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Connecting with a couple

By sheer coincidence I came in contact with a couple on Fetlife.

Both are relatively newbies when it comes to BDSM. Johnny and June are eager to learn. Their dynamic is Top/bottom. Johnny enjoys rope play and June loves being a lust slave. There is more about them of course but the contact we have is still young.

I’m in contact with Johnny and he informs June and I inform Princess.

Playing with a couple was Princesses’ original proposal when we started talking about including other people in our scenes. At that time I did not find that a good idea. Including a man was plan B.

Finding that man and organizing a play scene was relatively easy and straightforward. Princess and I enjoyed playing with The Stranger, a submissive, and The Stranger 2, a switch in a dominant role, very much.

Organising a scene with a couple is a whole different ballgame. It wouldn’t if it was such sex like in swinging.

But this is BDSM and finding stuff we all enjoy. It makes it much more a challenge. I like that.
What’s the idea?

I would set up a scene with June while Johnny watches. For Johnny it is about pleasuring June with a good act and observing and learning.

So far so good.

But what about Princess?
She and June are straight.

Princess suggested she could help me like dropping wax over June on my command. That too was a no go for June. She does not like to be dominated by a woman.

Johnny hinted he, June and Princess could write assignments on pieces of paper and Princess would draw them. She did not like the idea as she wants to play a submissive role. So choosing assignments for me does not feel right for Princess.

Princess suggested I would play with them both. That could be a workable path but I haven’t a clue yet about a titillating scenario.

Princess also wants to know what I’ll be doing in my scene with June. Princess is horrified with the idea I would repeat our scenes with June.

I explained Princess it would be different because June’s desires are different too, her buttons different. But at the moment I am unaware of them. So I can’t say in what direction I want to go yet.
Furthermore we need to meet first, the four of us. Talk, have a few drinks and see if there is a mutual click.

I know Princess has an open mind about all this. Yet there are a few issues.
I would like to compare it with a person dreaming about doing a base-jump. When you are standing, there, all secured, jumping might look completely different from what you’ve imagined.

November 2016. Princess watched me tying The Stranger during our first play evening. After he left Princess told me she had experienced envy, maybe even jealousy. It was about the tying which she found was our private experience. Feeling like that had surprised her.

I believe there to be another issue and it is something I can completely understand.
Princess is my sub and I am her Dom. Playing with June might feel like cheating even if Princess is present.

Johnny and I have still a few things to tackle. The most important is how to include Princess actively in the scene without this being threat to June but very pleasurable for Princess. Then there is his role during and after the scene.

How about sex? For June and Johnny this is a yes. I would happily tag along too but I’m not sure about Princess.

The most important hurdle is Princess accepting me playing with another sub. With accepting I mean the emotional impact. True, I’m having some issues myself with the idea.

The last thing I want to do is to bring our relationship in danger.

Johnny and I continue discussing the event. A few days ago we phoned. We agreed to keep it short but ended talking for about an hour.
That is a good thing.

I like the way he thinks, his respect, his input. I’m looking forward meeting him. And June of course.

Princess, June, Johnny and I will meet on a Saturday evening in a BDSM club for drinks. If all goes well we can enjoy a kinky evening without excluding some basic mutual activity. If it goes no further, than I hope we still have a new friendship to harbour.

If for some reason there is no common ground or worse, we are all grown-ups and we’ll be playing separately and enjoy a great evening too.

This is an interesting and challenging road. I like doing this.
Connecting with kindred spirits and setting up hot play scenario’s as I did with The Stranger and The Stranger 2.

I believe this could be a fun experience and I’m sure we’ll be all learning something.

The Suffering of Princess
Model: Lena Rogerdottir / Setup & image: Me

Future plans

Next year is almost there.

We’ll have to get past the Christmas season first. The dying breath of 2017 brings the inevitable news shows with their annual looking back programs.
Then countdown.
Kisses, champagne, cheers, wishes, and fireworks.

Me?
I’ll be glad when everything will be back to normal.

2017.
We had a fascinating and very sexy year, Princess and I. We matured, we evolved and discovered new pleasures.

Princess and I grew closer and our love intensified and deepened even more.

