It’s a Beautiful Life?

The upbeat Europop song “It’s A Beautiful Life” by Ace of Base came out in 1995. I was 19 at the time, which is the legal drinking age in Halifax, Nova Scotia, Canada. So when that song came out I was dancing my tail off in the legendary bars of Halifax. A town with several big universities & a major naval port. University (college) students & sailors. Oh my.

I can still remember the excitement of entering adulthood, a clean slate on which I could create whatever life I wanted. That song, full of optimism, gave me so much hope.

Fast forward to today, 21 years later. Imagine the echoey water sounds of a community center swimming pool. Today there was also music blasting & an overly excited aqua-fit instructor barking out orders to a hand full of grey haired retirees bobbing in the water. Wearing my flotation belt I was mid-way through my lap across the pool doing the vertical cross-country skiing thing the instructor was telling us to do when that song came on. That peppy, upbeat song full of nostalgia. I was transported back to my 19th year looking forward to…what? I had no idea. A beautiful life I felt determined to create. It was in that moment that something caught my eye as a focused 70ish woman passed me. It was a band aid, sinking in the water near me. I watched the band aid lazily floating in the bright blue water, the contrast with the cheerful music of my youth was poetic.

As we all switched to water jogging, then sprinting, bunny hopping, jumping jacks & a dozen or so other ways to basically do the same thing: splash around in the water to help prevent our joints from seizing up in our old age, I reflected on my beautiful life so far. All the traveling I’ve done, the business I’ve grown, all the crazy stuff I’ve experienced, the relationships I’ve had, the good things I’ve done, the mistakes I’ve made, how I’ve changed…& I looked around at the seniors around me. Knowing that I’m at least 20 years younger than any of them, I still have a lot of life to live.


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Who am I?


This blog was set up for you to get to know me more intimately…& on twitter recently I invited fans to ask me questions that I would answer on my blog. It seems there is a lot of interest in learning more about me, the woman behind Mistress T. So here’s a bunch of random stuff, using your questions as a guide.

What are you passionate about? I am a feminist, vegetarian, animal-lover, atheist. I’m passionate about human-rights issues & equality. I’m anti-discrimination, I have ZERO tolerance for racism, homophobia, sexism, etc. I’m concerned about environmental issues & do what I can to reduce my impact.

How do you stay in shape? I’m blessed with good genes but I also eat very carefully (no meat, very little sugar, deep fried foods or processed foods, easy on the carbs, etc.) I do yoga, recently started doing aqua-fit & I walk a lot.

Trump or Hillary? I’m Canadian so can’t vote in the US election but I would NOT vote for Trump because he would be a disastrous choice no matter how you look at it. Period.

Would you be submissive? I’ve often been asked if I would ever consider “switching” & trying being submissive. If you read my blog from the beginning there is a part where I talk about dabbling as a submissive in my early days in fetish, at parties, way before I got into private sessions or video. I loved the exhibitionism but submitting wasn’t my jam. I hate pain & getting Dominated just makes me angry. I’m naturally Dominant but I don’t need to actually be Dominant all the time. I’m actually just as happy to be equal with someone. But if you’re hoping to see me in a scene where I’m being spanked, tied up, Dominated: forget it. It will never happen.

Along those lines, it is unlikely you’ll see me in scenes with big production companies like “Blacked”, etc. Going from filming my own scenes for years & working with companies like The English Mansion & Club Stiletto where it’s very much a collaboration & I’m still very much in control, the idea of just being a performer who is directed to do sexual acts with someone I possibly haven’t even met before…doesn’t hold much appeal.

I know some fans crave to see me in certain situations, some would love to see me take a load of cum on my face, get fucked by several well-hung black guys, get fucked in the ass, be Dominated, etc. But my body: my choice. I decide.

