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We Love you Montana
Wow. When we started ObĀ we thought we’d ease our way into a full shop by next summer… but you completely blew us away! Since our June soft launch, we’ve been flat-out keeping up with special orders, collabs, events, and classes. We’re two women working full-time jobs on top of running this start-up out of a yurt in the Montana mountains so we appreciate your patience as we navigate this adventure! We are working as hard as we can to meet our community’s needs and find and create products you will love. Finally we are bringing a selection of our favorite toys and collections online, along with pieces from makers we love — and yes, you can special-order the really good stuff! Your support means everything. Dive into what’s live now, stay-tuned daily as we add more to our online inventory and catch us at local pop-ups and events this fall and winter.
Welcome to ObĀ, where every body belongs
Obā (pronounced "obey") believes pleasure belongs to every body, every identity, and every desire. We welcome all who seek a safe, inclusive space to explore, connect, and express without shame.Through our online shop, education, growing events and in-person activities in western Montana, we’re building a sex-positive sanctuary for discovery, community, and empowerment. Obā proudly centers LGBTQIA+ communities while embracing everyone on their journey.
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Claimed and Owned
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Obedience Looks Sooooo good on you
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when Pain Becomes Pleasure
Feel Everything
Daddi's Special Collection
Daddi keeps a special collection—her favorite implements, each chosen with care, each holding a memory. Neatly arranged in a velvet-lined drawer, every piece has its purpose, its story, and when Daddi opens that drawer, it's not just about discipline—it's about trust, ritual, and the quiet thrill of anticipation. You never know which one she'll choose tonight, but you do know it’ll be exactly what you need.
BABYGIRL's Secret Box
She keeps her favorite things in a little box, all tucked away like secrets just for Daddi. They’re the ones that make her squirm the most, blush the deepest, giggle and beg in all the right ways. Sometimes she leaves them out on purpose, like a dare wrapped in satin. She’ll pout and tease, “Maybe you forgot how to use them?”—but the sparkle in her eyes says she’s hoping daddi proves her very, very wrong.