Bondage Blog Archive for May, 2011

May 31st, 2011

The Keys To Her Pants

Don’t read this little story excerpt if humiliating enema expulsion squicks you out. It’s not for everybody, but the dilemma bondage angle may appeal:

You will need to be punished, but I believe we’ll attend to *your* disciplining a little later.” Jacqui gave her a quick slap on the buns and pushed her to her feet.

“Lissa, go get dressed. You, slut,” meaning Anne, “over here. I think it’s past time to remind you why I don’t approve of jeans. Although I must admit they look good on you when they’re so tight.”

When Melissa returned, dressed in one of her ad-hoc off-the-shoulder tops and a skirt, Anne was bent over the bed with her jeans and underwear pulled down to expose her buttocks. The enema tube was thrust between them. Melissa watched Jacqui collar Anne and attach a cable to the collar while the bag slowly emptied. “Lissa, come over here.” Uncertain of what was being asked of her, she moved closer.

It seemed like Anne had taken much more water into her small frame than Melissa had held before Jacqui relented and removed the nozzle. The dominatrix then hoisted Anne to her feet and instructed Melissa, “Hold her hands and balance her for me.” As she grabbed the smaller girl’s wrists, Melissa saw the shame warring with concentration on Anne’s face. Jacqui pulled up Anne’s panties, then raised and closed her jeans as well, reaching around Anne’s waist to fasten the buttons and close the zipper.

Melissa was beginning to wonder how Anne would use the toilet when Jacqui produced a traditional oval bike lock and looped it through the front belt loops of Anne’s jeans before clicking it home. Anne wouldn’t be able to get her jeans down! With a smile, Jacqui picked up the loose end of the cable and marched to the bathroom. “If you like your jeans so well, you can just live in them, slut.” Once in the bathroom, she attached the cable to the curtain rod in the shower.

Her curiosity abated by disgust, Melissa started to turn away only to be stopped by Jacqui’s command. “No, you watch, Lissa. Anne’s being punished for violating the dress code. Think about it whenever you’re deciding what to wear.” Melissa had no choice but to watch as Jacqui leaned the Oriental against the shower wall and began to spank her. Anne cried for mercy and began squirming in an effort to evade the blows, but the spanking continued until she could no longer control herself. She grunted as a rush of dirty water soaked her crotch and ran down her legs, but managed to avoid a total loss of control.

Jacqui stepped back and Anne sank to the floor of the shower and cried. “Serves her right, don’t you think?” asked Jacqui. Melissa couldn’t think of a suitable answer and replied with a question of her own as they returned to the bedroom. “Mistress Jacqueline, when will you let her out?”

The reply convinced Melissa never, ever to go near a pair of jeans.

“Oh, she’ll come out when she’s ready to. I shoved the keys up her ass before I gave her the enema. Of course, with jeans that tight it might take her awhile to get them out, but that’s life.”

From Peer Pressure: Lissa by Virtual Scott.

May 30th, 2011

Her Present: A Ball Gag

In which Monmouth describes another one of his delicious assignations:

I didn’t close the curtains right away, enjoying the possibility of someone seeing her like this while I asked her pointed questions about her masturbatory habits for the past couple of days.

Forty-eight hours earlier, I had specifically requested that she avoid any and all self-stimulation, and under no circumstances was she to allow herself orgasms.

She had managed eight hours of the allotted period.

I think I managed to convey just enough dismay at this while I enjoyed her meticulously detailed description of the urgently-needed self-pleasuring she’d indulged in (and, needless to say, she’d enjoyed even more for having been forbidden to do so).

Fortunately, she had brought some disciplinary devices. A paddle, blindfold, and rope. All of which would prove necessary. I had brought her a present: A rubber ball gag, man-size, from a leather-fetishy gay sex shop.

Later, after I had closed the curtains, she stood naked, hands secured behind her back, attached to a rope halter around her chest, waiting while I punched an extra hole in the leather strap of the ball gag with a corkscrew helpfully provided by the hotel.