I helped Princess deepen and liberate her sexuality by unlocking a hidden door buried deep in her most secret fantasies.
Princesses’ birthday was marked by her very first threesome with The Stranger and me. It was an incredible, hot, and very positive experience.

Later I introduced The Stranger 2 and after an intense BDSM scene I let him use Princess while I watched and gave her assignments.
That too was a very intense experience for the both of us. I’m pretty sure Sid, The Stranger 2, did too.

Recently I took Princess to a swingers club. In a D/s play between us both I offered her.
Two men enjoyed Princess.
For Princess and I it was an insane and very enjoyable evening. Back home Princess confessed she had enjoyed the evening even more than she could have ever imagined.

Maybe next year we’ll be closing a circle too. It started a few years ago when we started imagining having an extra play partner. Princess thought it would be safe to experiment with a couple. I understood why but I thought it would be cumbersome. I had other plans, other desires, other ideas. At that time though I wasn’t ready yet to tell her I wanted her to have sex with another man.

2,5 years ago, a couple, friends of us, proposed a woman/woman scene. Princess and I talked about it for a while. Princess isn’t even remotely bi-curious but kept an open mind. The more we discussed it the lesser I liked the idea.

Finally I told her about my preference, an extra man.
Princess liked the idea but wanted to try the woman/woman thing. A few days before the event the inviting couple had to cancel due to an accident. It was postponed but finally it never happened.

But the idea of The Stranger was conceived. It took me about a year of mind play before I was sure Princess would love it.

The swingers club we visited is for active couples because they invite a number of single men too. That’s why I took Princess there.

Princess told me I was free, and here I am paraphrasing a well-known President, to grab some pussy too.
Thank you, Princess, but I am not interested.

I’d prefer playing with a second slave or sub and because Princess isn’t into women.
To counter that I’m using Princesses’ original idea.
A couple.

Since a few weeks I am in contact with a couple. They seem interesting and compatible with us. We haven’t met yet though.

Princess and I have been discussing the possibilities but it is not without issues for Princess.

I’ll deepen all this out in a future post.

Three little knots…

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Sometimes shit happens

Saturday, December 9.
For this evening I had planned a play evening with Princess at The Stranger’s place. He and I had exchanged ideas by mail.

The scenario I had created was scorching hot. Princess would be dominated and used. Spanking, rope, cock sucking, crawling, begging, fucking and finally a threesome. The works.

This morning I packed my bag with a few floggers, the fuck stick, a few vibrators, some rope and rubbers. Of course I did not forget Princesses’ red kneeling cushion, collar, and leash.

Then I texted The Stranger asking if 21:00 would be okay. In fact I hadn’t heard from him since Monday when I mailed him instructions. He had answered me he hardly could wait.

Half an hour later The Stranger texted me back. He could not receive us because past night he suddenly had become ill. He told me he was very sorry but we could meet on another weekend.

It would have been our fifth play evening.
Sure, shit does happen.
Yet I was almost certain this would happen. It was not the first time he cancelled a play evening on a last-minute notice.

I needed to reschedule and texted Princess a few options. 
We both felt very unhappy as we were really looking forward for some hot action.

This evening I am taking Princess to a sauna we visit quite often.
Yet I would have loved going to a swingers club. For some reason though I did not put in my list of proposals for Princess.
I don’t know why and now I’m kind of regretting it.

Ah well, sauna is great too.

Escalator

The Stranger 2 – Sid – Part 3

I push Princess on her back. She can’t move her arms, she is helpless.
I grab her ankles and push them apart.
“Stay put,” I say, “don’t go anywhere. There is some delicious cock coming your way.”
“I can’t wait, Milord,” she smiles.
That’s my girl.

Dressed in my black boxer short I walk back to the living room. I give Sid a few instructions and then we head back to the bedroom.

His breathing deepens when he sees Princess lying on the bed, legs spread, arms tied over her breasts. Blindfolded.

“You know what to do,” I tell him. “I’ll prepare this little slut for you.”

