All language subtitles for maraschino_cherry_usac

Oh, Mara.

Mara.

You're driving me crazy.

If you can't stand the heat, get out of
the bedroom.

Hello, Mara Skinner Cherry.

Hello?

No, Miss Cherry doesn't take calls
before 11.

What?

Oh, no, Mistress Cherry doesn't listen
to slave fantasies before 11.

You dumb shit.

Maraschino Cherry.

No, I'm sorry. This is Penny, Maraschino
Cherry's sister.

Oh, that's different.

Let me see if she's up. Just tell her
I'm in New York and I can't wait to see

her.

D 'accordo.

Where's Mara? She's with her old man. He
hasn't been feeling himself this

morning. Really?

Carrie, your sister.

Coming.

Everybody comes sooner or later.

Hi, how are you? I'm good.

Now let me take a look at this.

Are these cuffs clean? Sure.

Yeah, I think they look pretty good.

Oh, yes, the bullfighter is very popular
these days.

That's 2250. Do you want that on the
count?

No, Mark, let's take that.

Helen, we'll be coming in today.

Oh, God.

You're quite welcome.

Did you take Master Charge?

Surely. Uh, it's over $25. I'll have to
call this in.

Oh,

three o 'clock.

Hi. Uh, we don't take women before four
unless you're gay.

the wife of a police officer.

What? If you have a child in the daycare
center, I'll see what I can do.

Oh, Maraschino Terry's sister.

Oh, so we've spoke before.

Well,

please, come in. Would you like to be
eaten while you're waiting? Oh, no,

thanks. I'm not hungry.

Where is Maraschino?

She's checking her slave down in the
dark dungeon of secret and unholy

The dark dungeon of secret and unholy
delights?

What does that mean?

I think that means they beat the shit
out of you.

Why does Mara have a... here.

Everybody has one these days just to
stay in business.

To avoid criticism.

Even if you don't need one.

Really? Yes.

A token slave.

Is it a male slave or a female slave? A
female slave.

No sexism here.

You'll have to be punished this morning.

You're not disgusting enough.

Look, my cunt.

Harder.

Faster.

Better.

Harder.

Now that we've got your cunt working,
think about what comes later.

You're going to try an entirely new era.

A crash course.

Boy, now that's sick.

Excuse me, sir.

Isn't that rather unusual?

Oh, no, I have an allergy.

Every time I sneeze, I have an orgasm.

Well, that's fascinating.

What do you take for that?

Ragweed. Okay, great. Bye -bye.

This is such a beautiful place.

That's a house. How are you? Let me look
at you. Turn around.

Fantastic. You look great.

How are things in Poplar Springs?

Well, not too great.

Since the folks sold the farm, things
haven't been so great at all.

Well, the money getting shorter and
folks having nothing to do.

They're just wasting away. Too bad.

without their generous daughter, who was
a successful model in New York.

Well, Penny, I have a little confession
to make.

I haven't exactly been a successful
model.

You haven't? No, not exactly.

Mara, it would have done your heart good
to see Ma and Pa when the mail arrived

from New York.

They always said, when Pa opened the
envelope and took out your generous

they always said that... Somewhere in
their hearts, they just knew that you

worked in a cat house.

In a high -class cat house?

You really made it big.

You have the world by the tail. I own a
high -class cat house.

Well, that's why they sent me here.

Well, they thought they would just
forget about buying another farm and go

another line of work.

Something different.

Really? How different?

Well... As you know, Poplar Springs is
right in the middle of a strongly

religious and God -fearing area of the
country.

So? So we thought it would be a natural
for a middle -income whorehouse.

No. And we thought that you could tell
us something about your operation.

Well, you know, sex is like baking.

It all depends on when you take it out.

You're slow.

I'll have to wind you up.

Do you have a boyfriend?

Well, no one's serious.

Why not?

An attractive girl like you?

Well, I had a problem.

You know, fellas are only interested in
one thing.

Well, you know.

Just about drive a girl crazy.

You know, every guy you meet, all he
wants to do is penetrate you with that

piece of disgusting hard meat.

Sounds awful.

What did you do about it?

Well, I thought, if all a fellow wants
to do is, you know, get laid,

well, he can just as well drop dead.

So now, on a first date, when they come
to the door to pick me up, I give them a

blowjob.

I suck them off, and if I swallow it,
they get very relaxed and agreeable for

the rest of the evening.

Ah.

Let other girls sleep with every
schlemiel who comes along.

Not me.

You certainly don't want the dick of
every Tom and Harry.

No, sir.

Anyway, I'm gay.

You're gay?

Yes. How come?

Well, we all have our crosses to schlep.

Baskino. Thank you.

I'm only gay when I'm very drunk.

I'm very sober

It's good to see you.

Now, what can I tell you about the
pleasures of giving pleasure?

Well, will it be difficult to handle the
customers?

Do you have an American Legion post in
your town?

No. Well, that's a help.

You know, maybe I'll go up and set the
operation up myself.

Do you think I could get V .D. from a
toilet seat?

No, that's a fallacy. Medical science
has proven that.

Really. It's perfectly safe.

Oh.

Okay.

Thank you.

Probably the most important thing is the
introduction.

Like the bidding in a bridge game or the
first offer in a business deal.