Her buttocks were already pink when I pushed the ball gag into her mouth and cinched it tightly around her head. By the time we were done, they would be sprouting purplish bruises that would last a couple of days.

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May 28th, 2011

Caned Under The Ancient Regime

This bondage caning screencap is from an old Mood Pictures title, Ancient Regime:

tied to a table and caned

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May 27th, 2011

Friday Bondage Links Cornucopia #31

Another week, another list of bondage links:

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May 26th, 2011

Before The Bound Gangbang

Stripped, blindfolded, tied up, and told to wait until all the men show up. As if she has a choice:

blindfolded and tied on her knees before the gang bang

And if model Lou Charmelle looks underfed to you, too, please don’t worry. Surely they will make her eat a sandwich or something?

Picture is from this gallery; there are also flash movies.

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May 26th, 2011

Public Enema #1

Blackmailed into sexual compliance, Barbara is forced to accept an enema in front of a living room full of invited guests:

Barbara rolled over on her stomach and hung each foot off the sides of table like Beth told her to do. She rested her head on its side against her clasped hands. Beth’s faced appeared in front of her’s again and held up something for her to see.

“This is an enema nozzle. You are now going to start getting cleaned on the inside. From now on whenever I show you an instrument, I want you to kiss it and take it into your mouth while I explain the procedure to everyone. Understand?” The slight tremor in Beth’s voice was exposing her state of excitement to all present. Her breathing became shorter and her words more to the point. Her face was also becoming flushed.

“Yes, Mistress Beth.” Barbara kissed the end of the nozzle and parted her lips as Beth worked the nozzle gently into her mouth. The nozzle was unlike any Barbara had seen before. It appeared to be much longer, about 7 inches, and had a sort of rounded ball, close to a inch in diameter, about a half inch from the tip.

As she worked the nozzle in and out of Barbara’s lips, Beth explained to everyone that she would insert the nozzle into Barbara’s ass and open the hose clip which would then allow the contents of the bag, which held about a quart and a half of warm, soapy water to flow into Barbara’s intestines. She seemed delighted to explain that Barbara would feel the warmer-than-body- emperature water entering her and that it would soon cause her some discomfort and appear as though she wouldn’t be able to hold any more. Beth smiled widely and said that the adult body could hold 2 full quarts of water without any harm, but she kept it down to only a quart and a half because Barbara would have to hold this for a longer time than normal. When she completed the explanation, Beth took the nozzle out of Barbara’s mouth and told her to reach back and spread her ass cheeks w-i- d-e. Barbara did as she was told and spread her cheeks as wide as she could. She soon felt Beth’s finger work some kind of lubricant around her anus and then go directly into her asshole. The sudden sensation of pain caused Barbara to jerk, to which Beth responded by jamming her finger in farther. Barbara felt the finger work back and forth a few times before being replaced with the hardness of the nozzle. This, too, was worked in and out a few times before Beth roughly shoved it in as far as it would go.

As soon as Barbara’s body had gotten used to the ball deep within her, she felt the sensation of the water beginning to enter her. She had expected the water to be a soothing warmth that she remembered from the last enema she had when she was being prepped for childbirth, but this water was HOT! She began working her abdominal muscles to “grind” her stomach into the table in an attempt to ease the discomfort of the hot water. Each time she would grind her stomach into the table she felt her anus pucker around the intruding nozzle and grab it tighter. She heard Beth laugh and comment to the crowd that “the little slut likes it in the ass, look at how she’s working that nozzle in and
out by herself.” I wasn’t long before Barbara started to feel herself filling up. She now had an almost uncontrollable urge to expel the water. She tried to tighten her anal sphincter muscles around the nozzle to form a better seal and this action, too, was greeted by laughter from the crowd around the table. She began to feel a small amount of water trickle out of her ass and down around her vagina onto the table. She grimaced and gritted her teeth hoping she could hold it in.

