I Bent Christmas Over and Fucked It Like The Naughty Slut It Is
I've said it before and I'll say it again, Fuck Christmas. Fuck the expectations, Fuck the waste of money, Fuck the waste of time, Fuck the guilt and Fuck being told what to do in general. I've cleansed myself of every negative aspect of the holidays, using it for what it truly is, an excuse to overindulge and have fun. I don't exchange gifts, I don't travel, I do ZERO things I don't want to do and I don't spend money, baby, I make it! From December 26th until December 31st I encouraged my gaggle of lovely subbies to join me in my peppermint scented rebellion! I hosted every day, riding the high of the holidays without the egregious pitfalls. I spent Christmas Day hosting with Domina Jayne Doe, corrupting one man after the next with a plethora of kinky, organic scenes. I then awoke to a smattering of new requests, pleasantly spaced over the days leading up to New Years Eve, when I, once again, joined forces with fellow sadist, Jayne at her dungeon in Scarborough.
Mommy Roleplay Taboo Erotica for Good Boys
"Where is everyone?", you ask as you watch a smile spread sweetly across my lips. "I didn't get to spend enough time with my favourite boy this year, it's just you and me today." Your heart starts beating faster as a familiar feeling warms your body and you instantly look down to the place beside where my feet rest on the floor, your body barely angled towards me. A rush of excitement is followed closely by a sobering snap of shame. Your cheeks start to redden like the Christmas ornaments we hung together on the tree last week.
Lost & Found: Finding FemDom, a Love Letter.
The Dommes I've had the pleasure of getting to know often talk about always being different, always falling outside of what is expected of a woman in our society, at this time. Often it's being raised by a strong, confidence-instilling parent or perhaps the opposite, fighting for control from an early age. Regardless of origins, there seems to be a similar path to discovery. The incubation of dominant tendencies in youth, the realization and rejection of self in young adulthood and the eventual acceptance of oneself. This story of identity often parallels that of the submissive men who provide our counterpart. A wonderfully complimentary journey through rejection and acceptance, laced together with only empathy. On this day, December 17th, International Day to End Violence Against Sex Workers, I've written my story in the form of a love letter to all my fellow sex workers, but in particular, my fellow Dommes. Living in the margins is often isolating, sometimes dangerous. For those who join me on this path, I see you, and you will always be safe with me. Everyone's story is different, here's mine...
The Iso-Toilet : The Ultimate Full Toilet Training & Objectification Scene
This is my masterpiece. One of the most sky rocketing highs I've ever experienced from my career as a Professional Dominatrix. It all started with my client, Panda. He was a tough nut to crack, I could NOT get him into subspace for the life of me and from what he told me, I was not the only one. Panda had twenty years of experience in the Toronto Pro Domme circuit, ceaselessly trying to scratch that unseen, elusive kinky itch of his. He was so easy to talk to and sessions would quickly descend into chit-chatting about the local scene or good restaurants nearby or, anything really. He was so personable, too personable for the context. Not only would he pop me out of Top Space but he was clearly nowhere near being in sub space. I liked Panda as a person, we had a lot in common and I looked forward to his visits but this was not the purpose of our relationship, it wasn't my job to befriend him, it was my job to dominate him. So I did what I do best, I thought about it.
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I'd been waiting for this opportunity for years, listening to my peers talk about their female clients and wondering when my day would come. A couple weeks ago, I received a session request from a woman named Aria. Ultimately, there are a few crucial steps between the initial contact and actually meeting, so I pinched myself and pushed my excitement into the future. I woke up the next morning to the notification of her deposit, securing her time with me. It was really happening.
Finding a compatible Dominatrix is an important, exciting experience. There are many components to a successful scene and, hopefully, a successful, long lasting D/s dynamic. When you seek a Dominatrix, you are essentially seeking a particular feeling. First, you must articulate what feeling you're seeking, then you must find the woman you believe can elicit that experience. Most of this is psychological, the work you do before a scene is almost as important as the scene itself.
Submission begins in solitude. It is either a nature you were born with or it is a choice you've made for this moment. Your motivation doesn't concern me, your execution does. Hey, if you're going to do something, do it well.
I'm sexually dominant. It's impossible to distill the nature from the nurture but ultimately it doesn't matter because this is who I am. Present yourself as my natural counterpoint. Present me with a mind that has soaked in the bliss of female dominance and I will step into my natural role with you.
