Mr. Mckenna

I should say Harry. Or, maybe, my husband Harry; or my hubby Harry, which sounds fun. But he would never allow me to refer to him in such an “indecent” manner. He is Mr. Mckenna, lawyer, father, and patriot. And even at the family table, our five sons and I must address him in that way.

As for me, I’m more open-minded. I like things to flow. And, sometimes, I enjoy being a little bit silly. I’m also kinky, which means that I like our bedroom to be a place for fun and not just the “I’m going to make you a son” business.

You may be wondering why I love Mr. Mckenna if we’re so different. Well, you’ll have to believe me; beneath that serious man in a three-piece suit is a person full of tenderness and care for the people he loves. And he loves almost everybody, provided they’re on the right side of the political spectrum.

So, after a couple of years and a kid, I had the courage to ask him for Shibari, which has been one of my obsessions since I was in college. I knew that if I threw at him a whole speech about freedom in sexuality and alternative lifestyles, he would dismiss my idea. So I chose a different strategy. A wife gets to know her husband very well, in every aspect of his personality. Therefore, I knew Mr. Mckenna would agree to cosplay, provided I selected the right characters for us to play. Moreover, I knew that the power dynamic involved in bondage would appeal to him if I could relate domination to his interest in the welfare of the family and in the protection of those he loves.

It worked. I guess inside even the most conservative men there is a strand of kink.

This is my Shibari story.