Biggest joy and biggest frustration about what you do? Biggest joy: I love being creative & performing. I always have. I was in every school & church play when I was growing up. Biggest frustration: Email. Just reading my email often puts me in a bad mood. It’s a never-ending shit river of time-wasting annoyance. Reading ‘complimentary’ emails from guys who openly state they only watch my vids on free-sharing sites (so have never paid) but just have to waste my time telling me that I’m ‘the best’ to guys sending requests for sessions in random places all over the globe. Of course, it’s worse than you could imagine. I have to read it all to get to the few emails that need my attention, like custom vid requests, actually worthwhile film slave applicants, the rare session I decide to take, etc. Doesn’t sound like a big deal? Many peers I’ve met says the same thing. Dealing with emails in this biz is amazingly frustrating & over time is wears on you.

How did your family react when you told them or they found out you’re in the porn biz? I get this question a lot & have addressed it at least a couple times in my blog but again: not a big deal in my case. I was about 30 when I changed careers from sales & marketing in the vanilla world to the adult industry. I had already lived away from my family for 9 years, had invested in real estate, traveled the world & demonstrated I was able to make smart decisions for myself. They didn’t worry about me. As long as I was healthy & happy they didn’t judge. Which leads me to the other question I get a lot…

What will you do AFTER porn??? As the years go by I get this question more & more. I am 40 now & have been in the adult industry for a decade so I understand why some folks are checking my expiry date & exit strategy. There is a cliche about women in the porn industry being reckless with their money & having expensive habits (drinking, drugs, gambling, leech boyfriends, etc.). We’re not all like that. In fact, most of my peers are careful with their finances. In my case, I started investing in my retirement in my early 20’s, I invested in real estate before I turned 30. Financial security has always been a priority for me & I’ve been smart and lucky. When I am done with porn I’m not sure what I’ll do but I’m not worried. I’ll still want to keep busy & productive. I’ll have transferable skills & will find something I enjoy. At this time I’m trying to get a book written & I’ve started the free T-Time Sex Ed series. My future might include more writing, education, speaking engagements, advice columnist, performing in some other way, something that helps people, animals or the environment…money won’t be the main motivator so I’ll have the freedom to do what I enjoy with less concern about finances.

How can a slave make himself worthy? A lot of fans want to serve me, interact with me in some way, online or in person. The charitable part of me wants to give every guy what he so badly wants. But the part of me that’s in charge of self-care knows that I don’t have the energy to give that much of myself. I work toward work-life balance & that means turning down 90% of the requests I get for online or in person one-on-one interactions with fans. The few that earn my attention pay generously & have excellent manners.

Are you religious? Favorite flavor? Favorite fiction book? Do you ever wear granny panties? Ever played video games? Atheist. Good dark chocolate with lavender. Fresh sun-warm berries or cherries just picked. A nice cup of Jasmine Green Tea. To name a few. Recent favorite speculative fiction: Margaret Atwoods MaddAddam Trilogy. I don’t wear any panties. Ever (except as part of a sexy outfit for filming or fetish/sex parties). I pretty much live in yoga pants/leggings, sometimes flannel pj’s. When I was a teen I played tetris at the arcade & Super Mario at a friends house. Pong a bit as a kid. That was pretty much it.

What do You think of the friend Zone? What do You think of “nice guy syndrome”? Thank You Mistress I think the world needs more guys who are genuinely kind, respectful & thoughtful. Some girls might get a thrill out of bad boys but emotionally mature women, especially those who have had enough of getting treated like shit by bad boys, will one day appreciate a nice guy. Life is not all about getting laid. If you’re angry because girls won’t fuck you, than you’re probably not really a nice guy. Girls don’t owe guys sex. Having real friends & a sense of community is more meaningful than one-night stands. If you really want meaningless sex pay for an escort or go on Tinder to get your fix. I think if your biggest complaint is the too many girls want you to be their friend but don’t want to fuck you than you should consider yourself pretty lucky in life. Think about it. If a real romantic relationship that includes sex is what you’re after try looking for women who you have things in common with & accept those friendships while being open to them developing into more, without expectation. All kinds of different people find partners, you can too, but in the mean time be good to yourself & appreciate what you already have.

That’s it for today! Feel free to submit more questions in the comments area below & maybe I’ll do a follow-up post.


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Now Mobile-Friendly + Discounted!

