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.
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.
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.