The Valentine’s Day Dominatrixes of Montreal: A Look into Professional Domination and the Gifts They Receive

2024-02-14 00:30:00

In Montreal, journalist Louis-Philippe Messier travels mostly on the run, his desk in his backpack, on the lookout for fascinating subjects and people. He speaks to everyone and is interested in all walks of life in this urban chronicle.

Shoes, watches, champagne, flowers, five-star meals and “on-the-arm” shopping trips: domination professionals receive a profusion of offerings from their submissive clients on the occasion of Valentine’s Day. . in addition sometimes to gifts from their lovers themselves.

As I was looking for a Valentine’s Day subject that wasn’t too vanilla, a friend told me regarding a professional dominatrix friend for whom this holiday is a time when she is very busy and showered with gifts.

So I went to Déesse Ges (pronounced Jess), whose living room, far from being geared towards a home cinema system, houses a dungeon space equipped with a “throne” (because a goddess does not place her buttocks on anything).

“My submissive cleaning man has been abroad for a few weeks, so don’t look at the state of my apartment,” apologizes the 36-year-old full-time dominatrix as she welcomes me to her home in Old Montreal. .

His work tools adorn a wall: whips, riding crops, floggers, gags, dog collars, leashes, etc.

A mannequin wearing a blonde wig and a maid’s outfit catches my eye. This is the work uniform that the submissive cleaner must wear that Goddess Ges was talking regarding.

“If he does a good job, to reward him, I let him massage my shoulders. Since I don’t have enough household chores here to satisfy him, he also cleans at the house of a friend and fellow dominatrix.”

This minimalist maid’s apron serves as a uniform for a client happy to clean his mistress’s apartment. Louis-Philippe Messier

The customer is always wrong

Professional domination is perhaps the only sex work where the client is theoretically NEVER right. As a rule, he does not pay for sweet words and caresses, but for insults and blows. Normally, there is no question of touching the dominatrix either, except perhaps to kiss her feet.

“My current clients are aged 19 to 75 and half are men in relationships,” explains Déesse Ges. They come to explore their limits in a safe, hermetic setting, it’s a way of stopping time. Often, they occupy positions of power in their professional environment and, with me, they swing the pendulum.”

“My price varies enormously, but the minimum is $100 per half hour. I never have sex with a client, but for the one who is experiencing his fetish, the session can seem even more sexual than coitus.

For a professional who calls herself Goddess, “offerings” are obviously part of the routine all year round, but on Valentine’s Day, it’s manna.

“It’s not the people we dominate occasionally in rental dungeons who give gifts, but the regular ones,” Ges explains to me.

“These heels, this beautiful little antique watch, these bottles of champagne, they are Valentine’s Day gifts… and we are still two days before the party.”

A fellow dominatrix, Goddess Zilla, or Goddess Zilla (“Godzilla” in the feminine), also lends herself to my interview:

“Typical gifts like giant bouquets of flowers, ironically, always come to me from my submissives… never from my lover!” says with a laugh this 24-year-old professional who has dominated men since she came of age.

With a surreal resume that combines circus arts and accounting, Déesse Zilla doesn’t just play the whip to satisfy her clientele.

“The service I offer is discipline, particularly financial: I hold the purse string and I leave my clients only the amount they need.”

“What I love are shopping trips where my sub is right there carrying bags and credit cards.”

“Some people buy me meals and sit at the counter to watch me eat. Sometimes I make them massage my feet under the table. In luxury restaurants, they are used to eccentricities.”

“One day, right around Valentine’s Day, a furious woman confronted me,” recalls Goddess Zilla.

“I told him: your husband, I don’t sleep with him, I beat him, he pays me for that. She was surprised and curious. Finally, she wanted me to teach her how to dominate.”

My interview with these two overworked Valentine’s Day workers unfortunately did not last long because they had to return to their activities.

On this fur rug that is normally used to place one’s knees, I spread out some Valentine’s Day gifts received by Déesses Ges. Louis-Philippe Messier

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