January 31st, 2011
Trying To Make A Bondage Phone Call
This is magazine illustration artwork by James Dwyer, from the 1950s in Collier’s magazine.
Bondage Blog Archive for January, 2011
January 29th, 2011
Merit Badge For Bondage
Pandora Blake recently got a couple of spankings. Then the man spanking her tied her wrists and threw her onto the bed:
I landed awkwardly, hands still bound behind me. Normally I’d scramble to regain my balance, try to find out where he wanted me, but all autonomy had been shocked out of me. I just lay there facedown, breathing fast and waiting for him to act. He tied my ankles together with more of the rope. Then, with another length, he bound my thighs, just above the knee.
So I’m trussed hands, thighs and feet, unable even to steady myself for balance, high heels sticking out off the edge of the bed and aching breasts smooshed into the duvet. He climbs on top of me and busies himself spanking me for a while, which is actually kind of a relief. Hand spanking, that I can cope with, and I ground myself in the familiar, pleasant sensations. But then he stops, and I can feel his cock nudging against my bottom.
He slides the velvety tip up and down my crease, teasing me with its hardness; pushing, gently, insistently, pushing, just long enough for me to start to groan, to resign myself to the pain, to whimper, “if you’re going to do that, you’re going to need some lube” – when he stops toying with me and plunges himself into my cunt instead. In that position I can barely move, can’t do more than rock my hips back against him an inch or so, and the angle isn’t one that will get me off. But that’s not the point. He takes me ferociously, one hand pinning my shoulders, my head, to the bed, and I surrender.
All of which is the kind of bondage blogging I love to share with my readers when I find it. Hot, right? But after some more bondage sex in that mien, there was a totally unexpected conclusion:
Afterwards, I’m drowsing on the bed in a blissful haze when he jumps up and starts digging through a drawer. He gives me a kinky merit badge and I don’t guess until I’m holding it in my hands which one it’s going to be.
I didn’t see that coming at all…
January 29th, 2011
Bound, Gagged, And Plucked
Does anybody know the artist on this one?
If you study the face of the tied girl, and especially the gag, it looks a lot like John Willie’s work in Bizarre. But of course, he didn’t publish anything so explicit there, with the bare pubes and the pubic hair plucking. The vintage looks about right, though.
Anybody know?
Update: Perhaps it’s Leone Frollo.
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January 28th, 2011
Friday Bondage Links Cornucopia, Japanese Rope Bondage Edition
I’ve been posting a lot of Japanese bondage photos recently, but Japanese bondage links of one kind and another have popped up on Bondage Blog for as long as I’ve been running it. So I thought for this week’s bondage links roundup, I’d pull together some favorites from the archives:
- Some rope bondage art by Suehiro Maruo.
- A cool tattoo of tattooed woman in rope bondage — awesome and a bit meta.
- Rope bondage in a fancy Japanese garden. Nice.
- Fully clothed rope bondage on Japanese TV game shows. Really!
- Here, the rope is only on her wrists. But she’s playing dodgeball! Sort of.
- This is not Japanese bondage, but the wet bamboo and rope is clearly inspired by that school.
- One person’s account of a bondage show they saw in a Japanese nightclub. It sounds like quite a party.
- A Japanese woman whose face is totally covered in rope.
- An abject outdoor rope suspension for a Japanese bondage model.
- An interview with the owner of an S&M bar in Roppongi (in Tokyo).
- A reminiscence about “schoolgirl bondage” in the Japanese style from the age of the photo magazines.
- Did you know that it’s possible for a Japanese bondage model to do her calligraphy without touching the brush with her bound hands? You might wonder how she holds the brush…
- Olga Kurylenko (Bond girl) in a very hot Japanese bondage scene.
- A brutal bit of Japanese bondage art… she’s been strung up by her hair in a barn and it looks like she’s about to get beaten with a piece of bamboo.
- She’s being forced along the knotted rope that runs through you-know-where…
- Who needs panties when you’ve got rope?
- Wintertime at a Japanese bondage spa. Outdoors. Chilly!
- Now this is how to heat up a slave girl.
- The simple white blindfold makes this picture for me.
- Richard Kern can always be relied upon.
- There is rope bondage, but it’s her bottom that steals the picture.
- If the ropes are thin and tight, it’s gonna be painful…
- A rare caning for a Japanese bondage model.
- Still in her wedding dress, tied up, and drenched with sparking wine … Japanese bridal tradition, or bukkake substitute?
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January 27th, 2011
Maintenance Of Caged Slaves
Cages are handy for keeping girls in:
But if you keep ‘em in there for too long, you have to sluice ‘em off before you can play with ‘em:
Images from Sex And Submission.
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January 27th, 2011
Kinky Feather Roses
It’s coming up fast on Valentine’s Day, and you know what that means… it’s about time to get your kinky order in from The Stockroom.
So, why not tickle her with some roses made of feathers? They aren’t necessarily any cheaper than regular roses (depending on how many you buy), but they last a lot longer and they’re more fun:
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January 26th, 2011
Prison Whipping Story
This is a scene from the very brutal Prison Story whipping movie from Mood Pictures:
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January 26th, 2011
A Riding Crop And A Burning Candle
Spanking Blog obviously knows how to throw a riding crop party:
January 26th, 2011
Mom, Leave The Damn Handcuffs
Very funny, Mom:
my mom just asked if she should wash your furry handcuffs with the lights or darks
From Texts From Last Night.
