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Thoughts – March 15, 2017

I’ve been cleaning up the folder DigiFot 2016 on my computer. Making sure the files are properly named following my naming conventions. Then I made 3 backups on different disks so I have a total of 4 copies of the same folder. One of those disks will be stored in my locker at work. You see, an old negative can be stored somewhere safe. It can burn, be stolen or whatever.

Yet I believe a digital file will evaporate much easier into oblivion. Faulty drive, faulty memory card. I have quite a collection of faulty memory cards by the way. I use them to prove to people nothing is forever. Not even state-of-the-art technology.

I still own negatives and slides my father took. He passed away 45 years ago. As an IT professional I can tell you 4 decades are an eternity in digital life.  I am pretty sure your digital files won’t live that long. In the event they do it might happen there is no software available anymore that reads that “prehistoric” file-format.

In January 2016, more than a year ago, Princess and I were discovering the pleasures of rope suspension. Then we stopped and I can’t remember why.
I only know it was not because something bad occurred.
I guess it just happened. We simply moved to floor play and floor suspension. It is safer albeit floor-suspension can be dangerous too.

2017.
Yesterday, like the week before, I trained on tying the hip harness and the Shinju chest harness for suspension. I’ve got both almost in my muscle memory so I hope I’ll be tying them without any visual aid very soon.

Princess patiently let me tie. The I moved to the suspension. It all went well. Yet I felt quite nervous because I don’t want anything to happen to the love of my life. I tend to squeeze her hands, feel her feet, her skin to make sure everything is going well.

After a while a part of her butt became deep purple.

I pinched Princesses’ butt asking “do you feel this?”
“What do you mean?” Princess replied.
“Do you feel me pinching your skin?”
Princess did not reply immediately so I felt panic invading my mind. Princess dodged my direct questions and soon, due to my panic, my tone changed.

“Are you talking about the rope pinching me?”
Oh fuck. Why can’t a simple question be met with a yes or no?
Going into a discussion about what I was precisely talking about made me mad.

I love doing a suspension and when I’m finished Princess is quite happy hanging in space. But for now it gives me a huge amount of stress. Correct and to-the-point feedback from the expert, the one hanging in the ropes, is essential.

This is an image I took during a suspension, January 2016.

Yesterday I simply videotaped the suspension so Princess could enjoy seeing herself experiencing it in real-life.

Suspension, January 23, 2016

Futomomo

I need to stay focused and do whatever I love to do in order to compensate for the stuff I don’t like to do (anymore).

Even though I got it all, love, a good job, friends, no real worries, demons out of the past are catching up with me again.

I’m taking some time off at work to concentrate on what I really love. That’s Princess, BDSM, Dominance, rope. I like to add some photography and writing to this already titillating mix of pleasurable stuff.

I believe I am quite good at tying a simple gote. Obviously there is still much room for improvement but there are other ties too.

So these past few days I have been studying the futomomo tie. It is a leg binding tie that can be used on the ground or in suspension and handy for sex. The nice thing about the futomomo is that the way you tie it may vary and thus offering quite some creativity.

Princesses’ feet

Yesterday evening, Tuesday, I tried it on my model, the godly Lena Rogerdottir.

Made a few variations, then tried the 6mm jute I recently bought and treated, then ended the evening with a limited floor suspension using the coconut rope.

I made some photographs. They are great, they really are. I make the best photographs in the world.

This afternoon, checking the images in Lightroom, I can see my errors, both in tying and in taking an image. Some of the latter can be solved with Photoshop albeit that is not the way I generally work.

I post my images in a close Facebook group matching myself with newbies like me and the best of the world. Intimidating but I’m getting there too. It is nice to see that my work is appreciated.

Then my model, Lena Rogerdottir, and I subscribed to an Esinem training on the hip harness. Indeed that tie is still missing in my repertoire.

After that we went to bed and we talked for a while and then dozed off.

She was awake before me and then I woke up. We made love and it was ferocious and Lena ravenous for yet another orgasm. I spanked her, flogged her and fucked her to kingdom come.

