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How I Started as a Dominatrix in Los Angeles

I’d been flying in and out of Los Angeles since I was 18. I went to undergrad there and one opportunity after another kept leading me back; in 2017 it was an artist residency in Downtown LA’s Museum of Contemporary Art. I had already started working as a Dominatrix a few months prior in New York City and naturally, when I flew to LA that summer the first spot I looked for was a dungeon. I auditioned at Dominion, tried reaching out to Sanctuary Studios LAX, and even confusedly attempted contact with Justine Cross, owner of the independently run Dungeon East. At that point in my career I was just another “baby Domme”, fraught with imposter syndrome and constantly unsure of myself. I looked for mentors but kept running into gatekeepers; allowing old school, misinformed Mistress’s to shape how I looked, moved, and dominated. To tell you the truth I was intimidated, but I was too determined to give up. After a few weeks of dead ends and unanswered emails I finally found my luck, meeting and subsequently working for femdom legend, Isabella Sinclair.

After 3 years in femdom I’ve come to realize there is no real way to be a Dominatrix or a dominant female, you simply got it or you don’t. Isabella Sinclair was the first woman I met that genuinely exuded dominant energy. She was also the first Dominatrix I met that was actually successful—at that time Isabella had just opened her private dungeon, Ivy Manor, and was on her way to building her first fetish clothing store, a franchise of Dutch latex brand, Demask. I was in awe at how much she’d been able to achieve as a sex worker and I desperately desired to build a femdom empire of my own. The truth is, despite how our clients, fans, friends, or family members may pigeonhole us, a lot of Dominatrixes want to be taken seriously for their art. And yes, the work we do is art. 

When I first met Isabella I was just “Mistress Tasha”. My hair was straight, I wore cheap fishnet pantyhose, and I regularly showed up for session in 7-inch stripper heels. Isabella gave me my last name, quickly informing me that, “LA is a first name, last name type of place so you better figure one out soon.” I told her “Black” not because I wanted to evoke color or mood, rather because I’d just left New York City’s Pandora’s Box where the only thing my managers knew how to pitch me as was ebony. I figured if I put my race in my name it would help potential clients find me better, since my blackness was the only thing they were interested in buying anyway. Whether it made any difference I’m not sure but my first 3 clients at Ivy Manor did, when asked, claim that they had come to see me because I was one of the few Black Dominatrixes in Los Angeles at the time. 

I’m still one of the few Black Dominatrixes in LA—the symptom of an industry composed of predominately white leadership, fraught with stereotypes used to sell porn. I’m aware of it, and by building a brand that highlights my elegance, artfulness, and sophistication I’ve successfully worked against it, becoming one of the highest paid Dominatrixes in the world. This is hardly a summarization of the immense effort that went into becoming the Mistress that I am today, but if you’re lucky, I may share more in Part 2 😉 

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