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I’ve recently made 2 important improvements to my site:

#1. Mobile-friendly! Members can now stream my vids on any mobile device! You can watch my vids on your smart phone, iPad, etc. If you have the space you can download them too but I understand that streaming on smaller devices will be the most important feature to a lot of my fans.

#2. New discounted price for recurring Premium membership! $39 recurring monthly is the new price ($10 less than it was before!). That gives you access to 1460 vids in my library + at least 10 new vids per month! (Usually 12 or 13)

Join now here:

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If you are currently on the previous price & you want to change it here’s how: (Unless you consider your membership a way of serving me than just leave it at $49/month)

Simply go to and log in with the same username/password you use for my site. Follow the instructions – it’s easy. (Then rejoin my site with the same username/password to get the new price for the PREMIUM recurring membership.)

If you have any problems please email my helpful webmaster:

There are other little improvements to the site, like “Infinity Scroll” on the video page. You can turn it on or off.

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Did you know my members site is 8 years old? I started my clips store a year before that & was performing in Club Stiletto scenes the year before…& doing Professional Domination sessions privately before that. So I’ve passed a decade in the biz. Wow, I have done A LOT of kinky stuff!

I’m still enjoying it & I’m glad that so many of you are still loving my content. My site has been doing better than ever despite not being completely compatible with some mobile devices so I’m excited that a lot more fans will be able to enjoy my vids now that my site has been improved. 8 years ago watching porn on phones was not as common. Now I think it has become one of the primary ways guys are watching porn.

I understand there is a lot of free content out there. If you are a fan of me & a fan of my content joining my site is the best way to show your devotion, support & also to most easily & safely view my content without annoying ads, click-bait, pop-ups, risk of viruses & contributing to illegal piracy that’s negatively impacting my industry. Thanks for your support! xo

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What’s Your Price?

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Dolled up last night:-)

A friend recently told me about a site called “”, a unique dating site where men pay women to go on dates with them. Dates, not sex.

I found this hard to believe so a couple weeks ago I signed up to see what it was all about. I was honest in my profile about being in a relationship, an open one, but I listed my profession as something else & said nothing about kink, BDSM, porn, etc. I figured if a guy recognized me, fine, otherwise it would be nice to not talk about my work anyway. Usually when people find out what I do that ends up dominating the conversation. Pun intended.

Women on dating sites typically get bombarded with messages from guys. A literal avalanche of messages. The buckshot approach is used by most men, their strategy being to message as many women as possible to play the numbers game. It all ends up being an enormous waste of time usually. Also, the vast majority of female profiles on dating sites are completely fake, this is a known fact. My pics are illegally used on numerous dating sites on fake profiles set up to scam men out of money.

On this site tho, it’s set up to eliminate those problems. I received very few messages & they were to the point. A financial offer to take me on a date. I could then accept the offer or counter a higher amount. We could go back & forth like that or they could accept & then we go on to arrange a date. I would get the money when I showed up in person for the date. You can see how this cuts thru most of the BS other dating sites have.

My first almost experience was a bit discouraging as I accepted his offer & then he confessed that he was only in town that one night & had set up dates with three women in case someone didn’t work out & I was the third one to accept. He hoped that I would ‘stand by’ & be on-call in case the other two flaked out. I declined & made other plans but then received a bunch of messages from him after his other two dates no-showed. It was off-putting.

A few other false starts & one finally worked out last night. The offer I accepted was $200. I clarified this was for dinner only, no sexual services. The date was set for a nice French restaurant. The gentleman was very well-mannered, early 40’s, from out of town & in need of some dinner company. He liked that I was more mature. He said he didn’t know what he would talk about with a girl in her 20’s. He said it was the first time he’d used this site for this sort of thing but who knows?

The conversation flowed. He was pleasant enough. Not someone I would normally date & I could understand why it would just be easier for him to ‘hire’ companionship than to try to find a beautiful woman who was interested in having dinner with a fella from out of town who was not exactly overflowing in charm or looks.

