A Shibari Fantasy

A Shibari Fantasy

We all have dreams. The difference is that some people fulfill their dreams and most of us don’t. I don’t know why, and I don’t know if it’s fair. But that’s the way it is. Period. I never thought mine would be a Shibari fantasy.

My dream was to be a star. Since I was a child, I knew I would be pretty. And pretty girls will eventually land in soap operas. At least, that’s the way it is in Mexico. I wanted to go to Mexico City and try my luck. However, my mom saw things differently. Dad had left our home to come to the United States. At first, it was good for us: he sent us money, and we improved our lifestyle. However, he decided to begin a new family with an American woman. And that was the last we heard of him.

As I said, I was growing pretty. So, my mom was worried that I may call the attention of some criminal. If that happened, I would end up being a “buchona”, that is, a drug dealer’s girlfriend, one of many. So, she sent me to America and, since I had barely finished high school, I’ve been working as a maid.

It’s not a bad job. I work for the family of a marketing executive of a big company. We get along very well. At first, they didn’t let me clean the room with the black door, but a few weeks ago, my boss gave me the key.

It is, how can I say it?, some kind of dungeon. The chauffer says it is a place where the boss and his wife have kinky sex. He says the boss loves to tie his woman before making love. It is a Japanese tradition called Shibari. 

And he was right! Every Sunday, while the family goes to their church service, I open the black door and clean the room. I always find ropes, blindfolds, some weird clothes, and… you know… fluids. 

And the amazing thing is it really turns me on. The boss is a very handsome man, and I imagine him tying me and doing to me all those sexy things that he does to his wife.

So, while the family prays, I sin. I have a Shibari fantasy. But only in my mind, so it doesn’t count.

This is my Shibari story.