Karl

I've never been marked. Fantasy: A mistress with a Sharpie or gel pen takes ownership of my cock by writing on it: "This cock is the exclusive property of Mistress [name], dominatrix extraordinaire." There are certain practical difficulties, however.

Thanks, franknot, that’s a very interesting Substack piece. The author discusses three aspects of punishment. I didn’t understand the distinction between the first two: training and teaching. In the context of Mistress Lovely’s question, both of these would seem to be earned, in that the Mistress is inflicting punishment for some specific purpose of behavior modification. Whether they’re considered together or separately, though, that idea doesn’t resonate with me. The author mentions classroom discipline as an analogy. The unruly schoolchildren want to talk in class. They also want to be free to leave at the end of the day. They have to weigh the current unhappiness of keeping quiet versus the future unhappiness of getting detention. Because of the threat of punishment, they may reluctantly decide to obey the order to keep quiet. That just doesn’t resonate with me. In a session, my obedience to the Mistress would not be reluctant. I would obey because she ordered it, not because I want to avoid punishment. The author’s third category is punishment “as a raw expression of power, devoid of reason or lesson.” That’s how I understood “[p]unishment you don’t deserve” in Mistress Lovely’s question. The author’s paragraph on that aspect explains, better than I have, why this is what hits me more deeply.

I misunderstood you, for which I apologize. In response to risotto's post about his feelings when he's in a time-limited session, you wrote, "What you have described is obedience within containment, not submission." I thought you meant that submission had to lack that element of containment. That's what made me think you meant lifestyle. If submission can occur in a single session, then I can give you my take on your question. Passivity means simply obeying orders. Submission includes that but can also include taking a more proactive role, to be even more submissive.

From your exchange with risotto, it seems that "submission" connotes, for you, a lifestyle choice. I was addressing it in the context of a single session, which to you is better described as obedience. On that basis, my answer to your question is No: I can draw only on my own feelings and experiences, which are all from one-off sessions. I've never been in a D/S relationship. If I were to comment on that dynamic, it would be just as a keyboard jockey.

They’re certainly related. The distinction is that submission is my active choice. I make an appointment, I show up on time, I tender my tribute, I remove my clothing, and I kneel to await the Mistress. Then, when she enters the room, I voluntarily surrender my agency to her. Even then, my passivity isn’t complete. Of course I do what she tells me to do. In addition, however, I have on occasion taken a more active role in submission, by making a request during a session. For example, when deep enough into subspace, I’ve asked a domme to engage in golden. Being pissed on resonates with me as an extreme act of submission. If I were being purely passive, however, I would do nothing beyond obeying her orders.

I agree. That's why, for me, a "punishment" dynamic is doesn't work well in a session. If the Mistress feels like inflicting pain or humiliation, she doesn't need to stop and ask whether I deserve it. I remember a session in which the domme was amping up the torture. I was screaming with pain and had to use my safe word. Even then, however, I didn't consider it punishment. She was just indulging her whims. Alas, my ability to endure pain wasn't up to the level that would have made a better session for her.

Your focus on context is the key. In most contexts, punishment can be deserved or undeserved. I’m addressing the specialized context of a BDSM session in which one person consensually surrenders to another. Typically, I will tell the domme that I am her slave. We both know, however, that my submission is just for purposes of the session. It’s not like slavery in the antebellum South, where a plantation overseer could enforce discipline by inflicting whipping or other punishment on a victim who had most assuredly not consented. For me, the word “slave” has a great deal of resonance, and “punishment” almost none. It’s voluntary slavery, though. Unlike the plantation overseer, the domme doesn’t have to whip me to ensure that I’ll obey her orders. I’m already eager to obey her orders. What might be considered punishment (pain or humiliation or whatever) is something that I would resist outside of the session. In session, I submit to it solely because it is her will, and I have chosen to surrender my will to hers. The distinction between deserved and undeserved simply doesn’t apply. But that’s just me. From the “Misbehaved Sub” thread – https://www.fortressnyc.com/forum/topic/26444-misbehaved-sub/ – in the Guest Forum, I gather that some dommes and subs are more attuned to the “punishment” dynamic.

I think of punishment as “earned” only if I’ve done something like deliberately disobeying the Mistress – which I would never do. Suppose she orders me to lie down on the floor, and I lie on my back, and she says, “No! I wanted you on your stomach! You’ll be punished for not doing what I wanted.” To me, that punishment wouldn’t be deserved or earned. I did my best. I gather that some dommes and subs get into this idea of an “earned” punishment for some failing, real or contrived. Alternatively, a heavy masochist might earn a punishment as a reward. A domme might say, “For every second you can hold that uncomfortable position, I’ll grant you one stroke with this flogger.” Neither of these scenes resonates with me. The Mistress will punish me whenever and however she feels like it, without needing to put me through a test.

