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12 Year Blog Anniversary!


Today marks the 12th anniversary of the launch of the “Adventures of a HeadMistress” blog!

I don’t think I realized when I started this blog that I would still be doing it 12 years later!!

There have been busy timesand quieter times that come with the ups and downs of real life — as well as the shifts and changes in technology, but I have truly enjoyed sharing aspects of my fetish lifestyle, along with various tidbits of kink in the news.

I can only hope that I’ll still be around in the years to come and that my faithful readers and followers will be there as well!

Celebrating My 10 Year Blog Anniversary in 2015!


Today marks the 10th anniversary of the launch of the “Adventures of a HeadMistress” blog!

Little did I know a decade ago that I’d still be online and sharing my views on the kinky life with others. I must admit that is has had it’s ups and downs; from keeping up with changes in blogging software, technology, the never-ending annoyance of spammers and hackers, and so much more — but I still find it quite rewarding.

I hope that I’ll still be around in years to continue sharing my blog with my many web visitors and readers!

Scarlett James Performing Live at Montreal’s Grand Burlesque

Montreal’s Grand Burlesque Show was held from March 21-23 2013. Organized by the amazing Scarlett James, and featuring many wonderful acts — it’s a not-to-be-missed show.

Be sure to check it out again next year; in the meantime, have a peek at show headliner Scarlett James doing her magic…

For more details on this annual Montreal Burlesque event:

Private Play Party at Maitre Ex’s dungeon

For the past while, Maitre Ex has been hosting private play parties at his excellent dungeon on the South Shore. They are usually double-night affairs, for both the Friday and Saturday nights and usually winds up in the wee hours of the morning.

The Friday play party ended up being on the small side; which was not bad at all because it allowed me to do some much needed socializing with my kinky friends and leather family.

Saturday’s was much more busy with quite an assortment of guests; some older familiar faces and a number of new ones. It was a shame that a few people I was hoping to see were not able to make it…

We arrived around 11:30pm (myself, my two submissives toriko & g, and my occasional painslut JF). It was nice to see several friendly faces were already there, so I “made the rounds” to greet them all.

I ended my evening with an hour and a half heavy play session with my painslut JF; comprised mainly of flogging with a variety of implements (including my favourite chrome flogger), some very intense hot wax play, alternated with ice play, then more flogging and finally sensuously scraping the wax off with a blade. The both of us were “flying” after that and feeling extremely mellow after it was all done…

All in all, a wonderful weekend of kinky fun!

Capuccino in the Afternoon

Frothy capuccino

What a gorgeous late spring afternoon — it’s a balmy 25°C in the shade. I’m comfortably set up on my wifi Apple laptop on my lounge chair overlooking my yard and enjoying some light classical music, with the sounds of the neighbourhood birds in the background. I’m enjoying the luxury of a frothy french vanilla capuccino, along with a pair of sinfully delicious imported biscotti – in double chocolate and orange cranberry flavours. Yum!

My oldest cat, Tigger, has decided to keep me company and is amusing herself watching the birds and the local wild suburban bunny that visits my lawn from time to time. All in all, a wonderful way to relax and catch up on my blog for my faithful readers…

Let’s see, on the evening of Wednesday May 2nd, I had a personal interview scheduled with a potential submissive. I was interested in him because he was a fan of chastity and even had his own chastity device. Unfortunately, he was not much of a social person and it didn’t look like it would be a good fit, compatibility-wise. Which is a shame, because I was looking forward to locking up some poor unfortunate sub or slave and having control over his cock and balls… especially one who cannot control his masturbation habits!

On Thursday May 3rd, I was also lucky enough to enjoy a delightful dinner with Kate & Jeanne of Halfway Creations, from the Maritimes, as they were travelling through Montreal on their way to Ontario. They are also well-known from their appearance on the fifth season of Showcase’s Kink TV show. It was wonderful to finally meet them in person, as I had been looking forward to doing so when I was supposed to go to the Maritimes back in March; but that had to be cancelled when I got sick. (I picked up a few toys from them, but will discuss that further in another blog posting.) I am looking forward to visiting their place the next time I drive out to Nova Scotia.