For example, I have a good customer who
likes his introductions both unexpected

and original.

I picked one of my best ladies for the
assignment.

I love you.

Clever lady.

Here she is.

Let that be a lesson to you.

Which side did we whip this morning? The
left.

The left?

Well, if you say it's the left, then it
must be the right, because you're such a

fucking liar.

Please, not on the left.

Bend over.

Don't worry.

It gets better.

Have a seat. Thank you.

Now, what can we do for you?

Well, actually, I was just admiring
these.

Maybe I can come back later.

I'm free tomorrow.

We're never free, but we're reasonable.

Yes. Maybe if I could just talk to
someone. That is, if she wouldn't mind.

You see, actually, I... You're not
terribly comfortable, are you?

Well, actually, I have a problem
communicating with women.

Trying to feel a rapport with them.
Trying to understand them. What do you

for a living?

I'm a gynecologist.

Oh, really?

I swear.

Look, my friend, I'm no doctor.

But if you want to get it on with the
girls, I suggest that you begin to start

thinking of yourself as a more dominant
male figure.

Oh, no.

I couldn't do that.

Of course you could. It's just a matter
of concentration.

Do you really think so?

I know so.

Here, start where you're comfortable.

You like that jacket?

That's a very good sign.

But don't fight it.

Go with it.

Fly, baby.

You wait here.

Don't think of women as some kind of
master.

They're slaves for a man like you.

For me?

Of course you.

Not the you you show to the world, but
the real you.

The bravest bullfighter of them all.

Who uses women like, like marionettes.

Think about it.

You scared me.

I did?

Of course you did. You see, it's... Just
a question of attitude.

I'm the new bartender.

Thank you.

For me?

Of course you.

They say you like to be where the action
is.

Up front.

You like to see the whole show.

I love it. I get there early and I stay
late.

You like to be there for the kids. I am
the kid.

Hey, good mother door never lets the
bull prepare himself.

The ballet dancer is nothing without his
cock.

And the matador is nothing without his
ass.

Can you see the logic to anything in
life?

You'd be something without your ass.

Have you seen the new movie about the
bullfighter?

No. Got into the F &M scene on Fire
Island.

What is it called?

Blood and Sand.

Did you know what the King of Spain said
during the Inquisition?

Man is judged by the pleasures he keeps.

Do you believe in that?

Do you know what Frank Sinatra said in
the 1960s?

I believe in anything that gets you
through the night.

All right, you cunt. I want you to go in
there and get your sister and suck her

off. I don't eat pussy.

Why not?

It's Friday.

Besides, it makes me sick.

Listen, you cunt. I told you I wanted
you... Hey, you!

What the fuck did you do that for?

Hey, who does he think he is? A
gynecologist?

When I told Penny the story of my crazy
bullfighter, she started to get the idea

of what it was like to run a house of
joy.

She was very interested and asked me to
explain all the ins and outs of the

business, which was the sign of a
healthy curiosity, even if it was a

lousy joke.

I laid it all out for her until she knew
as much about pussy peddling as I did.

She was becoming as adept as I.

In fact, she was, in some ways, Becoming
even more adept.

Let me show you what I mean.

But if they won't accept you as a
lesbian, why do you go out with them?

Well, if you can't join them, lick them.

Thank you.

You'll find that your most important
item is housewives. Really?

Really. Without them, you'll starve.

Couples' business is big, too.

But if you want to make it with couples,
sucking cock is not enough.

You've got to eat good pussy.

And being gay is no guarantee.

It isn't? Do all Catholics pray?

Do stockbrokers eat good pussy?

Strictly Bloomingdale's.

Here's a case in point.

And this will be of particular interest
to you.

There's this housewife, fairly well off.

When her husband is away and her child
is off at school, she gets all dressed

and goes out all by herself.

I first spotted her when she came to an
intimate piano bar I often go to.

She had something, and I found myself
wishing I knew her a little better.

I asked her in the note, very sweetly,
if she would like to drop by one evening

for a little while.

I explained that every Wednesday I had
some of the girls over for a lot of

drinks and a little diversion.

Can you take it in the back?

No, she's not good at that.

Oh, I think she'll do just fine.

I think that she can take this.

And maybe even

this one.

You just need a little motivation.

Thank you.

Bend over.

Further.

Now put your arms out.

Don't worry.

It'll come like second nature.

I would start relaxing you. How are you?

Is that good scotch, Mara? Very good.

And very expensive.

If you spill one drop, I'm going to push
your head straight down and hold it

there.

Now, let's do it for real.

You know, Cherry, when you care enough
to suck the very best.

Well,

little sister, this is goodbye.

I'll write to you. I promise.

I'm sure you'll do fine.

I'm really going to miss you.

I know you'll be able to handle
everything.

Well, we'll see each other soon.

Sure. I figure it should take me about
two months to get things rolling in

Poplar Springs.

Don't come down.

The cab's waiting.

What airline are you going to?

Shit, at this hour, it'll take forever.

Let's drive to Poplar Springs.

Where the hell is that?

I think you go left at St. Louis. I
don't know. We'll find it. We can stop

the way.

Anyway, it's... Hey, what the hell are
you doing back there?

Keep your eyes on the road.