Alexandre Vespasien sighed as he looked at the City of Montreal, Quebec. Snow was falling rapidly, which was a surprise considering that this was late September. La belle province doesn't get as cold as other regions of Canada such as Ottawa and Toronto on the Ontario side. As an Afro-Caribbean brother, Alexandre prefers the warmth of a different sun but Canada is where he lives. He lives in a two-bedroom apartment in the upscale Saint Athanase neighborhood of Montreal and has a great job with the Government of Canada. Why is Alexandre feeling so damn miserable? The brother has some decisions to make.
Truth be told, Alexandre is going through some things, folks. The big and tall, dark-skinned Haitian man felt conflicted, to say the least. How long is a man supposed to live for society instead of acknowledging his true desires? At the age of thirty, perhaps it is time to make a change. Alexandre decided to throw caution to the wind and take the plunge. To that end, Alexandre Vespasien contacted Madame Charline, Quebec's premier dominatrix. Nothing wrong with exploring new things, even this late in the game.
"I kind of have a Mommy Kink, is that okay?" Alexandre asked Madame Charline as they sat inside Tim Horton's on Montcalm Street in downtown Montreal. Madame Charline smiled and nodded. The tall and chubby, blonde-haired and green-eyed French Canadian woman looked much younger than her fifty seven years. Decked out in a Black leather jacket over a red turtleneck shirt, Black skirt and cowboy boots, Madame Charline looked sexy and classy.
"Monsieur, vos desirs sont parfaitement normaux, sir, your desires are perfectly normal," Madame Charline replied while sipping her coffee. Alexandre smiled, pleased with Madame Charline's response. For a long time, Alexandre has struggled with his desires. A young Black man who was born in Haiti and brought into the foster care system of Quebec endured a lot of hardship. What kind of adult did that upbringing turn Alexandre Vespasien into? A fellow with a weird fetish for dominant older women...of the Caucasian persuasion. How about that?
"Je regarde beaucoup de films pornographiques ou les femmes gifle les hommes et utilisent des dildos sur eux, i watch a lot of porno films where women smack men and use dildos on them," Alexandre said with a sigh. Madame Charline smiled and nodded. The big and tall Black man looked intimidating but Madame Charline wasn't buying it. The professional dominatrix has been in the game for decades and knows a submissive male when she sees one. Licking her lips, Madame Charline slid her hand on the table and laid it on Alexandre's crotch.
"Je serai ta maman dominante, I will be your dominant Mommy," Madame Charline said firmly. Alexandre grinned and nodded. The two of them finished their coffee and then caught an Uber to Montreal Nord. Once there, Madame Charline ushered Alexandre into her dungeon, located in the basement of a seedy apartment building. Rent is cheap in Montreal-Nord, and a lot of bawdy houses are located in the area for a reason. Cops don't bother the kinky folks who rent in the area because, well, some of their clients happen to be cops. Montreal is that kind of city, folks. A den of sin disguised as a Canadian metropolis. Got to love it.
"Un endroit super, a neat place," Alexandre remarked, and Madame Charline nodded, then took him inside. The dungeon had been there for over a decade and in that time, Madame Charline has entertained men of all races, along with a few women. There are lesbians and bisexual women who will pay for the services of a professional dominatrix. Not every woman wants to be in a relationship with another woman in order to have sex with her or to have some kinky fun with her. Madame Charline is an expert when it comes to kink and the lady does not disappoint. Alexandre was in for a treat.