On Friday May 4th, several of my kinky friends and I were planning on going to see the new Spiderman 3 movie. Unfortunately, things got delayed and some had to drop out, and by the time we got the movie theater, the night’s screenings were already sold out. So a change of plans was in order; Sir Michael, myself and my submissive boy toriko drove downtown to check out the launch of the new Fétiche Store. This is a new enterprise by Isabeau, the lovely lady who organizes some of the best Fetish Balls the city of Montreal has ever seen (see some of my previous reviews).

There was quite the crowd in attendance at the store launch, and we were treated to some mango martinis as we arrived. We perused the store and checked out the wonderful variety of kinky toys, implements and leather and latex clothing that were for sale.

Sir Michael and I spent quite some time in the back of the store, checking out some of the floggers and paddles — he finally decided on a smaller and more portable leather flogger to add to his personal collection. My eye was caught by some of the gorgeous toys in the glass display case and succumbed to the temptation — again, I’ll be doing a special post on my newest kinky toy acquisitions in the very near future.

The next morning, I came down with a really nasty cold — just as I was getting significantly better from my original virus attack. My submissive toriko also caught the same bug and it showed up the same morning, so we spent the rest of the weekend taking it easy. Closest I can figure is that we must have caught it the last time we were together at that wild playparty in late April — however I seemed to have caught it much worse, since my immune system is still not up to par. Again, spent the better part of the week in bed, stuffed up and coughing again.

By Friday May 11th, I was feeling a tiny bit better, so I ventured out for a casual quiet picnic lunch in the park with submissive “r”, the one I spent a bit of time with at last month’s play party. As I mentioned before, he was recently let go by his previous Owner and has been having a difficult time coping with it all; and I had offered a friendly ear for him to talk some of it out his system. It was a beautiful and sunny afternoon in the park and we watched the many pigeons and squirrels, as well as the many people walking all sizes and shapes of dogs. We caught sight of a rare white albino squirrel and laughed when we saw a “subbie squirrel” who seemed to have a soft hair scrunchie around his neck — because it looked like a tiny collar!

We finally wrapped things up as the sun was going down, as it was starting to get quite a bit cooler. My toes and feet were quite chilled, so “r” rubbed my feet to warm them up before putting my sandals back on for me. We talked about many things that afternoon and I quite enjoyed his company. I hope that we will be able to have many more discussions in the future, as I believe that he could use a little bit of gentle guidance as he gets back on his life path.


Well, the sun is setting now, with delicate drifting clouds of pale blue and pink — and the evening air is slowly cooling off, so I really should be heading inside before I get too chilled and have something to eat as well. I hope you’ve enjoyed the afternoon’s account of this month’s kinky adventures so far, as much as I enjoyed the time I spent writing them.

Attending the April Fool’s Fetish Ball

Fetish Fool’s Ball

On March 31st, Isabeau hosted another of her fabulous Fetish Balls. This one was held once again at the Bain Mathieu, here in Montreal. I was originally supposed to be attending with my good friend Lady Katana, but unfortunately she was side-lined by a nasty migraine, so she was not able to come with us.

I had been feeling not up to par earlier in the day, due to another one of my coughing attacks; so I opted for a restful nap with my submissive houseboy toriko attended to various household duties. I was gently awoken by my boy, who brought me some freshly-made hot mint tea to my bedside, to soothe my achy throat.

I have not had much of an appetite these past few weeks while I have been fighting this virus, but I do realize that I need to eat in order to keep up my energy. So toriko brought me a light meal to enjoy with my tea, and then went off to draw a hot bubble bath for me and lay out my evening’s wardrobe. After my bath, I had my boy give me a light foot and leg massage with one of my favourite lotions, to lock in the moisturizing softness.

I began my preparations for the evening, ranging from my make-up and perfume and including putting my hair up in my trade-marked long braid which hangs to past my waist. I also wore a small black jeweled metal headband and chose to trim my braid in red, to match the gorgeous new red leather corset that my boy had bought for me and which had arrived the day before.

Since this was the first wearing of the corset, it took a little while to get the corset lacing adjusted just right, but once it was, I found it to be *extremely* comfortable and not constricting — like a snug and sexy leather hug around my body. I wore my elbow length black velvet fingerless gloves and an elegant floor length black skirt with decorative draping trim.

Earlier last week I had picked up a new matching collar and leash for my boy; it is made of a chic reflective neon green material, which would make it perfect for keeping an eye on him in the dark environment of a club or dungeon. On to the collar was added one of my special marks of ownership, a shiny customized gold dogtag inscribed “Property of Mistress Jade Dragon“. I also had toriko help pack and carry one of my smaller toybags, as I was not sure how much playing I would be doing, depending on my energy levels.