While Sid undresses I get on the bed, next to Princess.

I kiss Princess gently, caress her while my hand slides down between her legs. I feel the warm moistness and when my fingers enter she gets even wetter.

Princess moans softly.

“Are you ready?”
“Yes Milord, I can’t wait.”

While I move my fingers in and out her soaking cunt Sid gets on the bed.
“She’s ready for you, Sid. Be a good boy and fuck her as hard as you can.”

I get up a little and watch how Sid holds his huge cock and rubs it against Princesses’ clit. Then he pushes it in, very slowly like I asked him so I can enjoy this moment at its fullest.

Sid immediately goes deep and his thrusts are hard and almost violent.
I hold Princess, my hand on her throat and I feel Sid’s vicious fucking vibrating through her body into mine. Now and then I kiss her or watch Sid. His face is red and sweaty but he smiles and winks at me.

Sid switches to a higher gear. He isn’t fucking Princess anymore. The guy has become a mad rapist. Princess yells, screams, mutters a thousand times “oh my god”, yelps, pants, searches my mouth for soothing kisses. Her hands grabbing me so she knows I am there.

After what seems like an eon he comes. I notice how he pulls back immediately and checks the reservoir before removing the rubber.

Princesses’ heart is beating like mad. She turns on her side, grabs me, kisses me.
“This was great,” she mutters, “thank you, thank you.”

Then I notice what that little voice has been nagging about somewhere deep in my head while we were playing.
I don’t have an erection. Didn’t get one the whole evening. Hell, I’m dying to fuck Princess, but I can’t. I don’t know what is wrong. Everything is so hot, an awesome real-life porn flick and I can’t get a hard on!

Sid gets back on the bed. Princess is still lying on her side, holding me. He finds a way to get in and immediately starts raping her again. This time his thrusts are even more violent and the whole bed is shaking like if an earthquake is going on.

Princess tries to be as close to me as she can. Kissing, holding my hand, pushing herself closer against my body.
Her screams, moans, yelps are louder this time. It is clear she is in fuck-heaven. Hell, the vibrations in my body run over my spine. They are so intense it feels like I am being fucked.

Princess orgasms, mutters some kind of thank you, then comes again.

Sid pulls back. He has shot another load in Princess.

He smiles, winks at me. Clearly he is having a great time too.
So am I albeit I wish my cock would be happy too. It remains limb though.
I am sweating like a butcher yet I haven’t done anything.

Princess is smiling, floating deep in fuck-space.
“Had enough?” I whisper, while caressing her head, holding my hand on her jaw.

“No, Milord. Can I have more please?”

“Sure. How do you want it?”

My Princess slut is tireless. She makes me so proud, this little hot and beautiful fuck toy.

She answers by rolling on her belly and pushing up her delicious ass.
“You decide which hole The Stranger can use,” she teases me.

Sid is on the bed again.
Princess pushes her behind up higher.
I pull her buttocks open and we both look at Princesses’ little arsehole. I’m sure it is eager to be fucked too.

I remove the plug and lube her little hole.

Then I watch Sid push his huge and fat cock in it.

It goes in completely, as if Princess is sucking it in.

He puts his coarse hands on her buttocks and starts fucking. Then uses one hand to reach under Princesses’ belly to play with her clit.

The moaning, yelping, screaming, and “oh my gods” are even louder than before.
This is too much and I get out of bed and get some distance in order to have a better view.

God this is so hot I can’t find the proper words to describe what I feel, what I am witnessing.

Princess is getting raped in the arse and she is enjoying it so much.

It is so beautiful to watch. I am so happy Princess and I can share this sexual freedom, this hotness. (my cock is still on strike)

I am proud of my Princess. My feelings for her deepens even more. Wow, this is my wife. She gives me so much pleasure. So much love. So much of everything.

Sid looks at me. Smiles again, winks. I’m sure he is in heaven too.
Princess truly is a great and enjoyable fuck.

I get back on the bed so Princess feels I’m close. So she can feel safe.

Then it is over.
Sid utters a deep grunt while he ejaculates a fourth time.