January 25th, 2011
Shackled, Badly
I found this begging woman on the cover of a French-language novel. But I’m not very impressed with whomever put those shackles on her forearms:
Just look at the radius of her arms where the shackles are, versus the size of her wrists and hands — if she lowers her arms, the closed cuffs will fall right past her hands into a jangling clatter on the floor.
January 24th, 2011
Tight Japanese Rope Bondage
It looks like she’s suffering just a little bit…but isn’t she doing it beautifully?
From Sniper.jp.
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January 24th, 2011
Clean Sore Foot
There’s nothing like a good scrubbing with a sudsy wire brush to make a young lady in bondage go a little bit glassy-eyed, especially when she’s gagged and can’t scream:
From Kinky Delight.
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January 24th, 2011
Arrested For Stealing Grapes
These girls were having an innocent nude picnic, you see, when they got caught eating grapes off the vines. And apparently that’s a serious crime in Russia, because they promptly got arrested and marched off:
Of course the ensuing punishment is somewhat irregular. But that’s Her First Punishment for you…
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January 23rd, 2011
Last Night, In Handcuffs
Somebody must have had a sportive evening:
i just woke up in the woods behind my house in handcuffs and a dan marino jersey ive never seen before
January 23rd, 2011
Gagged And Fucked From Behind
More Japanese art, this time featuring a big boobed girl with a tape gag and a serious buttfucking going on:
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January 21st, 2011
Friday Bondage Links Cornucopia #15
Friday bondage links. On Friday. Isn’t it comforting?
- A catalog of good weekend bruises, including some from the rope bondage. Found via Viviane’s Sex Carnival.
- There isn’t actually any bondage in this picture. But if this isn’t an enema punishment scene, I don’t know my vintage fetish porn. The which, he said modestly, I sorta do.
- In the bad old days in Russia they used to throw serfs out of the sleigh if they were being chased by wolves, to lighten the load for better speed. In a modern city, instead you throw bondage girls out of the taxi.
- Breath play: “He’s not much interested in letting me breathe until I give him what he wants. He drives into me faster as I give in to the first signs of discomfort, my lungs burning hard now. A frantic and failed attempt to turn my head, a high-pitched squeal squeezing through his fingers. I own your air, cunt. I own you. Shit just got serious.” Kaya and her master play hard…
- Cattle prods, rope bondage, and metal nipple jewelry. It’s an … erm … electrifying combination. If you’ll pardon the unoriginal turn of phrase. Which I hope you will, if only because the girl is drooling, she’s been used so hard…
- The simplest of pleasures. Rope bondage, sunshine, and deep throat.
- Back in 2003 I posted a handcuffed sex anime picture here on Bondage Blog. I recently found a much higher quality version of of the image, so I updated the post.
- From Flickr: A sultry girl rolling around on her bed, toying with her fuzzy handcuffs. Not really a bondage photo, though, because she only has ‘em snapped on one wrist.
- I, too, think that “chasing some bondage beauties around the yard with a hickory switch sounds like a nice diversion.” Sign me up, please!
- Take two slave girls. Give them fresh piercings in nipples and septum. Tie their hands behind their backs to complicate their balance. Let them (if they can) balance on some shaky overturned buckets, while you tie off their new nipple rings and nose rings to a beam overhead. And then, just to make the game more challenging, start whipping them. Pretty soon, they’ll be begging you to fuck them, or to do anything at all that you might want. (Did I mention that it helps if they are cartoon women? Much sturdier and harder to break.)
- On Flickr: She’s handcuffed, and she’s ready to be let out. Try asking nicely, dear…
- You know about figging…peel a piece of fresh ginger, stick it up your submissive’s ass, watch them squirm as they “enjoy” the burning sensation. Maybe cane them a bit while they can’t clench. Big fun. But how big? The upper limit is typically imposed by the fact that ginger … at least, supermarket ginger … only grows so big. Well, Figging.com found a figging photoset where somebody found a hand of ginger at least four times bigger than usual. Ouch ouch ouch…
- Poor drummer girl. She’s got the drums, and the sticks. But how is she going to get a beat going, with her hands cuffed behind her?
- The middle urinal doesn’t work anyway. So we can leave her chained there a long, long time.
- Isn’t it amazing, the bondage you can accomplish with one long piece of steel water pipe, and enough rope?
- Another Flickr cutie, demonstrating handcuffed postures at the whiteboard for the whole class.
- You’ve probably seen Bondage Fairies, the manga. But have you seen the human cosplayer Pfil? Yeah, she’s cute.
- I realize that what with the spider gag and the strict rope bondage, there’s not a lot this girl can do to control how the blowjob is going. But still, tooth damage is strict liability; somebody needs to tell her to watch those tops if she doesn’t want a whipping, after. Amirite?
- I don’t have a lot of faith that the rear view mirror supports on a Kia are strong enough to be used as bondage attachment points like this in real life. Especially when you start whipping the girl.
