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Congratulations! Oh, and because I'm a believer in empiricism, I just electrical taped one forearm. Findings: kinda easy to get it too tight for sustained mummification, but otherwise totally doable. I don't think a zentai suit would be needed, just something for head and face, maybe.

I have the same triple coming up! I think three is going to great for the scene, since it's going to be party-themed. Everyone knows pinays love a party. It's why I've been visiting this board so much - I keep thinking about the upcoming session.

That thing has, I think moved through the three FF locations I've visited (was there another place before? I first visited in 2015.) I only noticed because it was mentioned on this forum. No one's ever tried to used it on me, I presume because it's known I can't do a lot of electro, even though I like it. I will consider signing up for HM Kang's electrical tape mummification. I haven't seen the Headmistress in the flesh since before pandemic!

I once did a session in Bangkok where two dommes "broke in" to my hotel room. I was supposed to be asleep, but I couldn't actually manage it, because I was too excited. The idea was they were supposed to extract from me the code to the room safe, which contained a teddy bear, that was a BS hotel "gift". One of the dommes took it with her though, so I had to pay the inflated price. In any case, if any domme I book at the Fortress has something they want to do, but never have, I would be more than delighted to be the guinea pig. My limits are few.

Oh, gosh, I don't want to sound braggy, but lots. My handle here is risotto and one I like is shrimp risotto. Cucumber juice is the "secret" ingredient. Black pepper mango chicken. Sous vide short ribs (David Chang inspired). That one takes three days. Bouillabaisse - also a lot of work. Thick steaks done sous vide than pan-seared. Ma po tofu (though I can't do it as well as Szechuan Mountain House.) Slow-cooked duck legs.

Oh, cooking I can do. I guess that's a skill. I do love cooking for people. Guests tonight! I guess that's my number one favorite IRL "service."

I have a booking! Looking forward to it!

I'm pretty sure I don't have any secret skills. And service, not really me, though I do enjoy being ordered to move furniture around and such. To the extent I have "skills" at all, I guess it would be my willingness to try pretty much anything that doesn't seem actually dangerous. I'm with Mae West, "I'll try anything once. Twice if I like it. Three times to make sure." I've been told I'm "calm" as a sub, so maybe that's a skill? I'm good in non-play emergencies/crises, unless certain triggers are present. But normally, I'm the calm one in the room.

My worst low points with depression. This is now 25 years back, thankfully. It can actually become like physical pain. I'm not sure that's even a simile - it's not clear to me that it doesn't literally overlap with physical pain. There isn't a safe word.

It was kind of a male-focused question, so no way I could possibly cast blame. Samurai were definitionally male, "cowboy" has "boy" sitting right there, and while, historically, there were definitely some female pirates, there weren't many.

Took much hierarchy, too many rules, for samurai. The swords are cool though. Actually, most European pirate ships were very egalitarian - many pirates were naval deserters who hated the extreme hierarchy in the navy. Captains were often elected and often ousted by the crew if they didn't produce results. Still, burning down towns and rape and such, not interests of mine. So, cowboy. Plus, my mother grew up on a cattle ranch and loved horses and two of my uncles were ranching right up until they died, so it's in my blood. If my mom hadn't moved away, I could have easily ended up as essentially a cowboy.

I'd like to think of myself as an owl, maybe a snowy owl, but I know that's not right. If I were an owl, I'd probably be a burrowing owl, though those little guys are fiercely protective and I appreciate them in their own way. Owls have superpowers, I don't. A snowy owl can hear a mouse a metre under the snow when it's ten metres in the air. More realistically, one of the corvidae, the family with jays, crows and ravens. Smart, social, not always nice, mostly omnivorous.

Birds. I love birds. They are little miracles, our tiny dinosaurs. There are birds who can remember, literally, 10,000 locations for stored food. There are birds that weigh nothing, but glimmer and hover and can shoot off like a comet. There are birds that are a comedy show trying to take of or land, but are deadly snakes underwater. There are birds blacker than any other black on earth because their potential mates can see UV and their feathers absorb that too. And there are birds like the scarlet macaw, where if you see a flock of thirty-some, you know it will always be an even number, because the pairs always stay together and no one knows what happens to the birds who lose a mate. Not that birds are some morally perfect animals. Ducks, in particular, have a generally outrageous level of sexual competition, leading to at least one species where the male has a penis longer than his overall body and a very substantial amount of duck-rape.

Hmm, interesting. I do not experience synesthesia. Impact play, for me, certainly has a layered sensory effect, which is why different implements have such different effects. There's the pain itself, and there's the feeling of impact and those don't always align, depending on the level of force and the tool. But I guess, for me personally, it's the D/S aspect that's more important.

I don't like the way chitin gets stuck in my teeth.

My relationship with cupcakes is unchanged. I haven't had that kind of awful supermarket frosting since going to birthday parties when I was a kid, but my hatred for it abides. Plus I don't really think of it as humiliation it's just, well I want to say "good clean fun," but that would be somewhat inaccurate.

Oooh, thank you, I really enjoyed that.

This thread reminded me of how much fun I'd had playing with food along with M. Dalisay at our previous session, so yesterday I made sure to bring a bag of groceries. It was absolutely fucking disgusting! I had a great time, so thank you Mistress. We learned a bunch of things, but one important one is that if one intends to use pudding as an artistic medium, it's best to check viscosity in advance.

Hmm. The Pendulum, The Tempest (top) /The Canvas (bottom). Rope Bunny 75%. Sadist came in a touch higher, which I totally do not believe. I'm a mini-sadist.

I did one two-hour food-centered session that was hilarious. Many, many things happened, but one bit stands out in memory. I had brought hideous supermarket frosted cupcakes. I was ordered to jerk off using the frosting as lube and then eat the frosting, while in the steel room cage. Being forced to eat that frosting was one of the meanest things a mistress has ever done to me.

To me, that's a purely semantic distinction, so that's entirely fine. I'm a switch, but I could never, ever, live in a D/S relationship, on either side. Not a criticism of those who want to. If that's how one would like to understand the meaning of submission, in the context of total submission, then I understand it. It's just not for me.

Then, perhaps in the context of a session, "punishment" isn't really the right word. My experience is similar to Karl's. I am submitting for my two (or more) hours, but it is contained. While I'm in that room I will do whatever I'm told, short of courting permanent damage, and I will take whatever I can. I'm a very obedient sub. But, for me, that world starts and ends with the little beeps on the door key pad.

Surely a big part of play is letting out parts of yourself that might be dangerous, might be unpleasant, might be unlikable, might be socially unacceptable, but in a safe, contained environment? Knowing where the monsters are is a kind of power.