Vegas, baby.

Ceara Lynch invited me to share her hotel room in Vegas during the AVN’s (adult video awards & expo/convention thingy). Ceara & I have been friends for a couple of years. I have a great deal of admiration & respect for her…so of course I said YES!

She has written an excellent blog entry about the trip with lots of great pics:

I’m not as inclined to give a detailed day-by-day play-by-play…I’ll just write a more organic account of my trip, some highlights, etc.

The slave who won the opportunity to serve us for the trip was Slave Jay. He had said all the right things in his email introduction, had some experience in his personal life, seemed sane, wasn’t bad looking & made the deposit to show he was serious. We had some great correspondence prior to meeting so we already were somewhat familiar. He met me at the airport and we were together pretty much constantly until the last moment when I boarded my plane back home.

I’m a fan of ‘personal slaves’. Having done hundreds (maybe thousands?) of private sessions when I was a Pro Domme I am more-or-less done with the structured format of a planned, paid-by-the-hour session. I prefer a lot of casual time with spontaneous moments. For example: I prefer to get a foot rub right now when my feet are tired, rather than when a slave is paying me to worship my feet during a pre-planned session. Make sense? I’m also a natural Dominant so feel comfortable just being myself around a submissive male. I don’t need to put on an act or play a role. I find the slaves who fall the deepest for me are the ones who get to spend casual time with me…and I in turn enjoy them more when they are most genuine in their desire to please & serve.

Slave Jay tried so hard to please. I never paid for a single taxi ride or meal the entire time. It’s not so much that the money adds up as it’s so nice to be treated like a Goddess, never having to open my purse. He would draw my baths for me, sit by the tub giving me foot rubs, chatting with me…he kept our hotel room tidy, made our beds, brought us breakfast in the morning, etc. He was helpful, useful and pleasant to be around. He was an excellent film slave, willing to do pretty much anything. In public he would carry my jacket, open doors, etc.

He made a couple of mistakes for which he was punished. When he was late bringing breakfast he had to kneel on sharp bathroom tiles in bare knees for 30 minutes. Very painful & humiliating in front of Ceara and Rene. Another day he spoke out of turn (the details of this infraction will remain private). The punishment for this had to be harsh & memorable. He needed to learn his lesson. He was bent over the bed, hands secured behind his back and ball gagged. He was told there was no safe word. The punishment would be painful but not dangerous. I already knew that he had been caned & whipped in the past. I knew he could take it…but this would be more severe than anything he had experienced. It was not done in a sensual way. It was punishment. No warm up. I meant to leave brutal marks. Below, you’ll see images from the video. Ceara ran camera and the vid is called “Harsh Punishment”. Know that this was a 100% real punishment and it was well-deserved. I don’t normally beat slaves this way but if you consent to being my personal slave & you express the desire to be trained, if you fuck up, THIS may well be what happens to you.

Slave Jay is writing his own blog about his experience. You can read the first part here:


Moving right along…another highlight was meeting Nacho Vidal. If you read my blog entry about my first visit/interview at’s armory you may recall that I saw him briefly then. It was thrilling. He’s a hell-of-a-fucker…award winning & well recognized for being a great fucker/porn star/producer. He was nice in person & when the photo was taken he squeezed my hip (maybe noticing I wasn’t wearing panties?) and my knees went weak. *smile*

Another highlight was hanging out with the KinkBomb crew. Talk about spoiled rotten! Wonderful dinners, bottomless drinks, VIP treatment at the hottest nightclubs, lap dances in the nicest strip clubs: wow. I will be opening a KinkBomb studio soon. They certainly earned my business.

Sharing a hotel room with Ceara was great. We had a beautiful room & I enjoy her energy. She may be 10 years younger than me but she’s one of the smartest young ladies I’ve met. She done very well for herself so far & I look forward to seeing her grow & further succeed.

Slave Jay took Ceara & I to an amazing Vegas show called “Absinth”. Acrobats, tight rope walkers, dirty humor…I loved it. I’ve attached a couple pics below.

