The Portland Girl Gang

You now have a singular opportunity to have a session with multiple diabolical mistresses at Sub Rosa. The Portland Girl Gang includes me, Princessa Natasha Strange, Queen Emma, and my mentee Scarlett Vixen — and is offered at a reduced group rate ONLY to folks who have visited one of us at least three times.

Girl Gangs are intense gang style play sessions which are fully negotiated beforehand with the Domme with whom they applied. Play starts from the moment you walk in our exquisite space. We require the three sessions beforehand because the submissive must be trusted to communicate and be a good fit. Safewords always used.

If you want to apply for The Girl Gang, read the details below and contact me to discuss.

The Details

Cost: $1000 + thoughtful gifts to the Dominants
Length of Girl Gang: 90 minutes

Gifts can be anything from small personal items that feel chosen for us, or fetish items that feed into the scene. We don’t want cut flowers. You’ll need to take a moment to research the Dommes and see what they might be interested in, we all have wishlists and ideas on our sites (Scarlett Vixen’s site is still in progress).

Ideas for gifts: chocolates, tea, candies, or wine specifically chosen for each of us; gift certificates to a favorite local small businesses or restaurants; stockings, jewelry, candles, a favorite perfume.

General Scheduling Windows:

  • Tuesdays from 4-7pm

  • Wednesdays 4-7pm

  • Fridays from noon-3pm

  • Saturday noon-3pm

An account from a worthy applicant:

“To the glorious Gang of Four, thank you.

I came in shaking like a Baptist at a burlesque show, dry-mouthed and overthinking my outfit, and before I could mumble a nervous hello, Princessa Natasha was on me like sin.

I said my my mouth was dry.

She fed me her gum like it was communion and I was the fool at her altar.

I melted.

Viola and Emma; my twin executioners.. took turns dismantling what little pride I brought in with my stupid socks.

They spit-roasted me like a pig on a rotisserie and high-fived over my cracked ego like they just won the fucking Super Bowl.

I never knew degradation could feel so much like applause. 🥰

Then Scarlett.

Goddamn Scarlett.

She looked at me the way a cat looks at a dying mouse..

I was naked and strung up like something pitiful and twitching, and she leaned in close…(close enough for hope) …and said the one thing every small-dicked romantic fears most:

“I’d never be with someone like you.”

And somehow, my heart fluttered like a fool.

Because cruelty sounds like music when it’s sung in the voice of your crush.

You all gave me a masterpiece; one part nightmare, one part dream, tied together with leather, ridicule, and a flaming q-tip.

I left the room less of a man, and more of a… thing.

A grateful, aching, thoroughly wrecked thing. 🫠

Thank you for the ruin.

Thank you for the laughter.

Thank you for treating me like a toy you might leave in the rain. ”
— Little Baby Carrot