A virgin is introduced to the sensual bondage art of Shibari and Kinbaku-bi.
“Are you gonna eat that?” With her fork aimed at the last egg roll on his plate, Nyesha waited for an answer. Takeshi pushed his plate in her direction while she loudly slurped on a Ramen noodle until it disappeared between her lips. Like most places in Tokyo the restaurant was full. Excited chatter from the other patrons bombarded their table, though neither Nyesha or Takeshi had said much once their meals arrived. He leaned back in his chair, content to watch Nyesha get her fill. Even under the harsh florescent light her brown skin was pure silk in its hue and smoothness. Whenever she’d stare back at him, Takeshi realized he could get lost in the depths of her luminous dark eyes. She gave him a grimace, guessing how she must look, like she was vacuuming food down. “Sorry. Guess I was hungrier than I thought.”
“It’s fine. Better to not let good food go to waste.”
She could agree with that. After a very unladylike burp, Nyesha went on a laughing fit. “Oh shit. You must think I’m a pig, and I don’t blame you.”
His brow went up at her use of profanity, but Nyesha’s smile was endearing enough to put Takeshi at ease. “Would you like to order anything else, in case you get hungry later?” Continue reading