Playboy mansion a ‘squalid prison’

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London: Hugh Hefner’s Playboy mansion is more like a squalid prison where women feel they are no better than prostitutes, reveals a new book.

The kiss-and-tell memoir ‘Bunny Tales’ has been written by Izabella St James, a former member of the ever-changing bevy of pneumatic blondes with whom Hefner shares his home, reports the Daily Mail.

For her, the Playboy mansion was far from the glamorous pleasure palace she had imagined.

“Each bedroom had mismatched, random pieces of furniture. It was as if someone had gone to a charity shop and bought the basics for each room,” she said.

“Although we all did our best to decorate our rooms and make them homely, the mattresses on our beds were disgusting — old, worn and stained. The sheets were past their best, too.

“Eventually I persuaded Hef to pay for a new mattress and bed linen — but I had to turn in every single receipt before I was reimbursed.

“Hef also eventually permitted us to have the rooms painted and recarpeted. But for some reason he insisted on creamy, white-coloured carpets. He liked the girlfriends’ rooms to look very girly, all white carpet and pink walls.

“It looked great at first, but with two dogs (most of the girlfriends had pets that lived in their rooms — I had two pugs), butlers delivering food, dirty shoes and occasional spillages, the carpet was grey and stained in a matter of months.”

She added: “Little did I realise that by moving into the mansion I was losing all the freedom I associated with the Playboy lifestyle.

“Strictest of all was the curfew. Everyone had to be on the Mansion grounds by 9pm every night — unless we were out with Hef at a club or a function. People honestly did not believe us when we told them we had a curfew at the wild and crazy Playboy Mansion.”