The REAL Mistress Mindy is NOT on Backpage

Hello my lovelies,

I am just getting ready for a night out, but I wanted to make something clear first because I’m not thrilled right now.

Apparently somebody in Toronto has been using the name Mistress Mindy on Backpage. I’ve been asked about it a few times, so I want to clarify right here on my blog – that is NOT me.

A few important differences to note:

– She is an escort. I am a Dominatrix. My interactions with clients do not involve sexual favours.
– She is in her 40’s and old enough to be my mother.
– The phone number she posts from is apparently used in police stings.

I have added some of her pictures below just in case she is claiming to be me. Any posts with the pictures below are NOT me.

So, to summarize – there is only one Mistress Mindy, and you are currently reading her blog.

The only way I allow new clients to contact me is through my website, TorontoDomme.com. I will never pay for third party website ads or post a phone number.

Enjoy the rest of the weekend and stay tuned on my blog and/or social media as I’ll be posting some pictures from a very recent Vegas trip.

Not just a Dominatrix – a Toronto Motivatrix!

Hi again lovelies!

I thought I’d dedicate this blog to a service that is surprisingly popular with my subs – and that is Dominatrix Lifestyle Coaching! Whether you need help staying on track with homework, getting your ass to the gym, watching what you eat, keeping your house clean, quitting smoking, or anything else, I have a very particular brand of motivation that can bring you in line quite quickly.

I’ll give you an example to show you what I mean. I have been helping a number of teachers who are just beginning their careers. The transition from student to teacher can be very difficult for them. Some of them have slipped into the habit of arriving at classes unprepared or without lesson plans, taking far too long to grade and hand back assignments, throwing on movies in class instead of teaching a lesson, using their phone inappropriately during class, and basically acting unprofessionally towards the staff, parents, and students. Strict supervision and after class accountability has been shown to improve these issues and their overall productivity at work and in their personal lives.

You see, some of you will remember a time when teachers had more authority in the classroom. Indeed, there was a time not too long ago when they had the right to punish students who did not behave or complete their work properly. Of course, I’m speaking of the infamous “School Strap”. My younger fans won’t be familiar with this implement, but I’m sure there are a fair few of you who remember the threat of this rough, 8-inch strap that was used to keep children in line. Well, Mistress Mindy believes in the good old days. The “School Strap” (as pictured) is just one of the punishments I won’t hesitate to apply if you misbehave.

Maybe some of you grew up with strict parents. Do you remember being spanked? Did dad ever threaten to take off his belt if you didn’t behave? I’m sure you HATED it back then, and I’m sure you went out of your way to avoid his wrath. But now, maybe there’s no better way to get you in line. Do you like the idea of being bent over my knee, my long hair tickling your back, as I tell you firmly what you did wrong and follow it with a harsh spanking? Do you relish the thought of me getting utterly fed up with your behaviour, and reaching into a drawer to pull out a thick, heavy leather belt? Forcing you to bend over the couch or table, ass raised, promising you the strapping of your life? Wouldn’t you think twice about some of your worst behaviours if you knew what awaited you at Mistress Mindy’s house?

As always I have both men and women who come to me for this type of help. Contact me today to discuss what I can help you improve!

Toronto Dominatrix – Movin’ On Up!

Hi guys!!

First of all, I’d like to thank you for the enormously positive feedback on my last blog! From your comments I think it’s evident that my enjoyment of kink comes through pretty clearly in my writing, so I’m definitely going to endeavour to keep this blog updated at least once weekly, possibly more if I’m playing more!

For this week’s blog, I wanted to make a bit of an announcement. Those of you who have visited me know that I have been using my basement as a makeshift play space for quite a while. There are some drawbacks to this – due to constant flooding and structural issues, I wasn’t able to make the aesthetic changes I would have like to make to improve the atmosphere and provide a true kinky ambience. Well, that’s no longer an issue! As of July 1st, I’m moving to a new space which I can customize to my perverted heart’s desire! With gleaming hardwood, a kitchen, and two separate, large playrooms, this space will allow for a lot more fun and flexibility. I’m setting up a “softcore” and “hardcore” space. One will be more muted, with cozy furniture, equipment for more regular role-plays and less dedicated kink sessions. The other, more “hardcore” room, will feature my gorgeous wooden cross, the mummification bench, my examination table, my golden shower toilet chair, and any other kinky stuff I decide to have built!

I’m very excited to get set up and show you pictures of the new space. Best of all, this basement features a bathroom with shower and tub, so you can feel free to clean up before and/or after your play time with me! It also leaves room for various golden opportunities… a full tub will allow for lots of splashing around in my nectar!

I’m excited to be able to offer more distinctive surroundings and excellent role play scenes in my new play space. Whether you’re after a tete-a-tete with your professor in her office study, a thorough medical exam in Dr. Mindy’s clinic, a trip to the dungeon for an interrogation scene, or something else cherry-picked from your own personal fantasies, I’m game to collaborate and have the session we’ve both been dreaming of!

Please note that I will still be booking sessions before and after the move! I will endeavour to get this new space set up quickly, but will have plenty to offer while I’m in transit. Feel free to inquire about your own Mistress Mindy session today!

Needle Play – Sometimes a Toronto Dominatrix Needs to Get to the Point

Hello kinky friends! I thought I’d post a much overdue update! After some prolonged and much needed vacation time, I’m back in the saddle (so to speak) and enjoying play again! Feel free to reach out to schedule a session. If you’ve contacted me in the past few months and haven’t received a response, my sincerest apologies – I’d be happy to hear from you again and set up a time to meet and play!

Today’s blog focuses on one of my true passions. It’s one I understand is rarely offered by pro Dommes, and similarly not often requested by subs – but I have finally found a devoted toy who is willing to endure my more sadistic treatment, purely for the pleasure of seeing me happy! Not a born masochist, this sub has been dutifully pushing his limits since meeting me last year, and has found himself willing and eager to go above and beyond to prove his devotion to his Goddess.

I started out slow, putting on some soft music, lighting some candles, and stripping him down slowly. Sometimes I am cold and clinical when I’m doing needle play, but as this was his first time, I wanted to make it a bit more special. I took his hand, leading him gently but firmly over to the massage table. He seemed relaxed enough – he’s always grinning in my presence – but there was a quiet tension in the air. Perhaps anticipation? I knew that my slave had been gearing up for this promised treat all week. Never the kind to back out, I didn’t anticipate hearing his safeword tonight, no matter how intense our session got.

I started simply enough, stroking his chest gently and tweaking his nipples, earning an appreciative groan every time I brushed or squeezed the sensitive nubs. This was where I would focus my attention – at least at first. Keeping my hand moving, running my fingers through his chest hair, I pulled a blindfold over his head with my other hand, tugging it securely into place and obscuring his vision completely. Then, moving quickly, I reached down and slapped his erect cock, hearing a quick, sharp intake of breath as he opened his eyes to discover he could no longer see. I laughed softly, amused to see him twitch and yet still reach for my touch.

I kept up my gentle attack on his chest, caressing his skin and softly twisting his nipples from time to time, increasing my intensity to match his moans. I could see his cock pulsing, straining to reach my soft hands. I could tell he was more than ready for the next step.

He gasped as he felt the cold sting of the rubbing alcohol just beside his left nipple. The cool air tingled where I’d wiped him clean. I continued until his entire chest had been properly prepared. I think the reality of what was next began to hit him then, and he stirred uneasily beneath my steady hands. I soothed him, stoking his face gently as I began to talk dirty to him, telling him stories of what I would let him do if he took these needles like a good little slut.

By the time he heard the snap of the nitrile gloves on my wrists, he was practically levitating in anticipation. Ever the thorough Domme, I re-cleaned his chest, enjoying his soft whimpers. He knew better than to beg me for anything – he was smart enough to trust my pacing, no matter how badly he wanted me to do more. This was our dance – me pulling back, always pushing and teasing, tormenting him until he was silently screaming for me to give him more than he ever thought he could handle.

At long last, it was time for the first needle. I decided to start out right near his ultra sensitive nipples. Reaching out to grasp his right nub, I twisted it between my fingers lovingly, teasing it to a firm point and flicking it for emphasis, enjoying the resulting squirm. I moved up half an inch, pinching the area just above to raise a thin section of skin. Holding tightly, I moved quickly, piercing the needle through one side and out the other. A gasp followed – not unsurprisingly, the kiss of the needle shot a spike of pain through his chest. What was surprising was his reaction.

His cock jumped – not in fear, but in excitement. Twitching and straining, his erect dick pointed straight up at me, daring me to do it again. I could tell he was surprised by his body’s reaction to the pain. He let out a low, soft hiss, and reached his hand out to me for reassurance. I laughed delightedly. Oh, this was just too good to be true. While not a pain slut in the true sense of the term, he was definitely reacting to the baffling mix of pleasure and exquisite torment.

