A growing cohort of Torontonians are indulging their wildest fetishes—and negotiating every slap, spank and lash of the whip.
Lord Morpheous, arguably Toronto’s reigning king of kink, lives in a downtown penthouse with a panoramic view of the skyline. He’s one of the city’s premier rope-bondage experts, though nothing about his appearance conjures the clichés we normally associate with BDSM: he’s an affable, bespectacled man in his 40s, greeting me at the door dressed in a crisp white button-down shirt and a pair of faded blue jeans. His decor only hints at his adventurous sexuality, like a framed print of an Alberto Vargas pin-up girl and an oversized painting of sexy stiletto heels. He keeps his toys tidied away but is happy to showcase them when I ask for a tour. In the office there are boxes of coiled rope in every colour, and a small horse saddle designed to fit a human. The living room has a custom-built side table that magically converts into a spanking bench, with metal loops for convenient restraint. He doesn’t have any pets, but he keeps a large dog bed in the corner for role-playing games. Read the rest of this entry »
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