Mistress HellKitty is a Professional Dominatrix from Canada. We talk feet, leather, latex, PVC, tying men’s heads to her feet to make them lick her feet clean, stapling testicles to a cutting board, and mummifying people while at a lemonade stand.
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Mistress Hellkitty AKA Archduchess Von Hellkitty Bio
I grew up in Western Canada in the middle of nowhere surrounded by mountains, rivers, lakes. It was the kind of majestic nature people often dream of. When I came back from school I would either ride my horse in the mountains, or put on a pot of tea and sew with my British Nana while watching Star Trek. My parents had divorced when I was four, which saved my mother from a situation of domestic violence. I was raised by these two women without any father figure, and eventually my older brother moved in with my dad. In my case, at the time I just couldn’t see any use for men because we women could do everything on our own. Although I never officially saw myself as butch or lesbian, and I had boyfriends back in high school, I had earned this reputation because I was always very independent and strong. Personally, I enjoyed the ambiguity and identify as bisexual but I prefer to date men at this point in my life. I like the balance, the differences, and quite often I want to run with the boys and do “guy things” so to speak. I left the town as soon as I was able to at 17 and headed for a year-long adventure and the unknown in Europe.
Kink for me started even before I knew what it was. Ropes, handcuffs, whips, corsets, and leather appealed to me, and as a kid I found myself fantasising and collecting these items. I loved drawing can-can dancers and female sirens. At 10 years old, I can vividly recall tying up my best friend’s brother in a Houdini game so I could watch him struggle. He was so mad and I loved it! When started dating, I found the vanilla stuff boring very fast and started to spice things up with my boyfriends. They had no idea what hit them, but I can say they were very patient with my bdsm interests. It was very hard to research because there wasn’t much on the internet back then. I has to go to the next town over to ask the bookstore clerk to blindly order some fetish magazines for me. I think a lot happened while I was touring Europe when I met another Canadian from the east coast. When we arrived in Amsterdam, we finally figured out just how much we had in common and from there we blossomed into the perves we are today. I still travel the world for fetish parties, sessions, and just visiting with my kinky friends all over.
I moved to Montreal to continue the experience of being immersed in another culture and learning another language, but I discovered much more. Every day I walked to the metro station and low-and-behold, there was a Fetish Café sign in the window of an adjacent, sketchy-looking building. I convinced my then-boyfriend to go with me. I’m still uncertain to this day why he freaked out when went, but he wanted to get the hell out of there so we had to pack it in and leave. The club closed soon after, but to my delight a few years later it reopened at a new location and I was there on opening day with my best friend. It was the start of some really great friendships, since we got to know the owners and staff. We became regulars every weekend going out all night, playing with subs, dancing, and finishing up with a big group out for breakfast when the sun came up. These friends are friends for life now.
Pro-Domination was something that I was often approached for. At the time, my philosophy towards BDSM was that the person who pays is he/she who has the power. I was not onboard with that. I played with whom I wanted to, when I wanted to, how I wanted to, period. I studied full time, worked 2 part-time jobs and my social life dimished while I finished my degree. This continued for years until I was finally a five or so years into the work force in my field of expertise. I had a friend who came to me for help on a project. While working together we talked about all kinds of things and he was adamant about me meeting his Dominatrix wife. I also took a liking to her, and she remains a really close friend to this day. It was she who convinced me to try out pro-domination. I had the gear, the clothes, and the knowledge… now why not get paid for it? Thus, I joined “Montreal Dommes” and had my first session November 1st 2008. The slave laughed the entire time at my puns and I just couldn’t believe I was being paid handsomely to have this much fun!! Over the next few years, Montreal Dommes fell apart, and as direction waned, I started my own gang of hot Dommes: The Absolute Dominas. Business and parties were good for a while, but as I returned to study for my Master degree in Toronto, I started to feel like managing appointments and dungeon space for 7-8 Dommes was becoming like herding cats. I set my priorities straight and canned that act. In 2014, I came back to Montreal full-time and started my own dungeon in Old Montreal. Parties and sessions resumed and bolstered the sense of a local kink community. The building was sold to new owners and I relocated to My current dungeon in 2016. I enjoy the set-up and live the life as often as possible, but I also work hard in my day job and keep the balance with professional domination, which for me is a lucrative hobby. Occasionally I go to local bdsm events and organise dungeons at tradeshows, but I like keep the 2 worlds separate and private. My little secret is what puts a smile in my face everyday!
This section is more personal so not sure if it should be published:
Now that I’m older, I can look back at the question of how domestic violence in my family affected my discovery or interest in bdsm. I would conclude that it is a healthy expression of the physical aspect and safe space to play in a consensual way, but I would be horrified if real abuse were taking place. I have no tolerance for abuse. Yes my parents punished me; both spanked, and while mom’s favourite was the wooden spoon, my dad preferred the belt. This all ended when I was around 7 or 8 and I laughed and laughed in my dad’s face instead of showing fear. He never did it again -probably thought he messed up his kids mentally! I also have recollections of my brother tormenting me before he moved to my dad’s. He would be pissed off about something and randomly try to hit me or strangle me to take out his frustrations, unfortunately repeating behaviour he learned by witnessing my dad do it to my mom, that ended one day when I had enough. Little sister had gotten strong and punched him out cold in front of his friend. I guess you could say I took back the power that day and never looked back.
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