No More Secrets

Keeping things in the closet is hard. It might be easier at first, but, eventually, it will take its toll on your nerves. That’s why I decided to keep no more secrets and tell my family that I’m kinky. I love bondage, and I won’t deny it anymore.

Allow me to explain myself. I grew up in a very conservative environment. And, while my family expected me to be submissive, it was not the kind of submission you find in a rope scene. They trained me to be a good wife and a good mother.

And I actually love those two roles. I’ve been a wife for nine years, and I have two kids. I love my husband and my sons. They are the foundation of my life. And that will never change.

However, I also love Shibari. I learned about it thanks to a Japanese coworker whom I dated a million years ago. At first, when he told me what he wanted to do, I was scared. I mean, it was totally different from what I used to do with my partners. But once I tried it, I just loved it. I found it extremely exciting. And you can underline “extremely.”

Eventually, I broke up with this Japanese man. Then, I met my husband, and I got married. And the problem was that, from time to time, I used to remember the bondage scenes I did. And I missed them. At first, I was scared, because I thought I missed him, my former boyfriend. But I slowly realized that it was the bondage that I couldn’t live without.

So, I pulled myself together, and I explained to my husband what had happened and what I wanted to do. I wanted no more secrets between us. First, he looked at me as if I were the dirtiest woman in the world. However, he gradually came to terms with my interest in bondage.

Last week, we took our first workshop together. It was great.