Diary

Ruined orgasms as rewards for new, dirty milestones. Or maybe nothing at all. Perhaps the prize is simply staying locked and owned longer. One more week. Then another. Until months have passed in your prison.

When the rope comes off , they begin to process something radical: the possibility of a new closeness with another man.

You don’t need to tell me your name. You won’t be asked to explain yourself. And if we passed on the street, no one would suspect what I do or what we shared behind closed doors. #Discretion #BDSM

In professional domination, I don’t work with petite, trained Shibari models. I tie everyday people, and that’s where I find incredible, raw, non-theatrical beauty, no matter your shape or size.

He didn’t realize it yet, but what was waiting for him was a proper British caning.

"What sets Rocco apart is his ability to guide you gently but firmly to your physical, psychological, and aesthetic limits"

Despite the cliché, nobody really wants true, uncaring darkness. The cold authority, the cruel scenarios, those are just the theatre of BDSM

He asked to be queer art—nothing but color, rope, and flesh. I transformed him, erasing the self, leaving only vision

Men in ropes... This one was a truly remarkable subjects for sculpting. There is exquisite effort in shaping the ropes to complement the...

I’ve developed a deep visual and psychological fascination with tying men. There is a special beauty in their subtleties.