Kinoko Hajime: Nawa-Ato  縄痕 (Rope Marks)

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Kinoko Hajime: Nawa-Ato  縄痕 (Rope Marks)

This book was made for a photo-exhibition Kinoko held in Tokyo in March 2018.

The photos have been taken the last five years.

The topic is ”rope marks”, understood as the traces of rope not only in the physical sense, but also emotionally.

Kinoko was kind enough to bring me a copy of the book to his recent workshop in Paris and sign it for me.

Rope and Photo: Kinoko Hajime

A4-size, 144 pages, good quality paper.

Publisher: エムアップ, 2018

ISBN: 978-4-908984-09-9

The historically interested readers of the blog may want to check out an earlier post about a book with a somewhat similar idea, twenty years ago:

https://kinbakubooks.wordpress.com/2014/10/08/dirty-kudo-ropemarks-残縄画報-1998/

 

 

Minomura Kou: Poems in SM Kitan (1979 and 1980)

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SM Kitan was an SM magazine published 1975–1980, with lots of high-quality materials. We will be returning to it here on the blog.

In this post, I want to share some poetic texts written by Minomura Kou, accompanied by an illustration (also by Minomura). This was a recurring feature in the magazine. The material I have chosen is from SM Kitan issues #9, #10, #12 (1979), and #1 (1980).

The translations are done by rish. THANK YOU again!

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Hey, one more time 
Terribly sweaty all over the body
Sticky and slimy wet
Never experienced such cruel things
Being pinched and hit…
Being tickled and hurt…
You played around with me mercilessly
You were great tonight
Manly and violent…
Ah, that’s why I was on fire
It was good, it made me go crazy
Hey, mess me up like that one more time

 

 

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Rope-love blues

Ah, the rope… the friction…

If I move my hips even a little

It presses hard on my embarrassing spot

It’s painful…

It’s very tight

”Getting wet, right?”

Please don’t say such embarrassing things

You know I’m very sensitive

You are mean, such a cruel person

Please remove the rope already

No, I want you

Please torment me more with your body!

 

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Sweet cry
Hey, forgive me… Be patient with me…
The arms hurts… and it stops the blood
The tips of the fingers are getting cold
Tops of the boobs too
You treated me so violently
I am throbbing, aching
Hey, it’s enough now, right
It’s hard… and painful…
No, it’s not that I dislike it
It’s not that I dislike it but now, now…
Hold me
Hey, please hold me…

 

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The cry frowned upon
Ah, don’t look
Don’t look at me so much
You do know that I’m shy
You are mean, looking at me from behind
The touch of your breath tickles me
Oh, don’t touch
No, no, no…
I’m too loud, you say, but it’s impossible not to
Because you are too good
Yes, there, harder
Ah, you may, you may look

 

– Translations by rish, commissioned and edited by Bergborg / KinbakuBooks

 

Yukimura Haruki: Scent of Immorality (1985)

The text and photos below are taken from a magazine called ”Monthly Knockup”, published in Osaka. It contains mainly advertisments for sexual services (with phone-numbers and prices). From 1985, it is the earliest publication I have found featuring material using the name of Yukimura Haruki (雪村春樹).

Thank you inid for your work with the translation!

For some previous posts about Yukimura here on the blog, see: https://kinbakubooks.wordpress.com/category/yukimura-haruki/

 

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Scent of Immorality – The Story of a Woman

by Yukimura Haruki (Text and Photo)

From the magazine 月刊ノックアップ  [”Monthly KNOCKUP”]

Issue 3, 1985

”The Art of SM Hunting” Serial Story, No. 6

Last spring, I met a woman for taking pictures. Because I got introduced to her through an acquaintance, I hadn’t yet heard any details of her background. Judging by her looks, she was just an ordinary girl, approximately 20 years old – generally she gave an impression that she had nothing to do with SM. First, I got her naked and peered through the lens of my camera. I guessed that she hadn’t had much experience with men, as the shape of her body seemed like it had hardly yet reached full maturity. Why did such a girl have an interest in SM?

Since I had agreed not to question her about private matters, I tried to keep the conversation harmless.

“You look young, since when have you been interested in SM?”

“I guess I was on the third grade of middle school [i.e. 14–15 years old] when I first heard about SM. A boy in my class showed me a magazine.”

“So, you’ve been interested ever since?”

“Not really. Umm, it was more like I thought about whether it would feel good doing those kinds of things.”

