A Shibari Pioneer

I always felt I had the spirit of a pioneer inside of me. I love to explore unknown territories, either physical, emotional, psychological, or sexual. The emotion of discovering something completely new, of going where no one has gone before, is one of the most exhilarating feelings, at least for me. I didn’t know I was going to become a Shibari pioneer.

And that’s exactly how I felt when I opened my Shibari studio. Now, I think there are enough dungeons and suspension facilities all around the country. That’s why I wanted to do something original and unexpected. So, I opened my studio on a beach. Actually, it was a shore famous among surfers, so I thought that these risk-loving athletes with perfect bodies would love to try bondage. And they had plenty of groupies, too, so there would be customers from both sexes.

Surfers and their fans liked Shibari, alright. However, there was one thing I hadn’t considered: the heat. When the bottoms began dehydrating one after the other, and the riggers were having trouble with sweat running into their eyes, I knew I had to do something about it, or I would go out of business. The air-conditioned equipment solved the problem. However, it had been so expensive that I needed to increase my income if I wanted to stay in business.

The solution came in the shape of a famous female rigger who wanted to become my partner. She financed the construction of a water tank, in which we presented immersive Shibari performances. On the one hand, purists didn’t like it, of course, since we had to substitute the traditional jute ropes with other materials, which could perform underwater. On the other, and that was the most important part for us, our audience loved it. It was so successful, that not only did we get our money back, but we also made considerable profit.

Every morning I see myself in the mirror and think “You truly are a Shibari pioneer.”

This is my Shibari story.