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ORIGINAL: subitodolce

Oh, but the aesthetics are worth it! Really, my Sir does it mostly for the act of tying me up and the pretty result at the end FAR more than he does knowing that I'm bound and helpless. He enjoys going through vast amounts of rope and putting several layers into the knots. We don't worry so much about the undoing process, but after one mishap a month ago where the shibari harness I was in started too tight and continued to tighten to the point where I nearly passed out, he always has his medical scissors (or at least his pocketknife) on hand to cut me out in an emergency.

Honestly, I love the length of time that it takes to do some of these elaborate patterns! The scores of rope marks they leave afterwards are very pleasing, both to him and to me. Add on the patience he requires of me when he goes through at least 100 feet of rope, and I'm honored to be his "canvas" (as he affectionately refers to me).

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ORIGINAL: earthycouple

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*S* I love the tying and untying aspects as much as I do anything else. 

Keep in mind, when rope tightens it can dig in and a knife could harm you as well as cut rope.  EMT shears much better to have around.  I own two pair...one always in my pocket or corset top and the other in my rope bag, always in the same place so I know where to grab em

*ahem* slightly tongue in cheek...only 100 feet? hehe

It is definately about the pretty for me....my husband laughs at me when I say that cause I'm so not a girly girl normally *S*

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ORIGINAL: subitodolce

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ORIGINAL: earthycouple

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*S* I love the tying and untying aspects as much as I do anything else. 

Keep in mind, when rope tightens it can dig in and a knife could harm you as well as cut rope.  EMT shears much better to have around.  I own two pair...one always in my pocket or corset top and the other in my rope bag, always in the same place so I know where to grab em

*ahem* slightly tongue in cheek...only 100 feet? hehe

It is definately about the pretty for me....my husband laughs at me when I say that cause I'm so not a girly girl normally *S*

The one time I nearly passed out, he was visiting me, and the EMT scissors were still on his dresser from our last play session. Only thing I remember was my knees buckling, and not quite having the coherency to tell him what I needed to. The pocketknife was his desperation of not knowing where in my apartment I kept my scissors (and I wasn't lucid enough to tell him), and knowing that something was going to happen if he didn't get me out of the ropes quickly. At that point, the risk of having me totally blackout far superceded the potential for a few knicks/cuts (I'm happy to report that he left not a scratch!). I'm all for the use of EMT scissors...assuming he remembers to bring them!

Note: I've made the new rule that he has to double-check his "toy bag" for things before he's allowed to play...especially after this weekend's mishap where he handcuffed my hands behind me, only to realize that his keychain of keys wasn't in his bag...but was 2 hours away in his apartment! :-/ Thankfully he was able to pick the locks (with a fish hook! I love BSA!)

As to the 100 feet...that's the longest length he has at the moment. His longer piece was destroyed in his frantic attempt to keep me from blacking out. :-( He does intend on purchasing more rope, but he's opted to spend his "monthly budget" on replacing some other equipment in our collection. Besides, he's still experimenting, as I'm the first willing "canvas" he's ever had, so he can try some more complicated things.