“Had you already had your first experiences?”

“Not at all. I was a late bloomer so I didn’t lose my virginity until after I had graduated high school.”

“And when did you first try SM-play?”

“I guess about a year ago. My boyfriend at the time was crazy about SM and said he would break up with me if I didn’t do it, so I kind of had to.”

“What type of play did you do?”

“He would tie me with ropes, shove adult toys in me… different kinds of things.”

“How did it make you feel?”

“At first I really hated it because it was only painful, but he really liked it and after doing it a few times I started getting it.”

“So, you prefer being the one getting tormented? I mean, are you a masochist?”

“Yes. I don’t really like torturing men. What a pity, ha ha.”

“Do you also get excited through regular sex?”

“Yes, I do. But right now, I only do SM.”

“Well, I’ll soon take some pictures, so let’s get ready. Today I‘ll do some simple bondage [karui shibari] with you.”

We talked in this manner and started taking pictures. As expected, when I tied her, she was somewhat startled and the air was charged with tension. Of course, you could think it was because she wasn’t with her usual partner, but with me, a stranger. But no, rather, it was the situation itself that had a sense of novelty, and that made her really ashamed. As she was showing signs of hesitation, I asked her to make a daring pose.

“Can you spread your ass a little bit more? Move your legs further apart.”

“I don’t like that! I can’t do it, it’s embarrassing.”

“You’re too aware of the camera. Maybe thinking of your boyfriend tormenting you could make it easier?”

“How should I do it?”

“Open your legs fully.”

I pulled the rope running through her crotch, letting it bite even deeper into her genitalia.

“Aa… aa… it hurts! Please be gentle.”

She wiggled her ass. It seemed that she was starting to get the feeling.

“Got it, OK! Now, should we try to change the pose?”

“Wha-what are you gonna do? Fa-fast…”

She was getting more and more excited and while still being a little overwhelmed by her demeanor, I finished the job.

This is something I often think about: It seems to me that women somehow have a stronger obsession to explore sexuality, compared to men. What do you readers think?

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Translation: inid

 

 

Akechi Denki: An illustrated lesson in tying (1997)

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Akechi Denki: An illustrated lesson in tying, in  別冊宝島  変態さんがいく2  (1997)

This publication contains a lot of interesting material, including a report from one of Akechi Denki’s performances at Loft Plus One. For this blogpost, I have chosen to share a rare item: A tutorial by Akechi.

A great THANK YOU to rish for the translation, and to two Danish friends of the blog for their recent donations. To keep this blog going, I ask all readers to please consider making a donation, however small. Details here:

https://kinbakubooks.wordpress.com/2017/07/10/call-for-donations-4/

 

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 Akechi Denki: An illustrated lesson in tying

It’s easy! One can do so much with only seven (?!) meters of rope

A lesson for this magazine by the great expert Akechi Denki

Teacher: Akechi Denki / Model: Shiroishi Yukimi /  Illustration: Sakurai Yukinori / Layout: The editorial department

We most often associate SM with candles and whips, but there is also the world of shibari and kinbaku. Tying [shibari] had many functions in ancient times. The technique of capture-rope [hobakujutsu, 捕縛術] is of course one of the famous capturing arts [torimonochou, 捕物帳]. But in addition to the techniques of tying for capture there is also a tying with the purpose of making the tied-up person beautiful. It may seem strange to call tying people up an art-form, but in recent years Japanese kinbaku-jutsu has even been acknowledged and praised in the West, and some bakushi have been invited to do performances.

The following is a short introduction to this Japanese rope art that has become world-famous. There are tutorials on how to tie [shibarikata] in SM magazines from time to time, but it is very hard to explain only through the pages of a magazine.

This time I will present some basic techniques for couples: the ”hands behind the back tie” [‘ushiro te shibari’, 後ろ手縛り], which can be combined with a ”sitting cross-legged tie” [‘agura shibari’, 胡座縛り], and the simplest one – the ”racoon tie” [‘tanuki shibari’ , 狸縛り]. Tanuki shibari also goes by another name, the ”beast tie” [‘kemono shibari’, 獣縛り], as it was developed by hunters carrying their prey home.

First, you need to get 7–8 meters of rope. You can buy rope at the craft shop. There are several colours to choose from such as red, white, and black and more. I recommend getting rope with a diameter of 6 or 7 mm. However, if you are planning on doing suspensions in the future, I would recommend getting rope with a diameter of 9 mm and with a reinforced core.