I was happy to have the experience, if nothing else it gave me something to write a blog post about. I think I’ll continue with the site. Based on my experience so far I’d say I might go on one paid date a month. I don’t need the money but the whole thing fascinates me. I also think that I’m really good at it. I’m an excellent listener. I’m good at making people feel comfortable & interesting. I can carry my own with travel stories & the like.

A note that although sexual services are not meant to be a part of this, I understand that in some cases it likely is. Prostitution is not illegal in Canada where I live & I have no issue with it, it’s just not my thing. I’m likely a better conversationalist & dinner companion anyway:-)

So what do you think of this? Men: Would you pay a woman to go for dinner with you? How much? $100? $200? Women: Would you go on a date with a man for money? If so, how much would make it worth your while? Feel free to comment below!

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T-Time Sex Ed Series: Launched!

I have launched the T-Time Sex Ed Series of FREE vids. So far, there are 3 vids available to download or stream on the “Previews” page on my site:

I look forward to getting your feedback (positive feedback most welcome, lol. Okay, no actually I can’t really handle criticism…) & you’re welcome to suggest topics for future vids:

Most important: please feel free to share these vids far & wide. This is an easy way to ‘serve’ me…download these vids & post them on all those pirate, tube & free sharing sites that are putting porn companies out of business. Guys watching free porn are exactly the ones I want to reach with these vids. Use these vids on your blogs, post them to youtube. Spread them like the common cold on public transit.

Don’t try clicking on those pics below…go to this link:





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Confessions of a lazy lover…

I confess, I’m a lazy lover.

I expect the guy to do most of the work.

I like to lay there & be serviced.

I’m rarely keen to suck cock. It’s uncomfortable to hold my mouth open like that so even if I give a ‘blow job’ I’ll mostly lick, suck on the tip & use my hand. I’ll give deep throating a shot for like a half a second.

If a guy isn’t willing to lick me until I cum I think he’s a jerk…even if it takes me a loooong time. I don’t care if it’s uncomfortable for him. If my pleasure isn’t important enough to him to endure some discomfort than fuck him. However I’m a bigger jerk because if a guy is having a hard time cumming for some reason I give up easily & don’t care. I won’t work at it or let him fuck me for longer than I want just so he can have an orgasm. I feel like if I stay close while he jerks himself off (as a last resort) I’m being generous enough. Yup, I’m an entitled jerk.

Speaking of entitlement & other attitude problems…I feel like most guys should feel very lucky to get a chance to fuck me. Am I the best looking woman out there? Nope. Am I the sexiest? Nope. Do I have mad bed skills or am I a freak in the sheets? Nope & nope. So why do I have such an attitude problem? Gee, maybe years of hundreds of guys telling me that I am the sexiest & most exciting woman they’ve ever seen. Yeah, that might have gone to my head. This job can fuck you up even if you try to not let it. Even if I rationally know that it is a fantasy all those guys are seeing. That in reality if they got a chance to fuck me & I just laid there while they licked & fucked me they may not feel like they’d won the lottery. (Disclaimer, I’m lazy but I’m not a dead fuck. I do move & moan, I do fuck back. I’m not a starfish…but I’m not a bucking bronco either.)

Years ago I took a swing at escorting. I didn’t think I’d be into it but wanted to say I’d tried it. I wasn’t very good at it. Do you know why? Have you been paying attention here? I’m a lazy lover! Being an escort means servicing the client. It means you have to work. It means you need ninja level bed skills. Okay, well that’s what really good, highly paid escorts need to run a successful business. I wasn’t well-suited for it.

Why am I writing this today? I felt like confessing. I felt like getting it off my chest. After having a sexual encounter with a potential ‘guy-on-the-side’ who said I gave him the saddest hand job he’d ever had. To be fair, I wasn’t that into touching his half hard dick after he came up for air without making an effort to give me an orgasm. He was actually lucky I didn’t rip his dick right off after that lack-luster oral performance…but there was no point in getting angry. I just called it off & sent him away. We obviously didn’t click sexually…because when it clicks…my good god. If a guy loves licking pussy I can tell. My pussy tastes like candy & it doesn’t matter if I’m thrashing & screaming like I’m possessed, if a guy likes licking pussy he fucking LOVES my pussy, nothing else matters…and my hand job skills don’t factor in because his dick is so hard from licking my pussy he’s ready to fuck that amazing pussy & there would be no handy work required.

