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I KNEW very early in life that I was different. When my friends and I used to play cowboys and Indians,

I loved knowing I could might be tied up. I also jumped

at the chance to tighten rope around wrists and feet after capturing myself a cowboy.

Rope fascinated me – the

different types of knots you

can make, how many knots

for the specific length of

the rope, etc... Of course I

was too young to realise

that I wasn’t alone in my

love for rope and I was

obviously too young to

know that it had a

name – Shibari.

In high school,

bondage

became sexual

to me. I played

with my high

school sweet-

heart when we

visited each

other during

holidays. I

would use his

school tie to

restrain him and

then tease him

with a feather until

his excitement

became unbearable

and he would cum.

It made me feel in

charge.

Then there were

times when I would

be the one tied

down – blindfolded

and at his mercy.

Not knowing what

would happen next

was exciting and

led to pure ecstasy.

It was in my

twenties that I could finally put a name to my

“weirdness”.

I was completely in love with rope and needed to know more. I read up about fetishes and discovered that I had more than just rope and bondage as

fetishes. It intrigued me and pushed me to learn more. Rope was, to me, an artform.

It was beautiful and I wanted to do what I had seen other people do in photos.

YouTube and Google became my tutors,

and I took what I saw others did and

made it my own.

Getting subjects to practise on was the

most difficult part, but I was so desperate to

get better at rope art that I practised on

my mom, grandmother (who was 80 at the

time) and anyone else who felt comfortable

enough. To get people ‘”comfortable enough”

I often had to make up a story – “it’s for a project,

a Halloween costume a friend asked me to help

with…” No mention of the fact that while it may not

be sexual now, I'd definitely be use it for such purposes

later!

Having to explain why I do it and how it is is done happens daily.

I know it will probably be part of me till the day I die. I won’t be able

to go vanilla again and I realise the ‘nillas won’t easily understand why

I like tying people up. I might be a freak to some, but I am comfortable in

my freakish mind. I don’t see 10 metres of rope as just rope. I see art. When

I go to a hardware shop or stationary shop my mind is filled with the possibilities.

ROPE is my passion.

I would like to share this quote from one of my fellow kinkster:

“I believe rope is a creative extension of myself. It goes beyond just putting rope onto a person. There is a transfer of energy . . . spirituality through the ropes. By tying someone I am giving them a piece of myself that stays with them. This way the rope never really comes off the artwork I bind them in, it never really unravels. They will remember it always.” - Solatus

I agree 100%.

finally put a name to my

“weirdness”.

I was completely in love with rope and needed to know more.

I read up about fetishes and discovered that I had more than just rope and bondage as

fetishes. It intrigued me and pushed me to learn more.

Rope was, to me, an artform. It was beautiful and I wanted to do what I had seen other people do in photos.

YouTube and Google became my tutors, and I took what I saw others did and made it my own.

Getting subjects to practise on was the most difficult part, but I was so desperate to get better at rope art that I practised on my mom,

grandmother (who was 80 at the time) and anyone

else who felt com-

fortable e

Photonough.

To get people

"comfortable

enough” I often

had to make

up a story –

“it’s for a project,

a Halloween

costume a friend

asked me to help

with . . .”

No mention of the fact

that while it may not sexual now I would definitely use it

for such purposes later!

Having to explain why I do

it and how it is is done happens daily.

I know it will probably be part of me till the day I die. I won’t be able to go vanilla again and I realise the ‘nillas won’t easily understand why

I like tying people up. I might be a freak to some, but I am comfortable in my freakish

“I believe rope is a creative extension of myself. It goes beyond just putting rope onto a person. There is a transfer of energy . . . spirituality through the ropes. By tying someone I am giving them a piece of myself that stays with them. This way the rope never really comes off the artwork I bind them in, it never really unravels. They will remember it always.” - Solatus

I agree 100%.

mind.

I don’t see 10 metres of rope as just rope. I see art.

When I go to a hardware shop or stationary shop my mind is filled with the possibilities.

ROPE is my passion.

I would like to share this quote from one of my fellow kinkster and I agree 100%

as just rope. I see art.

When I go to a hardware shop or stationary shop my mind is filled with the possibilities.

ROPE is my passion.

I would like to share this quote from one of my fellow kinkster and I agree 100%

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