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My first professional session in the United States had me revealing some secrets as a prelude to the session. I was exceptionally nervous and fearful of judgement. Fortunately the Mistress was experienced and what I thought was outrageous then was run of the mill for her. Nowadays most behaviors then are mainstream of close to mainstream now. Dannyboy

One of my favorite lines belongs to Mistress Jung: a too strict role play scenario runs the risk of turning into a really bad movie (to the point of parody).

I never heard of the author until today. Perhaps I'll look into to if I find the time. My first exposure to literary sexuality began with Fanny Hill. My first awareness of professional domination came about after police raided Monique von Cleef's dungeon in New Jersey circa 1965. Dannyboy

I voted for the cane but my first choice was not on the list: Leather strap. My psychotic girlfriend had a preference for a paddle that resembles a ping pong paddle but the thickness of the wood is much more pronounced. It causes much more pain, per swing, than the leather belt and she gets tired swinging the belt and not getting the desired effect. Mind you we haven't played in some time and she doesn't want to put me in a hospital or a morgue for that matter while I still have a positive balance in my bank account. Dannyboy

My role-plays are more like general guidelines. In my experience Mistresses dislike very detailed or unnecessarily rigid instructions and need room in which to function. Having said that, I don't recall ever discontinuing a role-play mid-session. Dannyboy

I remember when I used to pull it off year round. Dannyboy

Is this the 3rd version of the Fortress? Senile Dannyboy

Obviously. You're only a pip for me until I say otherwise.

Only when I am around you

If you ever wish to share anecdotes about the founding and the history of the Fortress I know I’d read them.

Rock too big..you too small...

Any chance of throwing themed Fortress femdom parties in the new location?

I should have been there to witness this moment of your despair. You promised me time travel (you did). Chop! Chop!

"You get what you get..." I imagine sessioning with a Domme for the first time can feel like visiting a well reviewed restaurant you've only read about. Most will look at the menu, choose their all time favorites, maybe even get adventurous and order that scrumptious looking dessert they saw online. You inform the server of your allergies, and are soon served bread, water, and cocktails- preliminaries complete. Your meal arrives, everything tastes *chef's kiss*- exactly what you wanted. Even your notion about the dessert was spot on. "Great order." I imagine sessioning with a Domme with whom you have a rapport can feel like walking into neighborhood bar in Boston owned by retired, (sober) alcoholic, baseball player. You hang up your overcoat, turn around and hear everyone shout in unison, "Norm!" as they do every day (PS your name is Norm). By the time you walk past the barkeep and make it to your special stool, Carla has your favorite cold sudsy beverage in hand... ..."and you don't get upset."