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.
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.
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.
Lovely, little sadist living in Toronto, Ontario. This is my journal, where my brain gets to play.