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Levon Pena
This workshop will start with a 40 minute lecture on the historical context and origins of homoerotic cowboy rope bondage. We will discuss anti-LGBTQ+ laws and homophobic tendencies throughout Cowboy Country in the end of the 20th century/beginning of the 21st century primarily focusing on Texas and Wyoming. We will analyze the origins and development of the porn site guysinbondage.com circa 2003 and social media posts of one of the three founders @tie.me_tight who passed away in 2021. We will conclude with a discussion over sexual agency and homophobic coaping mechanisims via the constructs of hypermasculinity and the perception of nonconsent/rape fantasy imbedded in this subculture of the gay comunity and western rope bondage.
Following the lecture will be a 30-minute practical demonstration of the technical skills found in cowboy rope bondage specifically cowboy chair bondage. We will discuss stylistic and technical differences in western cowboy rope bondage vs japanese rope bondage. For example, we will discuss preparing lengths/types of rope, starting/ending individual ties, creating independent isolated structures, and emphasizing inescapability and disheveled imagery. Finally, we will demonstrate technical bandana techniques used for gagging and blindfolding subjects.
The workshop will conclude with an hour of practical hands-on practice. There will be step-by-step follow-along instruction through the chair tie pattern followed by instruction for the bandana gagging/blindfolding.
Prerequisites:
This class is fully inclusive and open to all genders and sexual orientations. The workshop is suitable for all skill levels of rope tying including new to rope bondage. The hands-on practical section will NOT be suitable for individual self-tying. However, individuals without a partner are still encouraged to participate in observations and conversations.
Shibari Shawn is a local gay rope bondage educator and kinbaku artist. He is a member of the education committee for the Seattle Leather Service Corps and founder of RopeLab Seattle, a monthly men's group on Capitol Hill. He has participated in international shibari conferences, including Rope Craft in Chicago (2018), GRUE in Wisconsin (2019),Tethered to Wifi (2020), and participated in the 2020 Meet the Master online series with Hajime Kinoko. Shawn has taught rope workshops at CLAW: LA leather Getaway (2021 and 2022), Inferno 52 with the Chicago Hellfire Club, and performed with Suspended Animation at Burning Man 2023. Over the past 3 years he has organized shibari intensives in Seattle, Portland, Los Angeles, and San Francisco.
Shibari Shawn is a local gay shibari artist and rope bondage educator. He started working with rope bondage in 2016. He has taken rope workshops with Iowa Friction in Cedar Rapids, IA, Studio Friction in Denver, CO, VoxBody in Oakland, CA, and RopeBurn in San Francisco, CA. Shawn has participated in international shibari conferences including RopeCraft in Chicago, G.R.U.E in Wisconsin, Tethered to Wifi out of Rhode Island, and Meet The Master series with Hajime Kinoko by Avalon in Australia. In 2019, Shawn started teaching classes by organizing the Homer Shibari Dojo in Homer, Alaska. In November 2021, Shawn presented 2 rope bondage workshops at the CLAW21 conference in Los Angeles and participated in the Bound and Beautiful art installation. In Seattle, he organized a 6 class series with the Seattle Leather Service Corps and a 3 class series with the Seattle Men in Leather. You can follow his work under the handle Bound To Be Knotty on social media.
Sample gallery of the best images from the Fine Art of Bondage project. Images are also available as Posters and Fine Art Prints. At the end this and much more photos are used for a printed art book about Bondage/Shibari/Kinbaku/BDSM photography.
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"I want you to display some of my bondage photos also," he said sternly. "Not all of them. None of the graphic pictures because I respect that you're trying to run a clean business. But you should display some of the light bondage pictures."
Days later. Elizabeth sat behind the desk of her tiny office after the gallery had closed. She was busy calculating the profits for the day. Sales were average. Nothing great. It was enough to pay the bills and her employees.
When the paperwork was done, she leaned back on the chair and looked at pictures she had received from other potential sellers. They were tame. Nothing exciting. Most of the artwork she had been receiving were bland with very little edge to it. Even the nude paintings and photographs she had been receiving looked bland. Everything had become boring after seeing Frank's work.
