Sir Maurice

I’m not sure how many people here follow my blog or are familiar with the relationship with maurice and I have, but I’d like to take this opportunity to share with you all a few things.

On June 11, 2006 I received an email from maurice asking me to join his website at Inraptured which I was a little hesitant to join. It wasn’t the website that made me hesistant, it was the fact that I had no intention of participating in the forum or being active and therefore it felt wrong for me to join the community site. After a few emails from him, I gave in and joined the site. Not only was his passion for erotic hypnosis very apparent, but I was also aware of his huge giving heart. He had created this massive website for people to join and didn’t want a penny in return. His blood, sweat, and tears went into the site and it truly impressed me. Little did I know that he thought the same thing about me and my site. I was desperate for money at the time cause I was moving from California to Indiana, so I asked him to review one of my hypnosis recordings hoping he could help me advertise some of my work. He took one listen and was hooked forever. I believe the recording he first listened to was “Love Spell.” I’ve never personally been a big fan of that recording, but it apparently took him by storm. He said he saw something in me he had been looking for his whole life and my first instinct was to shrug it off because lots of slaves and hypnofans say that to me but very few actually mean it. He began to tell me he loved me, but I didn’t believe that either because I believed the hypnosis and his horny cock made him say it. It takes time to love someone. What I did know is that I secretly loved him too and wanted to own him. I wanted to possess him. It was an unhealthy want, I must admit, but it’s truthful. I just wanted to own his sweat. I wanted to be his reason for breathing. I needed someone to obsess over me. I needed someone who would die for me. Perhaps I had insecurities, sure. We all do. But one thing I knew is that I wanted us to be together and I’d do anything I could to meet him and spend my life with him. I knew I would give the shirt off my back to be with him. I needed him the same way I believed he needed me. We were soul mates. He: the biggest fan of hypnosis I’ve ever met. Me: the sexiest hypnotist on the net (in his opinion). What a perfect combination! I’d hypnotize him and dominate him in my home and get out all my frustrations and he would lovingly accept it because it was his passion to receive domination. Two peas in a pod.

At first, all I was - was a dominatrix and all he, simply a slave. He had never been a slave before, but he agreed to be one because he saw the hotness in it. The thing is, I treated him much better than a slave. Before we even met, I gave him $1500 and paid his car payment and car insurance so that he’d be able to come move in with me so I could take care of him. It was a difficult move because he has a daughter back home in Virginia and although he doesn’t have custody of her, he very much loves spending time with her. How could he be with me and still be with his daughter who needs a father in her life? It ate me up. And on top of everything, after we first met, people online started saying horrible things about our relationship and that I had brainwashed him to be with me and said we’d never work out, etc. etc. Seriously, strangers would go on forums and just talk shit about our relationship even though they didn’t have a clue about our situation. We vowed to be strong even when no one wanted us together. Funny thing is, most people didn’t want us together because they were afraid I’d fuck up Inraptured when he gave it to me as a gift. The site looks better than ever and the two of us manage it as a labor of love.

Without delving too deeply into our personal life, what I can share is that the two of us have traveled through Canada together, several states, met families and friends, created many projects together, and have been there through hysterical laughter and hysterical tears. There is no one I trust more than I trust him. We’ve grown so much together and it really shows me how strong our passion for one another has become. We’ve lived together off and on for about a year and a half and are hoping to sell my house soon and get a place together of our own in Virginia so we can be near his family. Hopefully if all goes well and we downsize, we might be able to afford a second home in San Francisco near my friends and family. Both of our families are cross-country so we’ve really tried to make it work. I’m selling my house so that he can be near his family because it’s all I really want to do. I want him to be happy. He’s done so much for me, I can’t even tell you. He was there for me when I was in the hospital and visited me everyday and brought me Rumi poetry (my favorite) and wiped my tears when I was losing it. I’ve never loved anyone as much as I love him (which was probably my fault to begin with since I didn’t know the true meaning of love). I would give anything and do anything for him, which means I can also disagree and have debates. Good relationships include all forms of togetherness in good and bad.

In the past two and a half years, he has grown so much more to me than just a slave. I can’t imagine my life being complete without him. We hope to have a child someday in the future when money and circumstances leave room for us to have one. And since he’s no longer a slave (but not quite an equal because I love being elevated on a pedestal), I have since promoted him to knight status. That’s right. I hereby declare that slave michael-maurice is now knighted with my sword.

As of this moment, I will refer to him as Sir Maurice. Not just because he has shown outstanding valor in the face of my manic episode of schizophrenia, but because he saves my life everyday. He protects me from harm. He shields me from pain. Often times, he takes the hit for me. He even scans my hatemail for me so that I don’t have to be exposed to anything that will make me feel bad. I trust him with my whole life, I wish I could spend every moment of every day with him. Thankfully, we also find ways to be independent and spontaneous, so we also get to enjoy some time apart so we get time to miss each other.

Those that have known us from the beginning of our relationship sometimes ask how the two of us are doing which is why I thought I’d write this. We are doing very well mostly because we’ve pushed through immeasurable life lessons together. We want to start a family together. We want to rent two homes cross-country so we can be near our family and friends. We want to spend time with his daughter so I can be a part of her life too. We also have an open relationship where I can sleep with whoever I want and fall in love with whomever I want as long as I’m happy and he’s still with me too. It’s like I have my cake and can eat it too. He’s the opposite of possessive. I’ve never seen anyone so loving in my life. I wish I had met him many years ago. I love being in a poly relationship! I have no intention of having a romantic relationship with an equal because I like it better to be elevated on a platform. It makes the hypnosis better. And I can’t possibly be in a relationship with someone that can’t see me as a Goddess. It’s a requirement in my book. What’s beautiful about this is that I get treated by a Goddess by both Sir Maurice as well as other relationships I have the honor of being in. It doesn’t get any better than that. Except well, getting out of debt so we can move and travel some more countries together and with our friends.

Sir Maurice. Yes, I love that name. I’m his Queen and he’s my knight. We have a very playful relationship. Sometimes I even let him spank me. Who knew? Anyway, if any of you feel like making him blush and you happen to be on Inraptured, feel free to address him as Sir Maurice. It might embarrass him, but I kinda like it when he gets embarrassed.

By the way, I started a photo set of the two of us together which you can see here

Love
Isabella
xoxoxoox