The End Was the Best Part

The end was the best part. And I’m not talking about a movie. I’m not talking about sex, either. I’m talking about the verified fact that my boyfriend is the best aftercare provider in town. You don’t believe me? Let me tell you about it.

When talking about bondage, most people focus on the scene itself. They watch the knots carefully. They admire the shapes and the interaction between the rope and the body. And that’s fine. All in all, Shibari is mostly about tying. But it doesn’t end there.

My boyfriend is a so-so rigger. He’s not clumsy or careless. But, if I have to be honest, he’s no wonder, either. He does the job, but not much more.

However, when it comes to aftercare, he’s simply the best. To begin with, he takes his time. I mean, he takes as long as I need to recover, both physically and emotionally. Many men are quite impatient once the job is finished. Not he. 

I’m a very talkative person. Whether it is after a movie, dinner, sex, or a bondage scene, I feel a strong urge to talk about it and discuss it until I have fully processed what just happened. My boyfriend allows me to talk for as long as I want. Not only that, he actually listens! He doesn’t just nod while his mind is somewhere else; he listens to every single word I say. For me, that’s priceless, because talking is the way I have of dealing with things.

As if that wasn’t enough, my boyfriend is great at cuddling. He knows exactly how to embrace me. When he does, I know that I can just let go, and I will be safe, and loved.

What do you say? Isn’t he the best?

This is my Shibari story.