“Do you know what this is, Barbara?” Beth was saying in a teasing tone.

Barbara heard Beth’s voice and realized she had closed her eyes. When she opened them, she saw Beth holding something which looked a baby pacifier, only much larger and made of hard rubber.

“No, Mistress Beth” she answered. She felt the rubber object at her lips and then entering her mouth after she had remembered to kiss it. She was really uncomfortable now. She had to go to the bathroom badly and could still feel the water trickling down onto her pussy. She accepted this damn rubber thing into her mouth and listened in horror when Beth told everyone that it was a butt plug and would be inserted in her ass so she could hold the enema in longer while another procedure would be done. Barbara felt the tears forming in her eyes again. She couldn’t be expected to it in much longer. She surely would rupture something. As she pondered the thought of quitting, Barbara felt the nozzle being withdrawn from her ass. At the instant it popped out, she felt the butt plug being pulled from her mouth and forcefully jammed into the hole where the nozzle had been.

From The Atonement by Racecar.

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May 25th, 2011

Rosaleen Young In Rubber

Rubber and ropes, ropes and rubber: two great tastes that taste great together?

Rosaleen Young in a rubber suit

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May 25th, 2011

Pain Factory Punishment

And while I’m rooting about in the Elite Pain movie directory on my hard drive, how about this tender scene from Pain Factory?

strapped down and strap spanked

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May 25th, 2011

Breast Whipping Frame

If you want her hands to stay out of the way, bondage is often needed:

breast whipping movie capture

This is from an Elite Pain movie called The Competition, and she’s just had her breasts whipped for the first time.

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May 24th, 2011

Ouch, That’s Got To Tingle!

I bring you a shocking photograph, literally:

zapping her foot with the violet wand copper rod attachment

Via Wired Pussy.

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May 23rd, 2011

Bondage Stockade

I’ve always wanted one of these bondage stockades:

in the bondage stockade

May 23rd, 2011

Girlfriends In Bondage

How to stay close to your BFF: handcuffs!

keep your friends close...

Found here.

May 23rd, 2011

Wild Eyes In Bondage

I recognize this as work by the artist known as Dementia — and it’s mild stuff for him; usually he’s all over-the-top whips and needles and branding irons and oceans of cum:

wild eyed girl in bondage

Via Erectus.

May 22nd, 2011

Anal “Pear Of Anguish”

OK, I already mentioned this in Friday’s bondage links, but it deserves its own post, really.

If you’ve spent any time at all surfing the kinky web, you’ll have fairly quickly found yourself at one or another of the many many sites that document historical restraints and torture methods, as applied to martyrs, suspected witches, criminal wretches of ancient times, and the like. Although there can be quite a lot of overlap with modern BDSM fantasies and tropes, I’ve never had — despite a few exceptions — a lot of time for that material; my sense of justice, love of due process, and empathy for the real anguish of long-dead victims of oppression tends to overwhelm any sexual frisson I might otherwise get from the tools of bondage under discussion.

One classic example is that infamous tool of the Spanish Inquisition, the so-called “pear of anguish”. In its classic form (and you can find photos of lovingly-wrought examples of this tool all over the internet) it was a simple screw device with three curved iron petals. Screwed closed, it was roughly the shape of a butt plug, or, poetically speaking, a pear. In this state it could be inserted in the anus, the vagina, or the mouth. And then, of course, the inquisitor would start turning the screw, causing the petals to be forced apart. Whether this caused “mere” pain or horrid disfigurement presumably depends on how far the screw was turned, but many of the historical examples have additional spikes attached, making it clear that avoiding tissue damage was emphatically not a priority. Not sexy, not to me.

But the idea of it has some play room in its memespace. If you had one that was well-machined of smooth steel, small enough to be inserted in the first instance with no greater trauma than any other butt plug or dildo, you could have some fun with it. But the machining, the complexity, the difficulty … nobody’s ever going to bother with that, not for any project less vital than rooting out the dire menace that is witches in all of our cupboards. Right?

