Her home uniform

I recently requested her to make another one of my favorite kind of session: Mirror pictures. This time, instructions were simple and easy to follow: She just needed to wear her "home uniform" (that is, the "robe-only" outfit she has to wear at home at all times -- me being there or not). The result was so extensive and well-shot that I had trouble picking the pics I wanted to share with you all (which is why I'll probably make a second post about it eventually). 

As a final note, bear in mind that this portraits what greets me at the door everyday when I come home after work. I guess what I'm trying to say is: If there is something better than owning a puppy, I guess that's pretty much it.

The Princess in her,

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Her first vibrator

So... I've been awfully busy, and she's been left with an awful amount of free time on her hands (and by "hands" I don't really mean only her "hands"). So I made sure that she got herself a vibrator -- her first, actually! -- to keep her company during my working hours.
However, even that was not a simple task. Since The Princess knew I have provided every girlfriend I've ever had with vibrators of my choice, She stubborned-up an refused any sort of vibrating gift of my part -- "I don't wanna be like the others", Her Highness said. But even Her Holy Stubbornness knows that that Collar around Her neck means SOMETHING, so it was a matter of time until She complied. And She did, as She always does: By finding a loophole that made Her feel "in charge" (but not really).

The way I see it, this was precisely the sort-of agreement that silently takes place between the slut and The Princess: One wants to do exactly as she's told, and the other One wants to do exactly everything different. The "obvious" solution was to get a vibrator, yes, but one that would not be a gift; both of them would pick it together, and both would pay for it -- I would just join them on the trip to the Sex Shop. And that's how they chose and acquired the Crystal Dick.

"Size and shape and width are just like your dick, Owner", they said, in unison. "That's the one". I took my card out of my pocket, knowing that it would never make it to the cashier -- which it didn't: The anachronistic pair was way ahead me, paying for the treat.

And that's how she got her first battery-powered sex companion. A couple of weeks later -- after she had already learned how to work it -- I requested a photo shoot featuring the new member (no pun intended). The following pictures were hand picked by me as my favorites -- I hope you'll all enjoy them as I do.
 

The Princess in her,The Slut in her,

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Workplace toilet

This blog has been asleep long enough -- but we are still here. It's just that things have been... intense since 2013 started. Lots of things going on, several life changes for the two (three?) of us and not that much time left for posting here. Hopefully, from now on, things will start settling down, and we'll be able to post more often :). 

Or not. Either way, I intend to do so -- at least every once in a while, until time becomes less scarce. Worst case scenario, I'll just have to make shorter posts for the time being. 

The following selection of pictures was ordered a few months ago, when The Princess got a new job. Since a have a thing for public toilets, and knowing that such a well-behaved professional activity would probably be rather boring for The Slut, I requested a set to be taken in the common facilities of her new workplace. To which she gladly complied, regardless of the chances of any of her colleagues (or bosses) catching her on the spot. Here are some of my favorites:

The Princess in her,The Slut in her,

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Roof session

I've been having too much work to do recently (which is why the blog has not been updated for a while) and this has been the source of a great deal of stress for me. The Princess, being a good girl as always, has been taking for herself the responsibility to keep me sane and, in order to succeed, has been using her best tools for the task.

The weapons of choice a few days ago were her camera, my favorite dress (without underwear) and some level of adrenaline: She decided to make a sensual self-photo-shoot on the roof of my building. Being the shy, classy girl that she is, the risk of being caught by some other inhabitant or employee posed quite a challenge -- specially because her Owner was not there to protect her if anything went wrong. Still, she came back half an hour later with seventeen highly-sensual pictures that certainly made my day better.

I selected my three favorite ones to share with you all.

The Princess in her,

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Self photo session

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I've been trying to write this post for nearly two weeks now -- and only today I managed to get the HTML code for the picture gallery working. So there you go -- that's the reason why we haven't been posting anything: Stupid HTML syntax and this author's complete lack of deeper computer knowledge.
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That being said, some time ago I required The Princess to prepare me a twenty-pictures self photo shoot as a part of her submissive training. I'll not spend too many lines explaining the exact context of the task/punishment, because I already did on my Fetlife journal (I recommend to everyone interested in her training to create a Fetlife account and check it often -- I keep track of a lot of interesting details about it there). It suffices to say that her task was executed with the excellence and precision worthy of a princess; so much in fact that I decided to share the whole session with you all.

Hopefully these twenty pictures of Your Highness will make it up for our prolonged silence. So go on, click away. And if you notice The Slut making a cameo on the last few pictures, try not to mention it -- The Princess would probably hate learning that she unintentionally shared the spotlight with her evil counterpart.

The Princess in her,The Slut in her,

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Gamer

The Princess is a gamer -- who would imagine such a thing? But her well-educated, delicate being appreciates more girly/cute games than the 'hardcore' ones (which are the favorites for both The Slut and me -- we recently had a blast completing God of War III together, for instance). On this occasion, Her Majesty was entertaining herself with Disney Universe, one of her favorite pieces (probably because of a great deal of self-reference to Disney princesses, I dare to assume). It should be explained that her bare-naked state is due to the 'house rules' -- on the inner side of my place's door, no clothes are allowed. And a princess always behaves according to the rules -- it's the polite way. 

The Princess in her,

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Going away

Tomorrow I'll go away on a trip until Wednesday, and I shall leave my dear girls unattended. Because of that, I already left them a few tasks to be performed during my absence. the slut has been a very good girl lately, working really hard to keep The Princess under control long enough so that the both of us can have some D/s fun together. 
Still, I cannot say that I don't miss The Princess when she is not around that often. Today I'll leave you all another self shot of Her Majesty. 

The Princess in her,

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The first task

Let me tell you all about how I got to know about the The Princess and The Slut, the two "muses" that shared the body of the girl I had just started to date then.

Sometimes, when I'm away for a few days or at work, she surprises me by sending "treats" to my cellphone. Such pictures sometimes result from The Princess' personal initiative to grant me a gift, and sometimes from The Slut's dedication to fulfill some of my assignments. The last ones are usually challenges involving some degree of difficulty -- a certain part of the body has to be disclosed and the picture has to be taken at some particular (usually public) place. And The Slut, I have to say, loves a challenge. But there was this one day, in the very beginning of our relationship, when I made the mistake to challenge The Princess. 

Things then were not as clear as they are today -- I already suspected her to be a submissive, but I also noticed that something was different about this particular sub. So I decided to test my theory by giving her a task: It was a school day and I sent her a text message requesting a picture to be taken on the mirror of the lady's room at the University. For my distress, The Princess was the one to pick up the message (even though I was not aware of that then): She understood exactly what I meant, and she didn't say no -- but The Princess never takes orders. A few minutes later, this is what I got: 

On that moment the obvious truth hit me -- I was dealing with a "brat" sub, and a particularly petulant, cocky one. She did exactly what I told her to do, without actually doing what I wanted her to do -- with the bonus of defying me without breaking any rules. In other words, she got me good in my own game. 


It was my first time dealing with a brat, so we kept exchanging messages while I was thinking how to deal with her. And all of a sudden -- without any further influence of mine -- The Slut grabbed the phone. And this is what she sent me:  

So that's how it happened: I gave a task to ONE sub, but I was actually giving it to TWO very different ones. And each of them responded and fulfilled the task in her own way. And since then I have been dealing with an uncanny reality that I never saw myself into: Dating and taming two often-antagonic brats that inhabit one perfectly-shaped body. 

The Princess in her,The Slut in her,

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