I filmed some amazing content featuring Ceara, Princess Rene, Domina Snow & Sarah Blake. The last day filming with Sarah & Domina Snow was particularly enjoyable. (See pics below). We’ve planned to meet up in LA for DomCon in May to do it all again.

That’s the trip in a nutshell. I recommend reading the other blogs to fill in the blanks and get a different perspective. It was a trip that none of us will forget anytime soon!

Ceara Lynch, Princess Lyne, Princess Rene & moi, Mistress T

Meeting Nacho Vidal was a highlight!

Stomping on slave Jay's nuts (in public)

Domina Snow, Mistress T, Sarah Blake, Ceara Lynch, Princess Lyne, Princess Rene, Mistress B, Miss Sweet Feet

Images from vid "Harsh Punishment"

My club Stiletto Pony in front of Clips4sale booth

Mistress T, Ceara Lynch, Princess Rene (on slave Jay)

Me & Ceara Lynch

Mistress T & Ceara Lynch

Domina Snow, Mistress T & Sarah Blake

Sarah Blake, Domina Snow & I


From the Vegas show "Absinth"

From the Vegas show "Absinth"

Afternoon Delight

I had such grand plans today. I was going to film some sexy stuff with a new fella I’ve been intimate with, I was going to run errands, check things off my to-do list, be productive…

The day started with the fella letting me know he was still feeling a bit under the weather & maybe today wasn’t the best for filming. No problem! I decided to edit a vid I filmed yesterday entitled: Secret SizeQueen Therapist. It’s a solo vid where I play a therapist speaking to a guy who has small penis issues. At first I tell him that women don’t care about size, it’s more about chemistry, etc, etc…eventually (over two sessions) I get him to show me his penis and I eventually reveal my personal preference for big cocks. It’s a small penis humiliation vid with a masturbation instruction that gets quite hot with me going on and on about fucking thick cocks…So, I’m watching the vid, seeing my face say these things, knowing exactly WHO & WHAT I was thinking of when I filmed this vid…remembering how much I had enjoyed that special thick cock…and a funny thing happened: I started to get really horny.

Now it’s not unheard of for me to get horny editing my own porn movies. This line of work attracts narcissists. But I was a little shocked at how VERY horny I was, it took me by surprise.

I texted the fella: “Fuck I’m horny. I should have just come over & raped ur cock anyway.”

His (predictable) response: “Come over. Come now. Let’s fuck. Now. Hurry.”

I kicked my roomie out of the washroom, showered, brushed my teeth, threw on some cloths and called a cab.

Sitting in the cab I could feel the pulse in my pussy. Where had this level of arousal come from all of a sudden? I felt like a 16 year old boy. All the while the filthy text messages were pouring in. Things that a lady can’t repeat in a somewhat dignified blog (does this blog have any dignity left?). He was fanning the flames with dirty talk. The cab driver was trying to be chatty but I didn’t want him to harsh my buzz so I was curt…then “I need a hero” came on the radio. Click this link if you’d like to listen to it to add a new dimension to your blog reading experience: I laughed and asked him to turn it up. I tried to not notice the taxi driver bopping along to it.

I arrived. I didn’t knock, just walked in and into his arms. He picked me up and carried me to the bed where I was stripped and fucked for hours. Fucked well. He poured affection on me, telling me how perfect I am.

Let me be clear: this is not love. Not like the romantic kind you see in chick flicks anyway. This is mutual respect and two people fucking for the sake of fucking. Sure, there’s a lot of affection & cuddling, but we fuck, we don’t make love.

It was just what I needed. The kind of sex that satisfies yet leaves you wanting more.

Then he made me a nice dinner and I went to yoga.

On my walk home I passed a couple things I took pictures of. (See below)

I decided to not add super sexy pics to this blog entry, especially not pics of me fucking other men which just seems wrong in this case. Soon enough you should see him appearing in some of my vids anyway.