Once I had 20 needles evenly distributed across his chest, clustered around his nipples in an even pattern, he was really losing his mind. His groin was pulsing rhythmically upwards – he was basically humping the air. I had never had someone ascend into subspace so quickly! He was totally lost to the pain of the needles and the gratification of my touch. I knew he was ready and eager for the next step.

I turned the music up, swaying gently as I ran my sharp nails up and down his inner thighs. He moaned in appreciation, tossing his head back and rising to meet my fingertips, seeking more pressure, more contact, more of me. I grinned as I lazily stroked my gloved hands over his smooth balls, stretching the shaved skin and admiring my canvas. This was going to be the true test – either he would snap out of subspace and I would calm him down and transition to a gentler form of play, or he would rise to the occasion and cement his place in history as one of my all-time favourite subs.

So which was it? Well, see for yourself… and admire what a cock can do for a Mistress when you truly crave her touch.

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If you would like a session involving needle play, contact me! If you want to learn about some other ways I love to have fun, visit http://www.torontodomme.com/toronto-dominatrix-sessions.html.

This Dominatrix Always Loves New Toys

Hello kinky friends!

I’ve taken some time off and used it to stock up on kinky supplies and toys to tease and torment my lovely subs. I have a fun new assortment of gags, nipple clamps, anal plugs, beads, sounds, and more with which to threaten and torture you. I’ll be posting pictures and videos in the coming weeks so that you can fantasize about exactly what I’ll do to you when you visit my dungeon. I’m booking now for the New year, so reach out today and set up a time to live out your deepest desires. I can’t wait to meet you!

I’m back!

Hello everyone!

It’s been a while since I’ve updated the blog, but I wanted to pop in and let you know I’ve had some email mishaps recently – if you’ve sent an email in the past two weeks and haven’t recieved a response, please resend it! I know for a fact some new emails went missing, and I’d love to hear from you again and take the time to respond to your questions and requests for sessions.

I’m also thrilled to let you know that I’ve got tons of new content coming along in the next few weeks, so stay tuned! Plenty more fantasies, pics, and vids will be uploaded, as well as the usual blog posts about the kinky fun I have with all my subs! If there’s anything in particular you’d like to see or hear, I’m definitely open to suggestions as well. Looking forward to interacting with you all again!

xoxoxo Mindy

Mistress Mindy is a Toronto Dominatrix who can turn up the heat

This Toronto Dominatrix loves torturing captive subs and slaves with temperature play. There are many ways to play with the sensation of temperature torture – both ice and molten wax are fun extremes with which to experiment. In my experience, most subs are familiar with ice play, and quite a few have heard of wax play. It’s very different once you’ve been at the mercy of a sadistic Domme who is committed to using differing temperatures to titillate, torment, tease, and test a sub’s vulnerable, exposed and bound body.

I’d like to share with you a picture I took during a recent session.
Wax cock

This sub was originally very hesitant about heat play, but decided that he trusted me enough to move forward, push his limits, and enjoy the sensations that extreme temperature can bring. Now wax play is one of his very favourite pursuits, and he absolutely loves leaving himself completely at my mercy.

As much as I enjoy using ice and wax individually, I find that the combination makes for an exceptionally erotic experience. The contrast is deeply stimulating, and I look forward to introducing curious new subs to the wonders of temperature play.

Enjoy Financial Domination from a Professional Toronto Dominatrix – not a wallet rapist

This is an interesting side of kink I haven’t really discussed on the blog, and yet I’ve gotten many inquiries about it. There is a large portion of the BDSM community who absolutely loathe so-called “Fin Dommes” (financial Dommes). There are also quite a few profiles that exist solely to exploit the kink scene for financial gain. These two facts make financial domination a very tricky subject to address – and I’d imagine even tricker to navigate for those who have a legitimate fetish for it. Believe me, they do exist!

There are several different fantasies that seem to be popular in the financial Domination scene. The most common fetish is probably blackmail. I get a LOT of requests for this particular kink. People interested in financial blackmail want to be forced to hand over their online banking details, and have a Domme threaten to expose and humiliate them either personally or professionally if they don’t hand over the information and money the Domme demands. A popular form of financial blackmail occurs from a distance – using tools like TeamViewer, a Domme can remotely access a sub’s computer and can gain access to sensitive information. This is dangerous unless you are very skilled with computers! I know that can be part of the thrill, but I always recommend caution when it comes to this fetish. If you partake in this, please take a lot of time to talk to the domme and develop trust so you can ensure she’s a true professional, and not one of those scammers looking to just take money for nothing.

A safer way to explore financial domination is in person, in the form of a session. Many of my subs request a session where I restrain them and “rape” their wallet – just a creative way to add some kink to the delivery of the tribute. This allows a lot more control over the situation. As you can imagine, this scenario lends itself nicely to roleplay – you can incorporate torture, blackmail, interrogation, pain, tease and denial… the list is endless.

If financial domination is your kink, I stress again, PLEASE do your research. Be cautious. Reach out to professionals and people in the lifestyle. Be courteous and respectful and do your homework. Ask for references. Give yourself a budget and stick to it. Request a phone call to confirm that you’re speaking to a woman, and make sure to ask her questions so you can assess her knowledge of financial and other forms of domination. Beware of scammers and people who push too hard. As with anything, keep it fun, creative, and safe.

I’m always interested in hearing from subs who have had experiences with the kinks I write about. If you’re in the mood, I have a pretty hot story on my site you can read by clicking here. If you have a fetish for financial domination, feel free to comment or send me an email!

If you can’t visit a Toronto Dominatrix, the next best thing is Online Domination

The other day I was looking through my Google Analytics, and I found that I’m receiving a lot of visitors from around the world. Out of 196 countries, I’ve received visitors from 138 countries. I must say, this is very flattering! So first of all, thank you to everyone who visits my site, whether you’re around the corner or around the globe.

Sadly, I can only do in-person sessions with those who travel to me, or those who pay my travel costs to come to them. I’ve received countless emails along the lines of “I can’t come to Toronto to see you, and I can’t afford to bring you here, and there are no great dommes where I live”, followed by expressions of sadness and frustration. Luckily, thanks to high speed internet providers, built in cameras in laptops and phones, and innovations in general, Online Domination is a service I am able and happy to provide!

How does online domination work, you ask? It’s simple – we engage in a video chat, and for the duration of the session, you follow my instructions as though we were together in person. The only difference is, instead of me doing things, I’m ordering you to do them to yourself. Perhaps I’ll have you torture your cock and balls. Maybe I’ll give you a list of household items the night before, and you can spend all night wondering what I’m going to make you do with that wooden spatula and those permanent markers. There’s no end to my creativity and enthusiasm for all things kink. I think you’ll find that when you look into my eyes, it’s almost impossible to say no.

Like any of my sessions in person, online sessions are discussed in advance (or even during the session itself) to ensure that you are receiving the various aspects of domination that you seek.

If you are not able to see me in person and online domination interests you, I’d be happy to discuss it with you.

Toronto Dominatrix Mistress Mindy presents The Sounding… of Music

Posted by: Mistress Mindy

I thought I’d talk about an activity that I offer that seems a bit edgy to some in the scene. It’s called sounding (a form of CBT). Basically, it involves inserting rods of various sizes into the urethra. The sounds are typically made from surgical grade steel, but there are variations that vibrate or deliver electric shocks internally. Sounding is best left to those with experience as the urethra can become damaged if proper technique is not used.

That being said, with the proper Domme, sounding can provide an intense sensation unlike anything else. If you’re looking for something that’s a little out there, I recommend trying it out! Under proper supervision (and obviously with the proper equipment and hygiene) you might discover a new obsession!

This picture was taken during a sounding session with one of my more experienced clients. He’s had his urethra gradually stretched over the years, and can now take quite a large sound with no problem. In fact, we’ve ordered a set with larger sounds so we can continue to stretch him out! I incorporated a medical theme into this session, and told him that Dr. Mindy was going to continue stretching his urethra so his orgasms were much more impressive. I also used my new set up to cuff his wrists and ankles to the table so he had no choice but to be my willing patient. He protested, but I could see his cock getting harder as I took out each sound one by one and sterilized them. He was moaning by the time I had the first sound lubed up and ready to go.

I cleansed his groin area with a sterile cloth and paid particular attention to the head of his penis and the entrance to his urethra. The alcohol stings a bit, but you must remove as much bacteria as possible before inserting anything into the penis. This made him gasp, but I could see he was even more aroused. I gently eased the tip of the sound into his opening, enjoying the look of fear and pleasure on his face. Sliding it a bit deeper, I eased back and teased him with it. This brought yet more gasps and moans.

Throughout our two hour session, I used every single one of the 22 sound set. I was so impressed with him – and as his cock was hard the entire time, I feel confident in saying he enjoyed himself as well!