Wrong:

locking anal pear

Not only has somebody started manufacturing these intrusive beasts for sale, they took the minor added step of making it lockable, so that it can’t readily be removed by unauthorized persons. And — in a move I think clever, given the bloody horror at the historical root of these vicious little items — they are marketing it as an anal chastity “ass lock” device:

Sometimes, you want others to know that your ass is off-limits. One glance at the Ultimate Asslock in use will be enough to let others know move on – this ass is spoken for! Simply insert this steel piece of botany into your back door and widen its petals to blossom while inside you to achieve a truly unique feeling of fullness.

Sadly, the thing is so pricey I fear most of us will just have to imagine owning one. (Although, I do see that right now it’s on sale, at more than a hundred bucks off its usual list price.)

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May 22nd, 2011

Rough Sex Preferences By Age

An interesting graph derived from data at one of the big online dating sites, as reported here:

graph of rough sex preferences by gender and time

I think this says more about gender differences in socialization about what sorts of things to divulge, though, than about any underlying actual desires and preferences. Young people these days of either gender are much more likely to say what they want, so I believe/trust the youth end of that scale. The rest of the chart, I suspect, may say more about what men and women were taught in various times past was acceptable to want and the extent to which it was proper to admit (even to themselves) what they want.

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May 20th, 2011

Friday Bondage Links Cornucopia #30

Have I really been doing a bondage links post every week for thirty weeks?

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May 20th, 2011

Her Hair Is A Handle

I like the hand gripping her hair in this artwork. The pincers in his other hand? Those, I could do without:

holding her by the hair as she is forced to suck his dick

It’s from a comic called Forbidden Dreams by Pinti.

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May 19th, 2011

BDSM: Not About Subjugation Of Women

A few paragraphs of rare clarity on the whole feminist opposition to BDSM fooferaw:

Men who enjoy dominating and humiliating women in a BDSM context, actually just enjoy dominating and humiliating their sex partner… and they happen to be heterosexual. There are men who enjoy dominating and humiliating other men exist as well, women who enjoy dominating and humiliating men exist, women who enjoy dominating and humiliating women exist. It’s not about subjugating women, or men or any one else, it’s about consensually pretending to subjugate your sex partner, because you both enjoy it, it’s the game you happen to like. It’s not about misogyny/misandry… it’s about what sex/gender turns you on.

[H]ow can these good, decent, kind hearted, egalitarian men enjoy tying up their girlfriends and beating them?

Because their girlfriends consent, because their girlfriends enjoy it. It’s not about man dominating woman because he’s man and she’s woman and that’s how it goes. It’s about two lovers, one who is sexually aroused by delivering pain/dominance/etc and another who is sexually aroused by receiving pain/dominance/etc.

Just so.

May 19th, 2011

Day Spa With Massage, Bondage Edition

This is clearly not the massage/spa experience she thought she was signing up for:

unexpected and unwelcome bondage enema on the massage table

Also from UseNet.

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May 19th, 2011

Slave Sisters, Kissing

In some houses, the rule is that slaves must treat each other with constant warmth and affection. Slaves who fight each other and nurse petty jealousies make for an unhappy house, and an unhappy house leads to an unhappy master. And when Master ain’t happy, there ain’t nobody happy.

Fortunately, it has been discovered that if you take two fractious girls and chain them in close proximity, they’ll usually “kiss and make up” after four or five boring hours:

kissing slavegirls

From UseNet.

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May 19th, 2011

Doesn’t Everybody Know This?

I hate thick-headed salesmen:

The salesman looked at me like I was crazy when I explained the need for a headboard that had slats so I could handcuff people to it.

Yet another bondage Text From Last Night.

May 19th, 2011

A Desperate Need For Handcuffs

Wouldn’t it be easier to get new handcuffs than to send this awkward text?

Since you haven’t talked to me since the rancid whipped cream fiasco, I’m going to assume we are no longer hooking up. But I need my handcuffs back. ASAP.