I’m not interested in working to make a guys dick hard. If his dick isn’t hard just being pressed against my naked body, kissing me, than he’s not horny enough for me. I like to feel wanted. Don’t we all?

So, hopeful suitors…if you’re into selfish, lazy lovers with entitlement issues, look no further. I will demand you pleasure me in whatever particular way I want, I will expect that gives you enough satisfaction that you won’t ask me to do anything special for you. I won’t work to make it work. If you’re not hard & into it for any reason I’ll call it quits & send you away. I’m basically a complete bastard sexually.

As hopeless as that all sounds…my current partner is the best sex I’ve had & we’re oddly compatible in all our mutually quirky ways…which perhaps makes me even less tolerant of others short-comings. I still like a bit of variety as does he, even if more often than not it leaves us feeling more grateful in what we have in each other. (We practice consensual non-monogamy, in case you’ve missed that from previous blog posts.)

Mistress T (well, not really. In this case it’s certainly the woman who plays her. Mistress T is a sexual dynamo…or whatever your fantasy tells you she is. *wink*)

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UPDATE Aug 31, 2016: In a million years I would not have anticipated the response I’ve received from this blog post. In addition to the comments left here I have received numerous emails from men who resonate with what I’ve written. Men who crave to serve a woman orally & sexually, who expect nothing, even prefer to not have any reciprocation. In some cases this is a submissive act but for others it’s simply their sexual preference. I would never have guessed!



It has been an interesting week.

I went to a play that was very emotionally moving. I went back the next night & the next. Three nights in a row I sat there, knowing what was coming & let my heart be ripped wide open. I cried. Tears pouring down my cheeks, too paralyzed witnessing this moving display to even wipe my face. All around me I could hear quiet sniffles as others were crying too. The feeling of being in a room of people all experiencing the same intense feeling is powerful. In such contrast to our normal lives. Non-connections with strangers. Often feeling so little.

I offered to film the performance the fourth night as a gift.

I sat there last night holding my camera. The camera that I’ve had such an intimate relationship with for years. How many times have I set it up, turned it on, checked the lighting & frame? Looked at myself in the viewfinder & turned it on? Turned it on & turned into someone else for 10-20 minutes. How many times I’ve stood in front of that camera & looked into the lens as if I’m looking you right in the eye. Imagining that I’m penetrating your soul. I’ve held eye contact with my camera, said & done more personal things for it than I have for almost any real human. I’ve often said that if aliens looked down & observed me they would think that I was in love with my camera, that we’re in an intimate relationship.

I sat there last night & held my camera. I looked through the viewfinder at the same moving performance I’d seen the last three nights in a row. When the moments came, the hard moments, the gut-wrenching moments I was ready with my tissue…but the tears did not come. I did not get the tightness in my throat. It did not feel like I got kicked in the gut. I did not feel like I could collapse on the stage with the performer & sob with her.

I felt nothing.

The play ended & the lights went out. We all sat there in a moment of darkness. Everyone else changed forever. Everyone else wiping their tears & struggling to take a breath to compose themselves. I stared at the viewfinder with its timer, telling me how much battery life was left & how much recording room. I felt alarm at my numbness.

I have processed this experience & I am guessing that after years of being someone else with that camera that I’ve rewired my brain. That I disconnect from my authentic self to perform…which is not surprising or necessarily bad…but it’s important to be aware of. I have not been able to write my book while working, even when working very little. I could only write when I took a couple months off earlier this year. I can’t do both at the same time. So…here is an advance heads up that I will be taking another couple months off at some point in the near future to invest time in writing my book, which I feel very driven to do. I already have a few extra months of content filmed so when I’m ready I can do it. I still love what I do. I don’t want to stop or even take time off…but it’s in conflict with something else I really want to do. Such is life.