Princess sinks down on the bed. She pants heavily, her heartbeat is racing. She is hot and sweaty and smiling.

I hold her, caress her, kiss her gently.
Princess is fucked right of this world.

On the other side of the bed Sid makes a questioning sign with his hands. He too notices Princess has had enough.
I nod.

He raises his thumb and gets dressed.
I get out of bed and lead him to the front door.
I thank him and promise him feedback.
Hell, he has been great.
Cum again I think while I shut the door closed.

Back in bed I am able to get an erection that does hold long enough to make love with Princess. She orgasms.
“Your completely mine again,” I smile before we kiss.

We talk for a while.
Princess loved the whole scene. Her undressing she found particularly sexy and hot.
The sex felt as rape and made it even hotter for her.
I tell her how proud I am of her. How much I love and care for her.
We kiss and kiss.

We spoon and fall asleep.
I hold Princess close to me.
She is my precious jewel, my love.

Later that night, or maybe early morning, it was still hot outside but it was raining.

A loud sound of rolling thunder has pulled me out of a deep sleep.

There is was again. Menacing, deep and loud.
Wait. No, that isn’t thunder.
I start sensing pain in my lower abdomen.
It is my intestines that are making that sound.

At noon the next day I feel very sick. I drop Princess off at her place.
Go to sleep.
At 3 PM I have an appointment with my doctor.  The 10’ drive is hard. My legs feel like rubber, I’ve a fever, I feel exhausted. While waiting I almost faint. It seems I have a viral infection.

I barely make it back home.
I go to bed and stay there till the next morning.

After that I get better.
Thinking back on that evening back with The Stranger 2 gives me a rock-hard cock again.

Hell, I made it.
I’ll live to fuck again.
Where are you, Princess?

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The Stranger 2 – Sid – Part 1

Tuesday, August 29.
Evening.
The day has been hot. Up to 92° F.

I feel tired. Went mountain biking this morning. Started doing this just a few days ago. Still have to build up my condition.

It is hot in the apartment too. I’m sweating like a mule. I don’t feel 100% okay but I guess it is the warmth, the thick, moist, and sticky air, the long ride this morning.

Princess is ready and waiting in the bedroom. She is wearing a white shirt, no bra. The black skirt ends above her knees. Under it a white lace panty, lace stockings and a garter belt.
Hair in a high ponytail. Blindfold. Black pumps ready.
She is sitting on the bed and feeling quite exited.

I told her that after the play scene I would ask her if she was still hot and eager. If so I would ask what she would like next. The answer would be something like getting fucked. If she’d say she had enough it would end there.

It would give Princess the opportunity to end or continue the evening in a gentle way towards our visitor.

Sid is right on time. I like that.
I lead him into the living room. I offer him a drink. We talk for a while. All the doors are open so Princess can hear us.

“I’ll go and fetch her,” I tell Sid.
In the bedroom I help Princess in her pumps and lead her to the living room.

I help her in a kneeling position next to me and offer her a glass of wine.

Then I sit down next to Sid again.

I tell Sid Princesses’ safe word is red. Also I remind Princess that she is not allowed to orgasm and not to speak unless for direct question. Also I make it clear to Princess that her only task this evening is to give us a great time, to serve us in every way we wish.

I love watching her, kneeling at my side in such a beautiful submissive position. Princess is just perfect.

“Isn’t she a beauty?” I ask Sid.
“Indeed,” he sighs.
“She has a gorgeous body as you soon will discover.”
The bulge in his pants an unspoken answer.
“She is also an avid little cocksucker and a great fuck,” I tell him.
“I’m pretty sure she is.”
“And you know what is even better than a beautiful woman?”
He looks at me with a questioning look.
“Hell Sid, a naked beautiful woman.”

We both laugh. Princess remains still, does not move.

I get up.
“Come,” I tell Princess and help her stand up.
I lead her to a standing position, a few feet from Sid who’s still sitting on the couch.
Princess is facing him but she can’t see him because of her blindfold.

Sid’s breathing is deeper now, his eyes all over Princess. I can almost feel his lust, his carnal hunger for her body. I’m sure he can’t wait to fuck her. But he’ll has to be patient. First we play.

