I soon found my creative juices were free-flowing again.
Most classy rope bondage usually involves a hogtie of sorts and so I started with that on my floating operating table. I’m still getting to grips with its unique double configuration that can suspend two people at once. It’s not that I needed that for Sunday’s play, but it is handy to have the extra surface area to lay out all my implements of torment.
I love the look of shibari, the ancient Japanese art of rope restriction and restraint, although I definitely consider myself to be a happy talented amateur, rather than a professional in this area. As with most things, however, I am always willing to give it a go. I found that my new table, with sections that open for easy accessibility, was particularly useful when applying the hogtie. But getting hit in the face when I climbed underneath one of the table sections taught me that I need to be more careful until I’ve full learned the geography of this particular piece of complex suspension equipment! One thing to chalk up to experience.
Soon my client was secured and it was time to take some photographs and film the experience for him to enjoy at his leisure later. The new camera mounts that are in place in the corners of the room proved particularly useful .
His challenge was to loosen himself from my bondage work,
and I must say I did well.
Despite his most Houdini-like efforts my shibari efforts held out and he failed completely to set himself free… One Nil to Mistress!
What followed was a variety of suspended hogties, an upright restrained position and a further configuration with him stretched out flat. I knew that this client was extremely well-versed in escaping from positions where his hands are tied to the front. He has won points from me in the past like that, and so it was a delight to be able to sit back on my new regal throne and watch him wriggle in front of my very eyes.
I will leave it to your wondrous imagination to guess what happened to him next….
