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When it comes to administering discipline, this Toronto Dominatrix has a cane-do attitude

Mistress Mindy · March 30, 2018 · caning, Corporal Punishment, discipline, school fantasy · 0 comments
Toronto Dominatrix Mistress Mindy's Cane Collection

Hello my lovelies, 

Time for another update to my blog, and I must say – as often happens, I was inspired by a recent session (and accompanying purchase!). It’s something quite a few of you have enquired about, and I’m happy to write this to inspire those who haven’t yet thought about a session like this! Hopefully this will make your Good Friday a little bit better!

As you probably guessed from the picture above (and title), I’m talking about caning. I must admit, I have felt an affinity for the cane ever since I was a small child. Stories of boarding school pupils being sent to the Headmistress’ chambers for some much needed discipline inspired an early sexual awakening in me. I certainly pictured myself as the stern Headmistress – curvy, nubile body concealed under boxy robes, dispensing discipline as needed and later touching myself to the memory. Maybe you had a similar fantasy, being on the receiving end of the cane. Or perhaps you went to a school that still employed this method of punishment, and had a similarly erotic connection to the experience. Whatever your interest in the cane, Headmistress Mindy would be happy to explore with you! 

Recently, I went on a bit of a shopping spree, as my last cane broke across a lucky sub’s buttocks a few weeks ago! I was able to find a few serviceable pieces, but I had the same problem I’ve had for years – none of them had that springy, authentic English boarding school feel to them. I have ordered many canes online and had similar problems. I decided on a whim to try yet another retailer, who hand makes the canes they sell, and boy was I pleasantly surprised! These are the real deal. My sub’s eyes lit up as he recognized the distinctive sting of the first cane. It was well worth the wait for shipping from England! 

But I digress. I wanted to tell you about the inaugural session of one of my new canes. 

T knocked on my office door late one Friday afternoon. I called for him to come in, and he entered, carrying a note from his teacher and visibly shaking. I asked him what on earth he had done to warrant a visit to me so late on a Friday afternoon, and in answer he dropped his gaze to the floor and handed me the note. My eyes widened as I read it. His teacher had caught him cheating off another boy’s paper in class. She apologized for sending him to me on a Friday, but said she knew it was school policy. 

I was immediately furious. I demanded an explanation from T. Eyes flashing, I sat, crossed my long legs, folded my arms over my large breasts and waited for him to come clean. 

Voice trembling, T explained to me that he had let his work get away from him and hadn’t studied at all for his test. He had been warned many times by his teachers that he needed to buckle down and take studying seriously if he was going to pass this year, and rather than put in the hard work, he made the terrible decision to cheat. 

As you can imagine, this was absolutely unacceptable. I hastened to grab one of my news canes from the corner and told him to bend over the desk… 

Perhaps you’d like to feel the sting of a cane against you as you’re pressed against my desk. Maybe you’ve been craving a dose of discipline from a strong, curvy, kinky Dominatrix who knows exactly what buttons to push. If so, feel free to contact me!

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