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Classically trained, properly titled Mistress in Old School rites, constantly challenging minds and bodies through twisted means.

From Madame

to Mistress

I cannot cite a date when I knew I was kinky. It was many years before I came into the public scene, attending an event. A whole world opened my eyes to the proper procedures and rules. All the readings I'd done, the experiences behind closed doors, curiosities were now observable.

I came to Orpheus as many do: as a patron, eager to learn and be part of the electricity that I felt. Before being my Brother, Eros was this magical presence in his role as House Dom. His fiancee as House Domme, later became my best friend. We connected quickly and the pair took me into their hearts and taught me more than my independent research ever did. My Brother instilled the proper way to perform impact, the subtlety of sensation play, the importance of setting my own limits as a top. Together, they made sure I knew proper procedure of negotiations, aftercare, and triggers. If not for them, I wouldn't have fallen so head over heels for the community.

I spent the next year honing my skills, caring for the singular long distance property under my care, playing with fantastic people and attending events. It became clear to venue owners and managers how seriously kink was to me, so offers of vending and training were offered. I became a Dungeon Monitor at CCPS in what was one of the most informative times outside my training with Eros. My thirst for knowledge being unquenchable, my reputation grew and people sought me out for scenes. I'd never been so flattered as when I had my first referral.

In a time that was very hard for me emotionally, it seemed that everyone from the "vanilla" world had abandoned me. When push came to shove, it was this new kink family that I had been welcomed wholeheartedly into holding me together, checking on me, articulating what they could see going on and helping me back to a healthy path. Kink remained my constant, my rock. The clear set of rules and care for people became how I operated in all aspects of my life. Consent is paramount. Aftercare is not exclusive to fetishists. Self worth is not defined by the actions and words of others, but rather your own strength and endurance.

After the worst of it, Fancy approached me about taking her position at Club Orpheus. My excitement was only matched with how much I desired to raise the position to equal status as the Master of the House. I'm not submissive, so there was a real fear that I'd lack the empathy to properly care for my bottoms on the scale that I would need to. Despite all the ways that I knew it would be different, once I really started getting into the swing of things it was clear that this was the proper position for me.

I watched the joy in my Brother's pride during the following year. I asked questions, I continued to research, meet people, go to camp. Learning more about myself throughout the entire process. Each scene a chance to improve, each bottom a real connection with someone. Much as in all aspects of life, there are good days and bad days, but at least I can hold my head high and say that I've tried. I've reached out, become a community leader, a resource and been asked to mentor. I've done above and beyond what I'd ever imagined my place in the community would be and couldn't be happier.

I never fully felt comfortable with people calling me Mistress. I preferred Madame, as I'd always viewed the title as something that should be earned. Masters are crowned in ceremonies, so why would being female give me any more right to declare myself something? It seems a falsehood. So I operated by the old school rules. I suggested other titles for people to call me gently without going into how I felt about it. In all honesty, there are many things I refused to do because I hadn't felt I earned the right to do it. Including collaring people.

A year passed by quickly and my Brother, having been through the ceremony suggested we do a Master Capping. Well, as I am female: Mistress capping. Almost crying with the news that he felt I even deserved such an honor that has been such an old school tradition. He called me the last Jedi which just made it that much better. I do hope that in time, I can carry on the legacy and honor of proper titling. I'll admit that I was more than concerned about the bottoming... I don't do it and I jokingly stated that this was all a ruse for Eros to smack my butt. [okay, half-jokingly]

On the year anniversary of being House Domme at Club Orpheus, with my loved ones and Brothers present, Eros and Helix delivered beautiful speeches on what the Master Capping means and my roles as a dominant. All in attendance were asked if anyone objected or thought I hadn't earned the title. To remind me to remain humble, I received several smacks to my rear with hand and with my symbolic gift a riding crop. My long history of being an equestrian married with my love for impact made the riding crop the most appropriate gift. I cannot thank my Brother enough for such a thoughtful piece.

Words cannot express my true overwhelming appreciation to all involved. I had tastes of kink for years, but diving headfirst into the community 2 years ago is the one of the best decisions I've ever made. Thank you to every single person I've come across, your time, your care, your desire to better yourselves and each other, your knowledge, and always your love. I wouldn't be here without you.

XOXO,
Mistress Tak

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