“Spread your legs, slut,” I tell Princess and crouch down behind her. I slide my hands under her skirt and gently pull down her panty to her knees.

Once again I sit down next to Sid. We enjoy our glass of wine.
“Grab the bottom of you skirt and pull the front up. I want you to show your pussy to Sid. But do it slow. We want to enjoy it.”
“Yes Milord.”

Princess moves her hips, moves her hands, and plays with the skirt. She pulls it up, higher and higher. I am mesmerized by Princesses’ movements. I know she picked up some teasing moves from a burlesque workshop her daughters attended.

When the skirt is up high enough to show her pussy she stops moving.
Stand still.
Waits.

“And?” I ask Sid.
“Wow,” he replies.
“Lovely pussy, not?”
“Oh yes,” he sighs.
“Come.”
We get up and he moves towards Princess.

“Why don’t you explore her slit with your finger?” I say and grab Princess firmly by her ponytail.
Sid pushes his index finger in her mouth and then starts exploring Princesses’ pussy.
He is good at it.
Soon Princess is moaning.
I look at Sid. He smiles. Winks.
Moves a little more with his hand.
Princess moans even more now.
I tug at her ponytail. “Don’t you dare to cum.”
“No Milord,” she whispers.
“And?” I ask Sid.
“She’s wet already,” he replies.
I smile. Princess had become a hot little slut and I am so very proud of her.

After a while I grab her ponytail. Push her forward so she is bending forward.

“Check out her backside,” I invite Sid, pulling up her skirt so he has a full sight on her delicious ass.

I let him caress her buttocks. Then I pull her cheeks open.
“Her ass is a very tight fuck,” I tell Sid.
I grab a butt plug and a flask of lube and hand it over to him.

While I grab her ass cheeks again, pulling them open, I watch Sid pushing it in Princesses’ behind.

“Makes it a little easier to fuck her there later on,” I tell Sid.
I make Princess stand up again.
Then pull down her panties and skirt.

“Want to see the rest of her, Sid?”
“I would be delighted.”
“So unbutton her shirt then. Don’t over haste. Enjoy the unpacking.”
I move behind Princess and hold her arms behind her back in a tight grip. My other arm around her throat, holding her head slightly back.

I watch Sid unbutton her shirt. He takes his time. Touches her breasts, play with her nipples, caress her skin.
Princess is making all the right noises.
Finally he pulls the shirt over her arms.
We sit down on the coach again. Sip from our wine.
Princess is standing motionless in front of us.
Legs spread. Naked.

It is a glorious sight and Sid and I spend some time discussing the beauty and hotness of Princesses’ body.
Once again I stress how good a little slutty cocksucker she is.

To be continued…

 

 

 

 

 

 

Meeting Sid

Past Saturday we went to our favorite club. It had been a while since our last visit. The club feels like a second home. We talked with friends. In the dungeon I tied Princess to bondage horse for some harsh impact play. It gave her an intense orgasm and shot her deep into subspace.

It was also a very exciting evening because we were going to meet a candidate.

When I placed the ad a few weeks ago my idea was to meet and look for a mutual connection. Princess was not concerned because she would wear a blindfold when we would play with. It would increase Princesses’ sensation of being used. Besides, finding a connection between two is difficult already let alone with three.

Sid was one of the men who reacted to the add. His reply was respectful and his profile interesting. He is a newcomer to our lifestyle. Sid had also put the results from bdsmtest.org on his profile. Albeit I take such results with a grain of salt it is useful. Sid scored pretty high on the non-submissive stuff indicating he is a Dominant.

Being a regular visitor of PDN he asked if we could meet there, have a few drinks, see if there was a vibe and take it from there.

This meant Princess was going to meet him too. We talked about it and she liked the idea. Being presented like that, checked out visually felt also very much as being used she told me.

So we met Sid.
I liked taking with him. It felt like we knew each other already. I told him what his role would be. He told me his expectations. He is respectful and that I like. Princess felt okay too.
Then Sid asked Princess if she liked sucking cock, being eaten, fucked hard and long. She smiled and say as much as possible on everything.
Hell that was hot. This man asking Princess how she wanted to be fucked by him.

