sharklamb

Ill play that game. In my opinion, there are only two contenders for the best. One is Mistress Zhao, with the outline of an imposing dragon covering most of her torso. The other is Mistress Chan, with a beguiling stream of flowers drifting down her back. As much as I'd like to explore Mistress Zhao's dragon, I find the flowers infinitely more compelling. Do they have fragrance? Are they edible? I could imagine spending many hours contemplating the understated balance of her unbound bouquet.

I don't know which likes foot worship the most, but take a look at Miss Chan's feet. I'd worship those any day! www.fortressnyc.com/Players/Chan/Galler ... ay/012.jpg

I am mesmerized by the idea of putting myself at your service, but I am new to the scene. I don't know what would please you nor what I could withstand. So please pardon my impertinence in asking: What might my "real dose of teasing" entail? How will you determine if I have ample dedication to serve you? Is there any way to assure that I will leave fortified and enlightened as opposed to broken and despondent? Humbly, /_sHARKlAMB //

My response to Scrub: With all due respect to Mistress Kim, I prefer Mistress Chan's natural look any day of the week. And though I am enthralled by her look... I know that my fascination is more than just aesthetic. From her words, it is clear that Mistress Chan talks the talk, walks the walk, thinks the thought... She is "the real thing". To brutalize some metaphors -- most of the pictures on the site are worth the customary thousand words... but it's Mistress Chan, through her pictures and WORDS that could launch the proverbial thousand ships. But my response to Scrub is meaningless -- I am humbled that Mistress Chan responded to my post! She rightly pointed out that my apprehension is not an alibi, and that no glib words will obviate my obligation. I am thankful that I am far away now, because as much as I yearn for it, I still feel uncertain about taking that first step into the void of vulnerability.

I find myself checking the forum more and more... several times a day, wondering if Mistress Chan has written. I go back to her prior posts, elegant webs of candid thought and scorn; I look at her pictures -- her astounding look and enticing, natural body. She doesn't post much these days... is she teasing us with her distance? I feel I am being drawn in.

I browse through lots of pictures, and read all the posts... but I always come back to Mistress Chan. Her pictures are arresting, and her words here are simultaneously enchanting and provocative. I'm new to the scene and eager to get started, but I don't know what to expect, and am somewhat apprehensive. Every time I get to New York (about once every three or four weeks), I wonder if I should take the step and offer myself to her... but so far I haven't. Should I be punished for that? What sort of punishment would Mistress Chan dole out to someone like me? Hmmm... my dilemma seems to be comparable to a first confession -- what should one confess without having done wrong? Only in my case: what offense should I commit in order to warrant the optimal punishment?

What fetish do you think Spitzer paid $5500 to feed?