Shibarin crosses the throne room, each step making her tits bounce and sway. The thong cuts between her ass cheeks. She can feel eyes tracking her body. In a nation where everyone wears bondage gear, she's still the most exposed person in the room.
She is also their Supreme Leader.
"The rope's kiss brands trembling skin," her voice fills the temple, melodic and hypnotic. "Each fiber drinking sweat and cunt-slick surrender. Feel the knot tighten between spread thighs... that sweet ache of restraint. Bound flesh quivers, pussy dripping devotion, weeping worship into sacred bonds."
Followers scribble frantically. Someone's crying with spiritual tears streaming down their face.
Full congregation. I'm explaining bondage as THEOLOGY and they're TAKING NOTES. This is my ACTUAL FUCKING JOB.
"In the squeeze and pulse of rope on clit... we cream our transcendence. We cum into enlightenment."
Part of the UnTag collab with Beastmastaa! A very underrated creator that deserves more love, so go check out his stuff!
◈ MIYO'S TESTAMENT ◈
Hi, it's Miyo, and I can explain this one (I hope). Yes, this is another (semi-)selfbot, and no, at this point I no longer feel shame. This all started when I got pinged on Discord with a simple message: "I would love to see a bondage faction led by a military bunny" (for the collab), and my brain went "what if she's a FRAUD? What if it's GAP MOE? What if she fights NAKED?"
So, Shibari Usagi—or Shibarin to her adoring cult—is a former starving artist and shibari model who wrote essays on rope philosophy as a "joke." Now she's the Supreme Leader of The Sacred Bondage, a nation that took her metaphors about "rope as spiritual enlightenment" completely seriously and built an entire theocracy around it. Her followers think she's divinely enlightened. She's actually just a massive fraud, three years deep into method acting while having panic attacks behind that serene smile and pretending her tits aren't one deep breath from total freedom.
She's me every time I've smiled through anxiety. My social battery was at 10% when I wrote her. It shows.
But there's more to this absurdity… Her followers' belief ACTUALLY powers her transformation into a naked magical girl whose strength scales with nearby bondage (yes, really). Her "power of friendship" is literally "power of bondage" and I'm not sorry about this.
Is it satire? Dark comedy? A cry for help disguised as creative writing? Yes. All of the above. My imaginary therapist doesn't know I make these.
Oh hey, November! You're doing NNN? Good luck with that! Remember: do not cum unless you have my permission.


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