In the late afternoon I downloaded a few chapters of her new book Maggie Carpenter mailed me. I read her work for typos and inconsistencies. I love doing this kind of stuff as I do learn new expressions and other writing stuff.

Tomorrow I’ll be trying the hip harness. After that I’ll be taking, with my model,  classes on suspension.

Playing with the futomomo

Rope photography

Princess is getting better every day. She can walk better, stand longer but still suffers from intense pain during the night.

Blinded by rope.
Nikon D2h with 35-70 lens and 1 softbox.

Yesterday, January 17, I decided to do some rope bondage photography. Princess loved the idea.
So I set up a little studio in our living room and used one studio flash with a 70 x 70 cm soft-box and a huge reflector.

We had a great evening. Having fun, talking, enjoying the pleasure of rope.

Princess, Box-tie.
Nikon D2h with 35-70 lens and 1 softbox.

I did a few different scenes and took about 100 images. I enjoyed every bit of it. Obviously I am still evolving in the art of rope but finally it is about having fun.

The images can also be found on our image website, nsfw.hopto.org.

I hope we’ll be able to do some more shooting very soon.

Princess.
Nikon D2h with 35-70 lens and 1 softbox.

Private rope tuition and more

It finally happened. The private rope tuition I had organized for Princess’s birthday more than a month ago. It had been deferred because the teacher had sawed in his hand. He is better now but it will take almost another year before he knows if he his thumb will become sensitive again.

They arrived late and as a matter of a fact they phoned us because they where unable to get where I live. It is not the at the end of the world or a deserted colony on the moon but there are so many road works going on. They told me where the were and Princess and I jumped in the car and led them to our place.

We chitchatted for a while and then dove into the workshop. It was intense and the guy is simply a great tutor.

We did a takate-kote but a variation of the one I know and it is more beautiful and doing this tie I learned a few new ways of tying and laying knots.

After that there was a hip harness.

He did the ties on his girlfriend and I mimicked his movements on Princess who simply enjoyed herself.

I had booked him for 4 hours but after 2 I started for feel a little dizzy with all the information and trust me, doing this is very intense and wearing.

Then they left and I did the new version of the takate-kote (chest harness) and then Princess and I felt very exhausted.

We went to bed, I fucked her but not for long as getting both some sleep seemed a better option.

Stella is not doing well and before our visitor’s came Stella phoned her mother and that made Princess a little preoccupied.

We slept well. Princess and I always do when we share the same bed.

* * *

When we woke up it was still early. I fucked Princess as hard as I could and we made love for almost 2 hours before she begged for mercy.

The she grabbed her iPhone. There were more than 60 text messages waiting to be read. All of them by Stella and it started at about 03:00.

Princess read them aloud so I could follow. I am not going into any details but I can say it was written while Stella was suffering from an intense psychosis.

I can’t help it but while Princess was reading my mind started dwelling and H.P. Lovecraft and the less know Clark Ashton Smith. I discovered the latter through a small bookstore in Ludlow, England, while I was staying with an aunt.

Stella’s shift in reality is somewhat frightening and I guess that is horror too. There is one slight difference though. Stella’s horror is not something she imagines and writes down. It is what her world is when it is not regulated with medication.

So I dropped off a concerned Princess at her place. Every door was locked and I noticed a slight panic in Princess’s voice when she yelled “Stella” while knocking on the door.

Finally, there was some movement I then I left, before Stella could open the door. I knew it would be okay but hard for Princess.

Stella has an issue with trust/men and when she is suffering from psychosis it is even worse.

Sure enough, later on today, Princess phoned me, all emotional. It turned out Stella had not been taking her meds for a day or two. That explained a lot.

I am writing and it is dark outside, half-moon and 20:11. And even later when ready to post this.

I’m writing this while scanning a bunch of negatives. I am also chatting, something I don’t do very often. I was asked by a  FB friend of me, a Dom, if I was open for mentoring a girl he had met in a BDSM-group.
There was a language problem though and I told him I would love to if she was okay with it. She was. And then I told Princess about it.