Seen on Texts From Last Night.

May 18th, 2011

Bondage Butt Sex

I believe a loose and liberal translation of the caption here would be “Please! Not up my butt!”

butt sex in bondage comic

Another UseNet find.

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May 17th, 2011

The Electrified Glass Penis

I wonder who makes these custom penis-shaped glass probes for the Violet Wand? Because the Stockroom does not appear to sell ‘em:

penis probe for violet wand

Picture via Wired Pussy.

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May 17th, 2011

Sperm Target

Here’s another pretty picture from the new Bound Gangbangs site. Sarah Jane Ceylon wearing a spidger gag makes a lovely bukkake target, don’t you think?

semen target bondage model wearing a ring gag

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May 17th, 2011

Enjoying The Spoils Of War

Although I found this on UseNet, I recognize it as being from a violent comic called Judith and Holopherne by the artist Riverstone:

two war captives tied up and being sexually enjoyed by their captors

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May 15th, 2011

Spread Eagled

A nice bit of vintage bondage. I wonder what she’s going to do to her once she has her arms and legs tied tight enough to the corners of the bed?

spread eagled bondage tie

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May 13th, 2011

Friday Bondage Links Cornucopia #29

These bondage links every Friday are becoming an institution!

  • Wow — it’s hard not to like this account of a forced bondage orgasm administered (inflicted?) with a Hitachi Magic Wand massager / vibrator.
  • Nipple clamp anguish. Mostly contained by a ball gag. These are the simplest and yet most enduring bondage pleasures.
  • Here’s yet another bondage movie clip putting the model in heavy bondage so she can be … caned. You know, I like a good caning as well as the next guy, but damn, sometimes I think these producers aren’t taking full advantage of their own bondage, if you know what I mean and I think you do.
  • The shiny black ball gag is keeping her from complaining about how much her arms have been hurting for the past two hours…
  • The worst wallpaper in the world can be improved by grabbing your wife and tying her up and propping her up against the wall. For extra spousal credit, tell her you’ll untie her for some fun after you get back from Hooters…
  • If I had a slavegirl wearing my leash, collar, and cuffs, you can bet the first thing I’d make her do is my dishes. Amirite? {pause} OK, let’s be real for a second. Make that “the second thing”.
  • Sometimes a whole lot of masking tape is all you need to keep your favorite fat-bottomed girl from interfering with her lengthy and well-deserved spanking.
  • There’s a visual fantasy that involves a girl hanging from wrist shackles while writhing and kicking under the whip. It’s not an easy fantasy to enact safely due to the difficulties of maintaining sustained suspension by the arms — but that doesn’t mean you can’t enjoy the photography when somebody has done it.
  • This bondage girl is bent over showing her butthole and the ring end of one of those linked anal bead sets. Don’t you just want grab that ring and give it a good yank?
  • Bound hand and foot, and gagged, while topless and wearing blue jeans — that’s a combination you don’t see every day. But it’s fetching!
  • Figging.com this week has an accumulated set of links to a photo described thusly: “This is me with a peeled ginger root shoved up my whipped-for-my-Owner’s-pleasure ass.” The figging picture is a rare treat, but that ass is so bruised, it may squick anybody who’s not a hard-core spanking enthusiast.
  • This is an ingenious home-made contraption consisting of two pussy clips on a spring-steel separator bar. I need one!
  • Sometimes a duct tape gag is just there because you like the way she looks in it, or you want her to feel properly oppressed. But with some girls, the gag is absolutely necessary because you don’t want to hear what she has to say while you’re doing what you both want you to do. This girl looks like one of those.
  • In this sex comic panel, two young men are busy “entertaining” their dates (bondage fucking style) when their mom walks in on them…
  • Hand cuff her, flip her over the back of a chair, and fuck her up the butt before she knows it’s coming. It’s like saying “Hi, honey, I’m home!” but more better friendlier.
  • One thing I like about Spanking Blog is that it’s been around so long, there are still pictures there from dead porn sites that have long since vanished from the web. This blog post, for instance, features creative rope bondage of a style I’ve rarely seen anywhere else.
  • Leave her chained on the bedroom carpet. Tell her to stay. Say you’ll be back … when you feel like it. Then you might get this look.
  • Face down, ass up, and tied that way. It’s time for fun!
  • Another great use for duct tape: just tape her down to the kitchen counter before you engage her from the rear. It’s a great way to ensure she’s right where you want her.
  • She’s locked in a complicated box full of … liquid. And straining, from the looks of things, to keep her face above the surface. Nasty and scary…

