“I discovered I love the artistry of it. I was fortunate to find a master who taught me what I needed to know to keep my partners safe. It doesn’t always involve sex for me. Many people never understand that it can be straight-up erotic artistry for some of us. However, I won’t lie and say it never ended in sex.”
When I paused to let what I said sink in, Anastasia moved. She lay back on the bed, her head on her pillow, theblanket pulled over her. Shit, I was freaking her out. I went to reassure her again, but she spoke first.
“Where exactly do you do this? At your home? Theirs? Or a club?”
“I’ve never gone to anyone’s house other than when I was a student of Master Hitch. He had a studio set up in his home, in addition to at a club. As for my place, I’ve never practiced shibari there. I kept that at a club. It was too personal to have anyone in my home.”
“Where is this club? What is it called?” Her voice was quieter.
“Sia, I think we should stop. This topic is clearly making you uncomfortable. I should’ve thought this through better.”
She sat up. “Don’t stop! I need to hear this, Reign. It’s clearly a big part of you. I want to know. Tell me.”
“Fine, but if it gets to be too much, tell me.”
“I will.”
“It’s in Nashville, and it’s called the House of Lustz. I’ve been a member for five years. I told you there were reasons my last girlfriend and I broke up. My interest in finding out more about the kink side of things was part of it. After I joined, I discovered shibari and met Hitch. He taught me not only the methods but also the beauty of it.”
I watched her face as I explained that. She didn’t appear disgusted, but trepidation was there.
“What else would you like to know?” I asked her.
“Is shibari the only kind of bondage you enjoy?”
“If you were into it, I would like to restrain your ankles and wrists with either rope or handcuffs. It can be stimulating for both of us. I’ve done predicament bondage, but it’s not something I have to have.”
“What’s that?”
Boy, we were delving far tonight. I hadn’t thought to go this deep on my side of things.
“It’s when a person is restrained. You’re compelled to experience sensory forces that are opposites. Often, the default position is meant to fatigue your muscles, and eventually you have no choice but to switch to a more painful position. However, it doesn’t always involve discomfort if you only have to remain in a single position. But if you can’t prevent yourself from moving your body, you might pull on weights, other devices, or ropes meant to cause you pain. The latter is what I preferred when I did it.
“For example, you stand on your feet, and I have a rope tied to your ponytail. If you remain that way, no pain. But I would try to make you shift by tickling you or dropping to my knees and eating your pussy until you can’t stand still. The pain of it can enhance sexual desire and responses.”
As I finished explaining, I noticed her face had flushed, and her breathing had picked up. I fought not to jump to any conclusions about the reason, but the talk about what I liked and now how she was reacting made my cock start to stiffen. I could so easily picture Anastasia wearing my ropes. Or handcuffed to the bed, with her ass turning red from a spanking, and then me eating her pussy as she jerked and increased the sensation of pain mixed with pleasure, making her come harder and giving me more of her sweet cum due to the predicament binding. There was a solid minute or more of silence before Anastasia broke it.
“This club, House of Lustz, would it be possible for me to see it? Or is it only for certain people?”
My heart leaped. “You want to see it? If you do, I can make it happen. All I need is for you to fill out a form that allows them to run a general background check. They don’t want any rapists or sexual predators in there. It’s a safety matter.The owner or his manager will issue you a temporary pass once you’re verified. I’d go with you. You’d never be left alone. No one would touch you, Sia.”
“You love the idea of me going there with you, don’t you? I can see it.”
I nodded. “Yes, I do, but that’s no reason to go. If it’s not something you’re interested in, don’t do it for me.” I cautioned her.
“Oh, I’m interested, nervous, and a little scared. I’ve heard of some kinks, but I know there are a ton more. I’ve heard of clubs like yours, but never had the nerve to seek one out and ask to enter. If I were with you, I’d feel safe. I wouldn’t want to do anything there, though.”
“I wouldn’t allow it. Just so you’re aware, if you liked it and wanted to accompany me there after the first visit, you’d have to apply for your own membership. Once it’s granted, and I know it will be since I’m close with the owner, Mikhail, and the manager, Reuben, there can be play and sex done in complete privacy. There are themed and non-themed private rooms one can sign up to use.”
“Would you ever want to do shibari outside of the club?”
I closed my eyes and shuddered as I smiled. I opened them to stare back at her.
“I’d fucking love to do it outside, too. A dream of mine was to find myself a personal rope bottom, have her be exclusively mine, and create a book filled with photos of her as my rope model. The book would be for my personal viewing only. I’ve never found a woman who met my requirements, but you do. I told you. Our relationship direction is marriage. If you agree, I’d love to have a room in our home to practice whenever we want. That way, whenever we had an urge to play, we could stay in the comfort and privacy of our home.”
She scooted closer to me. I was fully erect, though she couldn’t tell by the way I had my leg bent, creating room under the sheet. As she got close, I noted her pupils were dilated. The redness on her cheeks and upper chest persisted, and her breathing was more rapid.
“How soon do you think we could have that form filled out and sent in? And how soon would they approve me?”