So now I am a mentor for a girl who loves BDSM but suffers from OCD.

We don’t ‘talk’ much anymore, but from what she tells me I made a difference. I am helping/guiding someone and that makes me feel so good.

Untitled (2016) Nikon F5 with 70-300 VR and loaded with Kodak Tri-X
Untitled (2016)
Nikon F5 with 70-300 VR and loaded with Kodak Tri-X

P.L.P.

This is not about a people’s liberation organization or a political party.

It is what we, Princess and I, enjoy doing.
Pain, Love and Passion.

Princess and I are still growing and the way we play has changed over the course of the last few months. Mind you, I use the same ingredients, but the way I cook is different.

More than before Dominance has now an important part in the way I play with Princess. It makes our scenes more intense and Princesses’ body language, her response to my Dominance, both unmistakable passionate and very submissive.

I think this is why lately we get some very positive reactions in the Dungeon. I don’t just spank Princess or tie her or whatever it is I do. I think of it as a cat and mouse game. I take my time, observe, give pain, observe, give love, pleasure and Princess, my love, reacts in a way I cannot describe except that her emotions are pure.

What most Dominants do in the Dungeon is spank and that is it. I rarely see the interaction I have with Princess. They could as well be spanking a love doll.

I do not want to brag but we, Princess and I, give a genuine show, more than those whom choose to spank for the pleasure of spanking. Don’t get me wrong, I do not look down on these people. Hell, we live in an apartment too and noise travels far. It can be liberating to go for harsh impact plat knowing you are not disturbing anyone. Having the cops knocking on the door.

At home there are the ropes, the Shibari ring and a 3 anchor points I made in the walls surrounding the play space. One overhead, for the arms, and two for spreading Princesses’ legs.

So I can tie Princess in several ways. I can do floor suspension or full suspension or have her stand up, hands tied to a horizontal bamboo bar. Have her lying down and spread open, ready for use.

The cane has become my tool of preference when it comes to pain. I also use wooden clothes pins and they also deliver very intense local pain stimuli. Candle wax is something that does wonders too.

I am still amazed when I make Princess orgasm with only pain.

When I Dominate Princess sexually I feel so complete, so one with my love.

Pain, Love and Passion is our mantra.

Waiting for Princess (2016) Olympus OM-2n with 28mm f3,5 and loaded with Ilford HP5+
Waiting for Princess (2016)
Olympus OM-2n with 28mm f3,5 and loaded with Ilford HP5+

Bummer

Tomorrow is Princess’s birthday. Weeks ago I started planning a private Shibari tuition at our place. I was lucky Ligatio had time as he and his partner in the middle of moving house.

I kept it a secret for Princess and used The Stranger scenario and the subsequent threesome as a smokescreen. It was mind fucking at its best because doing so I learned a few interesting things by simply observing Princess when I, on a regular basis, unfolded a few details of what I was planning. You know, just checking, I told Princess, to ensure myself she would enjoy the event.

I ended up not only knowing such a scenario was acceptable but also feeling guilty as Princess was looking forward, with obvious reservations, to what I had planned.

So a few days ago I told her I had planned private tuition. I still don’t know if Princess was relieved The Stranger thing was just a smokescreen.

Princess was thrilled and we were looking forward to the workshop. It is not really the way I do things but I did not even bother making a backup plan.

This morning I got a text message from an unknown number.
Indeed.

Apparently he had a sawing accident that not only injured badly his thumb but also broke his wrist. He hoped we could get together in 6 weeks or so. I wished him well, told him I was still looking forward in getting tuition from him. I was at work she I kept it short but wrote a lengthier email when I arrived at home. To show there were no hard feelings I asked for 4 hours instead of 3.

Shit happens and I really hope he will be fine with no consequences for his fingers or hand.

There I was with no backup plan.
Fuck.
Think Franco, think.

It did not take long for inspiration to visit me. On Esinem’s Shibariclasses I enrolled in a hip harness tutorial so I can start doing something new tomorrow with Princess.

We’ll have dinner first, Sushi of course, then back to our place for some intense rope bondage. I’ll show her the short movie Kinbaku and I also got a little present for Princess.

