WolfRope @WolfRope@kinbaku.club

Time is an excellent accomplice..... So close to the ground, but for her already a step into the inevitable....... Her expression already lets me guess what's going on inside her...... I enjoy the moment and am happy about my accomplice..... 🥰

Model: Traumsaengerin (FL)
Photo: DieDunkelkammer (Insta)

It's almost like an automatism.... as soon she is in ropes, she forgets everything around her and lets herself fall into our bubble with body and soul...... her devotion and trust fascinates me again and again and fills me with deep peace....... 🥰

Model: Traumsaengerin (FL)
Photo: DieDunkelkammer (Insta)

Guided by her soft sighs, her body speaks to me..... And without words I perceive which further stage she is now ready to go....... For not I lead her, she leads me........

Model: Traumsaengerin
Photo: focusfinder.de

I had only one inspiration, only a vague idea of what I wanted to realize.... the way to it she gave me........ Well aware of her inner struggle, I took a step back and let her be.......This calm that she radiates always takes hold of me....... 🥰

Model: Traumsaengerin (FL)
Photo: DieDunkelkammer (Insta)

@Grijs The secret is that the loop must be wide enough not to press hard on the nerve points. Another point is that the model must actively cooperate. That means she actively grips the Zuriline and can thus relieve the wrist. Thus, she can determine the load herself to a certain extent. ;-)

@Grijs Yes you can 🙂

It's been a few days since I was allowed to be a silent observer of her own expression...... when she used the ropes as a medium for movements that showed her zest for life and her still playful side.... Even today I think back with a smile on how she danced for me in ropes.... 🥰

Model: Traumsaengerin (FL)
Rope/Photo: me

It becomes quiet in the dojo, nothing from outside can enter. I hold my breath to be able to perceive the one from her. Quietly, accompanied only by gentle sighs..... what is going on inside her?

Model: Traumsaengerin (FL)
Photo: focusfinder.de

Often it's just little things that mean the world to me..... the way she holds her head while her long hair falls to the ground like a mysterious veil...... her lightness in ropes as a mirror of her confidence.... diving into our bubble of togetherness.....

Model: Traumsaengerin (FL)
Photo: DieDunkelkammer (Insta)

The cold east wind makes her blood freeze in her veins.... the snow burns her feet and she does not know what is coming....... She only sees the infinity of the forest..... walk my little angel, walk.....

Model: Traumsaengerin (FL)
Photo: DieDunkelkammer (Insta)