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May 12th, 2011

Bound Gangbangs

Kink.com has a new site out, the first new women-in-bondage site from them in a long time. It’s called Bound Gangbangs, and is pretty much what it says on the box: pretty women tied up and fucked by a whole roomful of men. One of the first shoots stars the bounteous Candy Manson and her enormous knockers:

candy manson gangbanged in bondage

candy manson tied and fucked by a bunch of men

More here ( flash movies / pictures ). Enjoy!

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May 12th, 2011

Beach Toon Bondage

I fired up the 3D Kink software for the first time in awhile to check for new goodies. There’s a yacht you can play on now, and more bikinis and beachwear, just in time for summer. But I got mesmerized by the slavegirl in the beachside open-air shower:

Kink 3d beach slave girl showering

I’d like to take my next vacation there, please!

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May 12th, 2011

A Face Full Of Dick

Here’s a charming illustration by Georges Pichard:

her face is full of his dick and cum

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May 12th, 2011

Four Soldiers

A woman who just got stripped by four soldiers, from the infamous scene in the 1970 movie Soldier Blue:

four soldiers stripping an Indian woman as her tipi burns behind her

May 12th, 2011

Bit Gag, Rebooted

Everybody should have a pony bit gag in their toy box. They are a lot of fun — just as effective as a ball gag, but it doesn’t obstruct breathing or put so much pressure on the jaw muscles. Result: You can leave it on her longer … even much longer.

Trouble is, the one I’ve got is old. Old and a little obsolete, from a materials science standpoint. It’s very stiff — I think it has a steel core — and the rubber that covers it tastes and smells like a car tire. That’s not necessarily a problem — after all, it’s not me who has to taste it — but inflicting indignities should be a matter of decision, not “and guess what, it also tastes nasty because my kit is not all it could be.”

Fortunately, the march of technology cannot be halted! Which means The Stockroom has added a 21st-century bit gag to its lineup, made of soft flavorless silicone:

bit gag rebooted

They explain:

Crafted out of soft silicone and flexible leather, this silicone gag has no taste, and is ideal for bondage beginners and pony play enthusiasts alike. The gag itself is extremely gentle on the teeth while being generous with breathing passages, allowing it to be worn comfortably for long periods of time.

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May 10th, 2011

Watching The Gag Go In

Daisy on gags in bondage porn:

My favourite parts of the porn I watch – it’s not always the cocks and the fucking. It’s that sweet moment of acceptance, when the girl opens her mouth and the ball gag goes in. Those are the parts I watch again and again – the little sad noises, the gagging and gulping as the straps are tightened, but most of all, that moment when the ball is held up to her mouth and her mouth opens obediently.

May 10th, 2011

Kenneling The Wife

“Good night, dear. Maybe if a night in the cage teaches you to keep a civil tongue in your head, you’ll be able to earn back your bedroom privileges tomorrow…”

putting the wife in the dog kennel for the night

Found here.

May 9th, 2011

The Bondage Bra

A great kinky find in black leather, via ErosBlog:

leather bondage bra and collar set

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May 9th, 2011

The Pain Of 62 Clothespins

Here’s a nice description of intense pain and its effects, for those of you who make a study of such things. Bar Coded Bitch had 62 green and yellow clothespins on her breasts, belly, and pussy, making a very nice sunflower effect — and this is what it was like:

The sunflower design was a punishment and i was ordered to wear them for two consecutive hours. During those 2 hours, i was to concentrate on having them whipped and flogged off. After the first 45 minutes, i knew i was fucked. The pain of 62 pins was absolutely outrageous.