Meanwhile I got the 6mm hemp rope and the Japanese Tsubaki Oil. During the weekend I boiled 2 meters, dried and stretched it to find out the difference.

The hemp is much softer but I have no experience using it yet. I’ll be preparing some rope and treat it with the Tsubaki Oil. The rope’s breaking strength is about 285 kilos’ so I’ll probably use it for suspension and not for the bondage. I prefer the thinner jute rope for tying. Maybe I’ll also get some 4mm hemp rope.

Bulk 6mm hemp rope and a bottle of Tsubaki Oil
Bulk 6mm hemp rope and a bottle of Tsubaki Oil

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Thoughts – January 27, 2016

“All other activities, like stage shows and most video work, I’d describe as Shibari. To me, Shibari is merely doing bondage in the Japanese style, producing ties according to Japanese aesthetics. For a rope session to qualify as Kinbaku you need to go inside the woman, touch her soul.” – Osada Steve

In less than a week it is Princess’s birthday. I have been mind fucking her for weeks now, making her believe The Stranger-scenario would be her present. For those whom lack imagination, it is about a hotel room, Princess blindfolded, me and an unknown man. Hence The Stranger.

It went from oh no to wow, really? and then I’m nervous but I’m liking the idea to bring it on, baby. So finally I felt bad about it, making Princess believe and looking forward to an event most ignorant people would qualify as an ordinary threesome.

This morning, during breakfast, I finally came clear and told Princess I had organized private rope tutoring at our place.
I cannot say she was relieved that The Stranger thing was off, but she liked the idea of the private workshop.

I’m thinking she is defying me, thinking I don’t have the guts to go in the direction of The Stranger scenario. What Princess does not know is that doing so she is fueling my will to make it happen.

Of course it is not a game, not a goal, but Princess and I know one that one day The Stranger will happen because we want to experience the thrills that go with such an event. I also know we are both ready and are fully aware it will only intensify our relation.

Yesterday I did another full suspension and it was better that the previous one. I filmed it so Princess could see for herself. The suspension had 4 anchor points. One originated on her shoulder, hooked on the TK, and then three one-column ties: ankle, thigh and hip.

Legs

Then I moved back to floor suspension, playing with rope, movements, Dominance and pain. Whipping, candle wax, pinching and mental play, pushing Princess deep into subspace.

It is Princess whom asked and pushed to do more rope bondage and I am happy she did. Using rope adds so much intimacy, artistry and sensuality to the scenes we play.

Just for fun I tied a quick corset using a cane as a support. It is not perfect but it was just fun to do. Princess is dressed in rope and the cane on her back supports it.  She liked the feel and warmth of the rope on her skin.

Cane & Rope
Cane & Rope

With one swift move of the cane the rope dress falls on the ground revealing Princess’s gorgeous body. Like I said it is a very simple tie but very effective. Fun for the model and fun for the audience.

If you love rope there is this beautiful documentary about the British Rope Scene, The Pleasure of Rope. It is money well paid.

Then this documentary “Kinbaku” (2010) will also pleasure you. Enjoy Osada Steve’s performance.

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Please share this resource with bottoms, models, riggers and anyone who might be able to make use of this information.

The new edition is only available in English at the moment but translations in Italian, Spanish, Dutch, Romanian, French, Polish & German will be made available as soon as possible.

Cover illustration by Singing Tree
Cover illustration by Singing Tree

Full Suspension

“What I would love to achieve is to master as much of the technics as possible in order to be creative without the need of thinking about the tying itself. I want to concentrate on my interaction with Princess.”

I wrote the above a few days ago in an email. I’ve been corresponding with X. for some time now. Gradually we connected and I am pretty sure he now knows what I want from him.

The ties themselves can be learned from a book.

How one ties, the caveats and shortcuts, advantages and disadvantages of the materials used, can only be learned from someone who knows what it is about, has experience and knows how to teach. What is tight? What is snug? In a book these words have no real meaning, they have to be faced, shown, discussed.
Felt.

