Deep Shibari

I’ve been a rigger for over twelve years. And I specialize in Shibari for people who are not bondage enthusiasts. In all those years, I’ve received my share of strange requests. After all, bondage can mean many different things for many different people. But nothing prepared me for what I call “deep Shibari”. This is how it happened.

The client was a mature woman. I’ve worked with them before, and I like it. They might not have the strength or the flexibility of a young woman, but usually they get involved with the tying. They somehow bring their life wisdom into the scene.

But Monica brought something else. It turned out that she had lost her husband to the Chinese virus we’ve all learned to hate. That was a very hard blow for her because, even though they were not young anymore, she had thought that, at the very least, they would have a couple more decades together.

Her request was simple. She wanted to be tied horizontally, and from the chest to her ankles. She also wanted me to put a blindfold over her eyes. By doing this, she would pretend she had died, too. She wanted to feel that she was sharing the grave with her husband, just as they had shared so many years together.

I wasn’t sure about the sanity of such request. However, since there was nothing illegal or unsafe in what she was asking, I agreed to do the scene.

She was totally cooperative, one of the most agreeable bottoms I’ve ever worked with. I don’t know exactly what went through her mind during the scene. That is, I tied, and after about forty-five minutes, she said “Enough.” I released her, and she thanked me for my services. After that, I haven’t seen her again.

I hope she feels better now.

This is my deep Shibari story.