A Shibari Princess

I always wanted to be a princess. I mean, any little girl wants to be a princess. But I really expected to be a princess in my adult life. I wanted care, love, and admiration. Little did I know that I would end up being a Shibari princess.

You see, as much as I’m a princess, I am a kink. Very early in my life, I discovered that I enjoy living an unconventional life. Whether it is the way I talk, what I eat, my dance steps or my bedroom preferences, I like the edgy, the surprising, the plain weird. And I had no problem combining that with my princess personhood, since I had no desire of being a perpetually virgin princess.

Then I met Dan. He understood exactly what I wanted, and he was willing to give it to me. I had developed a taste for bondage, which I found ideal for the drama of a princess. So, he became my prince charming with ropes. Sometimes, he ties me as a means of protection while he fights the dragons. On other occasions, he unties me as if I were a princess spelled to sleep for centuries. And he wakes me up gently. He even assumes the role, from time to time, of the renegade prince who breaks all the barriers my parents have raised to preserve me, and reaches me to open my body to the world of the flesh, whether I’m ready for it or not.

In all those occasions, he fulfills my fantasy. I’m glad I found him. I don’t even care anymore about all the previous men who didn’t understand who I was and what I wanted, and just thought I was weird. We all have a fantasy, and mine was to be a princess, a Shibari princess. And I found my prince.

This is my Shibari story.