In keeping with Montreal clubbing traditions, we arrived at around midnight and I began to make the rounds of the Fetish Ball, with my pretty-boy submissive in tow behind me on his leash.

Immediately I noticed that Isabeau had arranged for the majority of recommendations that our Club Fetish group had made regarding improvements that could be made to the dungeon play space area. Unfortunately she was unable to obtain the downstairs area of Bain Mathieu this time ’round, so the playspace was in a marked off in an elevated area behind the dance floor. There were tall railings around two of the sides, with a 8-10″ deep bar top for people to lean against and to put their drinks.

The third side was roped off, leaving only two smaller entrances to the actual playzone itself. This meant that there were no casual walk-throughs of the play scenes from any of the non-players. In the past, many fetish people who are not aware of good play scene etiquette tended to crowd the players too much, sometimes to the point of being with the strike zone of a flogger’s back swing. Many serious BDSM players simply did not feel comfortable in such surroundings and would not play in conditions that they could not feel in control, both for the comfort of themselves and their bottom, as well as for those around them who might inadvertendly get in their way.

There was also a sign-up sheet for the various playstations, to make sure that nobody would “hog” a particular area for the whole night, and that one could sign up for a spot and wander off to return at the designated timeslot to find it ready to use. This proved to be quite a popular change and meant that there was a nice turnover of players over the course of the night — which was quite the treat for the multitudes of observers who crowded the railings for practically the entire night.

Kudos also go to the various playzone monitors who made sure that things ran smoothly and that the established rules and guidelines were kept by all, including the new “no breakable glass or bottles” in the play area. Last time, it was noticed that there were a number of broken bottles littering some corners, which can be dangerous with so many near-naked or latex-clad bodies wandering about or playing.

There was a comfy lounge area at the opposite end of the building, elevated on the far side of the DJ area and dance floor, which is of course located at the bottom of the former pool floor bottom. There were numerous couches, including some inflatable ones; and many were congregating there throughout the evening to socialize.

One of the visual highlights of the Ball were several performances by talented fire-dancers on the dance floor. A variety of fire implements were used by the performers; much to the delight of the observers. One female performer used a kind of large metal hula-hoop with a half dozen flaming tips on it, which she proceeded to not only spin around her waist and her outstretched arm, but also around her neck — which alarmed several of us who wondered how she managed to not burn her hair while doing so. There was another who danced on tall stilts, with a large flaming headpiece and elongated finger wands and another with large fire fans. Of course, there was also the traditional fire poi dance, which is fiery balls which are spun around on ropes or chains. All in all, a beautiful visual treat enjoyed by all!

Partway through the night, while I was watching the playzone from the observer railings, I felt a light tap on my shoulder. I turned and discovered it my friend, the beloved “fetish diva” Midori stopping by to say hello. We hugged and then chatted for a while; Sir Michael and I had been hoping to take her out to one of the local “cabane à sucre” during her stay here in Montreal, but it looked like Mario from Polymorphe Latex beat us to it. So, instead we made tentative dinner plans for Sunday or Monday night instead. I introduced Midori to some of my other friends who were nearby, as well as to my submissive toriko, before she continued on her rounds to check things out.

Finally found my friends Domina Jade & Sir Marc in the playzone, tag-teaming with their spanking and flogging techniques on the submissive sabine, who seemed to be in a absolutely blissful state. I would have to wait until they were finished to say hello and spend some time with them later.

I was pleased to cross paths with Master André and Vivian who were having lots of fun in the play zone introducing people to the pleasures and pains of the electrical wand. They were showing how the connection would flow through multiple people, as they and those they were playing with reached out to some of the observers for them to feel the ripple, buzz and shocks of the wand.

I also had the pleasure of seeing Maître Éric (AKA Gargoyle Toes) once again; as I had not seen him since the Club Fetish/FemDomme Society dinner back in February. By the way, Maître Éric has begun to make his own hemp rope, dyed in the most scrumptious jewel-tone colours and will soon be making them available for sale. I have been privileged enough to receive a gift of some of this rope, in a gorgeous deep green.