Make knots at the ends of the rope, and then fold it in half. These approximately three and a half meters of doubled-up rope is your tool. You should be able to do it if you practice enough.

Tie your girlfriend or boyfriend so that they cannot move their arms and legs, but take care to do it with empathy. Don’t tie the ropes tighter than necessary, because it can lead to blood congestion. If you have done it properly, the ropes will be loose but the tied-up person will not be able to release their limbs.

These ties can also be combined to create the ”prawn” torture-tie [‘ebizeme’]. Once you’ve gotten used to these ties, you can also try ”kikkou shibari”, ”udemakura shibari”, ”teppou shibari” etc, but the basics are what is most important. If you have your partner lie with their face on to the ground while bound in an ”agura shibari” or ”tanuki shibari” you can have doggy style sex. However, it is quite painful being tied up lying with your face down, so it is important to be able to quickly untie the ropes when needed. As the hands and feet are set free, a pleasurable feeling of relaxation sets in. This is a key to SM.

Some concluding words: I have chosen to present these basic techniques for beginner couples that want to experiment. Never use these techniques without your partner’s consent and don’t do anything that could be considered a crime. Do not do any of this if you can’t take responsibility for your own actions.

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Tanuki shibari

  1. Wrap the rope around the left ankle and wrist three times, leave around 20–30 cm of rope.
  2. Take the excess 20–30 cm rope and pass it over.
  3. Chinch the whole cuff.
  4. Gently pull at both rope ends and make sure that it isn’t too loose nor too tight.
  5. Make a knot, change direction and make a second knot.
  6. Pull the longer end of the rope and check that the knot is stable. Tie the other ankle and wrist the same way.

As you can see in the illustrations, ”tanuki shibari” is very simple. You don’t have to tie many knots. It won’t loosen and you will be able to do it very quickly once you have gotten used to it.

 

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Ushiro te shibari

  1. Put the arms behind the back and wrap the rope twice around the middle part of the arms.
  2. Let the long end of the rope hang vertically, and do the wrapping with the short end of the rope.
  3. Next, take the short end and wrap it around everything to make a knot
  4. Take the long rope end and wrap it twice above the breasts.
  5. In the back, pull the rope through like in the illustration and adjust the tightness.
  6. Put your finger between the rope and the upper arm and dress the ropes. Make sure you have not tied too tightly.
  7. Fixate the short end of the rope by pulling it up and wrapping the long end around it.
  8. Adjust the balance between the rope tied above the breasts and arms.
  9. Wind the excess rope so that there is equally much rope on each side (left and right).
  10. Tie off the rope so that the rope ends are of the same length.

”Ushiro te shibari” is a basic way to tie the arms. When well balanced in tension and symmetry, it is quite beautiful. Also, it is a very good exercise for learning how to tie with the right tension just above the breasts.

 

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Agura shibari

  1. Have your partner sit cross-legged and wrap the rope three times around the ankles.
  2. Go around and fixate the cuff. Make sure it is not too tight.
  3. Make a knot. Pull the rope and check that the knot is stable.
  4. Have the knot in front of you and pull upwards.
  5. Pull the rope from the front to back over the shoulder.
  6. Pull the rope through under the knot you made for the ”ushiro te shibari”. Pull the rope to the front of the body again via the other shoulder.
  7. Pull the rope through the cuff you tied for the ankles and use the rope adjust the distance between the legs and the upper body.
  8. Wind the excess rope around the vertical rope to make it pretty.

The combination of ‘ushiro te shibari’ and ‘agura shibari’ is often used in old pictures of ‘ebizeme’. With this technique, you are completely restricting the mobility of the tied-up person. If you up pull up both knees, you can easily make your partner lie on their back, and if he or she is made to lie face down, they are really completely immobilized.

 

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Translated by rish, commissioned and edited by Bergborg / KinbakuBooks

Akechi Denki: ”Complete works of Cinemagic” (2001)

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Akechi Denki: ”Complete works of Cinemagic” (2001)

喪服奴隷コレクション [Mourning slave collection]

This is a photo-book with material from Cinemagic, a video company founded in 1983, that was run for many years by Yoshimura Shoichi, and that was very influental for the S&M-VHS boom during the 1990s.

Akechi Denki did many VHS-videos with Cinemagic (some of which have later been released on DVD). This book has a wealth of photos from this collaboration.

