Dannyboy

Dear Ms. Kang: I just had my quarterly shock therapy session. (ECT or electro-convulsive therapy.) My memory is a little jumbled but I would guess Nikki Park. You shoulda asked yesterday. Dannyboy

Dear Ms. Kang: It seems that I already sent in a reply but it is nowhere to be found. I will try my best to recapture what I said. I go by a certain code. I have been privy to certain personal and private information about a number of Mistresses over the years. I am honor bound to keep secrets even if I no longer session with any of those Mistresses. Any Mistess who tries to get me to talk about things deemed private or secret will lose me as a client if my firm no is unacceptable. I can think of a hypothetical situation in which a Mistress could interfere with my vanilla life, for instance, and that would invalidate the sense of honor between us. Since it hasn't happened so far I doubt it will ever happen in my lifetime. Now if I ever wrote my memoirs I would have to disguise the identities of the Ladies to protect them. Jessy Kang would be someone obscure like "the tall, busty, blonde, Chinese Mistrees who has her own dungeon in Chinatown and who is referred to by her Chinese name by her landlord." In that way I would preserve her secrecy and still tell my story. Dannyboy

My heart is aching to return. Dannyboy

Dear Ms. Rey: Bondage (and) Discipline For Masochists. Anyway, only the F train stops near the Fortress. Dannyboy

Hmmmmm! A butcher shop with a sign "Our meat can't be beat?" Dannyboy

Jay: We went through a much easier process simulating an abandon ship exercise. Just jumping in, with swimming trunks, swimming a distance and staying afloat for a period of time (while waiting to be picked up by a lifeboat.) In either situation the fear of the water is the common denominator. Dannyboy

Historically my favorite spot was "Bad Babies" or Les Enfantes Terribles. It no longer exists but, as you know, we dined there as well as Vu, Quan, Mayumi, Senju and Manpeach either with me or with us. Dannyboy

Now I remember! It was Popeye and Olive Oyl. A little cartoon book. So, what does Popeye do when his dick gets hard? He sticks it in Olive Oil. Dannyboy

Dear Ms. Kang: My dungeon activities revolve around a few specific actions and a few specific themes. Therefore, it is not difficult to know what is going to happen. In some cases, when more than one Mistress is involved, there may be other factors that bring the activity outside the norm. The last time I did a couples session Ms. Rey put a sound blocking headset over my ears while she and my young lady conspired over the next set of activities. I think the activities from our distant past that included Ms. Vu tended to be more unpredictable because she was mischievous so often and changed the course of the session. Gotta go. The evil one just arrived. Dannyboy

Jay... On a couple of occasions I "puked" from exhaustion in a long distance race. I was my own worst "drill sergeant." I went through Navy bootcamp and survived a tough but fair company commander. You had to be able to swim to get through bootcamp. Some of the recruits couldn't swim. They taught you by throwing you in the pool and stepping on your fingers if you tried to get out. No one drowned and everyone could swim, eventually. Dannyboy

Dear Ms. Fang: That should be a task left to the Mistress in the best of all worlds. Dannyboy

Adam: The description that the Headmistress sent me in the beginning described her as tall. The heels she wore made her seem even taller. Dannyboy

Dear Ms. Kang: I had no misconceptions about you and Vu. I enjoyed the fact that you laughed the way you did. That was icing on the cake. Vu seemed upbeat and giddy the day I met her and surpassed that assessment as our history unfolded. Mina Jung had a something mystical that could never be portrayed in images. Seeing was believing. Ms. Shankar impressed me far beyond the images. She also reminded me of someone from my past and that haunts me a bit. Dannyboy

Dear Ms. Kang: Never read it and never saw the movie. Dannyboy

Dear Ms. Rey: I will have to locate the photos from that shoot and show them to you next time I see you. Dannyboy

I can see why Mistresses were invented after seeing this sterile depiction. Dannyboy

Dear Ms. Rey: That quote came from "Take The Money and Run." It wasn't a particularly good film but I enjoy watching it every once in a while. It's in my permanent collection. Dannyboy

Dear Ms. Rey: Face down on a spanking bench. I actually have photos somewhere of a session that was photographed by a scene photographer. I was secured to a spanking bench by a Japanese Mistress/shibari expert and received a caning during that part of the session. Photos of that session appeared on the Mistress's website and also the website of the photographer. The photographer was a Japanese female who was also a sub/switch. Dannyboy

I am not attuned to that kind of session. Rest assured, though, that you are in capable hands of the Mistress and the Fortress. Trust yourself and trust in your Mistress. Dannyboy

A L: I like to keep my secret life secret. I would be too embarrassed, and even worse, the secrecy is a necessary component to enjoying what I do. If it were out and accepted I might feel that there is no longer a reason to keep going with it. As to people accepting "plausible" explanations, I think many people would rather not believe the obvious explanation and welcome more elaborate and plausible explanations. Dannyboy

Welcome to the Fortress. Perhaps this is the beginning of a long and liberating journey. Dannyboy

Dear Ms. Fang: Makes me wonder why something that can feel so good is considered to be so bad. Reminds me of a Woody Allen film in which the psychiatrist asked him if he thought sex was dirty. The reply: "It is if you're doing it right." Dannyboy

Dear Ms. Fang: Every religion has its own rules concerning sex and its purpose. I produced one Catholic and two atheist babies. One could view religion as an instrumentality of social control. I wonder if Adam and Eve had any rules about sex? Imagine if she had not listened to the serpent and didn't eat the fruit of the Tree of Knowledge? No Fortress, no kids, no wars and immortality in the Garden of Eden. Dannyboy

Jay: Sometimes they perch in trees overnight and shit on any cars that might be parked below. I see turkeys around here quite a bit. Sometimes I see geese and occasionally a deer. My young lady once wanted to pet a turkey but I explained that she might get hurt. I marvel at how easily they cross streets with heavy traffic. One turkey actually stands in the middle of the lane while the others walk single file to the other side. Every once in a while a turkey gets splattered all over the road. Dannyboy