- One last Flickr bondage beauty. This one’s in lingerie, except for the black handcuffs.
- Once again, no bondage in this picture. But an ass this bountiful, covered in rubber…surely it’s worthy?
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January 21st, 2011
Stretching Tara Lynn Fox
“Don’t fuss, dear. It’s a neck stretching treatment, to make you even more beautiful. Just another two hours…”
It seems to have worked rather well, too:
The lovely lady is Tara Lynn Foxx, seen here at Device Bondage. More of this scene in this gallery.
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January 21st, 2011
Hands Free Bondage Blowjobs
Pet Owner on the training required for a proper bondage blowjob:
Gentlemen, if you haven’t had a blowjob from a tied-up slave, you just might not have truly lived. There is a great deal of extra effort required to properly please a man when a woman’s arms aren’t free or she’s otherwise contorted.
That doesn’t mean she can get away with being slipshod about it, though. Take your time and have her practice until she’s better at serving you bound than she is rope-free. Anything you train her in is a thing worth her learning to do properly.
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January 21st, 2011
Elbow Shackles
One of the reasons I like steel bondage is psychological. There’s the point of ridiculous bondage overkill, where you’ve got a girl restrained like she could be Conan the Barbarian on angel dust, and she still would have no hope of breaking loose. Then, she knows that resistance is useless.
I’d say, this shackling system approaches that point:
From Infernal Restraints.
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January 20th, 2011
Anime Bondage Blonde
I’m not very up on my Japanese animation, so I can’t actually name this wide-eyed bondage blonde character who is getting her boob gnawed here:
But I do recognize her. And I’m sure somebody will be along forthwith to post her name in the comments.
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January 20th, 2011
Dirty Pig Girl
I don’t post humiliation photos every day, because they aren’t really my thing. And there’s that whole “…pleasure in the beauty…” motto to think of. But, from time to time, I’ll make an exception, especially when there’s some good animal cosplay going on. So, meet Pig Girl, who badly needs a bath I don’t think she’s going to be getting as soon as she’d like:
From the Pain Files.
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January 19th, 2011
Bit Gagged Amateur Slave
January 19th, 2011
Down In The Blowjob Pens
We could wish this anime art wasn’t pixel-censored, but that’s the way of the world. It’s still amusing: A pretty girl with enormous branded boobs locked in a blowjob pen for hard use by whomever passes by. It looks like it’s been a long sticky day so far:
From file names, I think this may be from a game called Kangoku Senkan 2.
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January 19th, 2011
Do You Need Some Shackles?
And speaking of shackles as we were in the last post, do you need some? Because The Stockroom sells some of the best steel shackles out there — oval for better wrist comfort, a nice primitive dungeon look, coated so they don’t rust if your dungeon is dank or your slave girl habitually tries to pee her way out of trouble:
These Oval Wrist Shackles will securely hold your willing partner wherever you want them. Unlike most shackles that are circular, these restraints are oval shaped and fit better around your wrist ensuring longer comfort and longer wear. Each shackle has one hinge and room for an outside lock (not included). Joining the shackles together are 9 links of sturdy chain, securely soldered to the shackle, giving you up to a 9 inch span between your wrists.
Beyond the rigid comfort that these shackles offer, they are also covered in a smooth clear coat to prevent rusting of the metal to ensure a consistently comfortable wear and presentable appearance. Ideally paired with our Round Ankle Shackles, these high-quality restraints make a perfect set.
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January 18th, 2011
Bodacious In Shackles
I think this comes from a Spanish-language comic magazine called Muerde:
January 17th, 2011
Captured By Ruffians
She’s in trouble, all right:
That’s cover art detail from Crime Slave by Lydia Holmes.
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January 17th, 2011
She’s Been Framed!
In the best tradition of cheesy vintage bondage, our heroine has been fixed up with what looks like a portable bar for hanging shirts from, and some clothesline. But she’s cute as a button and she emotes well:
January 15th, 2011
Her Friends Call Her “Nurse Soapy”
When you hear the phrase “enema nurse” you’re usually thinking of the person administering the enema, but this is a very old-fashioned medical office, and the doctor is rather kinky:
Via alt.binaries.pictures.erotica.bondage.
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January 14th, 2011
Friday Bondage Links Cornucopia #14
Friday. It can be bondage links time now?
- Virtual cheerleaders probably aren’t as much fun as flesh-and-blood ones, but I imagine they are much safer for dirty
oldmiddle-aged men to play with. Especially when “play” means stripping them to their panties and knee-socks and tying them up in the locker room. And then taking their panties. And then spanking them. (What else did you expect at Spanking Blog?) - There are some girls where, if you tie them on their backs with their ankles to their thighs, it makes their pubic bone and pubic mound pop completely out away from their bodies. It’s beautiful and awesome, particularly if you have a little eight inch flexible rubber strap about an inch and a half wide to spank them with until their entire pussy area is glowing bright red and they are willing to promise you the most amazingly wild promises if only you would please oh please stop… Anyway, this is one such girl.
