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  1. Here's something I was thinking about today. I do push ups as part of my work. I started doing them in my early teens and haven't stopped. Currently I'm trying to do 300, on bars, every day. I used to do between 200 and 300 every other day but I changed that. When I was in the Army I could do 120 standard push ups in 2 minutes. So I was wondering what Mistress at the Fortress do you think can do the most push ups? They are all fit and in shape so It would be an interesting challenge, too me at least. If there was a contest I would be rooting for M Lu because she is the smallest (That would probably be until one of the other mistresses beat my ass down until I rooted for her. ) I'm a little guy and I have an affinity for anyone else of like stature, especially admirable females. So what says you? I think any of the mistresses would impress the hell out of all of us, but which one do you think could do the most? Here is a link to a young woman knocking the s&%t out of it with 63 push ups. Jay
  2. in all our adventures kinky or otherwise .. can it be said that the personality out shines the person seen bare before us? and if not so ..... what must become of this person?
  3. This past May was my first visit to the Fortress. I had no prior experience with the particular brand of play that the Fortress had to offer. Curiosity got the better of me, and I figured "what the hell, let's see what happens." Booking through Mistress Ree was straight forward, she was very helpful and informative. After reading through the Guest Forum, and following Mistress Ree's advice, I booked a two hour session with Mistress Zhao. Mistress Zhao was wonderful, she's quite the devious playmate. Emphasis on the word playmate. I can imagine the people who are reading this are interested in a very particular sort of play that is not for everyone. This sort of play is intimidating, it can be cold, sharp, restricting, and a whole host of other things that can make a person feel more than uncomfortable... As heavy as the play was, Mistress Zhao kept it fun and beyond enjoyable. Her having me describe what and how every setting on the shock-box felt like, is a memory I look back on as fondly, as I do painfully. Currently, I'm scheduled for another session, and I'm excited and anxious for what's to come. Mistress Zhao will be joined by Mistress Koi, and as nervous as I am, I can't wait for the fun to start.
  4. Yesterday I went to the barber. The barber and I had the usual chitchat, until suddenly she looked at my head with suspicion. 'Who has done you hair last time?!' she asked. 'Eh.. well... you did', I stammered. 'No, I didn't. I did not do this', she said determined, pointing at a certain spot on top of my head. She was right. With both shame and excitement I recalled the thrilling session I had with Mistress Zhao and Mistress Haru. I was visiting New York City for the first time (I’m European. English is not my first language, therefore I apologize if this report contains mistakes or awkward sentence structures). I had managed to make an appointment at the Fortress during my stay. I was staying in a hotel at walking distance from the Fortress. Before visiting the Fortress, I had some touristic activities on the agenda, among other things seeing the statue of liberty. Physically, I have indeed seen the statue of liberty. My mind was already in the Fortress at that time. I showed up at the Fortress with shaking hands. Once I was in the room, my nervousness made place for a positive tension. Mistress Zhao and Mistress Haru entered and their personalities really filled the room. I stood there humbly and they started to put me in my place. One of them grabbed my hair and pushed my face to the floor. I was to kiss the floor. The Mistress really rubbed my face over the carpet. It was made very clear to me what my position was. My hands, my arms actually, were bound. I had to push myself forward on the bondage table with the use of my face. Besides humiliating, that was quite exciting. Once in position, I was immediately inspected by both Mistresses. They were both kind of insulted that I was not really up to their standards in many ways. I felt so low, so dirty, then they continued to spit in my face. Mistress Haru and Mistress Zhao then started to discipline me. Even now when writing this, I get the shivers again. It was so damn mean and painful. I just cannot describe the feeling. It is very scary. I screamed and felt like crying. As a reward, both Mistress Haru and Mistress Zhao allowed me to view their stunningly beautiful bodies. It was a reward worth any pain. I do not say that as a slave, but just to describe correctly what I have seen. Still lying on the bondage table, the Mistresses had tremendous fun together and were laughing all the time. I can still hear their mean yet truly cheerful giggling. They made jokes on the fact that I would have horny men walking after me for the rest of the day, chasing that wonderful scent they put on my hair. Finally, I was allowed to come down from the bondage table and to sit on the floor. On all fours of course, with Mistress Haru riding my back. The Mistresses decided it was time I got blindfolded for a guessing game using my sense of smell only. I guessed wrong. That meant punishment again. The humiliation had not yet come to an end. I was to wear a tiny pink dress. Like a little ballerina. That’s exactly what I felt like: a little slutty ballerina. This feeling was increased when I got to wear a flower in my hair and heavy, slutty make up was smeared all over my face. By the time I got written on my body that I was a slut and a toilet, I did no longer feel like a slutty ballerina. I actually thought I was a toilet. In hindsight it is hard to believe that I was really convinced I was a toilet, but that’s the truth. I was no longer a human being. I was genuinely happy that Mistress Haru and Mistress Zhao made me a toilet. It was truly an honour, I have never felt more in place. It was funny to notice the difference between Mistress Zhao and Mistress Haru. Had the sense of smell game been about another sense, I would definitely have won. They filled a little plastic container meanwhile teasing me about the ‘magic ingredient’ that was still missing in this great cocktail. I was soon to find out about this ingredient, I truly believed I was a toilet therefore I had no difficulties accepting the wonderful cocktail the Mistresses and I had mixed together. It was simply my fate. After having a shower, I had a very nice and friendly conversation with Mistress Haru and Mistress Zhao. Besides excellent Mistresses, they turned out to be extremely kind and interesting persons. I was - and still am - very impressed by this. Sadly, I am not in NYC on a regular base, but whenever in NY, I am sure I will pay a visit to the Fortress. Furthermore… I hope the Mistresses consider starting a European branch!
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