Let’s see who else I got to see and spend time with…. Argaive the fetish photographer and his lady friend, the thin and lithe J, one of my favourite ladies to tie up; we had been hoping to do a Midori-style rope dance, but I had not brought my rope bag and by the time someone found some for us to use, her ride had to leave for the 2 hour drive home. Damn, hopefully next time things will work out more to our advantage.

Met another old photographer friend of mine, who was doing press photos for the event and we chatted briefly. Got a sensuous hug and cuddle from ChainedV, a lovely lady sub of my acquaintance. I was once again introduced to “j”, a young submissive friend of my houseboy — he does knows how to charm a lady, as he never fails to kiss the back of my hand, this time with a deep bow.

In the latter part of the night, I needed to rest and get off my feet, but still wanted to stay near the playzone with my friends. So I decided to enter the playzone and stationed myself along one of the stepped edges, with my boy on the floor in front of me. We had a very hot and sensual play scene, but I’ll save that story for another time…

At around 3am, Domina Jade, Sir Marc and sabine were considering heading off, however I tempted them into joining us for one of our long-standing traditions of breakfast at Picassos after a night out of fetish and dungeon fun. It wasn’t hard to convince them, since it had been such a long time since we had the chance to do so. I also managed to convice my submissive toriko’s friend “JF” to join us as well.

It was about 3:30 am by the time we arrived, but we found a nice long table for the six of us. In almost any other town or city; we would have made quite the spectable — as I was still clad in my red leather corset and some of the others were also wearing latex and leathers, and sabine was dressed totally “en femme”. However, Montreal being the wonderfully kinky and eclectic city that it is, we barely rated a second glance from the other late-night patrons.

Breakfast at Picassos is a wonderful tradition; it allows us all to “wind down” from the night’s fun and to recap some of our adventures to each other. I believe that it has really given us a great sense of bonding as well because it is such a wonderful casual feeling to share our stories and experiences over a good meal — of course it doesn’t hurt that we are all usually starving by then!

“JF” told my boy that he only needed to be dropped off at a metro so that he could begin the long trek home (Picasso’s in in NDG and he lived in the north of Montreal, easily an hour and a half or more of travel at that hour). toriko wisely told him that the decision was not up to him, but rather rested in the hands of his Mistress. I, of course, would have nothing to do with that and stated flatly that I would have toriko drive him right to his door. “JF” seemed a little surprised but did not object to my decision; it also gave me a chance to chat with him during the ride and get to know him a bit better — something that is a little difficult to do in the rather loud environment of a Fetish Ball.

Afterwards, my submissive toriko chauffeured me home, as the sun rose in the eastern sky; it’s sunbeams making the early morning frost glisten and sparkle like diamonds. What a beautiful way to end a kinky night’s fun at yet another fantastic Fetish Ball!

Sick and Tired…

Sick and Tired…

Well, I finally got to see my own doctor; even though I had an appointment, it still took an hour and a half wait just to see him for about 6 minutes. I definitely think the health system needs more work to improve waiting times, because that is getting ridiculous.

After an examination, the doctor said that I did indeed suffer from a very nasty virus, but that it has come and gone. What is bothering me now is something called Post Viral Syndrome; which accounts for my chronic fatigue, lack of appetite and continued severe coughing fits. (I’ve been so tired out that I sometimes end up sleeping anywhere from 10-15 hours on a particularly bad day, and I’ve already lost at least 5lbs from not eating regularly.)

Basically he told me to continue following the regimen that I have been doing; resting, avoiding stress, trying to eat regularly, taking daily multi-vitamins, as well as cough drops and hot tea to soothe my throat. However, he did give me a special bronchial inhalor, which will hopefully lessen the worst of the symptoms in about 2-3 weeks, any longer than that and I should return to see him.

Basically, it means that if I really rest myself up beforehand, I can manage to make it out to an event, but I should expect to be totally wiped out for the next few days (it’s referred to as the “payback effect”). The best part is that I now have my houseboy toriko to act as my chauffeur to events, so I do not have to tire myself out with the stress of driving and such. It makes it a lot easier for me to even *consider* going out nowadays, because it’s absolutely dangerous to be driving and to be hit by one of my coughing fits… And if I don’t get to go out and be with my kinky friends, or even just to get out of the house, I begin to go stir-crazy.

So, my apologies to some of my friends who have not heard from me in a while, or haven’t received replies to emails — I’m still so wiped out that I am absolutely backlogged on tons of personal and kink-related correspondence.