- Remember when the porn business was phat and Hogtied.com used to take its show on the road to Cabo San Lucas every winter? Sun, sand, palm trees, and bondage … they brought home some excellent shoots. This tropical bondage yoga scene is one of the few things I’ve ever seen that’s made me want to road trip to Old Mexico.
- Collared. Cuffed. Blindfolded. Earbuds taped in her ears. Music playing loud on the Sony Discman. And being fucked by two guys. She’s having a busy evening…
- Have you ever seen a girl captured and spanked by bureaucrats? You know it takes a ton of red tape…
- You know what’s sad to me? What’s sad to me is that in any given house in America, there are men and women whose date night sex isn’t likely to include a scene that looks at least a little like this.
- When you leave a pretty girl chained in the desert until you can get back for the weekend to play with her properly, there are certain risks. Water you can leave her. Food, no worries; if she’s hungry when you get back, she’ll just be more likely to beg nicely. But you’ve got to hope she won’t get to chewed over by snakes and spiders…
- When Sarah Palin said “Drill, baby, drill” I’m pretty sure she wasn’t talking about this kind of drilling. But you know what? I don’t care.
- I don’t know if this is really amateur bondage porn or not. But it’s really about the tastiest bit of BBW bondage I’ve seen in awhile. The caption: “Like with chocolate chip cookies, homemade is just better.” I know I’d bite…
- Sometimes I just can’t improve on the original Tumblr captions: “Caught on the backstairway, she was easy prey for Veronica and her gang of miscreants…”
- Here we have a multiply-pierced, pensive Japanese beauty with a look of intense suffering on her face. Why? I’m guessing it’s the tight pussy rope.
- History, they say, is written by the winners. The losers? Well, if they’re not careful, they can wind naked and bound in a military dungeon, being caned every night on national television for the amusement of their former political opponents and subjects.
- This is a bog-standard Japanese bondage shot. Schoolgirl outfit on a woman just a little too old for it, plain white panties, legs tied up above her head, back to the wall. But wait… Just how long have they left her there? There’s a suspicious pool of fluid she’s sitting in…
- It isn’t easy being a 21st-century pirate. The hours are long, the pay is irregular, the risks are enormous, and your coworkers are scurvy lot. But there are a few of the traditional benefits you just can’t get in any other job — not least of which is the ceremonial taking of the prettier captives up to the bow of the boat for a bit of friendly bondage mouth pillaging.
- When you pull two naked, gagged, and well-used sex slaves out the hot trunk of a car where you’ve been stowing them, and then sluice them off with a bucket of water, they’re going to look a little bit distressed and straggledly-haired. But, still very edible.
- Bondage like this is deceptively hard to do. Getting those knots to line up so one goes in the pussy and one goes hard up against her anal rosebud…have you tried it? It’s a tricky piece of bondage engineering.
- A pretty classic piece of bedroom bondage, yes. But the huge piece of bamboo under her back makes it ever-so-much more severe.
- Picture Annie Cruz, helpless, with her arms tied tightly behind her all the way up above her elbows. And she’s on her knees in front of a toilet, being “assisted” in dunking her head…
- The handy thing about cowboys is that they all have a rope and some kind of whip. And if they’re the evil ones with the black hats on, that makes for the sort of bad dude that a lady should be very careful of … unless she enjoys being in fixes like this.
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January 14th, 2011
The Copper-Plated Dilemma
This is a particularly brutal bit of electrically-powered dilemma bondage. As long as her muscle strength holds out, Elise Graves is fine. But as soon as she slumps, she lands on that big sheet of copper plate, her sweaty body completes the circuit, and then hot bad things start happening at the business end of that wired-up vaginal probe she’s got inside her:
This reminds me of a long-lost bit of Insex video (and good riddance, who still has a RealMovie player anyway?) of a wired-up suspended girl whose nipple clamps were trailing onto an electrically-hot metal sheet on the floor. It turns out she had the stamina to do a whole lot more abdominal crunches than you ever would have imagined she was capable of. And every time she collapsed hopelessly into the current, shuddering and twitching and wholly, defeatedly exhausted, they just turned it up a few notches, and suddenly there she was, heaving herself back up with newfound reserves of desperate strength…
Picture is from Wired Pussy.
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January 14th, 2011
The Caged Bed
I’ve heard of some funky Japanese love hotels, but I never heard of anything as cool as this round caged bed. This is totally awesome, and I want one:
Photo is from Love Hotels at The Morning News. There are also photos of a BDSM “Hello Kitty” room. From the interview with the photographer:
What’s your favorite room?
The Hello Kitty S&M room has to be my favorite because it is so unexpected, and I love the colors in the prints of that room.
Why do you think the Hello Kitty S&M room is appealing to hotel guests?
Hello Kitty is really big in Japan. Many women there are drawn not only to very cute, almost little-girl-ish toys, but to also being very cute and innocent. I think the room would probably appeal to a girl’s [interest in] cuteness, and the S&M part of the room [appeals] to a man’s more sexual interests. Though, I think most Japanese girls probably giggle when they see the cuffs-and-bondage Kitty. In our culture cute and innocent aren’t generally mixed with the supersexual, so the room takes on some extra irony.