The pain was stabbing sensations in the fibers of my breasts; it felt like my muscles were tearing and my skin was splitting, searing white hot pain flooded through me and made me break out in a cold sweat. After the first hour, pain-slut I was, I didn’t think I could finish this assignment. i felt nauseous and couldn’t imagine anything flogging or whipping the clips off my chest. Even the breezes caused by an oscillating fan felt like a sledgehammer against my chest.

And then came taking off the pins.
Fuck. Fuck. Fuck.
The pain was intense and terrible. Excruciating. i really thought i just might die there.
For real.

My body exploded with each clip removal like bombs were going off, little torpedoes beneath my skin blowing up nerve endings in the tightly pinched skin. i had blisters for a week after this punishment but after 4 years, i still stand in fear of these sunflowers and think of them and the pain imprinted on me every time i see an actual sunflower of any type.

i wasn’t thinking of anything but the pain during this assignment but after the fact, the fear and respect i have for this is arousing in nature and i walk a fine line hoping that i am never ordered to this punishment again.

May 9th, 2011

Bondage Fun In My Sauna

It’s odd, I suddenly realized I badly need a sauna:

sauna bondage

From Hogtied.

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May 9th, 2011

A Nose Ring And A Short Chain

She’ll kneel there — right there — for as long as she has to:

nose ring, short leash

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May 7th, 2011

Metal Dental Gag

After she’s worn this for a couple of hours, she’ll be eager to suck whatever you tell her to:

pretty girl wearing a metal dental gag that makes her mouth gape open

Image credit: House of Taboo.

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May 6th, 2011

Friday Bondage Links Cornucopia #28

I spend too much time on Tumblr, I know I do. But at least it makes it easy to put together twenty bondage links every week above and beyond the stuff I can blog:

  • You would pay good money if you, too, could belong to a secret spanking cult. At least, you would if it was your job to tie the new initiates to the ladder
  • Seriously vintage sex bondage. She’s blindfolded, gagged, and her legs are tied open so she can’t stop a thing. I think I saw this in an old House of Milan publication once…
  • In this little vignette at Spanking Flicks, she’s tied down to a table and caned really hard, so hard her legs are trembling and you can’t really hear her count the strokes because she’s crying so much.
  • Amateur bedroom bondage time, for a cute blonde. I’m not sure she was expecting the camera, though.
  • A little bondage — it doesn’t need to be very tight — is all it takes to keep the girl on the desk while you cane her ass.
  • Her eyes say “please remove those clothepins from my nipples you evil motherfucker” but her mouth says … haw haw! Her mouth don’t say nuthin’, because of the gag. Sorry girl, I guess the pins stay!
  • Do you like the look on a girl’s face as your dick slides home while she’s helplessly tied up? Then you’ll like this photo.
  • Handcuffs on her ankles, displaying her pretty feet to best effect. Simple pleasures!
  • Gonzo 1970s BDSM books were all over the map — it was the swinger era, baby! Nobody cared who did what to whom. Nor did they care how many women were dangling from chains in the background while they did it.
  • Her small tits are tied very tightly — and she looks like she’s about to say “to hell with this shit, mister, that’s the last time you tie me up!”
  • Glory hole blowjobs improved! If you feed her collar through the hole beside your dick, you can accomplish almost as much as if you had your hands on the back of her head…
  • If you chain a girl by the collar to the rafters with an uncomfortably short chain, it’s only polite to distract her from the discomfort with a whole bunch of clothespins on her boobs.
  • Did you see the handcuffed girl in the denim skirt? I think that skirt’s about to fall off…
  • Making a girl pee into the toilet from a standing position, while wearing tall heels, with her hands cuffed behind her back? Not nice. Watching her through the door and posting the picture on the internet, though … that’s just refined evil at its best.
  • I swear, I saw this very scene the other night while I was dreaming. Ah, Chloe!
  • So this rich dork hired a hooker. But he had serious issues. After he tried to get her to cut his dick “in half” and she refused, he finally got her to help tie him up in a very dangerous fashion, with a couple of ropes around his neck for the erotic thrill of asphyxiation. It went badly, he died, she got tried for his murder. And she got off. The surprise twist: this all happened in 1791. Nothing new under the sun, I tell you!
  • Some of you may like the gender ambiguity of this link. An individual is tied face down on the bed for some butt-fucking
  • Harshly fucking a bit-gagged girl with an extremely sore bottom — it’s the new rage in ‘Toonland.
  • Sweater girl blowjobs! She’s dressed head to toe in hot scratchy wool, tied securely, and made to suck. Somebody’s very specific fetish itch is getting scratched here…
  • You daily dose of arty bondage — she’s half-dressed, hogtied, and languid.

