Cloak my sight in velvet dark,
Hide away the day.
Blind me from the prying eyes
Until the world is far away.
Engulf me in your fantasy,
Tease me with your power;
Self controlled seduction,
Waiting to devour.
With silken cords, gentle touch,
Bind me till I’m free.
Wrap me snug, away from harm
Your voice, a constant melody.
Paint seduction with your lips,
Enflame me from within,
Till all I know and think and feel;
Your touch upon my skin.
Take my body, hard and deep,
Impassioned by your lust,
Steal my breath, dissolve my thoughts
Till I scream with every thrust.
Guide me safe and let me soar,
Fearless in my bliss,
Freed within your mastery,
To savor passion’s kiss.
There’s always been something extremely beautiful and seductive to me about rope bondage. Okay, so the reality is that I’d rather learn how to be the rigger (aka the person doing the tying), but I still think it’s incredibly beautiful.
Truth is, the first time I ever experimented with bondage, I was about 17 years old. I noticed that by taking away my (then) boyfriend’s ability to move, he was better able to relax and enjoy it, trusting me to take care of him. For me, that was empowering. When combined with something like sensory deprivation (blindfolds, etc.), it can be pretty mind blowing.
The thing to remember is that trust and communication are hugely important anytime you’re delving into these areas. Please, if you decide to play, have a safe word in place. And if you’re dealing in bondage, make sure you have a way to quickly release the person entrusting you with their safety so that if they panic, no one gets hurt.
By the way, I was interviewed Fiona Mcvie’s blog today, too. She likes to chat it up with authors, so I’d really appreciate if you checked it out. I even left an excerpt for my next book over there. 😉
Damn, this got me all hot and horny. I might break out the handcuffs tonight.
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Oh, Phil. You’re a riot. Hopefully your fiancee enjoys. 😉
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FYI – first time we had sex ropes and handcuffs were involved.
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So it will be like reliving the early days in your relationship.
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Oh yes!
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Good safety advice! Nice imagery in the poem.
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Thanks, Steph!
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If I smoked I’d need a cigarette right about now.
That poem is the bees knees.
I’ve done handcuffs but never ropes. I feel like a lot of research would have to go into knots. Like, do we do square knots? Sailor knots? I don’t want to get stuck and have to march into the emergency room looking like a ball of yarn.
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This is why it is so important to have a knife at the ready in case you need a sudden escape. (Also why it’s important to take lessons from a professional rigger if you’re going to get serious.)
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OMG LESSONS?!!! A KNIFE?!!!
I applaud your dedication to the craft. Maybe I’ll just use Twizzlers.
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Well, if someone starts to panic, you don’t want to make them wait until you untie/untangle those knots. They could hurt themselves. You never know what can trigger someone’s panic button.
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I got you. I just think they’d be less panicked if they knew they could eat their way out of cherry flavored Twizzler ropes.
The being bound effect would be lessened but defeat never tasted so good.
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Definitely true. 😀
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Just popping by through the link from Anna’s blog. Beautiful poem evoking lovely images in my mind. I have a book on my wishlist that deals in shibari and I can’t wait to read it. Thank you for the safety reminder.
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Thanks, Sophia! What book? Shibari is such an intricate, intriguing art form. As for the safety reminder? It’s important to me to share responsibly. 😉
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Nice Kitt *nods* I wouldn’t mind being on either side. It’s one of those things that just fascinates me. Have seen some absolutely gorgeous work and gah yes the trust in that. Amazing.
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Thanks, Anna! There’s such a sensual beauty to well done rope bondage. The exchange of power…yum!
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I love the line, “Bind me till I’m free”.
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Thanks, Emma. I think some people don’t realize that there can be a sense of freedom in not having to be in control of their bodies, but rather enabled to melt away into sensations. 🙂
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