I never forget the balls Daddy…..
I once thought that being tied up with rope couldn’t ever be something beautiful because it was so degrading, the act and the fact that it’s meant to hurt, sometimes. But shibari’s changed that. It’s so beautiful. It comes from Hojojitsu which is the art of restraining people without hurting them, while making the end result beautiful to look at.
So my curiosity and with this person’s encouragement, I let myself be tied up. Shorts stayed on, wasn’t comfortable enough to go completely naked. It didn’t feel humiliating at all. I couldn’t move but I felt so relaxed I didn’t feel like I needed to. The feeling of rope against skin felt amazing, along with the body contact. He made me feel safe, rather than helpless. He tied my arms behind my back, then my right ankle to my right thigh, then crossed my left leg over my right leg and tied that there. The rope didn’t cut into my skin, but rather just compressed it a bit. After the whole thing, I felt so at peace. The feeling carried on into the next day, feeling centred and happy, relaxed and mellow. Good feelings.
Now the curiosity about shibari continues, the way the rope is tied is interesting, the knots and the way the rope is twisted with itself in different parts to create patterns. Tempted to get a book on it.
cause bondage is very slightly artistic
Just stunning. I want to try suspension so badly.
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