Publisher: Sanwa, 2001

ISBN: 978-4-8835-6830-7

This book was included in Osada Steve’s generous donation. Thank you again!

https://kinbakubooks.wordpress.com/2015/02/04/donation-from-osada-steve/

Akechi Denki visiting Europe (1998)

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Akechi Denki visiting Europe (1998)

Japanese-inspired erotic rope bondage is now a widespread subculture in Europe. In the last few years, we have also seen a number of Japanese bakushi visiting Europe to give workshops, master-classes, private tuition and make performances. This has had a huge impact.

In this blog-post I share an article written by Ayano Katsuragi for the magazine SM Sniper (January 1999). In addition to her writing, Ayano Katsuragi collaborated as a model for example with Nureki Chimuo, Osada Eikichi and Yukimura Haruki. You can read more about her here: http://smpedia.com/index.php?title=桂木綾乃

The topic for her article is Akechi’s first trip to the Netherlands that took place in 1998 (July 25th – August 1st). (Akechi returned for a second visit during the De Mask EuroPerve-party in 1999, together with Raika, Randa Mai, Mira Kurumi, Mai Itoh and Kanda Tsubaki. But that is a story for another time.)

I have been in contact with the manager of Club Doma, and some Dutch and German rope-friends, and hope later to be able to add some material from this visit as reported in some European SM-publictions.

A great THANK YOU to rish for her work with the translation.

Enjoy!

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Katsuragi Ayano: Bound up in The Netherlands

Akechi Denki, the top name of Kinbaku stage shows, was invited to go to Europe to perform a Kinbaku session. A session that was even written about in the general press. Assisting him is Katsuragi Ayano, who has written down her thoughts about this experience, accompanied here by Handa Ryosuke’s gorgeous photos.

It’s been a while. It’s Ayano. A while ago, I wrote about my experiences in the column ”Ayano no taikendan”, but it’s been four years since I somewhat mysteriously disappeared from Sniper’s pages. It’ll become too long if I wrote about what’s happened since last time, so I’ll just write about the very interesting things that happened this summer.

It started with a phone call from Akechi-sensei.

‘How are you? Are you doing well?’

It was Saturday afternoon and I was in a sort of in an idle slumber when suddenly, he asked me a question: ‘Won’t you come with me to The Netherlands?’

A model would follow Akechi-sensei to The Netherlands and show what Japanese Kinbaku is.

After some further conversation about the details, it seemed like a very interesting project that would allow me to enjoy SM in The Netherlands.

I said yes right away, because it meant I could go to a famous torture museum I had heard about and become fascinated by. Also, I could be some kind of good-will ambassador. From there it was a busy two weeks with preparations for the trip, and then – on to Narita Airport.

25 July

We assembled at Narita Airport at 8.20 in the morning. Before that, I had no idea who the other people coming with us were, but it turned out I had met all of them in one way or another already. Everyone’s magnificent.

First of all, there were some people from the company that organised this trip – Square Ship (they have produced ”Hana no onnazumou” etc); The producer of a cat fight film, Nakano Tadao; A photographer and writer whose work is featured in this report, Handa Ryosuke; And a dominatrix, Kuronuki Hyouko. There was a huge interest in going on this trip, even from ordinary people, but it’s hard to take leave for a week on such short notice with plans changing and so on. There were also people who were going to meet up with us in The Netherlands (from England, Portugal, Los Angeles). It felt so international and I was very excited.

The plane took off at noon and we arrived the same day just past three o’ clock at Amsterdam Schiphol Airport. I was a bit surprised at immigration control, because they checked the persons before us, but let us go straight through without checking us. It’s a shame because I would have wanted a stamp. And also, what if I was an atrocious terrorist? Such big-hearted people, I thought.

We met up with the rest of the group and took the shuttle bus to hotel in The Hague. The view from the window was even more beautiful than I had imagined. I thought that the houses were so cute because they all looked the same; it made me feel that I was really in Europe.

The hotel was just as luxurious as I’d heard it was, but I was overwhelmed the most by the view of the sea. I hadn’t associated The Netherlands with the sea and I was at loss of words when I saw the seaside view, the little shops, and the merry-go-round. It will stay bright outside because The Netherlands is in a high latitude, and you won’t get all sticky from the breeze because there is not much humidity. We had dinner at a restaurant by the seaside and got acquainted with each other and enjoyed the view of the setting sun.

