Category: My Shibari Story

Shibari and Responsibility Go Together

I’ve known Lily for some time. She does Shibari for all the wrong reasons. Hers is not a search for art, but for revenge. She’s reckless when she’s tying, instead of keeping calm and focused. She doesn’t connect with bottoms, she abuses them. It was just a matter of time before she provoked some disaster.…
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New Games

My first reaction when I found the pictures was to get really upset. I mean, there was my daughter, barely nineteen, half-naked, all covered with ropes. In one of the pictures, she even had some kind of corset made of ropes around her chest. It mustn’t have been comfortable, and yet, you could tell by…
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A Shibari Surprise

I grew up watching martial arts movies. I know they are not so authentic, but, even in their Hollywood style, they helped me develop a strong respect and admiration for Japanese culture. Soon, I also learned about Shibari and found it fascinating. Every time I have an opportunity, I leave business aside and go to…
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Unexpected Master

Cindy was all the fun you could get in a small package! She was my roomie in college, and we instantly became friends. She was the kind of girl who spends an hour choosing the color of her nail polish, and then another hour studying a complex legal principle to turn in the best paper…
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Shibari in Postwar America

I was doing some research for a study in the exchange between American and Japanese cultures. You know: they like Elvis, we eat sushi. Anyway, when a very old woman told me this story, I knew I had to write it down. It proved how Shibari in postwar America began to tak shape. Here it…
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Good Ropes and Bad Ropes

First, the bad ropes. My divorce was a mess. I lost my job, gained a few pounds, got depressed and in debt. The crappiest part of my life. That’s when I knew that owing the place you live in, the bed on which you sleep, the food you eat, is like having a corset around…
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Shibari is not a Cheap Trick

This was back in the 80s, when we barely knew anything about Shibari. We were young and arrogant, the perfect yuppies. And we though that Japanese bondage was simply the fact that some Japanese are so weird as to tie their girls before sex, instead of just enjoying things. Later, I would find out that…
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Shibari and Vulnerability

It was hell on Earth! My husband had been in Afghanistan for six months. Then, one day, I received a message that almost killed me: he had been captured by the enemy. That’s when my own, personal hell began. And it lasted for four months. Until one day, an army officer came to see me.…
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A Forgotten Sensation

It had been so long ago that I barely remembered. It had turned into a forgotten sensation. I was thirteen, and bold as hell. I played football with the boys, without asking for any special treatment. It’s a funny age. You know how it is. In the morning you want to kiss a boy, and,…
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Shibari Is Interesting

My name is David and I’m a gameholic. I admit it, I have a problem, an addiction, actually. I’ve tried to get rid of it, I’ve really tried, but it is stronger than me. It almost cost me my marriage, but thanks to Shibari it is not a problem anymore. And that is because Shibari…
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