Elizabeth closed the gallery in the evening and took a long walk downtown. She needed the fresh air to clear her mind. Frank was right about one thing- she hadn't gotten laid in a very long time. And she was in desperate need of a good orgasm.
Sunday night. Elizabeth was on her way to Frank's apartment. She wore a casual blue dress. She didn't bother call in advance to notify him. She wanted to see if Frank kept his word about keeping his schedule clear.
Frank closed the door while Elizabeth roamed around the apartment. She looked at his furniture, his electronic items, and the images displayed on the wall. She wanted to know more about him through his lifestyle. After all, he was the man who was going to give her an orgasm, she expected.
"Then let's talk business. You can display any of my photographs that you choose, but I want fair market value for them. All of my profits will go to charity. But in order to make this deal, I want you to experience light bondage so you won't sound so ignorant anymore."
She looked at him sharply. Then her fingers went to the straps of her dress and she pushed them off her shoulders. The blue dress fell to the floor around her ankles. She reached back and unclasped her bra while continuing to look Frank in the eyes. The bra fell to the floor and her bare breasts were exposed.
When Frank opened the door, Elizabeth knew exactly why it was called the bondage room. Everything inside was built for sex- nothing else. Nothing inside was comfortable. Instead, there were different shaped tables with straps on them, sex toys displaying on the walls, and different devices for bondage.
Elizabeth did as she was told. She laid down on the table. She trusted him completely. Her eyes looked at the ceiling lights. At that moment, she came to the conclusion that she would let Frank do whatever he wanted.
She felt her hands being tied with the soft string. Her wrists became bound and they were tied to the table. It was slightly uncomfortable, scary, and exciting, all the same time. Frank did the same thing with her feet. Then her feet were tied to the table. Everything was professionally done.
Frank reached for a piece of cloth and folded it, making a blindfold. He covered her eyes with it and tied a knot behind her head so it wouldn't move. Not only was she bound, but she was also blindfolded.
Frank struck her again with the fly swatter. Then again. The fourth and fifth hits became harder. There was a stinging feeling to it. He continuously stuck the same spot. Elizabeth couldn't see her leg, but if she could, she was sure the spot was turning red.
Then came a wave of slaps. Each strike was no longer targeted and calculated. Frank began using the fly swatter indiscriminately on her breasts. He slapped her tits like he hated her. For a moment, she thought he was angry with her. The slaps came fast and furiously. There was a stinging sensation across her chest. She yelped out loud when her sensitive nipples were struck. Frank sensed her weakness and began targeting her big pink nipples, making them swell even further.
Elizabeth's breathing became deeper. There was a stinging sensation across her breasts and on her thigh. She was tempted to break free. She tugged the strings, but to no avail. She tugged a little bit harder and felt the strings begin to weaken. She tugged a little bit more, wanting to end the bondage.
A swat between her legs caused her to stop. She was swatted on the pussy. That bastard. Frank hit her pussy again, directly on the clitoris. Direct hit! Ouch! Her sensitive clit ached in pain, the good kind. She loved clitoral stimulation, but she never felt anything like what Frank was doing. He really is a pro. Another swat came and hit her pussy again. Then again. She tugged the strings again, not to escape, but in pleasure. A smile grew on her face, which she tried to hold in.
Frank spread her pussy lips with his fingers and held it open. Don't even think about it! Not in there! You bastard! He did. Frank struck her pussy with the fly swatter, directly inside of her pink wet cunt.
A few more strikes to her exposed pussy, and he released his hold. He swatted furiously at her clitoris with one goal in mind. He wasn't going to stop until she came. He watched Elizabeth squirm on the table with her toes curled and he continued to swat faster. She came magnificently. She looked like a beautiful hot mess in the process.
They met at his apartment to discuss which photographs to display. Afterwards, he would take her to the bondage room for discipline. Elizabeth was punished every which way. She was paddled from behind. Spanked with his bare hand. Wiped. Flogged. Swatted.
As their relationship progressed, they began going out together. He took her to the movies, art museums, plays, and dinner. Every time she thought they would become equals in a relationship, he would bend her over for a spanking. It was a constant reminder of her new position with him. She had always considered herself a strong independent woman, but for Frank, she was willing to make an exception.
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