I’ll say what I’ve said many times…this blog is about getting to know me more intimately…in case anyone is pissed off there was no jack off material again. That’s what my vids are for:-)


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Going on the sly


Let me be clear: this post is in no way meant to be enticing to those with a fetish for toilet play. The types of video’s I’ve made in this genre have nothing to do with real life. Therefore I will endeavor to use terminology that is not titillating. You should still be able to follow along.

I’ve had my share of flings & one-night stands over the last couple of decades. My preference is usually to not spend the night for one particular reason: I am very ‘regular’ & always ‘go’ as soon as I wake up in the morning. That can make things awkward with a new person, especially if they are hoping for morning sex.

I recently had a one nighter with a fella I just met. (I still have a wonderful boyfriend, for those on the ball…we’re open about the occasional dalliance as we realistically understand monogamy doesn’t usually work…but that’s a whole other topic). This fella was a friend of a friend so I felt comfortable going for it after a brief flirtation. I was out of town though so ended up spending the night at his…& found myself in an awkward predicament I thought my fans might find amusing, cringe-worthy, interesting or at least a nice break from the US political gong-show.

When we arrived at his fancy custom designed home I got the tour. I made special note of the locations of the bathrooms. One on the main level near the kitchen. One in the guest bedroom. One in his bedroom. But wait, what in the actual fuck? The toilet in his open-style bedroom was basically right out in the open. Sort of tucked behind a half wall with no door, fully in view from the bed & most of the room.

I was pretty confident this had nothing to do with a fetish. This was just a design concept that made perfect sense for a single guy.

The sex was fantastic. Lots of fun. We drifted off to sleep with me feeling impending doom about what’s coming in the morning: he had mentioned that he likes morning sex.

From a deep sleep at early light I felt him slip carefully from the bed & out of the bedroom. I slowly start to become more alert…& as it goes every morning my body switches into evacuation mode. I start to panic. In the morning light the toilet sits there half out in the open like a clown at a funeral.

Like a lot of people, women in particular, I like to be discrete about my lavatory visits. I try to be fairly stealth about it. Why? To create the illusion that I don’t even do that nasty bit of business? Classy ladies don’t vacate their bowels? Who knows, but at 40 years old I’m still trying to do it on the sly & the last thing I want a temporary lover to be thinking about or visualizing is what I’m doing in the washroom for 15 minutes.

I listened but could not hear him. I decided to take a risk on the open toilet. I could try to make it to one of the others but I didn’t know where he was & if I would get intercepted. I worried he might think I was snooping or worse, he might actually know exactly what I’m doing. God forbid.

I sat there, like a deer in an open field during hunting season. My bowels locking up in fright & cramping in urgency at the same time. Trying to relax, bargaining that if he walked in I could just ask for privacy. So what if I was doing a #2 for Christ sake. Everyone does it. I could make a joke about it. Maybe I’d even seem cool to not care. But then I heard a noise & my butt clamped shut as I jumped up, flushed & hurried back to bed.

A few minutes later he came back in as I pretended to still be asleep. He slipped into bed & started cuddling me. The last thing I wanted was to be touched. He asked if I’d like to have sex or if I was more hungry? He could make me breakfast or we could go out, then have more sex later. Again, SO wasn’t interested in sex as my poor body sent out alarm bells that it was time for our morning routine. Keeping my game face I tried to suggest as sensually as possible that we go out for breakfast & have sex later. That would allow me to ask to ‘freshen up’ before going out. A great plan! I could use the guest room under the guise of wanting to test out the “James Bond” washroom cleverly hidden behind sliding doors.

I nearly sprinted to the door as he followed & got me a towel…trying to sneak in a little sexy fondle & kiss. Bless his heart. He was actually perfectly lovely but it was everything I could do to not squat right there & relieve myself. I was a woman on a mission. He no sooner left & I got down to business. It was such a relief. I think I heard angels singing. But the moment I flushed he opened the door & walked in saying he was worried I wouldn’t be able to reach the shampoo on the high shelf in the shower. I was MORTIFIED. Was he fucking standing right outside the door waiting for me to finish??? Could he smell it?!

So much drama over a natural bodily function. Why all the fuss? I don’t know but I don’t think I’m anywhere near being more okay with it than I ever have been.


