

A few weeks ago, I posted a photo of my marked breasts and teased the session that had caused such a result. Here are twenty or so gorgeous images from a first meeting with a new friend. They tell a story— but I’ve left a few things out. For now, you’ll have to use your vivid imagination to fill in the gaps from point A to point B to the blissful, messy end. I’d be curious to hear your interpretation. Who is this girl, what can you see in her, what is she showing you? What is she afraid of, what does she revel in? To become acquainted with someone new by handing yourself over to the caresses of their ropes is a precious thing. There is nowhere for me to hide once I’m in front of the bright lights and beautifully and painfully bound. I hope to share video of this day also, but for now you’ll have to make do with snapshots of shyness, reverie, humility, playfulness, pain, pleasure, laughter, and sheer joy. I learned about myself and my body this day and I’m thrilled to have evidence of the curriculum.