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Experiences at the torture museum

26 July

It was time to visit my beloved torture museum. I’ve mentioned this before, but I had a history teacher in high school that would tell me all sorts of trivia. Since he was a history teacher, he’d tell me about witch-hunts and the types of torture that was used during that time and I would borrow books from him about those kinds of things. The day before the graduation ceremony, he called me out. I remember thinking if I’d done anything bad, he wasn’t my class teacher after all, but I was nervous. He gave me a graduation present. It was a book called ”The world history of torture”. Thinking back, he must have seen through me… Anyway I’ve liked it since I was little.

I was surprised at how plain the museum looked. There it was, in the middle of town. It was pretty old and intricately built. They say people were actually tormented here in the olden days. There were many instruments of torture displayed and descriptions of how they were used. There would be guillotine executions announced at the square and the people would play football with the chopped-off heads. The guide-lady told us this quite cheerfully; I thought she was quite strange. While waiting for a sentence, they would cram the prisoners in a tiny jail-cell (barely 2 sqm) with fresh wounds. They also used stones, some of which were laying around in the museum. There was a real Spanish Donkey as well; it looked like it would really hurt if sat on. I really really wanted to touch the front of it but I wasn’t allowed to. I wonder why the instruments humans have used to inflict pain and pleasure are so genius. They’ve really thought about how to make it really hurt. Just thinking about it makes me excited.

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The day after arrival: Performing a kinbaku show at an SM club

I would have liked to take my time and enjoy my stay, but I had serious matters to attend to – the performance at one of Europe’s most prominent clubs, CLUB DOMA. I had a look at one of their pamphlets before going; it’s truly extravagant there. They spend their money differently than in Japan. The audience can leisurely watch the show and drink alcohol. There were also well-equipped play rooms, and each one of them were gorgeous. They also had lots of original videos.

The shows were usually only on weekend nights, but they advertised intensely, so although the shows were held in the middle of the day, lots of people gathered, and there was this strange excitement in the air. There were also about 30 people from Germany for news coverage, and as if pushing their way through the crowd were some women in bondage outfits working as waitresses. Compared to me, foreigners are huge. I’m so dainty compared to them.

The stage was smaller than I thought, and the audience is right in front of you, so you can see their reactions directly.

‘Hello, nice to meet you!’ The owner and his wife came out and we shook hands. They talked about the four shows on the program. First, they would put on a show, then it would be me and Sensei, then their turn again, and lastly Sensei and a Dutch woman. There was some time before the show, so they told us to relax for a while. We sat in the back and had some alcohol to ease our nerves when something happened.

‘Uh-oh, I’ve forgot something….’ Don’t you think Akechi-sensei looks scary in magazines or videos? He’s an honest gentleman like other rope artists I’ve met, but he is also very scatterbrained. When we arrived at the hotel, he realised he had forgotten his bag with his wallet and passport on the bus (luckily they found it quickly). This time, he had forgotten the bamboo whip he had especially brought from Japan. One of the staff members called a taxi so we just about made it in time. Right, Sensei?

The lights were dimmed and curtains opened. The show started. Until then, the audience had been noisy, but now they became silent. This was my first time on foreign grounds and I let my body embark on a new adventure. On the stage were a man and a woman, he in his forties, and her in her twenties.

Until then I’d only seen it on videos, but the people there were all shaved and had piercings. Also, tattoos. I wonder how they see my, in that sense, untouched body.

The man touched her really, really gently, and sometimes pulled at her nipple piercing. And used a whip (he was using a cat-of-nine-tails)… He was winding it up and lashing out.

‘So that hurts, huh?’ I spontaneously asked the Londoner next to me.

‘It might look soft, but he keeps hitting the same spot.’

I see. The skin kept getting redder and redder. Every now and then, he’d lash out strongly. A new question came to mind. She hardly moved or let out any sounds even if it hurt. It was like she was taking in the pain. I felt the reaction was kind of strange.

‘In the West, it’s considered good if you endure the pain and only let out sounds when it’s unbearable.’

That’s interesting. Westerners usually have quite a showy body-language, yet now it’s good when they don’t show much? There are so many differences… No time to be impressed, though. We’re up next!

In the backstage room, I put on a yukata and Sensei a jinbei. We thought it fitting to have something explicitly Japanese for this.

‘Let’s do our best, Ayano-chan…’

Of course we will. It’s an honor. Well, doing my best means letting my body go with the flow – the rest is up to Sensei. ‘Yes’, I answered as I was tying my hair up. It’ll probably get unraveled later on.

