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Naughty JAs a very spectacular birthday treat, my loving Master booked a day long private Japanese bondage tutorial with Wykd Dave from Ropetopia in Derbyshire. We are very fortunate to live so close to such an accomplished teacher of Shibari, who has vast experience in both utilising the art personally, and guiding those new to the bondage style. His experience was obvious as soon as he began to bind me- his connection with both the rope and my body delivered instant sensations of dominance without any need for force. Having browsed the website (rope-topia.com) before the session I was especially excited this year for my birthday to come around, though fearful of allowing another man to tie me, as I have only ever been consensually restrained by my Master, Ian. The galleries on the site are filled with very erotic, yet tasteful and beautiful, shots (like the couple I have used for this post) and are enough on their own to get me aroused. Wykd Dave’s studio is within his and his partner’s home, which may make some apprehensive about visiting, but it is well equipped with a comfortable, friendly atmosphere and of course an excellent host. We were welcomed into the studio and Dave wasted no time in showing Ian the ropes. He began by illustrating the beginning of the box tie, where my arms were folded behind my back and bound together at the wrists with a boola boola knot to begin with. The way in which Dave manoeuvred my limbs and bound them in one smooth but firm motion was a sheer delight and this was only the beginning! While Ian was practising the boola boola on one limb, and then on both, Dave drummed into us the importance of anatomy knowledge in regard to safety. ‘Bondage is never 100% safe’ There are hundreds of nerves within our bodies and at certain points they lie close to the skin, exposing them to the risk of compression and the possibility of severe injury- Dave took care to show us the main ‘danger’ points, and general areas to avoid and advised Ian never to try a new tie without researching the risks, as recklessness in bondage is not clever and may have long-term consequences. Once Ian had grasped the sequence involved in forming the boola boola, Dave moved on to the box tie. This uses the rope to retain the arms close to the torso by wrapping the rope around the upper arms (avoiding the radial nerve) and chest, cinching, and then again wrapping around the lower arms and the point where the breasts meet the ribcage and cinching in again, giving me an amazing feeling of constriction and submission. Ian then practised the correct placement and application of the rope for the box tie a few times before Dave moved on further still to using the extra length of rope to bind my breasts and then tie off leaving just enough length to be used as a leash. Dave showed Ian how he could use the rope leash and his own body to control me and give me an intoxicating sense of powerlessness. He could use the leash to lead me around the room, but also to toy with my sense of balance by dangling me forward where, unbound, I would naturally put my arms in front of me to break my fall, but bound I could only trust in my Master to protect me. Dave then explained how the art of rope bondage is not simply about the tying, but also the untying. Although I had already been thoroughly enjoying the experience and awareness of the rope, Ian had been concentrating hard on the technique of tying and was, expectedly, oblivious to the pleasant sensations the rope was providing me already, but also the added opportunities for heightening these. The feel of the rope running over the skin of my neck, or skimming a nipple, or my clit whilst being tied and untied was sensational, and the sound and smell of the rope was instantly burned into my memory. While I was released from the tie, Dave served us coffee and allowed me a brief break to stretch out and really appreciate the brand-new feeling of liberty- there had not been a moment since we arrived that I had not savored, and I could tell already that Shibari was to become a permanent fixture in my private life. We moved on to harnessing the legs from the ankles upwards, again with Dave guiding our attention not only to technique used but also to safety. He also demonstrated how little force was needed for Ian to control my entire lower body from a single loop of rope, and then, as we were so blatantly enjoying our session, he showed us how to extend the rope to the torso, by wrapping it around the back at the lower ribs, therefore forcing, but also supporting, my slightly reclining seated position and freeing my hands for use for other activities…. Binding the legs proved a simpler technique to learn, and so after practising a few of times with a couple of variations, we moved back to the box tie/chest harness. Ian applied the rope with much more confidence now, and with little guidance, tying the harness off with the length for a leash, then playing with my sense of helplessness (suggested by Wykd Dave) by dangling me over the floor before lowering me completely. With my arms bound behind my back, it was virtually impossible for me to move unaided, other than to use my legs to shuffle along the floor, but it was not long before my ankles were being bound and the rope being used to pull my legs tightly up and towards my torso before being fastened to the chest harness. I was now completely powerless, yet had never felt so turned on. After a short break for lunch, Dave showed us how to perform what is commonly known as a frogtie, where the ankles and bound to the upper thighs, and explained how this tie could be used in several positions. I particularly liked the gesture made by Dave about binding both legs and tying them firmly and securely to wall hooks on opposite sides of the room, so that my pussy would be left vulnerable, and stretched wide open for the use of any lucky guest.. We returned to the chest harness, and this time Dave showed how the rope can be used to dictate the identity and genre of the session, first applying the rope in a smooth, sensual manner, and then again with a much rougher, dominant manner. I could see the uses for both techniques, but with the latter, where Dave was faster and more forceful, it felt more raw and animalistic, and left me wet and wanting more, yet I had not been touched in a typically sexual way at all during the lesson. To finish the day on a particularly high note, Dave introduced the crotch harness. He first demonstrated the basic crotch harness, while Ian watched in awe of the obvious skill Dave possessed, and then introduced what he called ‘the happy knot’- a gnarly knot placed in the rope where the harness meets the clit. Once we had the placement right, it was pure pleasure, and as the harness was pulled tighter and tighter it became pleasurable torture- needless to say I was very happy. I even let my mind wonder about two ‘happy knots’- one for my clit and one for my sensitive little arsehole…. To my disappointment, the day had come to an end, but my journey to ‘ropetopia’ had only just begun…. NJ xxx |