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Rumors of my retirement have been greatly exaggerated.


I have no plans or intentions to retire in the near future.

That could be the end of this blog post, but I’ll expand on it.

Apparently there has been some rumors circulating that I will soon retire. The only reason I can think of for the rumors is a possible misunderstanding regarding the short break I took several months ago to start writing my book.

By the way, there has not been much progress on the book since I returned to work so it looks like I’ll have to schedule more breaks from work & write in chunks as it does not seem possible to do both simultaneously.

But taking breaks for 1-3 months once or twice a year is not the same as retiring!

I have been Mistress T for about a decade and I recently turned 40. In this biz both of those milestones are significant. Most female performers in adult films do not stay in the industry that long & most are not doing it into their 40’s.

I still love it though & it’s the best job I’ve had. I love running my own business, working for myself, having full control over things & the freedom to create work life balance however I choose. I did my time in my 20’s working more traditional 9-5 jobs in the vanilla world & I would not go back to it. Working for other people, dealing with office politics, following other people’s rules…it wasn’t for me.

So what will I do after this? I honestly don’t know & I don’t feel like I need to know yet. I have no plans to retire any time soon but I have been careful with my money & I have a lot of transferable skills. I’ll have more options than the cliche 30 year old ex porn star with no other job experience or education who didn’t save any money.

I have been working less the last year & that will continue. I put a lot of time & energy into building this business for years. I practically lived out of a suitcase traveling internationally to film & session. I’ve done all my own filming & editing, answered my own emails, written my blog posts, managed my own social media, marketing & all the other small & big things that business owners do. I’ve been rewarded & have the business built up to the point where I don’t need to put in as much time for it to keep chugging along. Sure, I could make more money doing more web cam & sessions, producing more content, etc…& I know my fans desperately wish I toured the world constantly so they could session with me in their city…but the personal expense of that extra money is too great. My physical & emotional/mental health is worth more. At this time, I am happier living a quieter life in Vancouver, working less, enjoying other aspects of life more.

But I am not planning to retire! Working less probably means that ya’ll will have me around for longer.

So if you want to meet me, you have 2 choices but both are expensive unfortunately. You can come to Vancouver…or you can possibly bring me to you. I am not keen to travel these days BUT if I’m compensated very well AND I feel interested & comfortable, it’s possible. Both in Vancouver & elsewhere that means meeting just me/solo or with my lover & I (cuckolding and/or encouraged bi).

I love meeting fans for interesting conversation over a nice meal. Yes, going for lunch or dinner with Mistress T is a pleasure many lucky fans have enjoyed & I hope many more.

I rarely web cam/skype but that’s possible too…usually for the very generous & fairly flexible. Email:

Custom vids are a favorite of mine. I enjoy making your fantasies come true. Info on ordering custom vids:

Film slaves/stunt cocks are still welcome to apply. Filming only in Vancouver these days. So ya need to be here or willing & able to come here. READ THIS BEFORE EMAILING:

Lastly, please be respectful of my valuable time & don’t waste it. Please do not email me only to compliment or praise. As well-intentioned as it is, it adds up to more of an annoyance than anything beneficial. Please only email if you’re sending a properly communicated application to be in my films, if you want a custom vid or want to pay for my time/attention. If you want to SHOW your appreciation & adoration sending a tribute is far better than expecting me to take up my valuable time reading an email compliment. Here’s my wish list: AMAZON WISH LIST


Mistress T

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Confessions of an Unlikely Film Slave

Mistress T with a cock

From “Cum Drinking Cock Sucking Sissy”


From “Milked Drained Used”


From “Medical Experiment”


From” Ball Tease 1 Finger CumShot”

This was written by one of my film slaves:

I’m in my mid-thirties, a mild mannered, clean cut, IT middle manager, happily married (though clearly not fully sexually sated), and really just a mostly grown up geek.  Physically I’m average at best, including my cock. If you saw me on the street, stunt cock for femdom handjob porn videos would be the furthest from your assumptions and or imagination.

