What do you get when you mix coconut rope with two sadists and a non-masochist? The answer is a wow experience and deep space. I was talking to a friend, and a great rope top (RF), one morning when we got to talking about the party coming up in a few days. I love rope and she had tied me before many times, so I asked her if we could do a scene there. She graciously agreed to do so. I let my Lady (NK) know about it so she could plan accordingly and while I was talking it dawned on me that this might be a great time to do a co-topping scene if NK felt up to it. We had talked about that type of scene several times before but it never seemed right. This time NK felt was a great time if RF was willing. I quickly got in touch with RF and asked her if she would be willing to co-top. Her response was an immediate yes.
In the week leading up to the event I was very anxious because I had no real idea about what they were thinking or even how it might work. I asked my Lady if she had any thoughts about how they were going to work together and she responded with her anxiety inducing non-committal answer, "we'll see how it feels at the event." She knows the best results come from my generally not really knowing what's going to happen as the nervous energy always adds to her enjoyment of the event. It also adds to my complete experience in a generally positive way.
The very first time I experienced rope I got to have a very brief encounter with coconut rope, courtesy of RF, and found I really enjoyed the biting nature of it's embrace. Sadly, since that first experience I had never been tied with it for a scene. My Lady has a short piece of coconut rope which she uses as a useful sensation to contrast with tickling and spanking. Just the touch of it greatly enhances my reactions and drives me deeper into space as she had discovered, so when we started to discuss the scene at the party the first thing she recommended was that coconut rope be used by RF.
That suggestion actually enhanced my anxiety, because while I knew I liked it I was already anxious about potentially just being restrained and unable to react normally to my Lady's spanks and tickles. The thought of fighting restraints produced a rational fear and the thought of fighting restraints, which caused more pain than jute or hemp due to the rough nature of it, made me think real hard about if I wanted to go there. I finally decided since it wasn't a hard limit and I did want to be restrained by coconut at some point, there was no better time to try it.