She smiled. He smiled.
Then, with some hesitation, he asked Princess if she liked anal. She smiled again and assured Sid she loved being fucked that way.

Oh god, I had the impression my cock was going to burst out of my pants.

A handful of kinksters had taken seats around us and it was clear they were enjoying what Princess described as an interview. It pushed all her buttons and I am pretty sure she felt very slutty.

On our way home Princess and I talked about Sid and she was okay with the idea of him having sex with her. I had still some reservations though. His Dominant side but mostly because he smokes.

In bed we talked about it some more and it made me mad with desire and I fucked Princess hard.
We slept well and the next morning I mounted her while she was still half asleep.

The sex was great and Princess came and orgasmed and squirted over and over. We ended up with soaked bed linen.

Somewhere between two fucks Princess told me she fantasized about being gangbanged. Sucking off a bunch of men was another of her fantasies. Just fantasies mind you. Well, for the time being anyway.

Then Princess mounted me. Rode me while she licked my nipples. In my mind’s eye I saw her being used by 4, 5 men and the idea drove me mad with desire for Princess.

I screamed when I shot my seed deep in Princess.
It was a very intense orgasm.

This morning I messaged Sid and proposed a few evenings next week. I told him I have a very hot BDSM-scene in mind.

The search for an extra man continues…

I received quite a few reactions. Almost all tasteful. A few were beyond the scope, seeking for a Dom/sub relation. Maybe that is my fault, it is not easy to write an  ad. I don’t want to give false hopes or engage in something I know I don’t really want.

The basic idea is simple. The man, or men, I select, will help me play with a blindfolded Princess. I’ll be in charge of everything, concentrating on the SM part and give orders to my sidekick when and how to pleasure Princess sexually. This will lead to a threesome, something Princess and I enjoy. It would be great to explore my heteroflexibility even more but it is not the main goal.

Princess will be blindfolded mainly because it will intensify her experience. Being used during the threesome by an unknown man will be a maddening experience for the love of my life. Also I know that if I offer her to this unknown man in exchange for a fistful of Euro’s she’ll go berserk for sure.

As exceptions tend to prove the rule we’ll be meeting a man tomorrow evening at our club. Just a meet ‘n greet. But Princess will see that man so not only does he have to like us, I have to like him and she has to like him enough to have sex with him.

All the other candidates I’ll meet during the next few weeks.

We won’t be having threesomes every weekend. It will be a once in a blue moon event. I enjoy watching Princess having sex with another man. The idea she’ll be having sex with somebody different I like even more. Maybe, just maybe, I’ll be able to organize an evening with 2 or 3. Oh boy, that would be grand.

Princess is supposed to write a short post about every encounter but I know she doesn’t have the time. I’ll be interviewing Princess on a regular basis and write it down for the blog.

So let me invite you. If you have a question for Princess, don’t hesitate. I’ll ask her.

Princess and I would love to interact more with you.

 

Nipples and Clothespins Reviewed

A short timeline to begin this post with.

Our story began on September 20, 2011 and less than a year later, on August 15, Princess revealed she was into submission and BDSM.

On November 16, 2012 I started the WordPress blog Princess and I, Bound by Desire.

From the start it was intended as a personal diary.  It would be about our erotica and BDSM and some personal stuff when it was relevant enough or if it had an impact on our relation.

In the beginning I added some topics about my photography but eventually that faded away when I started my photography blog under my real name.

Over time I gathered a handful loyal readers. Some of them became great online friends too. I am very grateful for that.

I have never been into stats and hits and followers.

I moved to a self-hosted site on August 15, 2013.

My very first post was titled Nipples and Clothespins. We had actually never tried it and after reading Princess told me she was not sure she could stand the pain.

I showed Princess this image.
“Oh no”, she gasped, “this must really hurt. My nipples are so sensitive. Never ever do this to me. Please.”
“I can’t promise”, I told her.

I love browsing through our diary. So many unforgettable and intense memories.