We are getting there, X. and I and I am sure spending time with him will help me find the road I am seeking.

There is nothing wrong playing with a bunch of different toys. Erotic asphyxiation, pain, submission, impact play, electro play, humiliation, cupping among others, they all bring pleasure. The real art lies in combining them, resulting in a pleasurable, intense and memorable session.

It feels good though to want to master at least something. After tying Princess on occasions, I finally fell in love with rope bondage. This is the domain in which I want to excel.

Princess knows that when I get hooked on something I’ll go the whole nine yards to master it.

* * * *

Yesterday I received the wooden 9” Shibari ring I had ordered little over a week ago at Esinem’s store.
It took some time to tie the ring to a carabineer in order to get the correct distance from the floor. Sometimes I can lose myself in insignificant details.

Then it was time to pick up Princess at her place and once back home we were excited to use the ring. (I’ll need to tie it again as the ring still hangs to low)

We broke in the ring and it went so natural and so easy. It felt as if I had done rope all my life. I am aware it is not the case. I am still very much a rookie.

Anyway I started with a box-tie and it went well. Tight above the breasts, a little looser under Princess’s breasts. I finished the tie with a Mt Fuji halter neck tie.

I attached a safety rope to the box-tie, at the shoulder, made sure the tie was secured and then up, through the ring, down, up and then securing it with a few half-hitches.

The second rope was used as a single column tie around Princess’s thigh, about 6” above the knee-joint, a safe zone. I pulled the rope up and then Princess was standing on one foot. As I wanted to find out how this felt under more stress I lifted Princess’s other leg.

“Still feels good, Milord, but this finally makes no sense as you are still supporting my weight.”
True.

Fuck it, I thought and grabbed another rope, tied it around Princess’s other ankle, lifted and tied the rope around the ring.

OMG, there she was, my Princess, hanging in our living in a full suspension. She felt very comfortable. No tingling, pain, numbness or whatever.

Oh boy, my very first full suspension just happened like that, in a few easy and well calculated moves. I made a photograph. Sorry for the chaos and ugly background, it is my living room as it is.

Gently I pivoted Princess checking constantly if she was well and nothing was feeling bad or uncomfortable.

While writing this I am still amazed. Princess was happy as a clam; it has been her wish since we started doing rope.

I untied Princess after some 6 or 7 minutes air time. The rest of the evening we spent with intense floor-suspension and some teasing with a cane, a massager and the TENS-unit. The latter was a mistake as it brought Princess out of her Zen-like state.

After that we went to bed and surprisingly we did not feel the need for hard fuckery. Pretty soon I turned the lights off. We enjoyed being together in the darkness. I gently made love to Princess and then we fell asleep.

It had been an intense and fun evening and very memorable.

We, Princess and I, are constantly evolving. Yet the common denominator is rope and it is quite powerful. Using rope, the bondage, is a whole new way of connecting with Princess.

My first full suspension. Not a sexy pose or an amazing photograph.
My first full suspension. Not a sexy pose or an amazing photograph.

 

 

More rope play

Saturday, January 9th

I spent most of the day making preparations for the evening. Watched clips and dug deeper into the Esinem online training module I am following.
Also I tried to rest and take care of myself as Princess’s heavy cold and laryngitis had obviously rubbed off on me.

19:30
Everything is set. Ropes, shears, a few impact toys, Princess’s kimono, candles and playlist among others.

Ready to play
Ready to play

The next 20′ I spend picking up Princess and bringing her home.

We have a drink. Cava with 0% alcohol. The reasons are multiple. Princess is on antibiotics and I want to have a clear head. The third reason is that I find I drink way too much. Not that I’m drunk every day, I never am, I don’t like to lose control. But leisurely drinking a bottle of wine while I write or read, every single evening, could become, over time, a problem.

While I lit the candles Princess undresses, keeping her panties, and slips into her kimono. I do the same, black boxer short and a black shirt. I definitively should get a kimono.

I tell her that whenever she feels uncomfortable, if something hurts or feels numb, to say so immediately. Not only for her own safety but to help me learn to do a better job.

