A Shibari Proposal

Friday night is our kinky night. Boundaries stretch and we take risks on those nights. It’s our way to keep our intimate life free of routine, repetition, and boredom. Little did I know that one of those Friday nights would end up in a Shibari proposal.

Lately, we’ve been practicing Shibari, which is Japanese bondage. It is not necessarily erotic, so we don’t always end up in the bedroom. However, it is always a great emotional experience. It is wonderful how we can say so much without exchanging a word.

The last time I tied her, once I had finished, I was holding the end of the rope, when she told me there was a big surprise at the other end of the rope. It took me a few moments to understand that she meant the opposite extreme of the rope, the one she was holding between her hands.

She was teasing me all the time I spent untying her. So, when I was undoing the last knots, I was very excited to know exactly what it was that she called “a big surprise”. Would it be a naughty toy? Would she be willing to cross a boundary? What would it be?

I had untied her completely, but she was still in the same position: sitting on the floor, holding the last piece of rope against her chest. Moreover, she was smiling widely, and there was a very special shine in her eyes.

She opened her hands slowly. All the time, she had been holding a ring. She wanted me to marry her. And this was her way of asking.

I said yes. I know that for some people it would be insulting and unacceptable to have the girl proposing, but I couldn’t care less. Those are the same people that think of kink as weird and perverted.

So, I’m getting married. And that’s how it began: with a Shibari proposal.

This is our Shibari story.