The only thing better than one sexy Toronto Dominatrix… is two.

Posted by: Mistress Mindy

My newest Toronto Domina is a real treat

Some of my favourite sessions are duals, which involve another sexy dominatrix. Mistress Pain Jane has been a delight for many, and I am thrilled to introduce my newest apprentice, Lady Alice.

While the pictures in the gallery are only a tease, she is physically stunning – standing average height with beautiful C-cup breasts, a luscious ass and long black hair, she’s an absolute goddess with a very mischievous side, and is also under 30. You, my loyal clients, are going to love her. She has a firm hand, and just loves to strap on a big rubber cock and make subs squeal with pain and delight. Those of you who really like to treat yourselves will enjoy her enthusiasm and imagination, as we’ve already invented a number of scenes that will entice those looking for that extra oomph.

My dual domme stories are extremely popular scenes that many have requested, but here are some new ideas you can fantasize about, that we can make a reality.

– I am a doctor, she is my nurse. Together, we tie you to my medical table, and we playfully run some “tests” on you

– She is your unsatisfied girlfriend/spouse and tells you to meet her at my place. You come in, and she tells you that I am a sex therapist who has been teaching her how a partner should be pleased sexually. Together we then show you what you’ve been incapable of.

– You have been arrested for a crime you didn’t commit. You are cuffed to a chair and we do a very detailed and elaborate good cop/bad cop interrogation with you.

– One of us is your wife/girlfriend, while the other is your ex. We were always best friends, and while you’d hoped that you were good enough and important enough for us to fight over and potentially lose our friendship, it’s the exact opposite. Whenever we get together, we share stories and laugh at your shortcomings, then we really put you in your place.

Many of these scenes offer many aspects that require two sexy ladies rather than just one: Being double penetrated (pegged from both ends), a double golden experience, being held down by one sensual pair of hands while another pair of hands torture you, twice the humiliation as two women laugh together about your shortcomings… the possibilities are endless.

Lady Alice’s availability is a bit limited, so make sure to let me know with as much advance notice as possible if you’d like to indulge.

With this Toronto Dominatrix, girls DON’T just wanna have fun

Posted by: Mistress Mindy

When it comes to BDSM, domination, sadism, masochism… just femdom in general in this extremely fun world we’re all a part of, most people assume that a domme’s clients are all male. Most people (inside and outside of the scene) simply assume that my only paying clients are men.

This couldn’t be further from the truth. I have a number of women who pay for sessions – anything from strap-on play and extreme pain to golden showers and everything in between. It is true- sometimes I am a dominatrix for women.

“But why would a woman pay for that?” I am often asked by people who find it hard to believe. Quite simply, the same reason I have men pay me – because I am a professional who knows exactly what I’m doing. The more complicated answer is not as quick.

I’ve glossed over the psychology of domination a bit before. Many of my male clients come from positions of power. High level management, company owners… people who are in constant control and need me to ground them and make them feel very different than they usually do. These men love someone putting them in their place, even if it is only for two hours before they go back to controlling others. On the other hand, many of my clients are naturally submissive men whose purpose in life is to simply serve a powerful woman and make my every whim a reality.

Based on porn, many people feel that they see so many videos where men are not being dominated sexually – pain is administered, they’re serving, being humiliated, but (like some of my sessions), they don’t end with sexual release. It makes sense to people that men are used to that and ok with it. On the other hand, submissive women in BDSM porn scenes are bound, pain is administered, they serve – but it’s always inherently sexual. The woman (whether she’s sub to men or women) is being forced to orgasm or edged and brought back from the brink of orgasm. Her role in the scene is almost always to have sex, perform oral, be manipulated sexually and eventually become an orgasm receptacle.

Thus the confusion – many ask “Why would a woman pay to be dominated in a non-sexual manner? Women couldn’t possibly want that, could they?”

The answer is a definitive “yes”.

Let’s face it – women are just as powerful and prominent as men. Just like my male clients, the women I see typically fit into two categories: The powerful executive who needs to be controlled, and the submissive who wants nothing more than to serve.

The 2nd million dollar question is “so these women are lesbian or bi?” Of course everyone expects the answer to be yes, and sometimes it is. But for many, the answer is no.

“So straight women come with no sexual interest in you come to a dominatrix to be dominated, and they pay for it?” I know, it seems impossible, right?

Now, the obvious truth is that men still make up 96% of my client base. Not as many women are interested in this service, but there are many out there who either don’t realize they’re into this, or they don’t connect the dots about seeing a dominatrix. Most women seeking a scene like this don’t find it possible with men. I have yet to hear of a man offering a service in which he’s paid to degrade and beat women – most intelligent men see that there is too much potential that this endeavour would typically involve a jail sentence. In a personal scene with a boyfriend/spouse, it’s hard to find men comfortable with the idea of doing this, and doing it properly. Many women (friends and clients) constantly discuss the difficulty in finding a naturally dominant man who can respectfully and properly find the perfect balance and not cross the line from providing a pleasurable BDSM experience to being an abusive asshole.

A professional dominatrix, as many of my clients know, is able to provide these sessions, walking a beautiful line that combines force with care, domination with respect and of course, pain with pleasure.

I’m often asked by these women who initially email me “has anyone ever asked you for this?” or “this must seem crazy to you”. I want to make it clear – no fantasy is ever weird or wrong! I’ve pretty much heard it all. Many of these ladies tell me, like my cuckold clients, that they’ve read my blog and fantasized about this for so long, but just didn’t feel right about inquiring. Completely understandable. Yet they express interest in almost everything male clients love. Cuckqueaning (the female equivalent of cuckolding), strap-on play, fisting, medical, bondage, mummification and so much more.

For some, as mentioned, it can be a sexual attraction and they love being dominated by an attractive and powerful woman. For others though, it can be completely hetero. Some scenes I’ve acted out include:
– middle aged woman reliving the fantasy of being belittled by a girl from her high school
– younger woman who was the bully in high school wanting the girl she bullied to put her in her place
– middle aged woman whose daughter (or niece) puts her in her place and physically demeans her
– woman being controlled and embarrassed by her female doctor
– woman being punished and disciplined by her female boss
– woman being tied up and teased to the brink while getting a professional massage
– woman being berated and punished by a cop
– woman who is my lesbian girlfriend who has been caught cheating, so I bind and punish her (this is the one in the picture above, about to be bound to the St. Andrews’ cross under a sinfully punishing red light)

As you can imagine, the possibilitiesfor women seeking a domme are endless.

If you are one of these ladies who thought she was alone, trust me – you aren’t. I’d love to hear from you and hopefully we can fulfill a need you’ve had for a long time.

Toronto’s bustiest dominatrix is great at introducing men to cuckold scenes

Posted by: Mistress Mindy (featuring ‘Tony’)

Tonight I want to let one of my clients, Tony, contribute a guest blog about a recent cuckold session he had with me. He had emailed me about this (more like a testimonial), but I asked if he’d like to elaborate a little for the benefit of my blog readers. Here is what he sent. I hope you enjoy.


For the longest time, I fantasized about being cuckolded. I always felt weird and ashamed about it. Essentially, I’ve struggled with these weird urges to be embarrassed, insulted, ordered around for most of my life. I’d always thought I had a normal upbringing, but I realized in hindsight that my mother always yelled at my father and he always looked like her servant in a way… so maybe there’s something there.

Either way, I’ve had my relationships, treated my girlfriends/wife like queens, and yet, while having sex, something in me fantasizes about them deeming me not good enough. I feel like they enjoy it with me to an extent because they’ve loved me, but I get more excited than ever at the thought of some muscle head with a huge cock just bringing out an animal in them that makes me feel inadequate and invisible.

To deal with these urges, I started off by watching MMF porn. I figured maybe I just liked the idea that the woman was having a second cock. However, I stumbled across a cuckold porn one day and realized this was exactly how I felt. I have to say, I was absolutely elated to realize I wasn’t alone. I had thought for years that I was truly broken and alone, wondering why I would have such bizarre fantasies. But apparently, lots of guys out there love the idea of being dwarfed by an alpha male and get off on it.

So even though I’d now identified what I wanted, I didn’t know how to deal with it. My thinking was ‘if I tell my girlfriend/wife about this, she’s going to tell me I’m nuts and leave me’, or ‘she’s going to think I want to swing’… it’s not that I wanted to do this all the time. It’s just a once-in-a-while fantasy that I didn’t feel comfy expressing with them because I wanted them to respect me and love me.

It occurred to me that maybe others were into this and had a solution for how to fulfill the fantasy without wrecking their relationships, so I searched google and found a couple of forums where people talked about a dominatrix offering the service. Eureka! Only problem was, I didn’t know how to proceed, or if I could even go through with it.

