captyveny

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.

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.

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.

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"?