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January 14th, 2011
Ten Fun Things To Do With Rope
Graydancer made a list (in 75 seconds) and it probably has a few things on there you wouldn’t have considered.
Versatile stuff, rope.
January 14th, 2011
Locker Room Spinster
January 14th, 2011
Crotch Strap Fever
I know that a crotch strap, especially a tight one, is supposed to be a punishment, but from the evidence it looks like this chained bondage captive is using it to enjoy her predicament:
Via alt.binaries.pictures.erotica.anime.
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January 13th, 2011
Bending Sophie Over
Hooks in the ceiling and shackles on chains are often shown in these big complicated suspension scenes. But really, they’re more handy for just bending a girl over and keeping her hands up out of the way, as in this panel from Von Gotha’s Sophie’s Curious Perversions:
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January 13th, 2011
Captured By Vikings
The Vikings, as everybody knows (whether it’s true or not) loved to carry away the young ladies as part of their loot and plunder. Tender scenes like this must inevitably have followed:
From The Vikings by Hugdebert.
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January 12th, 2011
Tightly Roped Boobs
Tracy is new to modeling for Hard Tied, and when she said she wanted to experience “rope bondage at its best”, she didn’t quite know what she was asking for:
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January 11th, 2011
Bondage and Tentacles!
I’ve never posted much here in the whole notorious Japanese “tentacles” genre, because even when the girl is swarmed with sticky tentacles, it never strikes me as proper bondage, any more than holding your girl’s hands together over her head is. But sometimes, you find real bondage and tentacles too. Here, it looks like Our Heroine is being fed to some sort of carnivorous plant, which plans to mate with her before it devours her:
Found at tentaclerape.net, which I am not linking because those fuckers throw a “403 forbidden” if you try to link to any of the inside pages of their site. Way to break the internet. (Direct navigate to: tentaclerape.net/post/view/2484 )
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January 11th, 2011
Showing Off Kristi
Kristi’s boyfriend is a sharing sort of fellow, it turns out, especially when his friends come to town. Fortunately, Kristi likes it, even if she does need a little encouragement by way of the handcuffs and a paddle:
“See that?” Mark asked, indicating the state of my nipples with my mahogany paddle. They were rock hard and getting harder by the moment. “Two things turn a girl’s high beams on like this,” he said. “And one of them isn’t ice.” Very deliberately, very slowly, he took my left nipple between his fingertips — and tweaked it hard.
“Mmnnn!” I said, jumping in surprise. The five of them laughed.
“Cut it the rest of the way off,” Mark advise Terrence, about my top. A moment later, I was topless.
“Stand up, Kristi, girl.”
I stood up.
“Work them off.”
I did as I was told, though not without difficulty. Then I stood before them, naked and trembling, a rubber ball-gag in my mouth, handcuffed behind my back, my mini-skirt puddled around my ankles, extremely nervous. Then Mark cupped my right breast.
“Who wants to go first?” he asked.
Mortified, I glanced back and forth as the guys looked
uncertainly amongst themselves, and then at Mark. None
of them looked at me.“It’s yours for the taking,” he advised, rubbing my erect nipple with his thumb. “Terrence?”
Looking perturbed at being called upon again, Terrence nonetheless put down the scissors he was holding in his hand, moved up hesitantly to me, leaned down, and hurriedly kissed my nipple.
“Nugunnnnuh,” I moaned, shivers up and down my spine. Terrence kissed it again, then put it in his mouth and began to suck.
“Eddie?” Mark asked.
Taking up position on my other side, buoyed by Terrence’s success, Eddie took my left breast into his right hand and squeezed it. “Nice,” he said. “Really firm.”
I made noises that Eddie ignored.
“In fact,” he said, rolling my nipple between his forefinger and thumb, “this may be the best tit I’ve ever held. Or sucked on,” he said, putting me in his mouth.
I moaned again.
By now, licks of flame were dancing in my belly, and in my head. The humiliation of being spanked was like an open wound, but a definite arousal-maker too. My body was reacting–I was reacting–and it was like a microwave wrapped around my hips, cooking me from the inside.
Mark said: “Different for you, huh? Not being able to jabber?”
I nodded my head. The ball-gag, though sufficient to shut me up, was not a plug. Drool leaked out both sides of my mouth and down my chin. I felt like a baby.
On Mark’s invitation, Steve came up behind me and started kissing my neck. I squirmed, partly because I was ticklish, but mostly because I was embarrassed and turned on. Being kissed there drove me nuts. Being given a hickey there, which Steve was doing now, drove me absolutely nuts. Then Steve’s hands let go of my shoulders and traveled down my biceps to where my elbows touched my sides, then onto my stomach. He let them slide up and down my skin, exploring me gently, letting me get used to being caressed. If Mark objected to this latest escalation of intimacy with his helpless girlfriend, he didn’t say a word.
Then Bill took his turn. Replacing Terrence at my right breast, he squeezed and nibbled my nipple, biting me–and not so gently, either–while Terrence dropped to his knees and began to rub at my thighs. No, rubbing is not the word. His hands moved lightly, but very possessively, up and down my legs, inside my thighs, close up to my defenseless and very expectant pussy, then across my still-tender ass. I was moaning now, more or less continuously, my temperature really climbing. Then Steve’s hand drifted down my very hot, very quivering belly, over my lower abdomen, and between my legs. A moment later, his middle finger found my waiting vagina and went in it. I began to shake.
