Shibari Needs Trust

I had to do it. I’m sorry. And yet, I don’t regret my decision. It’s not just a matter of safety. Shibari needs trust and I couldn’t trust her anymore. At first, I was willing to let her do anything she wanted. But when she started taking that crap, she began to make mistakes. And, in bondage, mistakes can be dangerous. Mistakes can hurt. And I got to the point where I just couldn’t trust her anymore.

You see, Taylor was the greatest kink I’ve ever met. She had an instinct for everything weird and sexy, and I loved that. Moreover, she had a special talent for bondage. She could learn anything very quickly and do it perfectly. Things that took other riggers years of practice, she would dominate in a matter of weeks. 

And she was so caring with me, that I used to end up crying at the end of our scenes, overwhelmed by emotion. She must have sent me to subspace at least a dozen times. I’ve never felt so cared for before. She loved me. And I loved her.

Then, she started taking that crap, and she became careless. At first, they were minor mistakes. However, as she became more addicted, she frequently made wrong decisions. She put me in danger, and wouldn’t listen when I told her things were not going right. Even worse, she became selfish and hurtful. I enjoy domination, but I won’t stand for abuse.

I once read that an artist should have all their skills available. Well, I wish she had read that, too, because she’s an artist. I still think so. But, as long as she remains a slave of that garbage, she will never reach the heights she once conquered. 

I feel very sorry for her. She was the most special bondage partner I’ve ever had. But I’m not willing to take any abuse. And that’s why I said goodbye to her. Shibari needs trust.

This is my Shibari story.