ShibariCon Part 3: Sunday and Monday Morning

Sunday I asked for K3 to move the alarm… he either didn’t or I slept through it. Either way, at 2pm I get a call from MorTis asking where I was- my class was starting. Eeek! I threw on some quick clothes and rushed downstairs, and started handing out… the wrong handout. Ugh. I had 2 classes back to back, and I’d forgotten which came first. Luckily the class was understanding, and both classes came off great. Kama Sutra Bondage was a blast, with my finishing pose being a 2-person suspension with them in a 69 in midair. It was hot seeing my 2 models roll around on the floor seeing what poses they could get into with some simple ties in place. Yum! It was a bit daunting having both Sinnamon love and Peter from Hogtied in the front row, but ay know, Sinnamon had some hot ideas, I adore that woman.

Simplest Toybag was a far more intimate class, and yum it was fun. From introducing one man to his first CBT (he didn’t tell me it was his first time!), to playing fetch with someone, to crying out to the entire hall “does anyone have a dick I can borrow” so that I could tie a strap-on onto a woman there… it was great. Very playful, very informative and LOTS of creative thinking by everyone there.

Then Sterling and I planned to have dinner. Which became Sterling, Dov, Firefly, Claire Adams and I having dinner. Which somehow added all the Helios Project folks. Which somehow added the hot SF dykes and 3 of their friends… all of us walking 6 blocks, running 6 blocks, through pelting sheets of rain to Baja Fresh. When we got there, soaked to the bone, the dykes and their friends decided to go somewhere else, unaware of what the plan had been it seems and wanting a different restaurant. We were soaked to the bone, cold, but happy to have food in our belly at last. We even got a group photo.

Someone finally brought up “how do we get home”? None of us wanted to go out in the rain again. Claire mentioned BBJim. He was spending the weekend at IML, but was staying at our hotel. I called him and asked “How do you take care of leather that has been soaked through?” His response? “Let it dry for 3 days, have sex in it, then treat it with conditioners and polish.” We then asked him for a ride… and between him and a Taxi, got all 8 of us back to the hotel.

I headed up to the hotel washing machine area and put my stuff in the dryer, and sacked out against a wall on the 14th floor with Dov, taking a call from Midori. This led to a conversation with Dov that lasted an hour. This led to a conversation with Master David that lasted an hour. I am blessed to have good friends, wise guides, and benevolent teachers. I have a hard path in front of me, but good sounding boards to support me on the quest.

Dov and I decided basically not to play that night. I had too much to think about, and his little wench for the weekend was busy. We eyed the dungeon and came to the realization that it was our dream dungeon- 15 suspension points all in use at the same time, rope flying everywhere… wow. It was incredible. It dazzled my senses. While watching a scene that Master David and Jimi Tatu were doing with two amazing women I know, Sexy Sadist curled up behind me and we talked. And began to breathe together. Soon my clothes were off and I was on the floor moving in time with her guided breathing. I hadn’t known Sexy Sadist was such an amazing Tantric energy worker… yet another skill that suits her well. We breathed, we kissed, we embraced, we held each other’s bodies and souls, we danced under blankets and between each other’s breaths. We made plans and discussed pasts and futures.

Somewhere across the dungeon I swore I heard MorTis laugh… yup, Bridgett ended up naked again.

Afterwards, I wandered a bit, heading upstairs to start packing. Eventually I came back to work on my computer, and as the dungeon was closed at it was time for tear-down, I began spinning live. The first song on the hit parade? Springtime for Hitler. Dov and MorTis danced with glee. Then on to Lonely Jew on Christmas. Finally I broke out the Black Eyed Peas and other R&B strip music before diving into 80s groove. Hot damn. Tatooi and English Tart were delicious stripping for folks as the furniture was broken down. They’ve asked me to spin next year… could be fun.

I stayed up and talked with Lochai. I really do adore that man, and introduced him to Ani DiFranco’s music. We poured through porn and laughed.

In the morning I awoke, finished packing my bags, and headed downstairs to teach my Asymmetrical Bondage class. Lots of great ideas jumped through the air, and my head popped open and the information poured forth like a waterfall. It was really quite good. I then grabbed my bags and met up with Chrystyne… time to drive to our next adventure.


Lee Harrington

Lee Harrington is an internationally known sexuality, relationships, and personal authenticity educator. Having taught in all 50 states and in 6 countries, he brings a combination of playful engagement and thoughtful academic dialogue to a broad audience. An award-winning author and editor on gender, sexual, and sacred experience, his books include “Traversing Gender: Understanding Transgender Journeys,” and "Sacred Kink: The Eightfold Paths of BDSM and Beyond," among many other titles. He has been blogging online since 1998, and been teaching worldwide since 2001. Welcome to his world, and your chance to expand your mind and heart alike.

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