"Lock him up! Lock him up!" the domme chanted derisively while she fastened the shackles around his wrists. Her hair had been styled that morning into a faithful replica of Clinton's bob during her First Lady years, and she wore a crisp red blazer over her lingerie. Every surface in the room around her was crowded with sex toys, weapons, and miscellaneous objects—a rubber chicken, a pair of velvet gloves—that took on a sinister connotation by association.

On an overcast day in mid-April, in a BDSM dungeon located under an inconspicuous house in upstate New York, a dominatrix styled as Hillary Clinton was in the process of chaining up a repentant Trump voter, who was clad only in a mask of the candidate he had helped to elect and an adult diaper with "LEAK PROOF" written on the butt.

The responses were prolific, and illuminating. She says she heard from several different general categories of people: There were the Trump supporters who felt guilty and ashamed, the misogynists who thought nothing would be more humiliating than being dominated by a woman, the liberals who despised Trump but were intrigued by this specific role play scenario.

I was watching this interaction from the dimly-lit heart of La Domaine Esemar, the oldest operational BDSM chateau in America, where the dominatrix Mistress Couple lives full time along with her partner, Master R. During the election, Mistress Couple had started posting Backpage ads as "Madame Hillary" as a joke. Far from a Hillary super fan—she'd voted for Sanders in the primaries—Mistress Couple was mostly interested in Clinton as an archetypal dominant woman. "I was so enjoying Trump having his ass handed to him in the debates that I was like, Oh, this is a character that I could get into doing role play with in sessions," she explained.

Within a few minutes, the corporal punishment started. "Please, Madame, whip me until I cry," he croaked as the lashes rained upon his back.

In his constraints, with his arms and legs spread as he stood before a mirror, the be-diapered Trump surveyed his humiliating position and tensed with the pleasurable anticipation of pain. He was fully in character, defiant and petulant before his captor, though his portrayal of America's 45th president was perhaps a bit on-the-nose—when asked whether he had thought it was funny that his supporters had called for Clinton to be jailed, for instance, he responded, "Bigly, Madame!"

To her, the ideal interplay of dominant and submissive is not one of objectification and humiliation; rather, it's an equalizing, deeply psychological experience built on mutual trust and respect. This requires a special sort of sub, and she therefore mandates that anyone who wishes to book a session with Madame Hillary must provide evidence they've donated to the ACLU or Planned Parenthood in President Trump or Vice President Mike Pence's name beforehand.

Despite her new insight into the Trump-supporting heart of America, Mistress Couple was not expecting the former reality star to win the presidency. As the election unfolded, to the shock and horror of Trump's detractors, and America began settling into its new bizarre political circumstances, she found that the demand for the Madame's services had not abated. This is something she struggled with initially. "I had a really hard time [thinking] about how do I interact as a fetish object?" she told me. "I'm being fetishized by people, now, who voted against my personal interests and the interests of my loved ones... I don't want to be a sex object for those people."

There were also the Proud Deplorable submissives who relished even more in their deplorability than the rest of their ideological cohort. "Well, I'm voting for Trump, so smothering me with face farts is probably what I need for punishment," one such person wrote in a response to a Madame Hillary ad before the election. "I want you to fart up my nose so much that my face turns orange and my nose squeaks just like Trump's. I'll be sure to set up an appointment so you can fart in my deplorable basket that I call a nose."

"You never know how a person is going to leave. You cannot force somebody to change," Mistress Couple said. "What I hope to do for people, by the end of their session, is just make them think about they choices they've made and question them the next time something arises where they have the power opportunity to make a decision."

That evening, Mistress Couple was working with a submissive named Mike, who, like many regretful Trump voters featured in the countless media reports on the subject, had seemingly voted against his own best interests. He is an immigrant and has family living abroad who may be affected by Trump's proposed travel ban. He is also into femdom and female superiority, a BDSM scene predicated on the belief that women are inherently better than men and should thus hold the power in society, which makes it particularly odd that he would support a man who had boasted about using his power and influence to sexually assault women.

When pressed about this in an interview before the session began, he intermittently deflected and scoffed: "I didn't know the circumstances, and since there were not, like, 20 tapes, I thought this must be some odd situation," he explained through a gimp mask.

"But there were, like, 12 women who accused him of sexual assault, right?" I countered.