An alert reader emailed me about a very detailed bondage blowjob flash game called Super Deep Throat. It’s a big .swf file so I decided not to try and run it here, but you can find a running instance here or get the flash for yourself here:
Beware, if you decide to download the flash, the download links take you to a file storage site with aggressive popup advertising.
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These are from a Dofantasy comic called Slave Cop: Agent Cumgulper Versus The Cult:
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Forty weeks of bondage links! As that guy on Current TV would say, Time! Marches On!
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This would be a challenging bondage suspension even if they weren’t about to whip her into a frenzy of red welts:
Via Pain Gate.
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It looks like this prison is run the way I would run a prison (if anybody were so foolish as to let me) rather than in a modern and professional fashion:
Somebody’s going to be doing some serious voodoo tonight:
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She’s thinking “Is he ever going to take off this gag? I’m getting thirsty here!”
From the long-defunct Devonshire Productions.
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This is branded as a Dofantasy.com image, but I don’t know which of their publications it comes from:
Her owner told her weeks ago to go to the nail salon and get rid of those horrid acrylic monstrosities. She didn’t go. Now she’s being dragged down the street, leashed and naked, to get declawed…
I say, she’s lucky he didn’t just trim them himself, with a pair of Klein wire cutters!
Via Whipped Ass.
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Comic book bondage never looked better:
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Sadly I don’t have any provenance for this vintage bondage picture, it’s just something I downloaded from UseNet years ago:
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Service on The Upper Floor can get a bit gross if you’re not a favorite girl. Especially not once they strap you into the “How may I help you?” gag with toilet brush attachment:
More here.
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It’s Friday again, and after 38 tries I’m totally running out of new ways to say “here are your Friday bondage links!”
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These panels come from a raunchy Dofantasy sex comic called Runaway Daughter, by Moffett. As you might expect, it takes the form of a modern morality play, and Bad Things happen to Our Heroine:
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Kaya asks:
Which one of these things doesn’t belong?
The all-cotton, knee-length, blue nightgown with “Best Grandma” written on it, the words surrounded by pink butterflies and flowers
OR
The stainless-steel turian slave collar.
Cuz the two together just look fucking weird. For real.
Alternate title for this post: BDSM in the real world.
It’s that same old story. (I don’t know if it was ever true, but it’s a sound narrative and much-used, regardless.) American tourist girl goes to conservative country, dresses like she’s still in Simi Valley, gets grabbed as an “American slut” for the entertainment of some local old fool rich enough he still has a nice secluded harem:
This comes from a French comic called Chamber 121.
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Hermione has been reading bodice rippers, and finding bondage gems in ‘em:
Kelsey was staring in mesmerized horror at that narrow bed out in the middle of the room; the bed had leather straps with thick buckles attached to its four corners. Her fear got the better of her, seeing those straps. She’d have no hope left if they were put on her, and she didn’t doubt by then that was exactly what Ashford intended.
That’s from Say You Love Me by Johanna Lindsey.
This is the first time I’ve ever heard an account of public breast whipping as a judicial punishment:
Cote said “I almost dropped dead. It was amazing.” What he found were records dating back to 1677.
“It was stunning, stunning stuff.” Among the archives were court dockets kept by the court magistrate. Cote said he read of a dispute before the court between a husband and wife. On this particular complaint, the judge sentenced the woman to 40 lashes about the breast to be administered in public.
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“Something about you makes me want to tie you up and torture your nipples.”
Here’s Zille Defeu with a fond memory about sadists with rabbit furs:
As I recall (although the memory is a bit soft-focus, for some reason) I was naked, and the bits of rabbit fur were rubbed all over me. In my intoxicated state, I found this really overwhelming, and began crying out that I was being attacked by rabbits – which only spurred the evil sadists to greater effort! (And they laughed at me!)
Anyway, I am sure that we all went on to an evening of further kinky debauchery, with undoubtedly some spanking or flogging, but it’s that moment of being surrounded by sadists with rabbit fur, laughing and tickling me, that really sticks in my mind and makes me smile.
Sometimes with enema porn, there’s a veneer of backstory to indicate that the enema is somehow a medical necessity or something like that. But this bondage enema manga is free of all that — in fact, the dildo vibrator and the vibrating nipple clamps make it pretty obvious this is a purely sexual procedure.
Via alt.binaries.pictures.erotica.anime.
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FRIDAY! Bondage links time:
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Cleaning lady Jada Fyre has done a bad job, and her employer is not happy. In this Sex and Submission photoshoot, he starts by making her suck her own tits…
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Poor slave! She dropped her ice cream, and her master said “Eat it anyway! No hands…”
And so, she’s licking cobblestones today.
Oooh, she’s about to have some very sore feet. We’re talking “move around the house serving her master on hands and knees for a week” level sore:
Via Infernal Restraints.
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Holly, writing about a couple of ideas she has:
I want Rowdy (or someone else I trust both as a person and a BDSM top) to shut me in a walk-in closet for 24 hours. Maybe a whole weekend. I’d get a jug of water (maybe a little food if it’s a whole weekend) and reasonable allowances for potty breaks, and that’s it.
Why: Partly as a kink thing, but mostly as a mental-clearing thing. In a weird way it almost feels like something I need, a reboot for the brain, a forced mediation. I’m a person consumed by my distractions–sex! blogs! food! electronics! hobbies! TvTropes!–and while I treasure most of those distractions, I also want to know what it’s like to live without any distractions at all. It’s something I would do independently, but I don’t think I can force myself. So I’ll get someone to force me.
My first thought upon reading this was “potty breaks? Ridiculous! I’d just give her a bucket.” So I laughed when I saw an early comment in which she explained “I considered a bucket, but then I just know I’d spend the entire time thinking about the bucket.” Which is fair enough.