I’ve experienced this. I have mixed feelings about it. How it feels to me: The domme is implying that she can’t punish me unless I do something wrong. Then she is, in effect, cheating to evade her own rule, by giving me an impossible (or very difficult) task. I fail at the task but it’s not because I did anything wrong. The dynamic that works better for me is that she doesn’t need to justify inflicting pain or humiliation or whatever she pleases. I’m her property. For the time in session, I’ve surrendered my will to hers. I have no rights except for adherence to previously stated hard limits. She can indulge her whims, for a good reason, a bad reason, or no reason at all – whatever would please her at that moment. The setting of an impossible task, as a pretext for punishment, undercuts that feeling. Nevertheless, I’m guessing that there are some subs for whom Mistress Matira’s method works better. The sub is being treated unfairly but can’t do anything about it. That powerlessness emphasizes the sub’s surrender.

Mistress Matira, I’d be interested in your thoughts about a session I had years ago. At the start, the domme had ordered that I was never to pass in front of her. Near the end, with me on all fours, she ordered me to go to a specific point. The obvious path was to crawl in front of her. Remembering the command from an hour earlier, however, I dutifully crawled in a semicircle around behind her back. She commented on my obedience. What I’ve always wondered, though, is whether she would have been happier if I had done otherwise – not to test her, but simply because I’d forgotten her rule. IOW, does she demonstrate her superiority by punishing me for being an incompetent sub, or by exacting my compliance on a minor point? Your comment makes me think you’d be in the latter category. I demonstrated my respect for her by retaining her command in my head through everything else that went on.

I don't know if the Fortress confers a Submissive of the Year award, but Samurai cupid is going to be hard to beat. Extraordinary!

I immediately thought of two moments, with a common theme. One session was at the Fortress. Headmistress Kang was training a new Mistress, and the session involved more pain than I’m used to. I was concerned that, because I identify as a submissive rather than a masochist, I had been inadequate as practice flesh. My proud moment came at the end: Headmistress Kang assured me “You took a lot.” Glad I could help with the training! In the other session, there was no ground-breaking activity. It was just a feeling of rapport with that domme. (The session included golden with consumption, which I can sometimes do but which is sometimes a hard limit. I had booked this session because I knew the domme enjoyed it.) This proud moment also came at the end. As I was dressing, the domme expressed regret that she had an appointment to go to, because otherwise she would have enjoyed continuing. Imagine – a pro domme wanted to play with me even AFTER the time I had paid for had run out! I assume that, for a Mistress, some sessions are better than others. My proudest moments were when the session with me was one of the better ones for her. Of course, there’ve also been times when I could tell she was disappointed, but let’s not think about that.

For me, also, it was CBT with needles. I wouldn't say it was amazing for me. I could handle it if a Mistress wanted to do it, but I'm not dying for a repetition. Still, I'll never forget the sight of three needles through my cock. Yes, three! Last fall there was a thread on the Devotee Forum about needle play. Mistresses and subs posted about sessions involving scores of needles. I was completely flabbergasted by those posts and the images. I suppose that, by some people's standards, I still haven't done needle play.

Definitely not home. My normal, day-to-day mode is vanilla. Occasionally, though, I feel the pull of submission. People enjoy vacations as a change of pace. The bus driver goes hiking, while the letter carrier goes on a bus tour. I don’t experience submission as an enjoyable change of pace, though. It’s more like a compulsion. I’m grateful that there are beautiful women like you who are willing to cater to perverts like me – but I’d probably be happier if I just never felt the compulsion. I did have some sessions with a therapist. She held out no hope that I could ever be purely vanilla in my desires.

Thanks for the tour! Beginning at 4:41 we see a sort of metal cylinder. You pick it up and put it back down. I confess I don't recognize it -- what is its (sinister) purpose?

With a question like this, I tend to go with the first answer that pops into my head. Other experiences might be more to the point, but an immediate, spontaneous reaction has its own validity. So, in this session, I was standing, bound to a punishment cross. I knew that I couldn’t escape. That was knowledge in my head, though. I asked the Mistress for permission to try to escape. The purpose was to feel, in my bones and muscles, that I was trapped. She granted permission. The effect was even stronger than I’d expected. I’d thought I might thrash around a little. She had placed multiple restraints, though, not just wrists and ankles. I was almost completely immobilized. I really was naked, bound, and totally helpless before her. Flooded with the feeling, I literally gasped. It was an immediate passage into subspace. The session was years ago. Nevertheless, to this day, I vividly remember that moment of realizing my powerlessness.

Disobeying instructions, but a heartfelt response: The first memory your post triggered was of a session where I wasn't completely shattered, but the humiliation has stayed with me to this day (longevity instead of completeness). I had a session with a Mistress, throughout which she remained fully clothed. After the session ended, we were talking. She was headed somewhere else. As she changed clothes while we chatted, she casually removed her top, baring her breasts. In a vanilla context, a woman who does this is sending a strong sexual signal to the man. In my case, of course, there was no question of any such implication. Instead, her implication was that she didn't need to act as if a man were present. I didn't even count. I experienced it as being more humiliating than anything she had done in session.