1

I start with a double column tie around Princess’s ankles and hoist her legs up. Then a double column around her wrists. I use a white ribbon, pull it between her teeth and fasten it behind her head.

I play with Princess, stroke her gently, kiss her, touch her sensitive parts. Hell, her panties are already moist. A slap on the jaw, hair pulling, nipple pinching, Pulling her legs higher.
We don’t talk but I monitor her closely and every now and then I pinch her hand.
She pinches back.

I lower her legs and let the rope drop on her lower body. Her eyes are closed, it is pretty obvious my love is far away, in deep subspace.

I attach the rope to the bight of the tie around her wrists and connect it with the one around her ankles and pull her hands against her thighs. Push Princess on her side, spoon for a while, turn her over again and pull the rope over the ring and put pressure on the line. I am now able to spin Princess around, her butt a pivot point.

I lay down next to her, pull her kimono back a little, play with her erect nipple. Kiss her lips, the ribbon still in its place between her teeth.
The next move is even more fun. I untie her ankles and attach a rope to each of them using a single column tie. Pull them up, Princess is now lying on her back.

I grab the ropes and pull her legs open. Use the sole of my foot putting minor pressure and movements on her pussy. Soon she is making the right noises, I push some more and stop just before she finds release.

Then I loosen all the ropes, drop them, covering Princess. I hold her in my arms, we have a drink.

“More?”
“Yes please, Milord.”
“Get on you foot then, girl.”

With swift moves, pushing and pulling Princess in place, I tie a reverse box-tie. I am happy that this and other ties are already in my muscle memory.

I then get behind Princess, grab her hair and push my foot against her lower right leg to force her on her knees. Then she is on her back. I attach a safety line to the box-tie and hoist her up, making sure her butt is still on the floor.

Unfortunately, Princess can’t hold this position. Her head, falling backwards, puts a strain on her shoulder and that is a problem area.

I untie, making sure every single rope gently slides over her skin or nipples.

While Princess takes a sip I fasten a 150 cm bamboo pole to the hook, horizontally with the floor.

Bamboo pole as a holding bar for spanking
Bamboo pole as a holding bar for spanking

She smiles, happy, and lift her arms so she can grab the pole. Standing up is Princess’s preferred position for spanking and whipping.

Then we go to bed.
Princess has found a new way to intensify her orgasms even more.

Proactively I put a mattress protector on the bed for Princess to lay on. Her orgasms have become even wetter.

It is some kind of mindfuck she uses where she thinks of herself as simply being sexually used; her body unresistant. The notion “being used” is a huge turn-on for Princess.
I fuck Princess, hard, long, with no mercy and with much played disinterest. Regularly using an other way, different noises, breathing in her ear, whatever, helping her to make-believe different men are fucking her. I am not sure if it helps though.

Later, later, Princess lays in my arms. We are both exhausted. Princess thanks me for an intense evening and the zillion orgasms I gave her. She tells me how she feels so very submissive when we play and even more when she is tied.

From Masters of Sex, a FB Group
From Masters of Sex, a FB Group

We talk about her “being used” button. It is an interesting topic. Princess has no idea where it comes from. But it is a huge turn-on and I want to explore it more in-depth, play with the possibilities it offers.

Source: persian-slutwife.tumblr.com
Source: persian-slutwife.tumblr.com

Not for the first time we talk about our mutual fantasy called “The Stranger”. We talk about the emotional impact and if or how it could compromise our relation.
Princess and I are pretty sure it won’t.

From Rounchy Secrets, a FB group
From Rounchy Secrets, a FB Group

I am not going to elaborate but “The Stranger” fantasy has now become even more real as a scene to be played in a not so far future.

We sleep well, Princess and I.

It is little over nine when we wake up on this Sunday morning. We make love but soon I’m exhausted. My cold and laryngitis have worsened over night.
Still I manage to give her about a hundred, give or take, orgasms.

Then it is noon so I have to drop Princess off at her place.

Source: makemestruggle.tumblr.com
Source: makemestruggle.tumblr.com