A Night of Mistakes

Tina and I always have a great time together. We’ve been dating for almost a year now, and we’ve talked about taking our relationship to the next level. However, there’s something that we’re both afraid of. To put it simply, we’re both perfectionists. We want everything right, always. And we have fought bitterly about it a couple of times. Little did we know that what we needed to solve that problem was a night of mistakes.

You see, we both like bondage. Actually, we met during a workshop. We like to control every detail of the scenes we do. And we’re not satisfied unless everything is perfect. That is good and bad at the same time. It is good because our discipline and focus allow us to do incredible scenes, which everyone admires. However, it is also bad because, for example, on one occasion we ended up arguing bitterly about a half-inch mistake in a knot.

In our last scene, everything went wrong. I had to cut my favorite rope, and it was just by sheer luck that she didn’t sprain an ankle. We couldn’t manage to do the exact pattern we had planned, and, by the time we finished, we were an hour late.

And guess what? It was great! Striving for perfection in each scene had led us to a situation where everything was stressful and there was no joy. By making so many mistakes, we realized that we’re still humans after all. We laughed, and we embraced each other warmly. And, by the time we got to my apartment, we made love in a way we hadn’t been able to accomplish in months.

A night of mistakes was exactly what we needed.

Next week, we’re moving together, and things seem better than ever between us.

This is our Shibari story.