Unlocked Memory

I had an unlocked memory from the time I was twelve. We were playing some silly game of spaceships and laser beams. After all, we were all fans of the new Star Wars trilogy. I used to play with the boys because, even though I liked dolls and pony toys, I was a big girl. I had already reached my definitive height, which is 5’7. So, I could play with them without any special consideration. And I loved that!

As a part of the game, I was captured by aliens and put in a cage (that is, they threw me into my brother’s bedroom). Because I was so tall, they were afraid I would escape. So, they decided to tie me. They used whatever clothes they found and did the best they could, without taking too long, because they wanted to continue playing outside. I told you, it was a silly game.

However, something was not silly. As they tied me, and I felt the ropes crossing through my body, I could feel my nipples getting hard below my shirt. And when I realized I could barely move, I began to get wet. The boys, of course, didn’t notice any of this. They were still thinking of spaceships and laser beams. And, when they were sure I couldn’t escape, they left the room.

Once I was alone, my first impulse was to untie myself and don’t let anybody know what had happened. However, when I moved, trying to locate some weak spots, I realized that the friction of the fabric against my skin felt delicious. I began to move back and forth, first slowly, and then faster every time. In a matter of minutes, I had the most wonderful orgasm.

Then, I untied myself, and took a moment in the mirror and fixed my clothes, so that no one would know what had just happened. 

It would take years before I knew there was actually a bondage discipline called Shibari. I also found out it is an art. And, I couldn’t be happier.

I am a top-bottom master now. And every scene is still as sexy as that first unexpected encounter with bondage I had all those years ago. That unlocked memory is still there.

This is my Shibari story.