Head Mistress Porsche Lynn’s

Den Of Indomitus ™

Arizona’s Premiere, Fully Equipped, Female Owned and Operated Dungeon

Welcome to the Den of Indomitus, I am the Head Mistress, Porsche Lynn.

Welcome to our new website. We have given the site a fresh new look. We have added a few new things like a Blog and kept some of the old things like the Mistress Galleries and the Submissive Board. It was my desire to refresh the site but maintain a user friendly status. Hope we hit the target!

I have been a Domina for over 18 years and the Head Mistress of DOI for over 8 years.

I had a 10 year illustrious, award winning career in Adult Films/Videos/DVD. Within that time I starred in many Fetish and B/D/S/M movies. When I discovered that b/d/s/m not only excited me but also intrigued me immensely, I set out on a journey of exploration into another aspect of my sexual expression. I received training from as many people as possible, in the United Sates as well as Europe. My training process lasted for about 6 years before I started doing professional sessions and I feel that I am still learning today, after 20 years.
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tales from the den

Mistress Tiffany’s Return

May 11th, 2015 | posted in Off the Rack: Latest News

Mistress Tiffany

Hello, my precious deviants,


Mistress Tiffany enjoyed her time here at the Den so much that she plans to return in June. She will be here from the 9th to the 12th, from noon to 7:00 each night.


Call us within the first week of June to schedule a session with our visiting Mistress.


Tender torments,


Madame Lenore


My First Ball-Busting Experience

May 11th, 2015 | posted in Tales from the Den

Mistress Amber shared this torturous number with me:

The best way to start off a Wednesday is, of course, doing some ball-busting! So it was just my luck that I was invited to participate in a session with three of the other Mistresses here at the Den. Walking into the session, I can tell instantly that the man before me can handle an extreme amount of pleasurable pain.


First, the other Mistresses and I surround him like prey, ready to pounce upon his nuts. His back against the wall, he has nowhere to run as we close in. Mistress Ivy ferociously squeezes his scrotum in order to warm it up for what it is about to endure. His legs are spread apart, exposing a perfect target. Having his balls smacked lightly fills him with anticipation. We can read his desire for more all over his face. Ditching the warm-up altogether, Mistress Ivy situates him balls to the wall (literally!), giving him a lovely kick with surprising force right between his legs. He buckles and releases a light groan. The other Mistresses and I chuckle at the sound of his first cry from our encounter.


While our helpless, hopeful victim is backed against the wall, Mistress Ilsa, holding onto the bar extended from the ceiling, finds the perfect footing to line up a kick that he will never forget. She lands the most beautifully aimed ball-buster I have seen in a long time. As his knees weaken, we hear titillating moans escape from his mouth. The room heats up as Mistress JordynRae turns him around, keeping his tender bits exposed. The view of his hanging nut sack puts a smile on her face as she strikes his balls with fierce determination. Her foot makes contact – sending excruciating ecstasy throughout his body – and he hits the floor.


“On your feet!” Mistress Ivy shouts, and he obeys willingly, amazingly still wanting more. Mistress JordynRae ravishingly lands a few more intoxicating kicks that can be felt throughout the Den.


It’s my turn now, and the energy from the other Mistresses makes for an exhilarating first kick of the day for me. My foot makes contact upon his sack smashing his already red balls. My precise aim makes him shriek as kick after kick blows his mind. For my final kick, I tap my target with the top of my high-heel, back my foot up, and let him have it. He can stand no longer and rolls onto his side, releasing a guttural whine from the depths of his soul which echoes against the walls.


The other Mistresses and I laugh in unison as Mistresses JordynRae and Ivy bring him back to his feet.  There, Mistress Ilsa steps up to the plate, bat in hand. With a twinkle in her eye, she points off into the distance telling him she is ready to hit a home run. The look on his face is priceless as her elbows align with perfect form taking a few practice taps at his balls. He craves it now, dreaming of the seconds to come, almost unable to contain his eager gratitude of the treatment only a Goddess can inflict upon him. SMACK! The bat hits his sack, and his eyes roll back in complete bliss as he dances with the illusory stars he now sees.


“Thank you, Mistresses!” With a smile on his face, he departs the Den once again, until he returns for another episode of scrotal annihilation.

Tender torments,
Madame Lenore