Tag: Bondage
Valentine’s: Out of Control.
I wasn’t expecting anything for Valentine’s Day. No flowers. Not even a card. Technically it’s hard to say that I actually have a boyfriend; I have something between a lover and a partner. ‘Friend’s With Benefits’ might be the modern terminology for it, but that falls short of what he is to me. Maybe ‘Really Good Friends with Really Fucking ...
Shibari: Never Enough Rope.
Husband: It took me a long time before I dared to ask my girlfriend if we could do Shibari together. It’s not a well-known practice in the West and frequently brings up the wrong ideas in people’s heads if they don’t fully comprehend or understand it. Images of tightly bound women with an excessive amount of ropes suggest some sort ...
Balcony: For the Neighbors.
The stainless steel shackles were very discreet, but they told a future story of a hard fantasy waiting to be played out. Matching the aluminum trim of the sliding door, they were strategically placed for optimum comfort and exhibitionism. You had never noticed them until I led you there, and even now, you can’t see them as I’ve had you ...