After searching through some nearby dommes, I emailed Mistress Mindy last year. I liked her website, her writing (the cuckold stories are such a turn-on) and of course, her pictures. My first contact was like 2 lines, just a general inquiry like “I think I want to be cuckolded but don’t know if I can do it.” She wrote back a very friendly email asking questions about myself, what I was looking for, what elements turned me on, etc… we opened a dialogue, and I was a little surprised that she was so willing to discuss. I’d expected that these dommes would all be bitches who just want money. Maybe some are, who knows.

So we emailed about it, and she said she could arrange a scene that would be right up my alley. But every time I wanted to set a time and go for it, I backed away from the keyboard. There’s a difference between fantasizing and doing. Mistress Mindy was super though – she told me that there are levels of cuckolding and we could ease into it. She said something along the lines of “the first time can almost be more like you’re just watching a live performance, and you won’t be involved at all. Then, if you feel more comfortable, I can start saying things to you, B (the bull) can start saying things to you…” I felt reassured that both of them are pros and can read a situation well.

I finally mustered up the courage and said “ok – let’s do this!” We scheduled a time and met for drinks. Of course she was stunning, and just so sweet, just like in her emails. I went to the bathroom and psyched myself up a bit. I thought about canceling everything, but figured I’d gone this far, why not just do it. We went back to her place and she introduced me to B. He was a good guy – we didn’t talk much, but I didn’t get the feeling that he was a jerk, and that actually helped a bit.

So we went upstairs and she told me to massage her feet, which I did gladly. After about 20 minutes, she asked if I was getting turned on. I told her I was. She asked if I wanted to see her experience orgasms. I said absolutely. She asked if I thought I was the person to do it. I said “I wish I were.” She said “Well why don’t you sit in the corner there, and you can watch.” I sat in the corner as B came in and they started up. I won’t get into the details, but it was amazing – she was coming like crazy, and she would look at me, smile, but not once did she cross that comfort line. It was, as she said, like watching a performance, but it was an amazing intro because B did things to her that I never felt I could. And most importantly, it wasn’t my wife, so I didn’t have to experience any weirdness at home.

We’ve done 4 sessions in total, and we’ve escalated the interaction each time (as per discussions we had about my comfort and what I wanted). To summarize without much detail, the second time, she was asking me stuff like “don’t you wish it was you who was pleasuring me?” The third time, she told me that I would never be capable of making her feel this good. The fourth time, B joined in and also talked about me wishing I could be as lucky as him.

The only regret I have is that it took me so long to actually pull the trigger on this. The fantasies I have in my head while I’m having sex with my wife are so lucid and incredible – no porn compares. Nothing compares to the real thing. I just wanted to share my story because I imagine there are lots of people out there who are in the same boat I was, and I know if someone had told me to just go and do it, I would have been skeptical and still probably wouldn’t have. But I hope my experience can help others not waste too much time that they could be doing instead of just fantasizing.


Please do contact me if you are like Tony was and want to make your cuckold fantasies a reality.

If you’ve been a bad boy (or girl), Mistress Mindy is great at Corporal Punishment

Posted by: Mistress Mindy

I haven’t really discussed the truly pure corporal punishment session. I don’t do these too often, as I’m busy fulfilling other requests, but I really do adore them when I do get a chance. Call it the sadist in me, but even with my sweet demeanour, I do love causing pain (in the most enjoyable sense).

A true corporal punishment session is very intense. There may be an underlying theme or roleplay involved, or perhaps my sub just needs some heavy handed punishment. I’ve had scenes where the sub comes over and we pretend that I’m administering pain to try to extract sensitive information from him (a sort of spy fantasy). On the contrary, I’ve had subs who require no scene or context – they simply want me to punish them while we discuss normal topics like weather or their day-to-day lives. There is definitely something intriguing psychologically about someone enjoying a spiked paddle marking his ass while he brags about his son’s latest soccer game. A third type that’s interesting is those who wish to atone for certain sins they’ve committed, asking me to repeat what they’ve done while hurting them, or recounting the details as I make them regret their actions. Much more effective than 10 ‘Hail Mary’s’, wouldn’t you say? 😉

Though I’m definitely partial to the feeling of skin on skin – in particular, my soft but firm hand smacking, slapping, and spanking the delicate skin of my subs – I do have quite a few lovely implements I enjoy using to inflict corporal punishment on the naughty boys who visit my dungeon.

If you’re interested in a Corporal Punishment session, I’d love to hear from you. Email me through my contact page and share your fantasy, and we can discuss making the scene you’ve been dreaming about come true. No matter what the type of pain, or the instrument you’d like me to implement it with, remember – Mistress Mindy isn’t here to judge – just to execute…

This Busty Toronto Dominatrix is far more fun than a boring old doctor…

Posted by: Mistress Mindy

Good evening!

I’d like to thank you all again for your lovely compliments on the blog! I’ve got a photo shoot scheduled soon, so keep an eye out for gallery updates!

I thought I’d take some time to write about one of my favourite kinks – medical play. I have a unique advantage in this area, as I’ve had actual medical training. Those who have had the pleasure of visiting Dr. Mindy’s clinic can attest to my enthusiasm! I’ve got a few very eager co-Dommes who are in training as my nurses, which is very exciting.

Of course, each appointment with Dr. Mindy is different, depending on the needs of the patient. Regardless, I like to start off with a basic clinical examination. I instruct the patient to remove their clothing. Then I record height and weight, and make a note of each in my chart. Next, I use my stethoscope to listen to the patient’s heart, and take their blood pressure.

This is where I encounter some interesting results. It seems many of my patients experience mild tachycardia in my presence, though they report no noticeable symptoms. Perhaps I shouldn’t wear a corset in the exam room?

Now it’s time for the physical exam. I must thoroughly examine the patient – check the lymph nodes, take and record temperature, palpate the abdomen, then move on to a genital examination. Donning nitrile gloves, I gently cup the testicles and instruct the patient to cough – standard hernia test. I examine the penis, retracting the foreskin if necessary, checking for any lesions or discharge. I generally use this time to take a few urethral swabs. I’ll send these off to the lab to screen for STI’s.

The last step of the physical is a prostate examination. Dr. Mindy is a firm believer that there is no age men must wait until – the prostate is too important and it’s better to be pro-active, even starting in your 20’s. I apply lubricant to my gloved finger and insert it gently into the patient’s rectum. I probe until I locate the prostate – usually instantly – and then use a gentle stroking motion to establish both the size and the presence of any nodules that might be of concern. This is where a normal physician would stop, but Dr. Mindy is nothing if not thorough. I like to stimulate the prostate and assess the patient’s arousal reaction.

I have had many patients approach me to help assess some level of sexual dysfunction. There are many tests and procedures I offer to shed some light on what the issues may be. From urethral sounding to catheterization, from enemas to intense prostate stimulation, I will leave no stone unturned in the search for answers. I do offer injections and blood drawing where necessary.

This is but a tiny sample of the medical procedures offered at Dr. Mindy’s clinic. I do my absolute best to treat each and every patient who puts themselves in my capable hands. Please feel free to email me with your specific ailments or treatment requests – I am certain my clinic can accommodate you.

This Toronto Dominatrix has plenty of expertise in Light CBT

Happy New Year to my fellow kinksters!

It’s been a busy time over the holidays, and your Mistress caught that dreaded flu. Feeling a lot better now, but I have quite a bit of pent up energy! Thankfully I have many subs and slaves eager to be back under my feet.

I thought I’d share some shots from a recent CBT session. This one is fairly light on the pain side of things, but we had a lot of fun and got some great pictures.

Slave J came over eager to be immobilized and tormented under my sexy thigh high boots. I quickly got him bound and wrapped and lowered him to the floor. Then, of course, I walked off to get a glass of wine, leaving him writhing helplessly in nervous anticipation. No matter how much they squirm and protest, I always find them fully hard when I return!

As you can see, I had J bound so that only his cock and balls were visible and accessible – but only to me. I couldn’t help but smile as I gathered clothespins, floggers, feathers, ribbon… I contemplated bringing out the candles for some wax play, but J is still new and I didn’t want to push him too far. Yet.

Sure enough, I returned to see J’s lovely cock hard and oozing precum already. I decided to have a seat and play around with my new boots. I ran the sharp heel along the underside of his cock, making him jump and moan. Then I pressed my toes into his balls, using my other leather-clad foot to kick his erection around a little. Around this point, I decided to make one of J’s wishes come true – I turned on the video camera and aimed it right at his package.

I continued to tease him with my heels for a while, until he was really moaning. Then I decided he needed a dose of pain. I worked him over with the flogger, taking care to aim for his most sensitive anots – the head of his cock and his balls really make him howl when whipped. I took a few breaks to tease him with my festive ribbon – I even tied him up in a festive holiday bow!

I spent the next half hour exploring how many clothespins J could handle on his scrotum. He REALLY enjoyed this part of our time together. I’ve never heard a slave moan so loud through a ball gag!

