bottom, enraptured by her sultry walk. Downstairs was a much more PG affair with fully-clothed pairs elegantly sipping on their drinks as they stretched out on sofas and in chairs, soaking up the ambience. One couple began to get hot and heavy in a conservatory but were told discreetly to move upstairs if they wanted to 'indulge themselves'. With a knowing look, they shuffled past me and obliged. Breathlessly, a couple I'd briefly chatted to earlier bounded up to me - he in his boxers, strutting confidently and muttering about needing a quick vape break and she dressed in nothing but a black sheer body suit with a blazer lazily slung over her shoulders. She asked me how I'd found my evening with a twinkle in her eye and I replied it had been extravagant and fun. She then informed me this was nothing - when she'd attended a previous party, a husband had got so drunk he's been escorted out, much to the chagrin of his wife who had just started getting off with a woman she'd had her eye on for some time. As the husband, a tall, lean Irishman thrust his crotch at me I glanced at my phone - my Uber was almost here. 'You're staying at the same hotel as us aren't you?' they asked. 'There's a fantastic steam room there you know, we tried it out last you had time to use it?' When I shook my head, the man continued to ask if I might be interested in exploring said steam room with them in a ménage à trois - something his wife was equally keen on. With my check-out at 11am and a train back to the Big Smoke already booked I politely declined - but he was not to be dissuaded. 'Extend your checkout - it's not much extra and we can have a quick session in the morning'. Thankfully I didn't need to think of another excuse because at that moment, my car had arrived. I waved and clumsily shouted behind me that it would be lovely to have a debrief over a continental spread tomorrow if they were around, before being whisked away back to the hotel. Sitting down for breakfast in the hotel, I noticed several of my fellow diners were fellow Killing Kittens attendees and, as they walked into the restaurant fully clothed, I struggled to shake images of them in lacy lingerie and strappy leather harnesses as they swapped partners and took part in racy activities just hours earlier. But here they were deciding between fried or scrambled eggs at breakfast and attempting to toast bread on those frustrating conveyor toasters found only in hotels. The lady who had first welcomed me at the party the night before shuffled over and asked how my night had been. Telling me that she hoped to see me again soon, she reached past me for a croissant and went on with her life, leaving no hint to the outside world that, for a few nights of the year, she transforms into a hedonistic thrill seeker boldly exploring her sexuality.
News.com.au
11-05-2025
- Entertainment
- News.com.au
‘Dangerous': One thing adult star will never do
An adult content creator has revealed the one thing she will never do and one of the misconceptions about one of her favourite activities. Tru Kait joined the sex industry in 2019 while working a 9 to 5 in marketing and sales, as well as hustling as a personal trainer on the weekends. She started by doing fitness photo shoots, which then transitioned into boudoir photo shoots before OnlyFans was eventually brought up. At first, it was just nudity where she didn't show her face. Eventually, she started filming sex scenes and exploring her own sexuality as her popularity on the platform grew. She was invited to a sex party in America, where she's based, and decided to go. 'I was just more open to new experiences and I thought why not,' she told 'Worst case, I could just leave early. But I actually ended up having a really good time at my first party. And I realise that it's not what people usually think it is.' She said people often think these kinds of parties have energy akin to 1999 film Eyes Wide Shut but in most cases it's a lot more relaxed with people sitting and talking as tension builds. For her, she said she enjoyed the freedom that the parties allowed. 'I love that you can just show up as yourself. You can be totally honest about what you're into, and there's no judgment. I think that everyone is kind of on the same page,' she said. 'We're all there to explore and connect, and most importantly feel safe while doing it. And I also love how open the conversations are. People talk about their boundaries and they express their desires in such a clear way, which I feel doesn't happen enough in everyday life.' She said at the parties she's attended there is a consent check-in before anything sexual happens. This includes discussion of your dynamic and what you're comfortable with. She said if someone is drunk, they are automatically ruled out of partaking in the evening. She said for her own boundaries, it varies. If she brings a partner she may only want to partake in sexual acts with them. Sometimes, she may want to swing or only sleep with women. And, while in her experience she's always had a relatively positive experience, there have been moments that have given her pause. 'I've been to parties where the vibe just feels off. Like maybe there's too many new people or people aren't really respecting other people's space,' she said. 'So for me, I'm not afraid to leave or just sit something out like if I don't feel good about it. I feel like you have to be able to check in with yourself and know when something's not for you.' Sex parties, and the ones that adult workers attend in cities like Dubai, have been a controversial topic following Maria Kovalchuk being found on the side of the road 10 days after she allegedly attended a hotel party. Ms Kovalchuk was found bloodied and with several horrific injuries, including a broken spine and limbs. She also reportedly couldn't speak and needed four surgeries to save her life. Her discovery has led to growing fears that she was the victim of a sex slave plot, where women are paid a lot of money to participate in sex acts. Kait told she wasn't 'in the know' about these parties but based on what she'd read, she wouldn't go near them. 'From what I read... I think that they're dangerous and pretty dehumanising to women, she said. 'The parties that I've been to are more about mutual respect, clear boundaries, and consensual exploration. I wouldn't really compare the two. I think they're worlds apart.' She said for anyone wanting to attend sex parties in their local area that are safe and consensual, the most important thing to do is research. She also said it's a good idea to bring someone along you trust, and never be afraid to advocate for you boundaries and sexual health. She said every party is different and she can only speak about her own experiences.