This tawdry tale starts about three years ago when porn music videos (PMV) were my primary extramarital libido quelling tool.  For the uninitiated; PMVs are basically montages of different porn, cut and edited to music, usually following a theme.  There is even a sub-genre referred to as cockhero where the video prescribes the way and tempo to which you should wank, with the challenge being to make it to the end and the designated reward montage.  Well, one of these videos finished with a montage of femdom material that included amongst others, some MistressT footage that was both novel and arousing.

Sleuthing out more of MistressT’s work wasn’t hard thanks to her watermark that was graciously left intact.  After some preview piracy, I ended up purchasing two videos from her clips4sale site which were already favourites in my rotation.  Some months later, and about a year and a half ago now, I went back for more and I stumbled onto her blog where one of the recent posts referenced a prior post on film slave applications, not only that, but I learned that MistressT was local to me and Vancouver based!  I figured it was clearly a sign.

I had no delusions that my chances weren’t astronomically slim despite my proximity.  I figured that in the least the application process itself would be fantasy fodder with the bonus of an outside chance for an opportunity of a lifetime.  I was meticulous in adhering to the application guidelines, treating it as though it was a job application and including a $50 tribute for piracy penance.  I spent a week brewing over the email, finally sent it, and MistressT replied in under an hour with “Well, they say you miss 100% of the shots you don’t take.  Sure, I’d give you a go.” and we setup a date and time.

For days leading up to the session I waffled between incredulity and nervous anticipation with building arousal throughout.  The session was scheduled for 4pm and having denied myself release for a couple days prior, all throughout the workday I was exceedingly horny and hopelessly distracted.  My first impressions of MistressT were that she was; nice, professional, in charge, smoking hot, exuding sexuality and short.  Some brief nervous banter ensued prior to getting down to the task at hand.

I left the first session feeling underwhelmed; I mean I had nothing to complain about, it was great in that I got jerked off by a hot, eager and almost naked lady and she filmed it to boot.  In part, I had worked up impossible anticipation and expectations and in part, it was a little weird and awkward that we were strangers.  It also was both weird and a fulfilled fantasy that I was being objectified and used only for my cock and that the situation lacked any sense of intimacy.  Shortly after the session I sent MistressT an email thanking her for the opportunity, sharing some of my feelings about the session and offering myself for future sessions if she was interested, thinking that I would not hear from her again.  I was wrong.

I’ve since had the pleasure of filming with MistressT several dozen times; including in a rented dungeon, with VR cameras (and on looking technicians) and some scenes that incorporated ideas and fantasies of my own.  So far, my two favourite scenes are “orgasm control tough love” and “1 finger cum shot”.  Even more rewarding than the getting off part (which is great) is being wanted for the part, for the confidence it has given me and for just having been in porn, I mean what guy hasn’t fantasized about that?  The weirdness and awkwardness that was there initially has dissolved as we have slowly gotten to know each other and built a rapport.  In this process, I discovered that MistressT, and more so the multi faceted woman behind her is really a great and interesting person and someone that I wanted to call a friend.

This classic worlds in collision scenario caused and continues to cause me angst.  First, I wasn’t positive that the feelings were mutual, and I didn’t want to be misconstrued as creeper and make things awkward.  Regardless, it seemed moot as the legitimate options for social overlap have significant hurdles on my end, namely my wife and societies petty sexual hang ups.  It pains me that I have not, and cannot share this with my wife and best friend, especially since I think her and the person behind MistressT would get along swimmingly.  In fact, I have not shared that I am a film slave with a single sole, in part this is eating me up and I’m dying to tell someone, in part having a dirty little secret is fun.  I mentioned this dilemma to a friend of mine recently, she told me that I should write about it and she would post it on her blog…

Only a fool knows what the future holds, I hope though that mine contains a good many more filming sessions, pushed boundaries, explored fantasies and engaging banter with MistressT.  Even more so, I sincerely hope that our friendship continues to develop and that I might also have the courage to further collide our worlds.  Whatever my future holds, it’s been an absolute privilege to have known and to have been known by MistressT, a refreshing counterpoint to the vast swaths of mostly vapid humanity.

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