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A few weeks ago I was invited to a teahouse for a bondage photoshoot. The event was awesome and I found tons of new friends. Moreover, I've had some free time to do a bondage session. Comparing to routine session, this one looked like a short show rather than sensual practice. However, I noticed that at some point people stopped talking and staring at us. A hang (the musical instrument) completed the atmosphere at the teahouse. After that I shared contacts with everyone who wanted.

Shortly after, I started talking with some people I had known that night. One day I'd rendezvous with «L». She seemed to me very curious and sentimental. She had a certain interest in ropes. In my turn, I adored her hang music. So, our collaboration was just a matter of time. She came to our action with two hangs.  I called my bottom «I». You might remember her from the previous post. They got on very well. L showed I how to play hang, we drunk some tea and told each other a bit about ourselves. The atmosphere was as cozy and friendly as it could be. Later, I set up my new red and blue LED lamp. I also pulled out some candles and lid them. L put the hang on her knees. There was a pause for a minute. She started playing softly, yet sharply, and the magic of music filled the hole room. I held both I's hands in mine. I took the rope with my other hand and stroked her hips, back and face with it. That always helps her to fall into the right stayed. I pressed her forearms to brest and tied the rope around her body. She started breathing deeply, as usual.

There is no point in describing the whole session simply because you can find a video of it on my account. The most important insight of that evening was the hang and L's playing skills. She didn't stop for a second during the whole 30 minutes session, she was improvising and changing rhythm from slow to fast and vice versa. I felt carried away by the waves, that were raising me up and dropping down constantly. This feeling was very peaceful. However, in my experience I usually get stressed in session because I think about my models savety. Should I say how many energy and power it takes? But that session was different. My mind was clear and nothing could change that. Occassionally I looked L right in the eyes. They were full of happiness eather from playing or our session, or both. No body knew the actual reason.

My model was suspended upside down. I opened her thighs just to make her feel a shamed. She didn't keep me waiting for too long.  She was keeping her eyes closed and relaxed. I tied a rope up and made a proper tension so that it didn't feel too painful yet definitely made her feel uncomfortable. Then I took piece of ice and slipp through her back and waist. She started shivering. At some point I noticed that L and her hang were leading me somehow. The musician's rhythm and my actions connected.  After that I took a candle and began dripping wax on I's body. The warmth of the wax was burning on her skin. However, she didn't didn't show her reaction. She kept silence obediently.

During our rendezvous she didn't mess up in any way (unfortunately☺️). So, this time I didn't find the reason to punish her. When I finished with wax, I slowly put her down on the floor. I untied her and wrapped my hands around her body. L was still playing,so we enjoyed that fairy hang music all together for a while.