Mister Yokoyama was, for the most part, a quiet neighbor. He was kind, of course, and said “Hi!” whenever he found someone on the street. But he rarely left his house, except for buying groceries. He must have been fifty-something, but he was still a strong man. He used to work for hours in his…
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I’m a blogger, just like another 600 million people. I’m a fan of bondage, so I go to many events and workshops, and then I write a review for my blog. I must do something right, because I have a lot of visitors, and people take their time to comment on my posts. I never…
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I’ve known Lily for some time. She does Shibari for all the wrong reasons. Hers is not a search for art, but for revenge. She’s reckless when she’s tying, instead of keeping calm and focused. She doesn’t connect with bottoms, she abuses them. It was just a matter of time before she provoked some disaster.…
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My first reaction when I found the pictures was to get really upset. I mean, there was my daughter, barely nineteen, half-naked, all covered with ropes. In one of the pictures, she even had some kind of corset made of ropes around her chest. It mustn’t have been comfortable, and yet, you could tell by…
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I grew up watching martial arts movies. I know they are not so authentic, but, even in their Hollywood style, they helped me develop a strong respect and admiration for Japanese culture. Soon, I also learned about Shibari and found it fascinating. Every time I have an opportunity, I leave business aside and go to…
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Cindy was all the fun you could get in a small package! She was my roomie in college, and we instantly became friends. She was the kind of girl who spends an hour choosing the color of her nail polish, and then another hour studying a complex legal principle to turn in the best paper…
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I was doing some research for a study in the exchange between American and Japanese cultures. You know: they like Elvis, we eat sushi. Anyway, when a very old woman told me this story, I knew I had to write it down. It proved how Shibari in postwar America began to tak shape. Here it…
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First, the bad ropes. My divorce was a mess. I lost my job, gained a few pounds, got depressed and in debt. The crappiest part of my life. That’s when I knew that owing the place you live in, the bed on which you sleep, the food you eat, is like having a corset around…
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This was back in the 80s, when we barely knew anything about Shibari. We were young and arrogant, the perfect yuppies. And we though that Japanese bondage was simply the fact that some Japanese are so weird as to tie their girls before sex, instead of just enjoying things. Later, I would find out that…
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It was hell on Earth! My husband had been in Afghanistan for six months. Then, one day, I received a message that almost killed me: he had been captured by the enemy. That’s when my own, personal hell began. And it lasted for four months. Until one day, an army officer came to see me.…
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