After our session was over and J was untied and preparing to leave, I gave him a hug and handed him the camera with a wink. His eyes lit up and I knew he was headed straight home to relive our session over again!

As a new years treat for all of my clients and fans, here are some videos of this session. If you would like this to be you, obviously feel free to contact me and we can discuss.

This Gorgeous Toronto Dominatrix lives for unconventional requests

Posted by: Mistress Mindy

I wanted to touch on a subject I feel very strongly about. I often get emails from potential clients who are hesitant to divulge the extent of their fantasies for fear of scaring me off. I understand that confessing your innermost desires to a sexy, confident stranger can be a bit intimidating. I absolutely get how daunting that can be. However, I want to assure anyone reading this that it is virtually impossible to shock or scare me! Even if I don’t accommodate a particular kink, I will NEVER judge anyone for their private fantasies. Please, don’t hesitate to share your thoughts with me. Get weird! Let your inner freak out! This is a safe space. I respect the enormous amount of trust my clients place in me and honour it with complete discretion.

In the same vein, I know I have a privacy policy on the website, and I’d like to take this chance to emphasize how seriously I take this. I have measures in place to protect the privacy and identity of everyone who visits me. I have been lucky enough to meet some incredibly successful people in the course of my kink career. I believe everyone has the right to a private life without judgment about their choices, sexual or otherwise. I am proud to provide a safe environment for everyone who chooses to live out their kinks with me. The cornerstone of the kink community is safe, sane, and consensual conduct. I deal with adults who have healthy fantasies and interests they want to explore safely with a professional. I will always treat your personal information with the utmost respect.

I wanted to highlight a few of the unconventional requests I’ve gotten, in the hopes that someone reading this starts to feel more comfortable with their particular kink. I welcome bizarre and wonderful kinks and am almost always game to try something new.

One of my favourite unconventional sessions was a messy food fight scenario. This sub, who we’ll call L, had a fantasy that involved a gorgeous woman in a bathing suit throwing juicy fruits at him, shoving him to the ground and overpowering him, and smearing ice cream and toppings all over him. I put down a bunch of tarps and stocked up on all the fun foods I could think of – his particular interest was in fruit, so I had strawberries, cherries, and blueberries. I also got a bunch of different flavours of ice cream, chocolate sauce, and whipped cream. I started out wrestling him to the ground and stripping his clothes off. I bound his hands behind his back and had him watch as I stripped down to my bathing suit and fetched the large picnic basket I had stocked with everything. Watching his eyes widen as I grabbed the first handful of fruit was a blast. I thought it was going to be strange smearing food all over someone, but I really got into it quickly! We had an hour and a half together, rolling around, laughing and getting filthy. He moved away after a few more messy sessions, but I remember those food fights fondly!

Some of my other favourite unusual kinks involved costumes. I have one sub who just LOVES a gorgeous woman in a serious outfit and a clown nose (you know who you are!). A lot of the time I session in a corset, leggings, and sexy leather boots, but certain clients prefer me in tight yoga pants and a tiny tank top. Given enough notice, I can also accommodate costume requests. I’ve worn scrubs, sexy nurses outfits, riding gear, a Mrs. Claus costume, a monster mask, and devil horns.

Of course all of my subs love to see me dressed up, but a lot of them like to be dressed up as well! Beyond the usual love for ladies lingerie, a lot of different role plays can be enhanced with the right costume. You might be surprised to hear that puppy role play is quite popular! One of my favourite subs in the world had his own poodle suit custom made. We’d meet in a hotel room, catch up over a couple glasses of wine, and then he’d get changed and we’d get started! I had a lot of fun walking him around on a leash, feeding him from his special dish, and disciplining him when he tried to lick me a little too enthusiastically.

Whatever you can come up with, I’d love to hear it! I’ll be sharing more stories over the next few weeks. From eyeball fetishes to speculums, acupuncture to injections, I’ve been blessed to experience tons of wonderful kinks over the years.

Finally, a shout out to all of my wonderful subs, as well as the people who follow my blog from far away! Your emails and questions are wonderful and make me smile daily. Keep them coming!

This Sadistic Toronto Dominatrix is very hands-on when it comes to spanking

Posted by: Mistress Mindy

This is a very quick post just to stay in touch. Having been so busy with work and my favourite holiday, Halloween, it’s not been easy to make time to write. Keep visiting though – many new blogs are coming, as are some new photos!

I haven’t really posted much about my favourite activities, so I thought I’d devote this week’s blog to one of my top ten kinks – OTK (over the knee) spanking! I absolutely love having a grown man stretched across my lap for some much needed discipline.

I have a particular sub in mind while writing this. He can take hours of punishment, whether I’m using a paddle, a flogger, a crop, a cane, or my favourite – my bare hand. It is so exciting watching my blank canvas turn deep pink and then bright red. I like to take my time, running my fingers lightly over the warm flesh between round of smacks, enjoying the heightened sensitivity and teasing my poor helpless sub.

Let me know if you’ve been misbehaving lately at home or at work. I’ll be happy to give you the spanking you deserve… 😉

Strap-on Play – This busty Toronto Dominatrix loves to thrust herself into her job

Posted by: Mistress Mindy

Today I had a lovely strap-on session (one of my specialties of course) with slave Kevin, who hasn’t had the pleasure of my company for weeks as he’s been traveling for business. Needless to say, his tight ass was missing my strap-on and he couldn’t wait to get into my playspace and on his knees.

I greeted him at the door and he handed me my tribute and a lovely bottle of wine he’d brought back from his most recent trip to Argentina. Kissing his cheek, I took his coat and gestured him towards the basement stairs – by now he knew exactly where we were headed. I called down and offered him a drink, and then grabbed some bottled water from the fridge and met him on the sofa in the basement. As I passed one of the bottles to Kevin, his eyes traveled down my shapely legs to my feet, clad in a pair of exquisite satin peep-toe pumps he had sent me as a lovely surprise while he was away. I laughed and took a seat next to him, stretching my legs out so my feet rested in his lap. “God, I’ve missed these feet!” he groaned, running his hands gently over my calves. “Aren’t these shoes gorgeous? A very dear slave sent them to me…”. We smiled at each other and he slipped off both of my heels.

We spent a few minutes catching up as slave Kevin massaged my feet and worshiped my legs. He told me about his travels, and I teased him with stories of all of the subs I’d seen and tormented in the past few weeks. I could feel his erection growing underneath my feet. I decided to ramp up the teasing by sliding my toes along his hardened cock beneath his slacks. His head rolled back and he moaned, clenching his hands into fists. “Did I tell you to stop massaging my feet?!” I asked, arching an eyebrow and tapping his balls with my other foot. He flinched and resumed massaging as I continued rubbing his stiff cock over his pants.

Prior to Kevin’s appointment, I had gotten all of my supplies ready and in order, hidden just out of sight in my kink chest. I was already wearing my strap-on harness under my wrap dress. I could see Kevin glancing around the room, hoping for a glimpse of the toys I had in store for him. I laughed softly and ran my hand across his broad shoulders. “Looks like someone is eager to get started!” I whispered into his ear, sliding my feet back into my heels and standing. Leaning over to give him a good look at my cleavage, I loosened his tie and undid the first button of his dress shirt. He leaned forward, trying to get closer to my giant breasts, and I’m sure getting a good whiff of my perfume. I pulled back and gave him a gentle slap on the cheek. “Not yet, doll. Now take these clothes off for me!”.

Watching him disrobe as quickly as possible, I walked over to my kink chest and started removing the toys I planned to use today. Kevin’s eyes widened as I pulled out my 8 inch strap-on attachment – he had only ever taken my more modest 6 inch dildo, and I’m sure he was nervous. By now he was fully naked, kneeling with his hands clasped behind his back. He knows the protocol!

I beckoned him over and instructed him to bend over the massage table, ass in the air for me. I dangled my blindfold in front of him, listening to him whimper at the idea of being blind and unable to predict what I was about to do to him. At the last minute, I decided I’d rather have him fixate on the giant strap-on I was planning to use to stretch out his tight ass.

I grabbed a length of rope from my chest and quickly fastened his hands behind his back. I reached around and pinched his sensitive nipples, watching him flinch and test his bonds. Flawless as always! I couldn’t help but laugh, stroking a hand down his back and smacking his ass. “I think I’ll warm this little ass up a bit before I try out my big cock.” I purred.

I gave him 20 spanks to start him off. Once he got nice and pink, I grabbed my flogger and really started to work on him. After 30 hits with my supple leather flogger Kevin was moaning and thrusting his erection against the underside of the massage table. I stopped to admire my work and run my smooth palm across his now red ass. He had a few raised stripes from the tails of the flogger, but I wasn’t done with him yet.

