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I have been into BDSM sessions in New York since 2000. There are two aspects of the Fortress which are unique: 1) It is spotlessly clean and 2) the dommes are extremely well-trained. At the old Jasmine's--since closed--I was handcuffed with police metal cuffs and about to be hoisted off the floor. I had to tell the domme that it would cause permanent nerve damage if she were to do so. So--clean and professional at the Fortress. Also--the dommes are stunningly attractive.
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Who was the first Mistress you sessioned with?
Who was the last (most recent) Mistress you served?
For both Mistresses (if they are two different people):
What is her name?
How old were you?
How did you find her?
Why did you choose to serve her?
Where did you session (city? country? dungeon? apartment? hotel?)?
If these are two different Mistresses, how do they differ? Do their differences reflect your own growth/changes in BDSM?
If your "now and then" Mistress is one of the same- consider yourself extremely lucky :-)
1. First Mistress I served was in New Orleans, and she and her husband ran the dungeon.
2. The latest was Mistress Rey from the Fortress at the new location.
3.Alas, it was so long ago--1995(?) that I've forgotten the name of my first mistress. Of course, Mistress Rey is unforgettable.
4. 47 the first time, 68 with Mistress Rey.
5. The first mistress and her husband ran the only dungeon in NOLA at the time. Mistress Rey I had seen before at Fortress.
6. I went to the first mistress at her dungeon on a dare from a woman I was seeing at the time who would add some very light BDSM-ish tricks to our sex together, using her fingers, lips and teeth, my leather belt and once an Hermes tie. I wanted to "one-up" her, so I went to a professional dungeon in NOLA, a city where I had a business trip. When I told my girlfriend, she was shocked, gasped, and then said "Tell me all about it. Leave nothing out." Mistress Rey is beautiful and memorable.
7. Always, from the first, I only go to a professional, fully equipped dungeon. Never an hotel or apartment with "makeshift" equipment and the domme shushing the screams. I attended a "lifestyle" gathering in a house whose basement was fully equipped as a dungeon--as professional as any I've seen. Otherwise, always and only at a professional dungeon.
8. How do they differ? The first mistress needed coaching during the session from a very professionally trained bystander--not me. Mistress Rey and all the dommes are professional and skillful. I, candidly, have always expected professional and skilled dommes. The only changes would be when I learned something from a domme and would pass the suggestion onto the next domme.
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I have had bastinado at the Fortress, my soles whipped until I begged for mercy. The dommes at Fortress are superb.
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It's called "topping from the bottom". The "bottom" controls the session, not the "top" when the safe word is over-used. The safe word is a flat "STOP". You may consider shouting out another word to warn the top that you are nearing the edge and that the top should "slow down". Alternatively, and candidly, I've found that early in my BDSM stages, I'd shout out the "safe word" in a moment of elation, when I really meant
don't stop, don't stop.
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It's called "topping from the bottom". The "bottom" controls the session, not the "top" when the safe word is over-used. The safe word is a flat "STOP". You may consider shouting out another word to warn the top that you are nearing the edge and that the top should "slow down". Alternatively, and candidly, I've found that early in my BDSM stages, I'd shout out the "safe word" in a moment of elation, when I really meant
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I visited Singapore in the mid-70's. It was an amazingly diversified little island--ethnic Chinese, Malays, Indians, Brits.
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As I've said many times, the women at Fortress are not only beautiful, erotically skilled, but extremely intelligent and worldly. I know of the "cello" Man Ray, which was alluded to in Warren Beatty's Town and Country, with a nude woman playing the cello, but the others were true revelations. Thank you, as always.
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SOunds like you had a very supportive girlfriend> Did you two try your own interrogation scene?
Mistress Katz,
You are a very careful reader of these forum comments, as I had made my preference for prisoner interrogation known in another thread. Propriety limits how descriptive I can be about sessions with my girlfriend. Suffice it to say, we used my thick leather belt to tie wrists to wooden headboards and then slick lubricated fingers inserted and twisted painfully, sharp teeth nibbling away, while other organs were being pleasured. More "Warden having their way with the prisoner". I look forward to a session with you. Brainy women are incredibly erotic.
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I checked out this article on vice about how people discover their fetishes, which brings me to the place of asking you guys how you discovered yours.