Things have really changed over these past 4 years.

It is obvious you get what you payed for.
At first I was rather ignorant in where to find toys so I opted for a huge well-known international adult life-style shopping site.

I don’t have any of these toys anymore. Some even broke down after being used a few times. The faux-leather cuffs did not even withhold Princesses’ leg shaking after an intense orgasm.  After being use 4 times the soft silicone glans of the Rabbit vibrator showed fissures.

What I have left from those first acquisitions is a beaten down, no pun intended, flogger. It was our very first one and I’m keeping it as a souvenir.

Luckily Princesses’ and my desires, wishes and grow paths in BDSM are fully compatible.
Here too we have evolved considerably. From the beginning I chose to move very gradually so after all these years there is still so much growth in our BDSM experience.

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Although we both love the D/s part, Bondage, mostly rope, and SM are the flavors we prefer.

Recently I added a whip to my collection and Princess loves its sting, so different from a flogger, leather or suede, or a cane or riding crop.

Because we trust each other completely, because we have a very open communication, because it feels like a natural step, we are, slowly, including extra play partners. That to is an exciting voyage.

Our love has intensified; I have never been so close with somebody as with Princess. Princess is my wife to be, my lover, my slut, my best friend, my soul-mate, my submissive.
I trust Princess with my life.

Seven Doors To Seven Temples by MrModigliani

It is beautiful and amazing poetry that moved me deeply and it comes very close to how I feel about my relation with Princess and our journey.
In this poem I read what Princess has given already and is still giving me.
MrModigliani’s words touched me by their familiarity.

Princesses’ gift of Love, surrender and submission is one of a priceless value.
It is something I have never experienced before.

Therefore I wish to share this beautiful poem written by my friend MrModigliani  and titled Seven Doors To Seven Temples.

Step deeper into yourself and sense her.  What do you feel?  She invited you down the path of her own faith and gave you one key.  Are you really worth it? Can she really let you inside the golden temple of her trust?

You are brash. But you really have no idea what is before you.  There is a door that she wants you to pass through.   And yet what you don’t yet grasp is that there are seven door to seven temples, each temple being inside another.  Each temple has its own door requiring a new key.  And only she will decide if you are allowed to pass.

There is little likelihood that you will ever pass through these seven doors or even get inside the second temple.  But, if you do, you will reach her inner sanctum and achieve the greatest divinity of knowing her.  And she will give you everything in multiples of whatever you have experienced.

Enjoy the rest of MrModigliani’s poem HERE. It will leave you breathless with its sheer beauty.

On our very first weekend, Opal Coast, May 26/27, 2012
On our very first weekend, Opal Coast, May 26/27, 2012

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PDN

Past Saturday Princess and I went to another dungeon called “Our Place” but then in French. It was our first visit.

We had heard different opinions about PDN, some positive, some negative so we finally decided to check it out.

PDN is in a luxurious villa surrounded by a wall and a royal looking entrance. There is also a parking on the grounds. In fact, it is a sumptuous and classy rendezvous hotel.

Hanging lamp in the entrance hall
Hanging lamp in the entrance hall

The owners decided to add a BDSM facility in a huge tent and it occupies about 150 sq. meters in the garden behind the villa.

The entrance is marked private and the interior of the villa, then entrance hall and the bar, filled with dark, sculptured wood, mirrors and dark red leather. It is so over the top, so kitsch it has become almost art.
Someone told me the villa originally used to be a champagne bar.

Mirror and stairway
Mirror and stairway

We were welcomed warmly and our names were checked on the guest list. They want to keep a low profile and the BDSM facility is only listed on Fetlife.

Wood carving
Wood carving

The showed us around. I must say I was rather skeptical about the idea of a dungeon in a huge tent but I was pleasantly surprised.  There were quite some toys like a few Saint Andrew’s Crosses, two gynaecology chairs, a swing, 4 hoists (one had a Shibari ring) and other BDSM furniture.

The room was spacious and there were sitting chairs and so on. Candles and a plastic roll to cut off sheets to protect the floor and toys was freely available.