I pulled my red spiked paddle out from the chest and softly ran the silver spiky numbs along his back, watching him shiver in anticipation. For any spanking fanatic, this toy is an instant favourite. I gave him a gentle swat on each cheek to let him get used to the feel, and then I decided to go to town.

After a few minutes, Kevin was wailing and begging me to stop. Pausing, I asked if he was ready to take my big strap-on, or if he needed some more spanking to convince him. It had been weeks since he’d had anything in his ass, and I guess that made him desperate and reckless, because he begged me to take the 8 inch dildo and fuck him with it – HARD.

Now, I wasn’t about to thrust into my slave without loosening him up a bit first. I pulled on a glove, lubed up my finger, and started to tease his asshole. I waited, rubbing gentle but firm circles around his hole. Within seconds he was moaning and trying to thrust back on my finger. I let him work himself into a frenzy before finally slipping two fingers inside him. I gave him a few seconds to adjust to the fullness, but I underestimated him – he didn’t even flinch or pause in his moaning and rocking back on my fingers. I rewarded him by hooking my fingers and stroking both sides of his prostate. As I predicted, he nearly hit the roof!

I sensed Kevin could take just about anything I wanted to give him, so I slid a third finger into his ass and started working my hand in a circle, making sure he was nice and stretched out for me. By this point he was moaning constantly and ready for more, so I slid my fingers out, removed my glove, and walked around to the front of the table. Kevin’s eyes widened as I picked up the large dildo and began to slip it into my strap-on harness. I stroked a finger down his cheek and asked him if he was ready for the fucking of his life. He nodded, eyes still wide, clearly nervous but incredibly turned on.

I lubed up the head of the big dildo and eased it into the crack of his ass, pushing gently against his hole. To my surprise, he wasn’t content with my gentle approach, immediately thrusting his ass back, urging my dildo past the first rings of muscle. At this point I was about three inches in, so I grabbed his hips and slowly slid the rest of the shaft into him. As I bottomed out, he shuddered and jerked, and I knew the ridges on this rubber cock were rubbing along his prostate. If I kept up this pace, he wouldn’t last very long.

I started out slowly, thrusting six of the eight inches in and out, but again he thrust himself backward, begging me to fuck him harder. Clearly he’d been missing this! I wasn’t going to let him control the pace, though. I pushed his hips hard against the edge of the table, holding him still in place as I teased him with long, slow strokes. He was already whimpering – within minutes he was howling and begging me to fuck him hard! I stilled, wanting to hear him beg before I gave him what he wanted. With him whining and squirming, I gently fucked two inches of the dildo in and out of him while I reached around and teased his sensitive nipples. This drove him crazy and he started panting, begging wildly and throwing his head back in ecstasy. I looked down and saw his cock, hard as stone, dripping precum like crazy and twitching every time my rubber cock rubbed against his prostate.

I knew he hadn’t been allowed to orgasm for three weeks, so I spent plenty of time building this one up as much as possible. I teased him for over twenty minutes, pausing to pinch or stroke his nipples, smack his ass, or use my crop to swat at his balls. He was flinching, sweating, moaning and swearing, losing his mind as I expertly fucked his ass.

Finally, I decided to give him a break. I grabbed his hips again, anchoring him to the table and pulling my dildo out all eight inches and then slamming it home, keeping up the frantic pace as he started to yell out in pleasure. I pulled his hands loose from his bonds and let him grip the edges of the table to anchor himself. Within seconds, he was groaning and spasming, erupting in a massive orgasm that lasted at least 20 seconds. I stilled inside him as he caught his breath, quaking and panting, collapsed on the leather table.

I slid out and grabbed a fresh towel, wrapping it around his shoulders and giving him some time to gather his strength before he had to stand. I kissed his cheek and took his neatly piled clothes upstairs to the guest bathroom, where he would be taking a shower before heading back to work.

Kevin thanked me profusely and has already booked his next session. I love my job and promise you, if you book a strap-on session with me, your ass is mine. 😉

Etiquette – If you’d like to spend time with one of Toronto’s Hottest Dommes, you need to behave like a good sub…

Posted by: Mistress Mindy

I’ve been incredibly lucky to meet some wonderful new subs in the past few weeks, and I’ve had a lot of questions about etiquette and the way I prefer things done. Of course, every Domme is different, so I thought I’d expand on my etiquette section here and let you know my personal preferences when it comes to communication, sessioning, and other forms of interaction between myself and my lovely subs and slaves!

Initial Communication
I often get emails from people who have stumbled across my site who simply state “I’d love to book a session – what are your rates?”. I completely understand the desire to get this question out of the way before you proceed to a booking, but tribute rates vary widely depending on the length of the session you’re interested in and the activities you’d like to include. An ideal initial email should include a brief introduction summarizing your interests and experience. It’s absolutely fine if you have no experience or don’t really know what your specific interests are yet – just introduce yourself to me with some information about what got you into kink, what sort of things you’re curious about, and anything I should know about limits/activities you absolutely have no interest in. The more detail you include in your initial email, the more interested I am to create a dialogue with you that allows our first session together to be a lot more satisfying for both of us! I’ve heard from a lot of submissives that they are afraid to include too much information or risk sounding “pushy” to a Domme. I understand this fear, but please know that I will most definitely put you in your place if I feel that you’ve crossed any lines! It’s far better for me to get a clear picture of who you are and what you’re looking for so that we can really communicate.

Furthermore, if you’re looking for a simple session that follows a script, that’s fine – just be clear about it from the outset and I will create the scenario you’re looking for. However, the majority of my submissives prefer my default approach to kink, which is to create an open dialogue that allows us to get to know each other a bit before we begin to session. I understand that some prefer to jump in feet first, but I find 90% of subs enjoy our time together much more if we’ve communicated our individual interests and can merge them.

Ongoing Communication
If we decide to move forward and book a session together, I will provide you with a mobile phone number so that we can text before we meet and work out any last minute details. I respect your privacy and need for discretion, so I will never call you unless you specifically request it. I appreciate the same courtesy – feel free to ask for a phone chat if that would make you more comfortable, but we will arrange the call ahead of time. I will usually only respond to texts as well, and will respect any limits you need to put in place in regards to phone/text contact.

Meeting
When we decide to meet for a session, I usually budget for some extra time before we begin so that we can sit down and introduce ourselves. I find this helps to ease any anxiety my subs may have, and it gives us a chance to get to know each other a little bit before we move on to more intimate kink activities! This is negotiable – some subs prefer to immediately enter into a scene, and I can work with that request. Again, communication here is key.

Feedback
After we session together, I do love receiving feedback. Many subs are afraid to provide feedback that isn’t 100% positive, but I’m quite aware that everybody has different styles and desires. I enjoy honesty, so feel free to let me know exactly what you loved and anything you’d prefer to change.

Tribute
This can be an awkward exchange for some people who have never seen a Domme before. Tribute should be in an envelope and should be handed over before the session begins. I am very often asked about the protocol for tipping – tips and gifts are graciously accepted. After all, what woman doesn’t appreciate being spoiled?

Protocol
Each Domme has a title she prefers. You should address me as “Mistress” or “Mistress Mindy”. If we are acting out a roleplay scene, my title may change, but outside of a scene, you should always address me properly.

I hope this helps shine some light on the way I like to do things! If you’re polite, honest, and open, we will have a wonderful time together. Above all, you should never be afraid to communicate your kinks, fantasies, and desires to me. I’ve been VERY lucky and have had wonderful experiences with the subs who approach me for sessions. I look forward to hearing from even more of you!

Sexual Healing – An interesting form of sexual therapy in a Medical Session with Toronto’s Curviest Dominatrix

Posted by: Mistress Mindy

I had a rather unique session this past week which I’ve been dying to write about on the blog! I have a new client, “Vee”, who has such interesting ideas! It’s rare that a sub can surprise me with a new, fun, kinky concept I’ve never explored, but Vee seems to be very talented in this regard!

Here are some of my session notes:

Our session took the form of a sexual therapy appointment to address Vee’s failed relationships and ascertain why he is unable to please a woman and maintain a healthy relationship. Of course, to start things off, I had him give me his height, weight, and I asked if he had ever measured his penis. He said that he had, and that he was about six inches, erect. Sensing an issue with his measurement, I had him remove his clothes for me, and I took an accurate measurement – sure enough, his penis was just under 4 inches fully erect. He’d been measuring from the base of the testicles and falsely adding inches to his size. I informed him that he had a very juvenile penile presentation, with a small penis and very little pubic hair.

Now that I had my patient nude, I decided to have him remain unclothed for the duration of our appointment. I find that I can closely monitor a patient’s reaction to certain sexual topics we may discuss by observing his erection, whether the hair, rises on his arms, whether his legs shake, whether he flushes, etc. I also find patients are less likely to hide the truth when they feel truly vulnerable, nude in front of their attractive therapist.