Check out the article.
https://www.vice.com/en_us/article/we-asked-people-how-they-discovered-their-sexual-fetishes-511
I was having a very torrid affair with a woman that I had met on an airplane on her way to New Orleans. She introduced me to "the dark side" as she called it, with her teeth and fingers. After a couple of years, I decided to "one-up" her and went to a commercial dungeon in New Orleans, run by a husband and wife team. The session lasted over two hours and involved both a female dominatrix and the male dominant owner, in a detailed pre-arranged prisoner-interrogation scene, involving bastinado, heavy electrical, and strap-on rape. When I smugly told my girlfriend what I had done, she was shocked, stunned, and then demanded a detailed recitation of every minute of the session. The sex following this was the best.
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This whole thread is fascinating and, as always, I am deeply impressed with the Mistresses' insights. But--a point of curiousity: I believe that there has been a generational change in the attitude between men and women: those of us who are "Boomers" can't imagine a man and a woman sharing a bed without their being sex involved. We surely remember the older generation--WW2, for instance--getting all hot and sweaty just looking at Rita Hayworth's legs. And yet--a friend of mine, also a Boomer--told me that I was simply wrong when I relayed to him that a close female relative of 16, on touring Europe, met an English boy on a train and the two split the cost of a hotel room--and nothing happened. The relative had written about it in her letters and I--apparently--was the only one who thought that surely there must have been some "hanky-panky". My friend told me--and I have since become convinced--that those born in the 1980's and younger, simply take a far more relaxed view. Males feel no obligation to "make a pass" at every female to prove their masculinity and females simply don't see establishing their attraction to the opposite sex rates as highly as other aspects in their lives.
Am I as "out of it" as Ronald Reagan was when he referred to women as the "superior sex"?
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And why was the book never made into a good movie? Yes, there was that catastrophe from 1975, but you would think that the French--Godard,Chabrol, Roehmer,Agnes Varda, Jacques Rivette--would have produced a major film. Surely, there was nothing in "O" that Rivette didn't show in his movie with a nude Jane Birkin and a luscious Beart?
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Do you think that chopsticks are superior to western eating utensils?
No, but I do consider Chinese culture superior to most existing Western cultures as indicated by Chinese cuisine. The French intellectual/anthropologist Claude Levi-Strauss in The Raw and the Cooked argued that the more highly "processed and cooked" the food of a specific culture was made was indicative of the level of civilization that the culture had obtained. Ergo--grilled beef on an open mesquite grill in Texas--where you can see it is a hunk of meat from a cow--is indicative of a far lower level of civilization than the cubed meat, shaped dough, steamed dumplings of Chinese cuisine, which look positively otherworldly by comparison. And I was the only Caucasian at 1 AM on the docks in Hong Kong eating for one Hong Kong dollar everything that the stall owners who clustered around me were offering.
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I became aware of the British view of the "chopstick" versus the "spoon" culture when I toured South East Asia in 1973. The British believed that the Chinese should be the administrators of Malaya because the "chopstick" culture was superior to the happy-go-lucky Malay "spoon" culture. So the Malays became the rubber tappers and the Chinese the administration in the Colony.
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Mistress,
An amazing video--far more powerful thanks to its brevity than The Night Porter with Dirk Bogard and Charlotte Rampling. How did you find it? As to the power of women over ideology--Josephine Baker received the French military honor of the Croix de Guerre and was made a Chevalier of the Legion d'honneur by Charles de Gaulle for her work socializing and more with members of the Axis powers and later with members of the German occupation of Paris during World War 2--which protected her from arrest while getting some information--all the while working assiduously for Deuxieme Bureau and later delivering messages and more for the French Resistance. One would have thought that members of the Third Reich would have recognized a "non-Aryan", but noooo. She had a wonderous derriere, for which she was renowned.
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Having spent three years in Asia--Korea, Hong Kong, Thailand, Singapore, Bali--before most of the Players were born, there is no need to convince me of the beauty of Asian and Eurasian women.
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Although I had my first session with Mistress Kang in 2006, as a member of Sluts of Mistress Kang on Yahoo, I had been away from Fortress since 2009. I returned a week ago and through the insightful suggestion of Mistress Ree, I had a nude session with Mistress Rey. I give a more detailed review in the Devotee Forum. Suffice it to say, Mistress Rey is absolutely gorgeous--every inch of her body. She is an amazing mixture of eroticism, seduction, intelligence, menace, dominance, and succor. Succor? you might wonder. After a brutal session-- that left me in a puddle on the round padded platform--she nursed me back into being able to make it to the shower to clean up. And this was the same woman who attacked with a tigress' ferocity, a thin rope, cane, high-heel, and electricity. She is amazingly skilled in the art of BDSM and eroticism. "The memory of all that, no, no, they can't take that away from me."