“Unngggghhhh,” I moaned loudly.
“This girl is hot!” one of them said in a husky voice I don’t which one, because my eyes were closed. He wasn’t commenting on my appearance.
Mark, understanding that things were teetering on the edge of Kristi getting gang-banged here, decided to push them over. I went from being his show-off girlfriend, to pass-around whore. He forced me to my knees and began to unhook the gag. “Kristi,” he said. “There are five raging hardons in this room. You’re gonna take care of them all.”
Finally free of the gag, I sucked in breath. Ten minutes of being wide open with that thing had left my muscles aching and useless. My jaw cracked loudly. “God,” I said hoarsely, “do I have a fucking choice?”
Mark unzippered his jeans. “Sure you do. Me first, or one of the others.”
I took him into my mouth.
In the following few minutes, in rapid succession, I sucked them all. It wasn’t languid or sultry sucking, either. They pulled me back and forth between their cocks, sharing my mouth, taking their pleasure from passing me around, not from being sucked. They made me gag, tried to choke me going down my throat, humiliated me by holding my head, and after a while took turns holding me, each of them in turn, while someone else fucked my mouth. It was driving me crazy, both from frustration and from sheer arousal.
Suddenly, Mark left the room to go into the bedroom. The part of my mind not already pulped to mush wondered what he wanted next. I found out a minute later, when he came out holding my blindfold…
From Showing Off by Marcia Hooper.
January 10th, 2011
Nicki Blue (?) On The Upper Floor
The first time I saw these pictures of Iona Grace, I thought “who is that girl? She looks like a cute little sister for Madison Young!”
Pictures via The Upper Floor.
Update: After some discussion in the comments, we are going with the theory that this is Nicki Blue.
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January 7th, 2011
Friday Bondage Links Cornucopia #13
Is it time for Friday bondage links again? Why, yes, yes it is:
- Two girls, fully clothed, on the bed. Only odd thing is, their hands are tied high overhead…
- Vintage Eric Stanton Blunder Broad artwork from Spanking Blog: she’s tied to some prison cell bars, getting her ass beaten with a rubber hose.
- If you want to spank a girl with a ruler, that’s fine. But if you want to spank her pussy with it, you are going to need some special bondage. Because she won’t hold still, otherwise.
- Erectus writes: “I can never understand why, in photos like this, the girls seem to be so remarkably free of whip welts about the pussy.” Concur…
- Kissing a pretty girl is always in order. If she’s all tied up, well, so much the better!
- Three giggling schoolgirls. They just wouldn’t shut the fuck up! Fortunately, a roll of black tape soon fixed that problem.
- I’d keep her handcuffed in bed, too.
- She looks like she’s seriously having second thoughts about this whole leash and collar business.
- The wooden poles and ropes will keep her hands and feet out of the way. The soft lighting makes her look…very pettable. But that smooth exposed prominent pubic mound? It just cries out for some serious attention. A riding crop is where I’d probably start…
- When was the last time you saw a real good reverse cowgirl with her wrists tied?
- “Stubborn bitch won’t suck?” Obviously, all you need is a pair of needle nose pliers, and the soul of a stone bastard…
- When a man needs to rub his dick between some tits, he needs to rub his dick between some tits. Even if he’s gotta staple her neck to a big board and stuff her panties in her mouth, to get her to hold still and shut up long enough.
- If you’ve never used a woman’s hair as handles to pull her head harder onto your cock, you’ve missed out on one of life’s great pleasures. When she’s tied up and can’t get away, it’s even more fun.
- She said she wanted to go with you, but you think she might just be trying to keep an eye on you until she can get her hands on a phone to call the guys who are after you. In six hours you’ll be able to buy some gas and hit the border. Right now, you both need food and beer. Was she pissed when you handcuffed her to the steering wheel? Oh, yeah. But she’ll get over it…
- Whenever I see a girl this flexible, stretched this far, I want to get a little whip and see how she twitches in response to…stimulus. Bad of me, I know.
- This innocent little tartlet is pure prey. Yarrr.
- The padded blue leather St. Andrews Cross in this photo looks very very comfortable. Which is ironic, considering that it’s probably mostly used for whippings and other torments of that ilk. Still, I’d love to have one in my dungeon. The girl? She’s welcome, too.
- This bondage pic combines a bunch of fetish elements for the discerning viewer. Rope harness, ball gag, glasses… and cum all over the glasses and ball gag alike.
- She’s very nicely dressed. But I don’t think she’s going to get far wearing the cuffs and shackles.
- A plaid miniskirt and a ton of rope? That’s a great costume to wear when you’re on your knees, giving a blowjob.
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January 6th, 2011
Rebels Whore Camp
It’s cartoonishly brutal (duh!) but Rebels Whore Camp by Templeton is also kind of hilarious in a dark way:
The population of mountain gorillas in Tuganda is in danger. For years now, war lords have been fighting the government. The rebels recruit troops, steal food and money, burn the fields and capture young women for sexual use.