I kept asking myself: Why the Netherlands? I was puzzled. This might be just my own perception, but wouldn’t Germany or France be the more obvious place? Of course, there are a lot of places for SM, but their guards are up. It’s a bit unlikely for them to accept a foreigner like me (it’s pretty hard getting in to DOMA too). As you know, the Netherlands is where marijuana and prostitution is legal. There are so-called coffee shops where they smoke and use marijuana; there are also the famous display windows. They are loyal to their desires, or rather tolerant.

‘Ladies and gentlemen, it’s time for our special guest all the way from Japan. The rope artist Mister Akechi and his slave!’

The announcement was made, and the audience became silent.

‘Do your best, Ayano-chan. We will be taking pictures.’ Handa was gripping his camera, grinning. On the other side of the stage were the people from Germany. What on earth have I signed up for?

The curtains opened. The audience was really close. You can’t really see them, because of the darkness, but I was painfully aware that their eyes were on me. I thought for a moment: I can’t do this. I’m weak… and thinking about it, I haven’t done this in front of people for a while and I’m in a faraway country.

It’s also sad not to be seen, but in that instance I didn’t want them to look. Please, don’t look, I thought. I just wanted to disappear, but there was no chance of that happening. As I was thinking all of this, my body was bound up and my skin was exposed. I’ve seen them use ropes in the West, but just as a tool for restriction. We were here to show the pain and pleasure that can be inflicted by a single rope. The rope was like magic as I was bound up. It seemed like my reactions piqued their interest.

Sensei became more determined and suspended me mid-air. Things are a bit hazy in my memory, but I do remember hearing saliva being swallowed from the audience. Candles, and the wax dripping onto my body, and the bamboo whip that relentlessly struck me. I was unable to pay attention to my surroundings and just screamed with all my strength. It echoed throughout the room.

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The audience was shocked by Akechi’s and Ayano’s hardcore kinbaku performance. There were announcements saying: ‘This is not abuse’.

I heard applause when I came to myself. Sensei was drenched in sweat.

‘It’s over…’

It’s always the same after every performance, I get this washed-out feeling, but I also feel very refreshed, and it’s exhilarating. The owner and his wife came on to the stage and started talking. What were they saying? I talked to the interpreters and they said it was something in the lines of:

‘She didn’t cry because she was sad, they were tears of joy. It might have looked like abuse to you, but this is not the case.’

The people in West are used to softer reactions, so to them our style was very intense. It came to my mind that SM can be very different depending on culture and country. It’s very interesting.

Sensei had another performance coming up, so I got changed and returned to my seat. Everyone’s eyes were on me, I could feel it. I guess people were thinking: ‘She’s so delicate, I wonder where her power comes from’. Because I’m so delicate, the power is condensed – if I could speak Dutch, I would have wanted to tell them that.

Next up was a tall and cool dominatrix and her slave. Her slave had genital piercings and weights on them. Surprisingly, she was defiant; it was a bit scary. When it hurt, she would stomp her feet and glare. I don’t think I would react in a such rebellious way even if it hurt, and still smile at the beginning and the end of it.  Usually when I watch other people’s play, I become emotional, but this time I was just calmly observing. There is probably a type of SM suited for Westerners and a type of SM suited for Asian people. It’s not exclusive, but enjoying the differences might be fun. I do like the Japanese SM though.

Lastly, it was Akechi-sensei and a Dutch woman. In poor English, I asked her how she felt.

‘I’m really nervous’, she answered stiffly. Maybe she felt it was scary, like the audience had? I tried consoling her, saying Sensei is very gentle, and that the previous session was so intense only because I was used to it. I wonder if she understood it.

As expected, Sensei tied her up with care. She was calm and let her body go with the flow. She was a bit dumbfounded when he suspended her mid-air, but she seemed to really enjoy it.

I asked about her thoughts after the show. ‘As a matter of fact, I’ve been bound up by a Japanese person before, and that time it was painful. Today it was like I was gently embraced.’

We had come to DOMA in the afternoon, and as we left it was only nine o’ clock in the evening, and still bright outside. We had fun together and talked about our experiences as we had Indonesian food and went to a casino afterwards.

I wonder what tomorrow has in mind for me.

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This text has been translated by rish, commissioned and edited by Bergborg / KinbakuBooks.