Chapter 2 Workshop With Yada

**Have you ever been tied so tight, your moaning and breathing became one?**

Allow me to recount the events that happened.

(If you haven't read my first chapter on being a rope bunny, i encourage you to! It gives deeper context to the events happening below.)

It was that evening one day, that i received a message from the RTT host, Lin.

*"bambi, would you be interested in this?"*

She attached a link to someone looking for a rope bottom for an upcoming shibari workshop.

That day, i was still high on celebrating my birthday, and i told myself "why the heck not?"

And so i said yes.

And so Lin hooked me up with this person whom i got to know was a rope switch from Singapore, and he introduced himself as W, and we hit it off!

We ironed out the logistics of the workshop, and fast forward a week later, we finally met at RTT studio. He's a gentle guy, and told me he's new-ish in topping, as he's normally the one being tied, and kindly asked me to be patient with him, to which i assured him that i'm new at this as well, and we'd get along well.

i brought my Blahaj -- Shorky with me for aftercare and emotional support (haha!)

The turnout for the workshop was positive, about 20 of us showed up, and at the helm of it was a kinbaku/shibari artist/instructor from Bangkok -- Yada!

i turned up not knowing what to expect, and after Lin laid out some ground rules for the workshop, we started off with some exercises, instilling trust and intimacy with our partners for the night.

It involved somewhat stretching exercises, with W caressing my head and making it more limber and mobile, and me feeling refreshed and ready to go!

i did feel some goosebumps having being touched that way, and Yada also assisted in my stretching, and she was so gentle and had a magical touch about her, i just found myself deeper in relaxation and a lot less nervous than how i started the night off.

And then Yada returned to the "stage" area and motioned us all to come forward as she demonstrated how to tie a tengu; a harness that binds your arms to the side, akin to a pair of wings, while at the same time opening your chest and making it vulnerable and exposed to the top.

She performed the tie on her model and made it look effortless; including some helpful tips and stories along the way.

Everyone (the riggers, mostly) had their phones out and recorded the entire thing -- there was a couple who even wrote down every instruction in painstaking detail, and even had illustrations in their notebook!

Mega props to that level of dedication and learning.

Yada's demonstration was over in a flash, and W was in a bit of a daze on how to do everything from A to Z.

Mind you, he rode from Singapore the same day, and was a little tired, and i felt bad for him.

But i wanted to help him and make it a wonderful experience for the both of us, and so we set out tying.

I undressed into my sports bra and short shorts.

Yada and her assistant helped out loads along the way, and i was feeling giddy when the first few layers of rope were tied onto me!

And then it grew more constrictive.

W's ties were a little on the relaxed side, but Yada dropped in once in a while to tighten it, and it just kept on driving me further and further down my submissive side.

Once again, my breasts were tied and humiliatingly displayed for all to see, and i could feel the embarrassment on my cheeks as i blush at the thought.

Speaking of breasts, Yada suddenly ran up to me and said "ooooh, boobies!" and playfully slapped my left (tied) breasts, eliciting an almost feminine yelp from me!

It was freaking hilarious, but my focus quickly shifted back to the tie.

The ropes by now were constricting my breasts, neck area, ribcage and waist, and W was giving his all and replaying his recording several times to ensure he got the right steps down.

By then i was already quite in a state of bliss, when Yada told us we have about 20 mins left in the segment.

W held my left arm to the side of my shoulder, and began tying, and almost completing the right when we were told to untie and tune in to the next segment.

Yada's assistant motioned W to go listen while he helped untie me as fast as lightning!

Not gonna lie, the way he was slightly rough on me made me feel like a ragdoll, and i loved it.

After thanking him i joined the crowd into the next demonstration; floor play.

The first tie was the exact same tengu as the first demonstration (but now in a seating position), but oh god, Yada amplified the intimacy level to 11!

So much so that i blushed watching her and her model having so much fun and Yada just showing how much you can manipulate certain aspects of the play, like using sounds, tempos, closeness, care and intimacy, the feeling of rope rubbing on the skin, etc.

And again, the tengu was completed in a flash!

Yada skillfully and intimately maneuvered her model down on to the floor, now with her stomach facing down, ready for a hogtie!

With a single column tie for each leg, she arched her model's back until i swore her legs were so close to touching the back of her head, and then she did something that blew my mind right off.

She effortlessly grabbed a section of the rope column behind the model's back and just lifted her off the damn ground!!