There is a website at https://mcstories.com/ ("The Erotic Mind-Control Story Archive") that features amateurs' stories of mind control -- maledom, femdom, straight, gay, various fetishes. They're helpfully categorized (e.g. "fd" for female domination, highlighted in green) so that you can find your particular perversion. Most of them have a fantasy element. Dominance and submission are often achieved through unrealistically powerful hypnosis or a necklace with magical powers or the like. It's all text, no images. I sometimes read a story there, then look at an online picture (possibly a Fortress mistress), mentally plugging that image into the story. What bklyny123 said about Literotica is also true about this archive: The content is of uneven quality. As for the inspiration for a real-life session, some stories on that site involve a brainwashing pill or potion. I think about a session in which the Mistress has a powder. She explains to me that anyone ingesting this substance loses all independence and becomes completely unable to resist commands. The Mistress takes the powder (she ground up some baby aspirin in advance) and mixes it with applesauce. She then spreads the drugged applesauce on her naked breasts and invites me to lick it off. I "know" that doing so will be fatal to my free will and I'll be helpless to do anything except submit to her -- but the allure of her breasts is too great for me to resist. I am thus the agent of my own enslavement. For me, submission is an occasional pastime. If this ever happened in real life -- if I thought that the drug had actual mind-control properties -- then, despite my fascination with the female breast, I would refuse to consume the applesauce. Well, I probably would refuse, anyway.

Your mention of the mirror reminded me of my very first session. For years I had been jerking off to images in femdom magazines. Finally I worked up the courage to have a real session with a real woman. It was in a room with a full mirror. One of my enduring memories of that session is what I saw in the mirror: a beautiful woman in dominatrix gear, holding a leash attached to a collared male slave on all fours before her. It was like the photos in the scene magazines, except that this time I was in the image as the slave. Reality! Like you, that domme enjoyed ordering me to look at myself submitting to her.

My online research reveals that “dalisay” is a Tagalog word. It can mean “sincere; genuine; true"... or it can mean "immaculate; without sin". Or, I suppose, both meanings can apply.

There was a thread a couple months ago from another newbie curious about his first session: The responses are basically in line with what you've seen here -- more details, but the underlying message is "Go for it!" As others have said, there and here, the Fortress is well suited to your needs. Communicate your fantasies, don't be embarrassed, be sure to mention any hard limits (things you won't do), and trust the experienced dommes of the Fortress to give you a thrilling experience.

Mistress Hadid, many thanks for your kind words! BlindGoat, in further reflecting on my own first time, I remembered something else -- the factor that finally prompted me to make the call. I had been going back and forth in my mind about whether to do it. After a long period of dithering, I finally decided that doing one session, as an experiment, couldn't possibly be worse than continued dithering. Based on your post, I'm guessing that you're in a similar situation. Your first post here was in 2018. You'll soon complete your fifth year of agonizing about a possible Fortress session. This indecision is obviously a source of unhappiness to you (as it was to me). So what you're doing now isn't working for you. If you visit the Fortress and decide that it's not your thing, you'll still be better off, because at least you'll know.

I agree, nothing to have shame about... but BlindGoat grew up in a society that thinks otherwise, and he can't completely escape that conditioning. BlindGoat, many of us subs have this problem. As a result, responsible BDSM practitioners understand the need for confidentiality. You can be completely confident that you won't be embarrassed by any disclosure of your fetish to anyone outside the Fortress. The Puritanical critics, telling you that you should be embarrassed, are in your own head. Tell them to get lost. For your session, you'll be in a room with a Mistress. It will be just the two of you there. Whatever the two of you enjoy is fine, regardless of what those other busybodies might say. You have a right to explore your own enjoyment. I was where you are. After years of jerking off to BDSM fantasies, I moved to New York. It took me a while to take advantage of my new reality: Never mind fantasy, there were real live women within a few miles of me who were ready, willing and able to make this a reality. At first, actually doing it just seemed inconceivable. Then I kept losing my nerve, as you describe. When I finally booked a session, I was a bundle of nerves. The good news that, within ten minutes after kneeling before her, I realized that waiting so long had been a mistake. I hope you have the same experience!

I have a suggestion for a first-timer, based on my own experience: Start a diary. After the session, write down (paper or keyboard) the basics -- Mistress name(s), session date and location, and a summary of what happened (including how you felt afterward). The summary might be a sentence or a full-fledged session review. Continue for every subsequent session. As you left the Fortress, you probably thought that you would always remember such an impactful event. It's true that a first session is memorable; I still remember my first session very vividly. Some that are more recent, however, have gotten a little blurry. I really wish I had kept the kind of record I suggest. My first session was pre-Internet. These days, you could also download a photo of each Mistress. I hope you had fun!