I probed Vee for details of his past relationships. It turns out his undersized penis has been a source of considerable angst for Vee. He has yet to successfully have intercourse with a romantic partner, and for that reason has established a pattern of providing love and support to women who get their sexual needs fulfilled elsewhere. After all, what woman would be satisfied with an undersized cock!?

I told Vee that our therapy would likely focus on ways he can be of use to women that don’t involve his very small penis. He has explored oral servitude, foot massage and worship, and has endured some pain and humiliation at the hands (and feet) of the women he’s been involved with. Going forward, I will be focusing our therapy on adaptive strategies that will allow him to be with a partner who has her craving for large cock fulfilled by other men, and then requires Vee to serve at her feet or for her amusement. We will discuss these strategies and just how far he’s willing to go at our next appointment.

Towards the end of our session together, I mentioned an experimental therapy I’ve been developing, with some promising results. I have found that the urine of a young, fertile, attractive female can stimulate certain hormones in the male mind. To that end, I have a CPAP machine with which I can administer vaporized urine directly to the patient. Vee seemed taken aback at first, but was ultimately willing to try anything for even a modest increase in penis size.

I had him lie on his back on my treatment table. I filled the CPAP machine with the sterilized urine and turned it on. Leaning over him, I placed the mask over his mouth and nose and had him take a few deep breaths. Over the next ten minutes, I gradually increased the flow rate of the machine. I observed his reactions and made notes – and what do you know, we saw a mild increase of .08 inches! This is definitely a therapy that we will continue.

– Doctor Mindy

TorontoDomme.com is celebrating its 1-year-anniversary

Posted by: Mistress Mindy

Hi again everyone! Thanks so much for all the lovely feedback on the blog posts. The response has been overwhelming, so I’ll try to post much more often! Thankfully I seem to have an endless supply of sessions to fuel the creative fires!

I’ve enjoyed a relaxing weekend off from kinky activities, and I’m raring to get started on all the fetish fun I have planned for the week. I’ve got CBT (cock and ball torture) planned, some very kinky Mommy role-play, a hot interrogation scene, some fire and needle play, a thorough medical examination… it’s going to be a busy week! I’m also going to be shopping for some new toys to play with, so keep checking my wishlist – I so appreciate the gifts you’ve sent so far!

TorontoDomme.com officially launched about a year ago. It’s incredible how time flies and how many new and wonderful subs I’ve met in the past 12 months! I got a cake to celebrate, and now I have all these candles lying around! Who’s up for some wax play? 😉

If there’s a topic you’d like to see covered on the blog, or any questions you’d like me to answer, please feel free to email me. I’m excited to use this space to communicate my kinky stories, give some advice, and reach out to people who have unique fetishes they’d like to explore.

I’m also excited to be developing a brand new Domme fantasy experience that I haven’t seen offered anywhere else. I’ll keep you posted here and hope to have a bunch of new pictures for you very soon.

If they’re wearing pretty lingerie, men will never wear out their welcome with this Toronto Dominatrix – Forced Feminization

Hello again, my kinky friends! Tonight I did another very exciting session with a new slave of mine, who we’ll call T. T has a few years of experience in BDSM and is primarily interested in forced feminization and strap-on play (two specialties at once!) He can tolerate pain as punishment but is much more interested in the sensual side of BDSM. I thought I would take my time with him tonight, so I planned a fun few hours for us.

Slave T was five minutes early, as always, and he brought a lovely bottle of wine as a gift for me. He handed me that and his tribute, and I asked him to grab a few glasses and a corkscrew and meet me in the basement. I had gone shopping earlier in the day and had plenty to surprise him with. Usually, I order my subs to do the shopping for our sessions, but this time I decided I would pick out everything we would need for a night of girly fun.

T grabbed the items I had requested and made his way down the stairs into the basement. His eyes widened when he saw everything I had set out for us. A smile played on my lips as I gently reminded him to focus and pour us each a glass of the wine he had brought. I couldn’t blame him for his surprise – my normally severe, harsh dungeon was softened to a degree even I was unused to. I had draped soft throw blankets over the couch and my session table, dropped a few satin pillows around the room, and finished the effect by lighting the room softly with candles strewn over every stable surface. Of course I had a plan for all of these modifications, but slave T didn’t have to know that to appreciate the effect. The room was warm, soft, almost romantic – a perfect place to feminize my little slut.

Slave T is a natural and generally knows what’s expected of him, so I wasn’t surprised when he placed the drink tray on the ottoman and knelt before me, asking permission to open the bottle of wine. He had brought down two glasses as I had instructed, but after he had filled mine to the brim, he set the bottle back down on the tray. Handing me my glass, he told me how beautiful the dungeon looked and thanked me for allowing him to serve me. I asked T if I would have to order him to pour a glass for himself, and he dropped his eyes to the floor. “Ma’am, if I may…” he began. I lifted an eyebrow, fairly certain I knew what he was going to say. “You may.” “Mistress has gone to such trouble to prepare this session, slave was wondering if he could be permitted to keep a clear head?” I laughed softly to myself. Of course he’d want to be completely sober for an evening specially planned by me. I reached down and stroked his cheek, cupping his chin and tilting his head up so that his gaze met mine. “Darling, I’ll allow it – if you promise to keep my glass full all evening.” He beamed up at me, relieved and eager. Time to get this slave naked and put him through his paces.

I ordered T to stand and disrobe for me. Leaning back against the sofa, I dipped a hand behind the cushion to my left. When T had neatly folded his clothes and stood before me, hands clasped behind his back and head bowed, I pulled out a carrier bag from La Senza, where I had managed to find the things I needed. I nudged his thigh with my high heel, smiling slyly at him and motioning for him to take a seat beside me on the couch. He obeyed, cocking his head and shooting me an endearing smile that was equal parts nervous, grateful, and deeply aroused. I reached out a hand to his broad, pale shoulder, easing my palm across the tight muscles that tensed under my touch. He sighed audibly, and before he could help himself, he leaned into my hand, ducking his head and pushing his cheek into my outstretched fingers. I allowed it for a moment, and then retraced my hand’s path across his back and stood up.

I couldn’t help but smile at my sub. He sat there, beyond eager but waiting for my cue. “I think it’s time you take a look at what I’ve found to dress up my favourite sissy slut tonight.” I directed him towards the La Senza bag, smirking when I saw his turgid cock twitch and watched him fight the urge to adjust himself. Here his training kicked in, and he knew to carefully unwrap each item from the bag and lay them on the couch for display. One by one, I watched my little slut boy unwrap pairs of pretty lace thongs, delicate chemises, garter belts, and the few pairs of thigh-high stockings I had picked out. As he pulled each new item out of the bag, I registered the small whimpers he thought he was hiding – I knew how this humiliated him, and how much that turned him on.

When the carrier bag was empty and the couch was decorated with colourful slips of lace and satin, slave T turned towards me and bowed his head, awaiting further instructions. Annoyed, I cocked an eyebrow – I’d gone to the trouble of personally selecting his wardrobe for the evening. He should be falling over himself to thank me. “Get on all fours. I’m going to warm up that ass with a spanking before you get dressed. Maybe then you’ll remember how to properly express your gratitude.” In the soft light of the room I saw his face flush red, but at the same time, his cock twitched.

I stood, lifting my glass of wine and taking a sip. Delicious. Perhaps I didn’t have to be too hard on him after all. I trailed a finger down his back, delighting in the way he shivered and the tiny moan that escaped his lips. I placed my wine glass on the mantle and smoothed my palm across his bare ass, cupping his cheek and watching it redden at the tips of my fingers. “Five smacks. You’ll thank me for each one, right?”. Slave T nodded his assent.

Slave T had been submitting to me for months, and like all of my favourite submissives, I had gotten to know his body and his desires almost better than he knew them himself. I knew the exact shade of pink his ass would get after the first few slaps. I knew that after thanking me, he’d blush and a bead of precum would appear at the tip of his cock. I knew that after five hard slaps, he’d be panting a little and perfectly pliable. Sure enough, when I delivered the last slap, he moaned loudly. “Thank you so much, Mistress. Your slave deserves your spanking. May I please kiss Mistress’ feet?”

I often allow my subs to kiss and worship my feet as a sign of respect and gratitude for my attention. While I slipped off my heels for T, I ran my hand across the smooth nylon encasing my foot. T had bought me these silk stockings a few weeks ago, and I admired them every time I put them on. I decided I would allow T to massage my silk covered feet while I decided what activity to start with. I sipped my wine and relaxed as T’s talented hands worked over my arches and up my shapely calves. Very quickly T became overwhelmed by the sight, feel, and smell of my feet and nylons. He bowed his head and kissed his way up each foot, pausing to tongue the arches. I feel his moan through my stockings and watched him shift to adjust as his erection grew. As he began to kiss up my left calf, I dropped my right foot and began to nudge at his cock. His breath caught in his throat as he felt my silky toes rub along his shaft. I laughed softly as I watched him pause to collect himself. Rising to my feet, I slipped my pumps back on and stepped away from the couch. Slave T rocked back on his heels and awaited further instructions.