Saint Andrew's Cross
Saint Andrew’s Cross

We felt the people sitting at the bar were more socially accessible than in Antwerp. It felt like a gathering of club members all talking cheerfully and passionate about the lifestyle.

The atmosphere in the bar was less kinky than in Antwerp but then again, it was our first time at PDN.

We had drinks and then went to the tent to play. There was room enough as it was seemingly a low evening. I watched two couples doing some intensive candle play and then concentrated on Princess.

A gynecology chair
A gynecology chair

Later on a couple, two young girls, played using a gym bok. Later on the sat on the bed, the sub lying down under a cover while her Owner read from a book to her. Nice and touching.

So we played, Princess and I.

I started slowly, caressing her with my leather gloves, then used a pin wheel on her shoulder blades followed by some biting. Then I switched to some intense spanking and flogging building everything up in a slow pace, intensifying the blows. Then she came, my Princess and I held her in my arms and we sat down on a comfortable sofa while I held her close to me. This would not be possible in the Antwerp Fetish Cafe except for in the noisy bar, not ideal to take care of somebody in subspace.

Cage
Cage

We then went to the bar and later on we chatted with a guy we had met previously in Antwerp. He told us much of this place existed through volunteers.

It was fun at PDN, I liked the play room very much. It has not the character of an old cellar like the Dungeon in Antwerp but it is spacious, well equipped and not that far from where we live.

The was only one downside and for me an important one. The bar is a private part of the house so not a regular bar meaning people can smoke. And boy they did and that I did not like. When we came home our hair and clothes smelled and I hate that.

I am sure Princess and I will be regular guests of PDN. And of course we are still curious to discover other places to play.

We had a swell evening, Princess and I and we felt very welcome and at easy with our peers.

Saint Andrew's Cross
Saint Andrew’s Cross

 

 

 

 

Thoughts – April 8, 2016

Everything is fine over here. Princess and I are doing well.

Lately most of our Saturday and Tuesday evenings have been taken by other events or people. This means we haven’t been able to play much let alone go to the Club or discover new BDSM places.

We are though, looking for a day collar for Princess.

This means there has been little to write about and posting just for the sake of posting, well, it ain’t my style.

We visited Princesses’ family on two birthday occasions and to my great surprise her kids, except for Ar, were also present although they came with a different car. Except for The Boy they did as if I wasn’t there but hey, it is a start.

I have been proofreading a novel and it was the second time I did this. It is about finding typos and incoherent data.
For some reason I am good at it.
While people look at a bush in a garden and see the bush I immediately spot a tiny crab spider sitting on a leaf. I tend to notice anomalies very quickly. I found it awesome how a type just jumped at me even before I read the sentence.

I’ve also been working on my photography blog. Having made the choice to shoot on film makes my photography a craft and thus time-consuming. Developing, scanning and digital darkroom takes up quite some of my time.

In two weeks I’m following a workshop on street photography. I subscribed for this about 9 months ago and still don’t know why. In fact I feel awkward around people and feel that pushing a camera in their face is an intrusion of their personal space.

Yet I have been talking with Princess about a project about social documentary photography. Belgium (and Europa) has been inundated by refugees. That could be an angle but I am not really interested because it is way to easy. I would prefer to make a documentary about the poor or the underprivileged  natives as I believe it is a forgotten problem.
A few days ago I saw a can of tuna in Stella’s apartment. It was white with blue lettering and clearly relief goods from Europe. I remember being struck as I imagined this stuff in a war zone, in a refugee camp but not in my country.

Then there was my The Kinky Cafe project. It did not flower and I shut it down a few months later.

Now The Kinky Cafe is officially dead. Today I purchased a new domain name for that account and I am starting a new personal photography project.

Tomorrow, Saturday 9, Princess and I are talking her sister for dinner, a late birthday present. We are going to an excellent Indian restaurant not far from Brussels.

Take care.

Statue (2016) Nikon F5 with Nikon 24-120mm and loaded with Kodak Tri-X
Statue (2016)
Nikon F5 with Nikon 24-120mm and loaded with Kodak Tri-X