I attempted Rope Bondage as a Coping Mechanism for My anxiousness.“What’s the rope for?” We asked, flirting.

I happened to be lying on my belly in my own brand brand new boo’s bed room, happy and sweaty from a yoga that is intense plus a similarly intense post yoga write out sesh.

“Doesn’t everybody have rope to their nightstand?” She quipped. Pictures during my mind flipped. Present, past, present. In yoga that day, my teacher had bound my sides with straps after which tied the straps to my legs in a stand that is forearm. For a long time, I’ve lovingly called my instructor my femme dom and I’ve frequently joked concerning the similarities between Iyengar yoga and Shibari (Japanese rope bondage). Continue reading