I thought of this story because he often ties with red rope at rope socials to differentiate his rope from others. He held the first event that I attended single. I don’t believe that he realizes how much he helps me every single time he ties me since my separation from my ex husband and Mimir has left a huge gaping hole in my rope kink. I was immediately attracted to him, something that doesn’t happen very often, and felt a connection where I normally wouldn’t. His friend was actually the first man to tie me in my new location (also very gifted with rope and someone I consider my friend).
He has been the one to tie me the most in my new place. He has given me some new experiences, like a hood, and is gifted at crafting a scene that puts me in subspace smoothly. He is also generous enough with his time to take photos to help this blog along visually. I consider him my friend, though I certainly wouldn’t complain if he wanted to move towards more intimacy – he turns me on in such a rare way.
He also has so many play partners at every event at all times.
The Red String of Fate: According to this myth, the gods tie an invisible red cord around the ankles of those that are destined to meet one another in a certain situation or help each other in a certain way. Often, in Japanese culture, it is thought to be tied around the little finger. According to Chinese legend, the deity in charge of “the red thread” is believed to be Yuè Xià Lǎorén (月下老人), often abbreviated to Yuè Lǎo (Wikipedia).
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