Thread: In a Twisted World {Prince x LeatrixSage}

Well, he is a bit niche, but shows like this may change the perception of Shibari. Everyone has a response to it, like good art should provoke. And he is a master, most definitely, replied Brent, glancing back again at the model in front of them. As for meaning, well... let's see the rest. I can only speculate on what it means to me I suppose. Then she noticed his badge and Brent decided right then that it was probably a good call to have worn it. She seemed a worthy target to lure into a deeper conversation. Oh this, Brent chuckled, glancing down at the badge, real embarrassment mixing with feigned. I'm not sure how they decided I warranted an instructor badge, but I have been trying to learn Shibari for the last several years as a... hobby. It sounded a little awkward to describe his Shibari interest in that fashion, like one might talk about collecting stamps or making model sailboats, but on the spot Brent couldn't think of another way to characterize it. Calling it a kink would likely feel even worse, but the fact that he tied up beautiful women, typically as foreplay for sex, was definitely half the fun. Well, hobby sounded less threatening than confessing a fetish to a mysterious woman, even while at a BDSM party. Despite his interests, he didn't consider himself a BDSM guy and never felt truly comfortable in the company of those that were very extroverted about their embrace of the lifestyle. Of course, he was naturally more private for work reasons, but sex and kinks in particular were still one of those personal areas that he would rather keep in his bedroom. Really? You've never seen Shibari before? exclaimed Brent, even more intrigued now. He'd assumed a solo guest, particularly a woman, would be an enthusiast and had experienced exhibits or even tried Shibari before. It was a bit more interesting suddenly to talk to someone that was discovering the artform for the first time. Her perspective would be refreshing. It takes years to master, the knots, the rope work, and the artistry. I'm very much a beginner in the scale of the masters exhibiting tonight. Brent listened to her words and tried to look at the exhibit with open eyes, beyond the technical side which had been his focus. He tried to get into the mind of the model, for the model was the human element of Shibari that made it so dynamic and compelling. And her natural perspective, obviously, was thinking about what it would be like to be that person so artfully bound. What would the model feel when his ropes tightened, or his fingers worked knots by her inner thighs? How would she feel suspended, or with her limbs forced askew? How would she feel with someone looking at her? Helpless and unable to move to avoid their gaze, wherever it might go? And what if it was a room of people looking at you? A surge of emotion suddenly flooded Brent's mind and body. There was the familiar feeling of prurient fantasizing about how this mysterious woman would enjoy being tied in his knots, especially since she seemed to dwell on that perspective. That feeling he understood, he'd had it before, but he fought another strong urge to try Shibari with a different approach. He couldn't quite verbalize it, but maybe attempting to be more focused on the model herself? Trying to express her personality in his work rather than merely showing off his knots and making something generically pretty? What do I think? Well, I now believe I may have been thinking about Shibari completely wrong, Brent said, eyes focusing on the mysterious redhead as he pulled himself back from his thoughts. What you just said, wondering what the model is feeling, it made me realize I think too much from the artist's perspective only. The pose, the design, what knots I might use, of course is the woman enjoying it... But you are absolutely right, Shibari is about the interplay of an artist and a living subject. The art is in tension between the two, the ropes and design should manifest that and encompass both their personalities. You've made me want to rethink how I would even approach Shibari with a partner. It makes me-- Brent's voice had grown more excited as he spoke, thoughts spilling out as he couldn't contain his enthusiasm about an idea that was clearly making him almost giddy. He caught himself at the end and gave her a wry smile. My apologies, I'm getting carried away and this is likely boring. I'm Brent, by the way, he said, offering his hand. I'd love to continue our conversation and escort you through the rest of this exhibit. Your perspective is delightful, and I promise I won't bore you with Shibari artistic analysis, unless you ask for it.