The Perfect Shibari Studio

I’m sixteen, so I can’t do a Shibari scene in a studio. That’s bad because I already know that I’m kinky, and I can’t wait to put it into practice. On the other hand, this limitation has taught me a valuable lesson: the perfect Shibari studio is my own mind. It’s always available for me, things always go perfectly there, and no one can come in without an invitation.

At my age, some people discover their artistic vocation; others make up their minds about their occupation. In my case, a couple of years ago, I realized I’m kinky. I don’t like anything conventional. Quite the opposite, I’m willing to explore everything that deviates from the normal and from what others expect from me.

I tried to tell my best friend about it, but she didn’t seem to quite grasp what I was telling her. It was my idea to spend a couple hours on my computer, looking at bondage tutorials. I also searched other BDSM practices. When I saw how bored she was about the whole thing—not to mention the aversion that some of the practices caused in her—I decided that, as sure as I was kinky, she was not. But we’re still friends.

Since I’m underage, no rigger will work with me. And I don’t have a credit card to buy a rope kit online. I cannot even step into a sex shop. All of this makes it a little difficult to be kinky, but I know in my heart that is my lifestyle.

That’s when I discovered a studio where I could do all the scenes I wanted, without asking anybody for permission to do them. The perfect Shibari studio. I have a strong imagination, and from time to time, when I get bored of doing homework, I play out a complete scene just for my private enjoyment. It is as good as the real thing! If I had friction marks after opening my eyes, it would be even better.

This is my Shibari story.