A group of models, artists and celebrities is on a UN fund-raising trip to the area to draw international attention to the plight of the endangered gorillas. Unfortunately for the young troupe, General Tunkunda has heard all about their mission.
The bloody-thirsty guerilla leader has had the plane hijacked and the ten beautiful girls seized as hostages. He plans to use them to blackmail the international community into backing his group against the government forces. But in the meantime he has other more immediate plans for the young beauties…
Meet General Tunkunda, he’s a real charmer:
From Dofantasy.com, of course.
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January 6th, 2011
His Bondage Puppet
Looking at all the spent enema gear on the floor there, I’m not even sure he has her complete attention with those nipple clamps. Her attention seems somewhat…internally directed:
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January 5th, 2011
Making New Friends In Bondage
Say you’ve got a couple of slave girls. They don’t like each other much, but they’re going to have to learn to get along. What do you do?
Well, it’s always possible that some enforced togetherness would help. Sure, there will be some initial resistance:
But, you know, with the miracle of electricity, you don’t have to do all the work yourself. Just turn on the power, go and watch some television, and let a few hours worth of shared orgasms, commingled saliva and sweat, and mutually-breathed air work their magic:
Before you know it: best friends for life!
The lovely ladies are Chloe Camilla and Payton Bell, and you can see more here from Device Bondage.
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January 5th, 2011
A Ball Gag For Chelsea Handler
If you’ve ever seen the cable show Chelsea Lately, you may agree with me that its hostess, Chelsea Handler, ought to try out the ball gag look as a regular thing:
The image (and backstory, which is complicated) come via Spanking Blog. Sadly, the baseball bat is never explained.
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January 5th, 2011
Suburban Spanking Party Bondage
After taking a rare “day off” from Bondage Blog yesterday, today I am scrambling to catch up with some posts of interest. And one thing I notice right away is this post at Spanking Blog linking to Zille Defeu and her kinky magazine article about spanking parties in suburban 1970s California. Nobody who has read this thing appears to believe a word of it, but that never stopped me from avidly reading the Penthouse Letters when I was (ahem) a young man, so who cares? And there is bondage in it:
Blindfolded, I was led into the room, and placed over what transpired to be a specially built spanking “horse”. After the height had been adjusted and I was in position, my wrists and ankles were securely fixed, and a leather girdle placed across my middle. I knew that my bottom was sticking out, because my jeans felt very tight. Twenty strokes were given. It was interesting to appreciate that some liked to give the strokes one on top of another, others side by side, whilst others preferred to give one high and one low. The final effect was that my bottom was stinging like mad.
After a minute or so, the assembled members were asked whether they considered me suitable material for membership, and there was a great cry of “Yes”. I was then asked whether I wished to proceed to the full initiation. I must admit that I hesitated for a second or so, because my bottom was stinging so, but then I agreed. Immediately, I felt the level of the horse being lowered, which eased the strain on my jeans, now seemingly bursting at the seams. I felt what seemed to be female hands reaching for the zip of my jeans and pulling it down, followed by the pulling down of my jeans to my ankles.
Although the room was comfortably warm, the baring of the bottom seemed to allow some of the heat to dissipate. The horse was then re-adjusted upwards until everyone concerned was satisfied that I was once again bent over as tightly as was possible…
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January 3rd, 2011
Feeding Time, Slave!
And sadly for you, you didn’t earn “eating with your hands” privileges this week. Maybe if you attend to your cocksucking lessons this week, next week will go better for you, and you won’t get so much tomato sauce up your nose:
From Shadow Slaves.
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January 3rd, 2011
Wrists Tied To Boobs
This is a really clever predicament tie that I found here. As her arms grow to tired to hold her hands up, she’ll be forced to put more and more weight on the breast ropes. Nothing too extreme, but it’s going to get more painful over time:
January 3rd, 2011
Bridle-Gagged Red-Head
January 2nd, 2011
The Old Party Handcuffs Trick
Here’s a bondage story classic from two decades deep in the Alt.Sex.Stories archives. It seems our heroine was receptive to the old “handcuffed at a party” trick. Sure, she threw her drink in the guy’s face, but later she followed him upstairs so he could find the key and unlock her:
“I’ll get the key.”
She sat on the edge of the bed. While John shuffled through a drawer, she stroked the light brown wool blanket that covered the bed.
Curiously, she found that the contrast between the blanket, her lightly tanned wrists, and the nickle-plated handcuffs with the light from the track lighting reflecting off of it was aesthetically pleasing. What an odd thought.
“Found it.” He knelt down and picked up her hands to take off the cuffs. She held his hands and looked into his eyes. “I’m really sorry I threw my drink in your face.”
“I’ve suffered worse.”
Angie actually began to feel guilty for hating him. He had, after all, only been playing around and she built it up into this whole big deal in her mind. Looking at him, Angie realized he was quite handsome, and his hands felt so strong and firm, yet gentle as they held hers. She leaned forward and kissed him lightly on the lips.
He didn’t move, and momentarily Angie feared that she had made a horrible mistake. Actually she had, but not the one she was thinking of, as she found out later.
