Shibari to Punish a Brat

“Finally!”, she screamed as she reached an orgasm. But wait! That’s the end of the story. I guess I should start at the beginning and tell you how I learned to use Shibari to punish a brat. So here it goes.

I love Shibari. Actually, I deeply appreciate Japanese culture, so I’m well-versed in their literature, philosophy, history, and arts. One of my most cherished leisure activities, as you can deduce, is Shibari. And I’m proud to say that I perform it according to the purest Japanese tradition—without extraneous contaminations such as lightning or colored ropes. 

When Shirley and I became a couple I immediately asked her to share bondage with me. Of course, since this was a more intimate occasion, I opted for a more Kinbaku-tainted kind of bondage. The problems began immediately. She doesn’t have the necessary patience for this wonderful art. She gets bored, she moves too much, she unties the knots just to misbehave. It’s unbearable!

Now, I’m a reasonable person. I explained to her the fundamentals of Shibari. I tried to reach some kind of compromise. Nothing worked.

Then, one day, when I realized she was burning the tips of my favorite ropes with a candle, I totally lost my self-control. “You, damn brat!”, I yelled. Next thing I know, I’m tying her too tight, leaving friction marks all over her skin. She tries to escape, but I use all my strength (I’m a foot taller than her) to restrain her. She tries to complain, but I order her to keep quiet, with such a harsh voice, that she obeys.

When she’s almost completely tied, I pause for a few seconds to get hold of myself. I feel ashamed for what I’ve just done. I’m about to apologize when I see the most splendid expression of satisfaction in her face. Then I realize this is exactly what she wanted all along. And that’s how I learned to use Shibari to punish a brat.

You already know how it ends.

This is my Shibari story.