I promise you, my jaw was on the floor at the sight of that, and Yada was so unapologetic about it, saying something along the lines of "i'm strong!"

In the course of lifting the model off the floor, Yada also repositioned her conveniently below the bamboo column, ready for a suspension.

A length of rope and a carabiner later, the model was lifted slightly off the ground; her stomach still touching the floor, and then Yada lifted a little more.. now the model's crotch still touching the floor, and then with a heave, she was airborne.

Airborne!

I was stammering at how easy Yada made it all look, how beautiful the tie was, and how blissful the model looked when everything was complete.

It was just so aesthetically pleasing and incredibly satisfying to look at, and when everything came down, my head was only replaying one thing - i want to be in that position.

Alas, W now has the arduous task of implementing the same tie to me (minus the suspension), and we went ahead and gave it a go.

This time, i felt the tie getting tighter than the first time, and not long after.. the tengu was complete.

And then W said "time to go down".

And so i did. And let me tell you, reaching 35 years old, you thought you've seen it all, but nothing prepared me for what came next. I slowly knelt one leg down, followed by the other (mind you, the tengu is still in effect), and then W slowly helped me down on to the floor.

When i hit the floor, the tie became a bit more restrictive, and in seconds, i found myself moaning.

Not loud enough for others to hear; just enough for me to be conscious about it.

And then it happened.

My moaning and breathing became one.

I greeted this sensation and i thought to myself *"is this what subspace feels like?"*

I was just.. moaning and breathing the entire time on the floor, my eyes barely open and i was just.. lost to my thoughts.

Not like there was anything to think about, but to be more accurate, it was like being in a sea of tranquility.

In my fit of moaning, W tied up my left leg, attached it to the rope column behind my back.. and pulled.

A louder moan escaped my lips as W began securing everything together.

Yada's assistant came to help and he made it tighter!

Both of them were so kind to check on me to see if i was okay, and all i could muster was a weak nod and moan, and i was told to wiggle my fingers to make sure everything's okay.

And then came the right leg, that was tied, pulled, secured, and finally the hogtie was complete.

Yada's assistant then did something unthinkable (to me) -- he lifted me up until i was in a semi-suspension and i just moaned the ENTIRE way up!! (mind you, i weigh 110kg/242lbs).

Those few seconds felt so immense, it was crazy to be so helpless yet manipulated so easily!

After that, he was so kind to help prop up Shorky under my body to help ease the weight while W took some photos of his handiwork.

i was just so deep in subspace, i was an incoherent mess, but it oddly felt calm.

i was extremely helpless, yet i felt liberated.

i had zero governance over myself, like everything was stripped away from me, but i craved it, i didn't want it to stop, not ever.. and then W said something to me that would make me a little sad.. "now comes the saddest part; to untie"

Nnnngghhhh whyyyy? i didn't want to be let go!

But i realized that this wasn't a position one should be held in for too long a period, and a sense of sadness washed over me as W began loosening my ties.

The legs were gently dealt with first.

I felt W's care for me throughout the entire night and i was deeply thankful for it.

My hair clip was coming loose, so i tried reaching out to it and removed it from my hair, unfurling my long hair in the process.

W then propped me up to sit upright while the rest of the tie was being loosened.

I sat there motionless and still in a daze; most of my body's strength had left me and W helped me get free of my arm ties, and he even lovingly gave them a little massage after slowly straightening it.. and when that last piece of rope hit the floor, I just weakly moved over to Shorky and just cuddled with him for a while.

My strength slowly seeping back, and W laid down on the floor next to me and I thanked him for the amazing, amazing experience.

We were both new-ish at this, but our faces radiated satisfaction and relief.

I was getting hungry (i had neglected to have dinner prior to the event), and to my relief Lin asked if we'd like to head out for supper.

To which I immediately said yes, but W was already so tired from everything he had gone through today, he just wanted to head back to his accommodation and sleep.

I requested to AirDrop the photos he had taken, he even recorded an untying video (which I only saw much later after the event) and oh my god i looked so damn good under W's care, I practically blushed at the sight of the photos.

I mustered enough strength to stand up and put my clothes back on, laid back down and cuddled with Shorky (he did so good being my emotional support plushie today) and then got up and sauntered out of the studio, and 15 mins later i was greeted with a plate of fried noodles, smiles, laughter and warm conversations.