When this blog started I was married and it was really me keeping my own "dirty picture collection". Then the relationship crumbled and the blog became more like, this is who I am and what I am into. If you don't like it, walk. Now I am looking for love in the form of a lifestyle submissive. I have concerns that my interest in extreme bondage photos will drive away potential connections. (my kinky soulmate finds my blog and sees a photo of a woman gently bound. A man in the scene with the bound woman nuzzles her from behind or kisses her. I captioned it perfectly, my words are mesmerizing as I elaborate on the scene with romantic imagery and eloquence. Charmed that my witty prose mirrors her thoughts and fantasies, she is determined to reach out. My kinky soulmate nervously bites one trembling hand as her fingers hover over the keyboard and she dares herself to send me a message. A lifetime of kinky fuckery starts to unfold before us. The universe hushes in anticipation of a one in a million connection of love, tenderness and perfectly compatible kinks. The next photo on my blog is extreme predicament bondage stolen from insex. My kinky soulmate is horrified, she panics, blocks me and deletes her Tumblr. Heartbroken in an act of lonely desperation she starts dating that awkward guy in marketing that laughs too loud. The tragedy is he doesn't even like bondage or TPE, can't imagine orgasm denial, he thinks 24/7 is a feature of gas stations, would never dream of making her kneel naked, and he has terrible taste in lingerie) Granted this is a pretty extreme hypothetical but it does illustrate my point. The world can be a cruel and lonely place. We live on a razor's edge, one Tumblr post perpetually separating us from the love of a lifetime or eternal crushing solitude. Post with care, there is more happiness at stake than just your own.

















