It was another quiet night of rope at UBU. 

This night I got tied by a Japanese guy that had been into rope over 10 years, even though he had been out of it for about 1 year and kind of just getting back into it. I had chatted with him since arriving at UBU and, in a very polite and Japanese way he had been eyeing me all along. So when he expressed regret for having forgotten his ropes, Yoi mama told him that he could borrow hers if I was willing to be tied. 

The only thing is that the guy had been drinking (it is a bar, afterall), but I figured that if Yoi-mama was trusting him, I could as well. Plus I learned from my previous experiences with the tying people around Yoi mama's group that if I tell them that something hurt, no matter how into their space they seem to be, they are all quick in moving the ropes, changing position or taking them away. And none of them has ever acted as if they had gotten their ego bruised. 

So we settled on the floor and started. 

The rope was a standard Takatekote and Agura Shibari, but it was also very tight and biting and ... lustful. I could feel the waves of desire (SM desire, not purely sexual) and it was quite intense.When he tied my toes and pulled the rope under me to connect it with the back rope, it caused my toes to reach their limit and my right hand's little finger to start falling asleep so I quickly told him and we had to unwind the whole tie ... but not before he pinching my nipples. 

Rope almost did not matter but as the conduit of his lust that he would have not been able to express otherwise and with the rope transmitting the urgency, the desire, I just could not help but react to it, to the primal power of lust. 

It was indeed an interesting experience that once again showed me how powerful rope can be, and how much the whole magic of it is in the emotions that run through the rope between the nawashi and the model. 

Authors: rida

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