I’ve also included the images for the vid that got all this started.

It may not have been the most productive day but I think that fucking, eating & yoga is a very decent diversion.

Last thing, as the cherry on top of my day when I got home I found a funny note from my roomie. I’ve attached that below too.

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Patti Smith: "Never let go of that fiery sadness called desire."

Patti Smith: "Never let go of that fiery sadness called desire."

Pierre Trudeau: "There's no place for the state in the bedrooms of the nation."

Naked Party!



The vid that got me so horny today..."Secret SizeQueen Therapist"

A real slave’s experience with ME!

Part of the idea of my blog is to give you a different perspective of me. I’m not just a porn star, an actress, a Goddess in your fantasies…I’m a real person who lives a pretty interesting real life.

There once was a man who I knew from a local regular business. When he had served me there I noticed that he was extra service oriented and wondered if he knew I was also ‘Mistress T’ a Dominatrix and fetish film performer. I recently got my answer when he started following me on twitter. For those who think this could be ‘creepy’ I’ll say that it all depends on the person, the circumstances, how they approach, etc. In this case, there was nothing creepy about it.

He had known who I was, he was a fan. He now approached me respectfully and carefully and explained that he was an experienced slave. I checked his references and concluded that he could potentially be a useful personal slave and film slave.

I decided to test him out and allowed him to accompany me to a New Years fetish party. This is his ‘essay’ on his experience:

“I got a very special privilege this New Year’s eve. Not only did I get to meet Mistress T for a pre party but also wished Her a happy New year at midnight.  
I was not prepared with New Year’s Eve plans when I was twitting with Mistress T and She mentioned going to the SinCity event. She remembered that I had attended in the past. And She had an extra ticket. Well I did not have to be asked twice. LOL
The before party was right down the street from where Sincity meets. There was about 10 or 12 people all clad in fetish wear, drinks in hand, having a great time. Mistress T was in a lingerie set, bra, panties, stockings and garter.  She is outstanding, and that goes without saying!
Oh to be more of the social butterfly, as a new person in a group of well-established friends. I faired pretty well and met a group of good people, the fetish community is great that way! Everyone is very accepting.  Mistress T used me as a seat for a time and another guest ask that I give Her a massage.  As Mistress T got up She whispered to me ”Better do a good job or else!” as the other lady sat down in front of me and I began. She wanted Her shoulders and back rubbed, very toned body, i was one happy slave. She had me massage Her for about 10 minutes. After receiving a positive review, Mistress returned me in to Her chair. Unfortunately after about 15 more minutes, my knees were feeling the effects of the concrete floor i was on. Instead of falling over I asked Mistress to allow me stand up. Needless to say, She was not happy with me, in hindsight I should have mentioned my knee problem. But no use crying over spilt milk. It was time to go to the club.
Once at the Sincity event, Mistress T had me go about on my own. I got the opportunity to meet up with Her throughout the evening. Buying Her drinks and She teased and choking me throughout the evening.  On the dance floor, Mistress T had me deliver a drink to Her. She was dancing with a male friend. Watching Her interact with the other man is just like being in one of Her cuckolding videos on Her website. She moved around him, watching me for my reactions. She then reached out and grabbed my throat. I did not realize She could read minds as well. Being at the mercy of a woman with Her hands around my throat is a huge fantasy of mine. I should also admit a need to be cuckolded as well. 
I am sure She saw me watching Her throughout the night. It was a thrill to watch Her and risk Her telling me to leave the club. Or worse out right ban me from Her presence. She is very good at teasing a slave. To be a target for Her, is any slave’s dream. She is a naturally Dominant Woman and can pick apart any slave.     
Thank You again Mistress T for allowing me to be part of Your evening! I hope to earn a place in Your stable of slaves.
slave steve”

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Thank you 2011

The year in review…what a surprise, right? Don’t smite me for lack of originality in my blog topic for the last day of 2011, just enjoy the ride. (Actually wrote this on Dec 31)

One year ago I was on a plane with my partner of four years to Thailand. We were going for two months so had packed up our things and put them in storage. Thus began a year that ended up being 50% travel outside of Vancouver.