I love my name and respond to it in the same, organic way I respond to my birth name. Bastienne is the female version of the name Bastian, the main character from the movie Neverending Story. Before I did Domination, I (jokingly) chose Bastienne as a name to refer to the side of me that emerges when I'm PMSing. Yup. My domination name comes from having bad periods. I would say "Bastienne is here" and significant others would turn tail and flee. This alter ego would get blamed for a lot of drama, and I truly struggled to accept her as a part of me. As a generally easy going person, I'd let a lot of things slide but Bastienne would show up at the end of the month and clean house. When I got into Domination, she finally had a place she belonged.
" The day, hour and minute had finally come. I could barely wait! I packed their tribute and headed over to Bastienne's Lair to put myself at their mercy. To give a little background I had sessioned with both Evangeline Ducharme and Bastienne Cross before, although this type of full immobility, immersion, and objectification was actually brand new to me, and despite having had other sessions, both with them both, seperately, and with other Dommes.
I celebrated Family Day in the kinkiest way possible, with three of my Dominant Female friends. We hosted an all-day Taboo Roleplay themed event and had an absolute blast while doing it. We each played different roles, Jayne Doe was the deviant cousin, I was an aunty while Henry & Mistress Evangeline Ducharme vacillated between aunty & mommy roles, depending on their mood. I LOVE working in groups or within a duo with fellow Dommes, so this was an utter delight. The day flew by for all of us and we ended up hanging out after our subbies had left.
I've toyed with my booking procedure enough to know exactly what works for me, yields the best scenes & attracts the best clients. I'm an introvert, I value my alone time very highly and need to plan ahead in order to assure I get enough of it. When I host sessions,I give it my all, before, during & after. I pride myself on investing my full energy into creating scenes that excite me while also enveloping the kinks of my guest. It's a creative process, one that I find challenging and invigorating.
As a new patient, we'd like to welcome you to our practice. We've helped countless patients find relief and we're excited to help you do the same. Our methods have been considered unconventional, perhaps even extreme, but they are always highly effective and that is our primary concern.
When prepping for a pegging scene, my best advice is to listen to your body. You know your body best, if you feel a little "full" than you probably are. Use an enema bulb, I prefer this one, flush yourself out a couple times until the water is essentially clear. That's it. Getting a feel for your body and giving yourself a few flushes is what I recommend. For more detailed instructions, refer to the illustration below.
~ Trick ~
You're invited to our Halloween party! Yes, you.
You're the first person to arrive and, by the looks of things, not the last. There's enough food here to feed 30 people. Generally you've known these women to be intimidating and somewhat indifferent with you so seeing this new, domestic side of your hosts is surprisingly comforting. Initial nerves are subsiding and you find a spot to park while you chat with your hosts.
I close my eyes, as directed.
"What do you hear?" she asks.
"The dogs playing, the air conditioner in the bedroom, you moving around on the chair," I respond. A distant yet familiar feeling immediately presents itself under the darkness of my eyelids. The thoughts slide into my mind, involuntarily. The hope that my answer was correct, the fear of disappointing her, the familiar discomfort of vulnerability. I feel a bit silly for succumbing so quickly and pull myself back, comforting myself with the understanding that my eyes are simply closed, nothing to fear.
I smirk as I ask the man sipping my golden latte in a busy coffee shop, "So what are you into?"
"I'm into pretty much everything" he responds with a smile.
SIGH. I used to get excited when I got this answer, now I just feel irritated. I've come to identify this response as the hallmark of the under-prepared novice.
Introducing Shelby, a favourite little, sissy pet of mine. She wrote this amazing description of our latest session. Enjoy ...
As I wrapped his hands in duct tape I tell him that if he wants to act like an animal, I'll happily treat him like one.
"You want to make me happy don't you?"
"Puppies make me happy"
You may not know this about me but I've got a sweet spot in my heart for sissies. Like many fetishes, its origins are confusing. Part of me loves the fact that a man is drawn to emulate a woman, they could do anything they want in the sexual spectrum and they choose to feminize themselves. It's like a roundabout compliment in a way. The other part of me resents that this is done as an act of humiliation for some. Done behind closed doors, an embarrassing secret. I suppose my role is to meld these two perspectives, to coax and seduce the sissy out from the darkness of shame and into the beauty and power of femininity.
I had a lovely little chat with a friend today about the creativity that's involved in BDSM. As the Dominant, I feel like I'm a storyteller, my submissive gives me the bare-bones, the acts they want to experience, their limits, their kinks. From there it's my role to weave that into something real, believable and often unpredictable.
Fetishes come from somewhere real, somewhere hidden, some place that needs the sweetness of our sexuality to dilute the bitterness of its darkness. It moves first through the filter of our sexuality, into our periphery. From there we can choose to bring it into the foreground or let it dance in the corner of our eyes forever.
Lovely, little sadist living in Toronto, Ontario. This is my journal, where my brain gets to play.