Category: My Shibari Story

Taming the Demons

I can’t help it. There are many things that make me nervous. And I always worry the most about what is going to happen. I have anxiety issues, which means that I live surrounded by demons. I fear every next step I’m about to take in my life. And I end up exhausted every day.…
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Shibari as a Problem Solver

My wife and I are the kind of couple that doesn’t talk. That is, we talk everyday, of course, but when it comes to having an argument, we both avoid the discussion. That is not good, of course, and we end up having ugly fights because we kept quiet to avoid what would have been…
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Living Portrait

It all started in a quite usual manner. A rich woman is about to turn fifty and she wants a portrait of herself so she can unveil it at the party she’s gonna throw at her mansion to celebrate her first half a century of life. They called me, a painter. Now, I’m supposed to…
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Shibari and Sexual Tension

It happened when we were kids. it’s not unusual, actually. You would be amazed at how many people discovered their taste for bondage at an early age. Mike was 14 and I was 12. We saw a “bad guy” in some silly cartoon tying the hero and we decided we should try it out. We…
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Living Sculptures

I don’t know exactly whose idea it was. But it is clear that we all liked it from the start. We are all part of the bondage community, so, for us, discussing ropes and knots is as normal as another group of women talking about crochet, cooking, or books. Little did I know we would…
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A Shibari Bet

They say I’m rude, but I’m not. I am very competitive, I can acknowledge that, but in the world of business, if you’re not a shark, you’re a prey. Anyway, this girl at the office kept saying that I was too rude, and that someone ought to teach me a lesson. It was all a…
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Shibari and Responsibility

Shibari and Responsibility I hate the guy. I mean, I hate any guy who hurts women, but when damage comes from simple and plain irresponsibility, I get furious. He calls himself a photographer, he might as well be. But he also says he’s a rigger, and I know he’s lying. I mean, Shibari and responsibility…
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Shibari and Disability

I’m not dead. And, I’m not useless. I’m a human being, a woman, a woman who happens to be on a wheelchair because of a car accident. I’m still me, though. I still exist, complete, even if I spend most hours on this wheelchair. Little did I know I would find the connection between Shibari…
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Shibari for Inspiration

I have the greatest job on earth: they pay me to be creative. My ideas are worth money, and everything I have, I owe to my imagination. I work in an advertising agency, and, if I wanted to, I could get a job in another one, and they would pay twice my current salary. But…
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The Mysterious Rigger

I know it sounds odd, but what could I do? On the one hand, I am a professor: I studied for years, I’ve accumulated hundreds of teaching hours, and I have over a dozen publications under my belt. On the other hand, since I first learned about Shibari, when I was in college and my…
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