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Not that many, but I have had a row of 8 surgical needles inserted through the skin of the shaft, and then yarn tying the 8 needles together so that it looked like a trussed Thanksgiving turkey. It gave infinitely more pleasure to the two mistresses, who congratulated themselves on their handiwork, than it did to me.
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I am a domme, there is so much I wonder about- how the bottom feels. How does that electricity feel on the skin? Whats the feeling of the cane, the single tail, the paddle? Those steel nails? So I decided to focus on bondage: by shadowing shibari enthusiasts and 'riggers' to improve my skills.I realized something amazing about bondage that I was not aware of. That incredible subspace one can enter during the act of being tied up. That feeling of security, of letting go all control and feeling bonded with your partner. So far in my sessions, and sometimes because of time constraints, bondage in a session is introduced as a gateway to another another act, rather than an activity in itself. (Tied down for corporal punishment for example) So this weekend, I experienced bondage as an act in itself, and it was amazing.I watched as the top ran ropes sensually along the bottom's skin letting them focus on the knotted texture of the rope. The remarked when they closed their eyes, it felt like cool (benign of course) snakes coiling around them, keeping them safe. Once they were snug in a chest harness, they were tied to a suspension rig and gently lifted off their feet. They remarked afterwards how relaxing it was to let go of control and how it gave them a sense of peace. They found it surprising because they always imagined to feel anxious if they lost their freedom to move, tightly bound in rope.In another workshop on a sunny Sunday by the pool, the experience was more erotically charged. The top used hemp rope to tie an intricate Shibari chest harness with the female subs hands tied behind her back. He gently rubbed the rope back and forth across her chest as he tied her securely. I could see her body melting against his as she fell into subspace, it was as if nothing existed for her but the ropes and her Dominant. He teased her nipples by pinching them between two ropes and gliding them along her chest, which illicted moans. At moments he would tie knots with a little violence, pulling her sharply, to remind her of her submissive position to him. Once tied, he ran ice along her back and nipples, (which must have been extra enjoyable as it was very hot and sunny that day.) Every part of tying, wrapping her in rope, tying knots, even untying and aftercare- was done to pleasure her.Anyway, hope my story about my weekend inspired you as well, and feel free to add your experience with sensual bondage. I cant wait to incorporate some more sensuality in my next opportunity to tie someone.
Mistress,
Your description of the eroticism for both the dominant and the submissive in shibari rope restraint is true--but not a universal phenomenon. Personally, I prefer quick restraints--handcuffs, linked chain with D-rings, wrist and ankle cuffs--to the long process of rope restraint, both as a submissive and when I've dominated. I watched a dom use special rope to tie up his submissive and it is true--both became aroused by the mere act of tying the restraint, even before any more profound BDSM activity.
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As to the kebab spit-roasting: turn about is fair play. Why do you think he was called "Vlad the Impaler"? Society has progressed enough to have equal opportunity skewering.
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The British author Graham Greene, who wrote The Quiet American, wrote that Eurasian women are the most attractive in the world. The slimness and lithe figures and exotic eyes of the Asian are filled out with curves in all the right places with the European fleshiness. How Mistress Kang is able to get so many beautiful and accomplished women together is beyond me. I was going to brag that I spent three years in Asia--Korea, Hong Kong, Thailand, Singapore, Bali--sampling the delights of Asian women before most of the women at Fetish Fortress were born, but I have been trumped by some of the other male posters. Mistress Rey who I sessioned with is French/Chinese and absolutely beautiful everywhere. Incidentally, Western women are jealous of the trim figures of young Asian women.
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I actualized my fetishes fairly late. When I was well past 40, a girlfriend I would meet in New Orleans would playfully twist my nipples and insert her fingers into my anus and twist while we had vanilla missionary intercourse. She challenged me to go further to "The Dark Side", and I did, having my first two hour BDSM session in New Orleans with a dominatrix and a dominant who owned a commercial dungeon in New Orleans. From then on, I regularly indulged.