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May 5th, 2011

Dirty Slavegirl, Hosed

Because dirty girls need washing, even when they don’t want it:

hosed down with a firehose of cold water

From Strict Restraint.

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May 5th, 2011

Bondage Twins

I’m not sure what’s supposed to be going on in this artwork, but the twins can stay at my house tonight if they need a place to crash:

bondage twins book cover art

It’s from the cover of an old book called Double Trouble (NY-170).

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May 4th, 2011

Informal Bondage

From Don’t You Fucking Move:

I’m not into ‘organized’ bondage too much. Harnesses are neat, as are a lot the rope/kinbaku stuff. It’s very beautiful and admirable, but what really gets me hot is the idea of putting on my belt or a tie in the morning and realizing it may have another purpose when I get home. I’m touching my belt now, remembering that it bound my gal’s feet together a few weeks ago. I could pull her around the bedroom, and there was nothing she could do about it.

May 4th, 2011

Locked In The Water Closet

I predict she’s about to agree quite readily to any proposition put to her:

girl bolted into a metal and glass water closet, watching the water rise...

Via Infernal Restraints.

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May 4th, 2011

Bedroom Bondage Delight

When you’ve got her waiting for you in your bedroom looking like this, the incentive to push back from the computer and head for bed is much much stronger:

tied up bed slave waits for her master

From Fucked and Bound.

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May 3rd, 2011

Drying Her Titties

Bored in your hotel room? Wait until she comes out of the shower, grab her from behind somewhere during the six hours that she spends drying her hair, and tell her that her titties need drying too. Than hustle her into the closet and fix her up like this:

drying her titties with a hangar and clips

For added fun, you could time her as she dries her hair, and then tell her that titties are more important and must be hung to dry for at least twice as long…

Found at Fetish Fanatic.

May 3rd, 2011

Please Don’t Punish Me

That right there is the face of a girl who knows she’s got a heavy punishment coming:

in dread of a serious punishment

From Bondage Orgasms.

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May 2nd, 2011

Waxing Madison Young

She’s cute when she’s cocooned in shrink wrap for a little hot wax play. But then, when isn’t Madison Young cute?

bondage hot wax play for Madison Young

From Shadow Slaves.

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May 2nd, 2011

Black Bondage Slave

This is from a poor-quality scan of a vintage book called Black Bondage Slave. I love the combination of her unexplained sex face and the really shoddy bondage:

shoddy vintage black bondage

May 1st, 2011

Bedroom Bondage Sawhorse

What? You mean to tell me you don’t already have a padded sawhorse in your bedroom? Whyever not? Rick Savage does, and it’s very nice:

bedroom bondage sawhorse

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May 1st, 2011

Best Bind Them Well

If you’re going to tie up some girl’s feet so that you can cane them or tickle them until she pees, it’s important to do an extra-good job. At Bondage Orgasms, they seem to understand this:

rope bondage feet

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