Application | Taken/Held | Rules You step out of a cab and into another world. Glancing up at the restored Victorian mansion, with no signs of life about the business that is carried on within its walls other then the far away sounds of a piano drifting on the slight breeze. It is quiet otherwise, and you feel as if New York City is miles behind you. Once inside you marvel at the lounge and its contents. Pale bodies strewn everywhere on cushions, laps, fainting couch's, white smoke filling the air like an old time saloon. You head over to the Master, the owner of the house who sits, enjoying the company of the young boys and girls working there. You marvel at the grandeur, the house on the outside is Victorian down to the decorations inside. The lounge, the bedrooms and their four poster beds and canopy's, the tapestries and wallpaper, all from the Victorian era.
The House of Dolls Brothel was created for the elite, the blue bloods of NY and anyone rich enough to walk within its walls. After many years of service and dolls that give themselves willingly it has fallen into a state of degradation. The dolls have begun to be treated badly, although you don't hear of it other then one disappearing every now and then and never returning or screams in the night. Some have bruises and injuries that are covered up with makeup and other things. The teenagers that work there are mostly forced to be prostitutes and are taken from their normal lives by the pimps and owners for their beauty. They are then forced and brainwashed to sell their bodies to the customers who pass into the house which sometimes spend the night or just an hour. The dolls are comfort to the customers, something to take their anger out on, or their lust, even their sadistic desires and the dolls are forced to live out their lives like this. Until they are killed by the pimps, customers, illness or even disease. So welcome to The House of Dolls, come stay awhile, have your pick of our selections of boys and girls and have fun!