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Shibari

Date: 10/8/2014, Categories: BDSM, Author: gilrenard, Rating: 12, Source: LushStories

Toronto, ten months ago. And I work too much to have any hobbies. See you at six, Gil. I have a million emails that I need to reply to.” “See you at six, Mandy.” Mandy arrived at six sharp. She was carrying a red duffle and dressed in grey yoga pants, a white tank top that exposed her mid-section. Her sports bra was visible through the tank top. She had on white joggers with no socks. Her dark brown hair was in a ponytail. “Hiya, Gil,” she greeted me with a grin from ear to ear. “Hello, Mandy. You look perfect, please come in.” “Thank you,” she replied, as I offered to take her duffle bag. “I ordered Chinese food, and requested it be delivered at eight,” I informed her as I led her to my living room. “Great, I love Chinese food,” she cheerfully replied. “Thank you so much for helping me out with this, Gil. I stayed up late, looking at pictures and reading about shibari.” “It’s my pleasure, Mandy.” I dropped the duffle bag on my couch and asked, “Would you like to ask me questions, or do you want to get started, Mandy?” “I’m a bit nervous, but I want to get started right away, if you don’t mind,” her voice crackled a bit. “Let’s go downstairs, I have set everything up. You have nothing to be nervous about. Any time you wish to stop, just tell me. I do not want you to do anything that you do not want to,” I assured her. Mandy sucked her bottom lip between her teeth and nodded. When we got to the basement, Mandy looked around and spotted six red ropes, neatly wound, on a small ... table. “May I?” she asked as she walked towards the ropes. “Of course you may, unravel one. Touch it and familiarize yourself with the texture and feel of it.” “It’s so much softer than it looks, Gil,” she said with surprise in her voice. “It’s made of hemp, my favorite type to work with. I hope you approve of the color I chose for you.” “It’s a beautiful red, I love it," she smiled. “Shall we start, Mandy?” “Yes. What do you want me do?” she asked. “I will need to ask you to remove your bra,” I said to her in a matter of fact tone. She hesitated a few seconds, then pulled the straps of her bra over her shoulders, and pulled her arms through them. She reached under her tank top and pulled her bra down and over her hips to her ankles and stepped out of it. She placed her bra next to the ropes and asked, “Will this make the rope easier to work with?” “No,” I chuckled. Her jaw dropped, she stared at me in silence for a moment and broke out in to laughter. “You are horrible, taking advantage of me like that!” “I do prefer to tie and admire bare breasts. I will confess to being curious as how perky your breasts are, Mandy,” I smiled. I walked to her and took the rope she had unraveled. I demonstrated a single column tie on her left wrist. I closed the tie away from her wrist. “Depending on the tie, you are able to move your body freely. If the rope is on a sensitive part of your body, your movement will stimulate it. Imagine the rope rubbing against a sensitive part of your body, ...