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While on my deep dive of this BDSM rabbit hole, I’ve stumbled upon a film. Satan in High Heels, produced by Leonard Bartley. The lead character performs a song called “Female of the Species”. In the film, it coincides with a defining stage appearance—leather-clad, riding crop in hand—posing as a dominatrix figure in a smoky nightclub. With a sense of control, danger, and sensual command; It’s the perfect song for a dominatrix to step into her power! I’m currently curating a playlist to help me step into my femme fatale. Give me some of your best recs! 👅 Make me feel like a maniac on the loose!

Thank you for the pronunciation help 😉. Also congrats on your first session.

So glad for you that you went ahead. I’m having flashbacks just reading your review! Similarly, I’m used to a long relaxed vibe between visits, but with Mistress Dalisay … each time I’m like “How soon can I get back?!”

Yesterday was my first time at the Fortress. I had originally booked a double-Domme session with Mistress Kildare and Mistress Dalisay, but due to unforeseen circumstances, Mistress Kildare couldn’t attend. That didn’t deter me from moving forward with a 1-on-1 and I’m so glad I did. From the moment our session began, I felt an instant and powerful connection with Mistress Dalisay. Her energy is undeniable...intuitive, sexy, playful, and deliciously devious in all the best ways. She reads the moment with such precision, crafting an experience that's both thrilling and deeply personal. It was a rush just getting lost in her eyes. The hour flew by way too quickly and I wasn’t even close to ready for it to end. Before I even made it home, I’d already booked a two-hour follow-up session for next week because honestly, I can’t get enough of her. Mistress Dalisay is not only an extraordinary Domme, but also a truly lovely human being. Oh and a quick PSA: her name is pronounced DAL-uh-sye. Make sure to put some respect on it. 😜 ~D

Of course! We had rings attached to the underside. Fully strap you down...

Would it be possible to be tied and tickled on this table??

Thanks for this rabbit hole! Signing up for an account now.

A therapist's couch! Let's get freudian.

John Willie, was an artist, fetish photographer, cartoonist, and the publisher and editor of the first 20 issues of the fetish magazine Bizarre. Publishing varied between 1946-1959, ceasing during WWII. “Bizarre is for those who have the courage of their own convictions” - John Willie It does take courage to submit oneself to the taboo. However, with all this judgement, wouldn’t you want to break free from it anyways? And this side of the spectrum is so much more sweeter and rewarding than that of the norm. Listed below is Vol. I of Bizarre. Featuring topics such as bondage, amputee fetishism, sadomasochism, transvestism, body modification, and much more! https://archive.org/details/completereprinto0000will/mode/1up

I enjoy listening to kpop in my everyday life. I like that its poppy and happy kind of music. Just puts me in a good mood. Anyway, i had a session with Mistress Ito and Mistress Lovely. I dont know who's playlist was playing but one of my favorite kpop songs came on while I was being tied up and then whipped and flogged. I loved the aesthetic of two beautiful women dominating me while a "girly, poppy" song was playing in the background. Now whenever I hear the song, I think back to that session. The song was Dreams Come True by S.E.S by the way.

Very excited to see the new pink room!

Chewing Gum ~ Amyl and the Sniffers 100% The scenario: I was a jock and athletic jerk, bullying the cute girl I thought was totally a push over. That all changes when she decides to turn me from jock to bimbo slutty cheerleader. If only I’d know the cute Asian girl was actually a sadistic dom. I envision myself a gagged and drooling mess in the doggy position on a padded mount. My masculinity stripped away, my face covered in bimbo makeup with fat plump lips, blonde pigtails dangling, and a skirt far too short to hide my groin. I’m mocked and humiliated, spit on and chewing cum stuck to my body. At lyrics of “something you’ve never had” my tight rosebud becomes the storage for my new mistresses chewed gum, followed by a cold thick plug. My own pathetic manhood caged and my legs spread far apart in the prone position. Feeling my new mistress taking a tube of lipstick and writing every degrading thing all over my body (“slut”, “f*ck here”). Every moan and whimper from my gagged pouty lips followed by a sadistic laugh from my mistress, the music consuming mind as I learn what happens to a slutty bimbo cheerleader. ‘The stuff I’ve never had’ now deep inside me.

Is that a medical type of bed in the purple room now?

Congrats on the new digs!

looking forward to it