It was during that trip, with his parents visiting and some pressure from his mother that we discussed getting married in October. As is often the case, a decision to get married made me start thinking more seriously: is this REALLY the person I want to spend the rest of my life with?

It was also during this trip that I received the invite from The English Mansion to be their special guest at their FemDom ball early summer and to film with them. I knew at the time this was an important opportunity but I could never have guessed how much of an impact it would have.

After two fun & relaxing months in Thailand (and Vietnam) we returned and worked hard to build up enough content for the time we would be in Europe. We decided to spend some time in France & Italy since we were already going to be in London.

Things happened during that Europe trip. Amazing things. Horrible things. It was eventful. The cracks in our relationship broke open. When we returned to Vancouver  in June we went our separate ways. Maybe someday the full story will come out in a tell-all book.

I spent the summer processing the end of the relationship and enjoying my new single life. Adjusting to running the business solo was difficult at first. I wonder if my fans even noticed that my content was being filmed with a tripod rather than with a camera person? In hindsight, things weren’t that difficult. I had already been doing it pretty much on my own anyway. I missed the companionship of having someone to run the business with though.

I went to Burning Man at the end of the summer. An epic road trip with my best friend of six years. The person I originally met through friends the first year I went to Burning Man. That first year he was a complete stranger when he picked me up in his convertible and we drove for two days into the desert, then spent the week together at Burning Man. It was a hellava introduction and it bonded us for life. This years road trip was just as wonderful. He was patient with my ambition as I kind of turned the road trip into a business trip. I had a goal: to film with We went to LA and San Francisco so I could pursue that goal.

Shortly after I went to Honolulu for business…then back to London for a couple of weeks for business (and pleasure!)…then back to San Francisco and LA to film with and….then to Maui….then to Nova Scotia.

In the middle of all this I asked myself: “Am I running FROM something or TO something?” I had been so focused on building my business it was starting to seem a bit obsessive. Was I avoiding something? I had this thought as I was putting my things in storage and realized I had been living out of a suitcase without having a real home of my own since Dec 2010.

When I finally returned to Vancouver on December 2 (this month) I started going to yoga every day. I started doing a little kickboxing/self defense training. I have been filming very little. I’ve been walking a lot. Eating very healthy and boozing very little. Spending time with close friends. Thinking.

What do I want 2012 to look like? I’ll continue with the business and look for opportunities to expand…but I will take my foot off the gas a little so I can slow down and enjoy the scenery. I can tend to be too focused.

I will make a home for myself in Vancouver and get my stuff out of storage (it’s been in there for a year now!).

I say that I will travel less…but I have already committed to three days in Vegas with Ceara for AVN…and a yoga retreat in Bali with close friends the end of March/early April (that will be a three week trip with other stops on the way and back including one night in Bangkok!). Then there’s Burning Man at the end of the summer…We’ll see how much travel I actually end up doing in 2012 after all.

Reflecting on 2011 I can say with certainty that it has been one of the most eventful years I’ve had. The ending of a four year relationship, the dismantling of most of my life, lots of travel, reaching some special goals, one of which was filming with Although I hadn’t pre-set the goal of filming with The English Mansion, that was one of the most significant things that happened this year, for many reasons. I have surprised myself with my abilities, my survival skills and what I can accomplish when I set my mind to it. I have felt depths of emotion this year that shocked me.

I feel stronger & healthier in every way than I have ever felt. I am poised to grab 2012 by the lemons and make it my bitch. Stay tuned!

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Jan 2011, Thailand

Pic taken by my partner of 4 years, the day our relationship hit the rocks.

During one of my many very late nights in the summer...

Burning Man 2011, dancing, debauchery & soul healing.

California, Fall 2011...a fun & productive experience.