He pushed her back onto the bed and laid on top of her, kissing her with a passion that only fanned the flames growing in her loins. She wanted to hold him close, press her body harder against him, but her hands were still chained. Indeed, he had hooked the chain of the
handcuffs with his left thumb and was holding her arms above her head.He leaned to one side and with his free hand, began unbuttoning her blouse. She was panting too hard to voice the slightest protest, she was too aroused.
With her arms pinioned above her, and her body helpless under his weight, she could feel his hardness against her mound. She felt exposed, and helpless, and as he began to caress her breasts, she could swear she was about to come. She struggled and squirmed, but only
ended up rubbing herself against him harder.Then he began to use his mouth, twirling her nipple with his tongue. She couldn’t resist any longer. Hooking her legs around behind his, she ground herself against his cock. She wanted it inside her so badly that she was determined to push it through the two intervening layers of denim. She strained her arms against the cuffs, her chest was heaving when he bit down on her nipple. Her scream echoed throughout the attic room. It was one of combined ecstasy and pain, frustration and release. Angie came hard, and it left her weak and panting.
“Oh god… John… Please… fuck me.”
“I guess you don’t hate me anymore then?”
“Oh please, don’t punish me this way.”
“How shall I punish you then?”
Angie had no idea what John had in mind, but she would do anything now that she was worked up to this peak. “Anything, just do it.”
The story after that puts me in line of that bit of old doggerel:
She offered her honor,
he honored her offer —
and all through the night
it was on her and off her!
Only, with more chains and leather.
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January 2nd, 2011
The Oral Trainer
What you cannot tell from this picture is that the dildo is made of hard sugar, and she hasn’t been fed in four days.
If he’s not 100% happy with the oral technique she shows him, he pulls her off and lets her hang an inch away, before putting her back in the cell for another day…
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January 1st, 2011
Friday Bondage Links Cornucopia, Goodbye 2010 Edition
The new year is just an hour or so away, it’s time to break out the celebratory bubbly, but before I let go of 2010, I wanted to give you your Friday bondage links. It’s been a good year here at Bondage Blog, with some serious design upgrades that I like quite a lot — but we’ve also found a lot of fun bondage goodies, too. Here are some of my personal 2010 favorites:
- The year started off strong last January with some pulp bondage featuring a Nazi villain who looks amazingly like Karl Rove.
- Kaya and I then fairly quickly got in trouble by taking up for the cause of functionality over aesthetics when it comes to bondage. Of course that’s a genuine de gustibus matter, but that didn’t stop it from being controversial.
- Another high point from January was the girls being heat-shrink packaged using 1939 meat-packing technology.
- February was quiet, but good for chained girls. The chained girl peeling potatoes was a personal favorite, as was Christina Ricci from Black Snake Moan.
- March brought me quite possibly my favorite bondage sex comic of the year: a deliberate cartoon recreation of Jessica Alba getting bondage-whipped in Sin City, only more naked and sexier. Yum and yum. Also: Yum.
- Also special in March was that rare beast, a girl in the stocks who is actually getting rotten tomatoes thrown at her, just like in medieval times. It doesn’t hurt that she’s the lovely Rosaleen Young, and wearing a ball gag.
- Early April is memorable for bondage punishment enemas, two of them, in prose, from a dirty book. Brutal, nasty, and just what the Matron ordered.
- Putting things into girls seems to have been a continuing theme in April. Check out this bondage funnel apparatus! Sadly, reports indicate it was never put to its most obvious uses.
- May was another good month for bondage sex comix, with posts featuring the graphic novel versions of chained butt sex, revenge blowjobs, and whipped harem girls.
- Shrink wrapped girls also put in another appearance, this time in the tender care of Sean Connery.
- Science fiction bondage continued in June, with astonishing Gene Bilbrew cover art and a girl they call The Satin Satellite.
- I am also blown away by this simple suspension from June. It’s Madison Scott being beautiful. That is all, and that is enough.
- One fine Friday in July, before I got the idea to do these Friday bondage links compilations as a regular thing, I compiled these five Friday face fuckings. You have no idea how many porn galleries I had to look at! Oh, the sacrifices I make…
- Also in July, I joked about a home teeth whitening kit. Oddly enough, my girl still doesn’t think it was very funny.
- This post from August wins my caption of the year award.
- I also enjoyed the abasement of Katie Jordin.
- September quickly became memorable for endless rows of coffled slavegirls, something I never expected to see outside the pages of a Gor novel.
- It’s also when I discovered the mock cannibalism and fursuit ritual slaughtering (with lots of bondage, natch!) in Wonder Woman.
- The prettiest thing I saw by far in the month of October was Sarah Blake, trying like hell to be a good girl and not look too scared…
- Sometimes dirty slavegirls need a little help with their personal hygiene. They will not always appreciate this. Especially when a stiff brush is involved.
- November being Bondage Blog’s 7-year anniversary month, there were several retrospective link roundups, on topics such as prison camp bondage, on bondage miscellany, bondage sex artwork, and bondage blowjobs.
- And finally, bringing us rapidly up to date, we had excellent vintage lesbianism, bondage vinyl, a pair of girls tied for spanking, and the vintage magazine cover bondage find of the year.
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