I walked over to the large chest of drawers where I keep all of my kink toys and tools. I had a clean sheet waiting to cover the massage table. T didn’t know what I had in store for him, but I wanted to make sure cleaning up wouldn’t be a problem. I snapped my fingers to get his attention, and motioned for him to stand up. I chose a lacy black chemise and a matching thong, paired them with fishnet thigh-highs and open-toed pumps in his size. I passed them to him and took a seat on the edge of the massage table, sipping my wine while I watched him struggle into the skimpy lingerie. I stifled a laugh as he slipped when sliding on the fishnets, and we shared a smile as he righted himself and finished dressing.

When all of his feminine garments were in place, T stood tall with his hands behind his back – our signal that he was ready for my inspection. I placed my empty wine glass on the side table and grabbed a silk rope, sliding behind him and securing his wrists behind his back. He had no idea what was in store for him, but he tensed in anticipation, trusting me fully and silently begging for my attention. He knew this was a night he would never forget.

A great dominatrix is happy to present clients with golden opportunities – Golden Showers

Posted by: Mistress Mindy

This update will be short and sweet, just like the session itself! P is one of my long-term golden submissives. This of course means that once a week, P comes over to my dungeon (or sometimes, I meet him for breakfast) and I have a special drink ready for him.

Now, if you’re familiar with golden play (another specialty of mine), you’ll know that there are many different forms. Some people really like the sensation of a Goddess releasing her warm urine all over their skin. Some like to drink it straight from the source. Others enjoy having me fill an enema bag and experiencing my warm golden gift that way. P enjoys coming over, fully dressed for his busy day of meetings with clients, and sitting across the dining room table from me. I’ve usually just rolled out of bed, tousled my long blonde waves, and thrown on a skimpy outfit to meet him. We make civilized conversation as we make our way to the dining room, where his morning drink awaits.

Without fail, every time P sees that champagne glass of, well, pee, he has an instant erection. Often I’ll tease him, my stockinged foot in his lap, laughing at how turned on my golden drink makes him. Sometimes, if I’m in a very kind mood, I’ll allow him to release his cock from his dress pants and stroke himself while he thanks me for my gift. I enjoy laughing as he strains himself, so eager for the pleasure, so immensely turned on by my presence, but not wanting to cum too quickly and end the experience. It’s a double-edged sword, though, because as he’s thinking how humiliating it will be if he cums right away, that turns him on even more!

This was the scene yesterday when P stopped by for his morning drink. I was feeling very playful, so I had him pull his cock out the second I closed the front door. It’s always fun to watch a sub’s cock jump and twitch as they get aroused by what I have in store for them. I led him to the dining room and had him take a seat. Usually I’d have his drink waiting for him, but today he was in for a special treat – he was going to stroke his cock while he watched me fill the glass for him.

Sliding my ass up onto the edge of the dining room table, I pushed my hair off my chest and lightly rubbed my cleavage. I’m always so happy to wake up ready for a session! I slid my stockinged feet into P’s lap and started teasing him, watching him rub himself and try not to lose control. After a few minutes I could sense he was nearing the edge, so I grabbed his favourite glass and slipped my lacy boy shorts to the side. I grinned, glad for the relief – I’d been holding it to make sure there was enough for my sub! Let me tell you, I’ve never seen P’s eyes wider than they were as he watched me fill up his glass with my golden gift.

Chiding him not to let himself cum just yet, I slipped my panties back in place and hopped off the table. By this point he was begging for a taste, so I ran my hand cross his cheek, cupping his chin and tilting his head back, ready for me. Locking eyes with P, I lifted the champagne glass and held it to his lips. He gulped it down like a man stranded in a desert! As the final drops passed his lips, I felt him spasm and shoot his load all over his nicely pressed shirt. Smirking, I handed him the roll of paper towels I always keep handy for these occasions. “Hope you brought a change of clothes!” I sang, walking him out the door.

Sometimes a Toronto Domme can really get wrapped up in her work – Mummification

Posted by: Mistress Mindy

I thought I would start sharing some of the stories from the depths of my dungeon with the people who frequent my site. As a professional and lifestyle Domme, I’m quite active in the scene and always have something fun going on in my basement lair. If you have any questions or comments about any of the stories I share, you can feel free to email me at mistressmindy@torontodomme.com.

While I am the star of all of my sessions, they wouldn’t be nearly as fun without an enthusiastic and willing sub to play with! Today’s slave, Ryan, shares my fetish for mummification and sensory deprivation. He came to me initially as a complete novice with a head full of dirty, kinky scenarios he was eager to try. Tonight I decided we would do a complete mummification wrap with duct tape. Of course, once I had him immobilized and completely at my mercy, I couldn’t resist indulging in some CBT and a lot of very frustrating tease and denial play!

I started off having Ryan strip naked for my inspection. He had prepared himself nicely for me – clean, freshly shaven, hands at his sides and ready to serve. I wrapped each arm and leg individually in Saran wrap, effectively immobilizing them. I then started to work from his chest down, encasing his entire figure in a few tight layers of clear Saran. This takes a while, but really provides a great foundation for the duct tape bondage. Of course, the only area of Ryan left unwrapped was his cock and balls.

Once I had his body completely wrapped, I had him beg me for the gag, and of course I had to oblige. Then I wrapped his head and neck in the Saran, only leaving his nose and eyes uncovered. I decided I’d be merciful and let him watch what was happening to his body. He was very grateful – his cock instantly hardened when he realized he would be allowed to watch me bind and torment him.

Then the fun part began! I worked from the chest down to cover my slave in a thick, tight casing of shiny black duct tape. I hadn’t used this particular tape before, but it worked perfectly – each layer blended into the next to crate a really seamless covering, almost like a PVC or rubber suit. I was overjoyed with the look it created. I of course continued wrapping and covered slave’s head in the duct tape as well. Then came the finishing touch – I used my hot pink duct tape to accentuate his helpless, exposed cock and balls. I also gave him a nice pink gag and some colourful nipple highlights.

With my slave fully bound, exposed, and at my mercy, I decided I would place him on my sofa to adjust to his new reality. I find when you leave a slave to fully explore their bondage, the true helplessness really starts to set in. You can see it in their eyes, if you’ve been kind enough to leave them with their vision uncovered! I decided I would organize my toys and some of my sexy lingerie while Ryan struggled in vain against his bonds. I put on some music, poured a glass of wine, and started to relax with my slave struggling a mere ten feet away from me.

I was having a great time re-arranging all my kink accessories and occasionally glancing over to watch Ryan adjust to this strict new tape bondage. It’s such a turn on to watch a slave struggle to free himself, knowing it’s futile – but the biggest turn on comes when his body starts to accept his bondage, and his cock swells with the knowledge that no matter what I do to him, he’ll have to take it.

I enjoyed this show for quite a while, watching Ryan struggle at first to get free, and then to find something against which to rub his aching hard cock. Sensing the time was right for some more focused attention, I grabbed a few of my toys and my wine and headed over to the couch.

Snapping on a pair of latex gloves, I lightly ran a finger over my slave’s testicles and watched him twitch in appreciation. Excellent. I grabbed my flogger and decided to warm him up with some medium strength lashes to the underside of his cock. Ignoring his moans, I moved on to rubbing his testes, warming them up in my palm before binding them with a vinyl tie, stretching the skin taut and pushing his sensitive balls even closer to the surface. A few slaps with my leather crop and Ryan was urgently shifting now, trying to protect his delicate flesh from my torment. That wouldn’t do – I reached over for my Hitachi magic wand and pressed it lightly against his scrotum, switching it on to the low setting. That certainly got a reaction! Slave Ryan moaned around his gag and twitched his cock up at me, silently begging me to keep the vibe in place.

I continued this lovely dance of pain, tease, and denial for quite a while. What can I say? When I have a captive slave with his most intimate areas exposed for my pleasure, I tend to get a bit carried away. I made plenty of use of my ice packs, Wartenberg wheel, clamps, vinyl ties, fresh ginger, and of course my hands and the magic wand. I believe slave Ryan will be remembering his first duct tape mummification for quite a while! We’ve already scheduled the next session, and I plan to use him as a foot stool for a nice long time before the torment begins in earnest. Nothing pleases me more than having a bound and eager slave beneath my feet, waiting as long as I deem appropriate for my special attention.

Toronto Domme - Saran Wrap
We start with a layer of Saran Wrap
Toronto Dominatrix - Electrical Tape
The first layer of Electrical Tape
Toronto Domme - Mummification
Taped up completely from head to toe
Toronto Dominatrix - Mummified!
Some decorative pink tape just for fun – as you can see, this good sub LOVES it