Chapter 1: My First Rope Meet

Feeling free while being tied is certainly something i never expected to experience in my lifetime..

Attended a Peer Rope meetup sometime ago, and i was honestly nervous about going.

Arrived like an hour early and just sat in the carpark calming myself down..

And as i sat there my brain was riddled with a million thoughts, and one that stuck out was "was i appropriately dressed for this?" (The answer was "not quite").

Come 15 mins before the meetup, i went into the lift after noticing someone walking towards it..

Little did i know that someone was also headed for the same meetup, so that made me feel a little less nervous about things.

Went up, found the place, was asked to remove my shoes and wash my feet, and then i just sat down to admire the studio.

It was just the perfect size..

Not too large, not too cramped either.

And there were these thick bamboo poles attached to harnesses placed above and bolted to the ceiling.. the floors were all padded, and just off the center of the space were two tatami mats which i guess was the main "stage".

Cushions and blankets were strewn in a pile at a corner, some shelving units, and a basket with tons of jute rope inside.

At the time it was just the four of us, when another arrived and not long after, we all sat down in a circle, and the host gave us our first lesson..

And that lesson was an introduction of the rope itself, and its components.

Now, i have some cotton rope at home which i bought at Nobunaga's (in Osaka) a long time ago at a discount, but boy.. the feeling pales in comparison with a well treated jute rope.

Smells good, too!

The next lesson was how to tie a single column.

And we applied it onto our leg.

And see, here's the thing.

my mind races with thoughts all the time, and when we were instructed on how to do the tie.. my mind just cleared out. Like, silence and laser focus on learning this.

From there we learned how to tie the leg and thigh together, i remembered the host saying munter hitch, and those were probably the only two words i remembered from that night (lol), but when it was all done, i can't help but admire my (sloppy) work.

It felt great!

But what felt even BETTER was when i removed the binds to find that the rope had already left marks on my skin (HRT gave me sensitive skin that easily marks, and i'm forever thankful for that).

My god, it was addictive.

We went again on the other leg.

From there, we learned how to use the same single column for various parts of the body.

We tied the ankle to my waist, and also used it on my neck. Definitely skills that i'll improve upon for my own self ties.

By this time, more have joined, and there were 9 of us in total.

By then, the basic lessons were coming to an end, and the host taught us how to keep our ropes properly, and i felt proud for having learned so much.

Gotta keep practicing to not forget though!

And as we were winding down, i just started absorbing my surroundings.

A lovely couple were there, the bloke tying up his spouse, another lad was also in the house, and i found out that he's a rigger that i've been following a lot lately, because his works are just.. *chef's kiss*!

Too bad he's headed to Taipei right on my birthday.. but then he started getting to work, tying up the person that came in with me earlier.

And oh my, i wasn't even the one being tied but i *felt* that session.

The level of playfulness, care and expertise he had and how he effortlessly completed the tie..

..and moved the entire thing into a dang suspension tie, right before my very eyes! Under my breath i went "holy shit".. i want to be suspended like that omg!

And then after what seemed like an eternity, he slowly let his subject down, untied, and teased along the way..

There was a level of catharsis within me that wasn't quite able to comprehend what just occurred, yet felt a connection to it.

i was in awe, but i forgot that the host previously mentioned that we could approach any of the riggers to ask to be tied.. but i was too nervous.

i really wanted to experience his ties, but my body and mouth couldn't move.

And i was just screaming and crying on the inside haha!

As he took a rest, the one that was tied earlier asked if i wanted to be tied, and i just nodded like a 6-year old.

And so i removed my watch, put my phone aside and stood up.

Just so happened, i became her model for the next TK recap class (TK: takake kote - arms behind the back boxtie).

i was barely listening to what the host was saying to be honest.. i was more fixated on the layers of rope being put on me..

my arms were behind my back, and as each layer of rope is applied around me, i began to relax more and more.. and my (tiny) breasts were bound in front, and shame surged within me when i looked down and realized what was happening (i probably leaked a little as well.. oops)

And when the tie neared completion, i felt at ease.

It's crazy, i know.

But with every breath i took, the ropes restricted me slightly, forcing me to pay attention to each breath i take.

At one point, my breath was a little ragged and shaky from this, but i felt.. blissful.

Honestly speaking, i didn't want to be let go of the tie.

i just wanted to sit there in silence.

my head all clear, rope digging into me, the voices around me just.. tuning out, like turning down the volume on the radio.

There was so much noise and static before..

But not now.

Now it's just stillness and calm.

And as soon as it arrived, i felt the ropes being loosened off of me.

The noise was coming back.

It was just a matter of minutes when the last piece of rope fell to the floor, and my rigger told me to stretch my arms.. slowly.

And slowly i did.

i thanked her for the amazing tie, and i just sat back down, still in a daze.

The meetup was winding down, everyone was packing up their ropes and we're just sitting on the floor, listening to everyone telling their stories and chatting.

i was satisfied and happy..

..but regretted not opening my mouth to ask for another tie, but i told myself it was okay.

i'll be back for more.

And as the night winded down, the host gave us some pineapple tarts brought from Macau (i think?).

And just like that, the session slowly came to an end,

And we all head to the door and said our goodbyes.

i left with a renewed passion of being tied; being a rope bunny, and was completely motivated to come back for another, and another, and another!

On my way down, the couple from earlier talked with me..

And gave me encouragement to try and ask the riggers to tie me up next time.

An encouragement i would certainly carry with me to the next session.

With that, i got into my car, and drove home.

Thanks all for reading, hope you enjoyed it! 🩷