This is a classic John Willie pony girl illustration:
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It’s like suspension, perhaps not quite as uncomfortable. But look how exposed for her spanking she is, on that big leather bondage wall!
Picture is from SocietySM.
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Once again, it’s nice to see somebody getting some actual useful work out of their slavegirl:
The girl cleaning the sink in chains is Michele Avanti, and the picture comes from this Whipped Ass photoshoot.
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The look on her face says “I’d mind this a whole lot less if I wasn’t going to have to lick out this dish before I’m done.”
I have to confess to admiring the custom curved steel cum-catching bowl she has, though.
Riding a bondage horse is painful enough, I’d think. The pounding dick in her ass? Has got to make it worse:
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It’s a hard life in the dungeon:
Artist unknown. Anybody?
The scent of Friday is in the air, and that means bondage links! And if you look through them all, you’ll find there’s sort of an accidental theme of pony play going on, too.
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I don’t think she’s really about to be caned on her armpits … but she doesn’t look so sure:
From this free gallery at Wired Pussy.
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Anna from Kink Amateurs writes “Me with the new gag Master bought to use on me”:
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The Evil Monastery sex comic reminds me a lot of Georges Pichard’s The Road To Repentance, only with more fucking and (a little bit) less punishment:
Of course it’s a Dofantasy production, by Montal.
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In this a really good emotionally raw post from Silverdreams at Naked Confusion, she describes the unpleasantness of an encounter with an idiot who made that far-too-common error of conflating “submissive to someone” with “submissive to everyone”.
As near as I can tell, this error has to do with some sort of bogus internal classification scheme that presumes dominance and submission are innate characteristics, rather than what they actually are: relationship modes we choose and apply in vary specific contexts with very specific people.
Unfortunately idiots who make this classic mistake can ruin a good picnic, especially when they also suffer from a lack of respect for physical boundaries that verges on the criminal. At this particular picnic, after Our Narrator got told she didn’t “look like a submissive”, she was talking it over with friends:
I asked the question that was foremost in my mind (and not without some great deal of irony)
“Exactly WHAT is a submissive supposed to look and act like?”
We chewed over this for a while, other people got into the conversation, and then, because the question itself was so silly, we starting making up all sorts of shit. Submissives should always wear corsets, even in the middle of summer at a vanilla party; with high heels. Submissives should always wear dresses with no underwear; Submissives should kneel all the time, even when we’re in the park, pinecones and rocks; and dozens more stupid ideas of what a “twue submissive” looks and acts like, when I mentioned that I knew the definitive answer:
Submissives should always wear pony tails because it makes a great handle for pulling.
What I didn’t know when I said that, was that the aforementioned clueless female “dom” was standing behind me and had heard my words.
That’s when she pulled my pony tail.
After which, as you might imagine, the shit got real.
I’m not certain, but this artwork looks a lot like the work of Azpiri that used to appear in Heavy Metal.
Here’s an inflated latex pony suit with certain “enhanced” assets:
Nobody pays the jailer much. But the job has perks:
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I found this on UseNet, but I’m pretty sure it’s from the long-defunct Devonshire Productions.
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You don’t usually see Asian models with such large boobs in this sort of stereotypical “Japanese bondage” style shoots. Which is a pity, because this girl is delicious:
Found here.
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I want to go swimming, but not before you get your Friday bondage links:
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I’m somewhat missing the point to this: she’s tied up and about to suffer a fate worse than nowait, the same as … what she probably would have been doing if she spent the night home alone?
OK, just to be obvious, I’m kidding. Context and consent do matter, obviously.
Art is from the Dofantasy comic Missing In Shanghai, by Kittyhand.
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The Kinky Librarian went to dinner:
At some point during dinner, MasterDoc ran off to get a lubed-up butt plug, brought it back to the table, and stuffed it up Nadia’s ass. Nadia, red-faced but clearly enjoying herself, remarked that this was just like Kink.com‘s The Upper Floor – a civilized dinner party at which no one bats an eye when some sub girl bends over to take a butt plug up her ass. Truly, I expect no less at MasterDoc’s Home for Wayward Women. Nadia sat back down, and MasterDoc instructed her to wiggle about, to make sure she was getting the full effect of that butt plug. She obeyed, in obvious embarrassment, which I found adorable. I pointed out to her that her ears were turning red, and she wailed, “You saying that makes it worse!” Mwahahahahahaha! I’m a bad friend.
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Mounmouth remains the king of writing about his kinky sex:
I licked a puddle of sweat from the groove of her collarbone. Danielle sat on top of me, her wrists tied together behind her back.
She had ridden me like this, grinding down hard, leaning forward while I held her steady, cupping her breasts, pinching her nipples, my palms slick with her sweat.
When she came (again), I felt a rush of warm wetness at the base of my cock. And stillness. Sensitive to the point of pain, she needs a moment after coming, a pause after the frenzy.
Eyes closed, she rested against my arms, hair tumbling down over her face. “Please come in my mouth. Please.”
I extracted myself slowly and wiggled out from under her. She was kneeling, waiting, perfectly still. I stood up, pushed her hair aside.
“Open your mouth.”
Here’s a serious-but-fun post from Clarisse Thorn about re-imagining the existing biases and superstitions against S&M. She turns the popular vanilla vision of S&M as some sort of defective brokenness on its head, by laying out how different the world would seem if kinky traits were viewed as heroic superpowers. When I attacked the piece to try and find two sentences to blockquote, I failed; it was too intricately written, and I couldn’t find a partial quote that did it justice. So, just go read the bloody thing already:
