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“Woman! Get your ass outside and clear the snow off my truck!”

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Nothing like a little suspension bondage in blizzard conditions to solidify your credentials as an “extreme” rope bondage model. Or, alternative explanation, her tent blew away:

Picture found on alt. binaries. pictures. erotica. bondage.

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• Wintertime At The Bondage Hot Springs
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Soon enough, she’ll be tied wide open and fucked on that bed. But, for now, she waits:

From The Training Of O.

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• The Toilet Slave
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Do you suppose inking those paw prints tickled?

From here.

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• Electric Toe Bondage
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From Erectus, this funny photo caption:

So, I says, “Woman!” I says. “Woman, make me some damn biscuits!” But does she make me some damn biscuits? No, she does not. Instead, she gives me trouble. So I tied her to the bedpost and went to work. She was mad all right, mad as hell. But she’s cute when she’s like that. And tomorrow? Tomorrow, she’ll make me my damn biscuits!

Of course we can rely on Infernal Restraints to revive a venerable classic like the whipping post. It combines the best features of helpless bondage and hopeless suffering, because she’s sure not going anywhere, and neither is the man with the cane:

Her body may be doing what she’s told, but her eyes are saying “God damn you fucker, when I said you could handcuff me and gag me and make me do whatever you wanted, I didn’t exactly have the fucking vacuuming in mind!”

Nobody ever remembers that chastity belts aren’t a great choice for cold wet climates:

From BDSM Und So.

It looks like our lucky photographer has caught himself a lively one! She’s lost her wrestling match, she’s well tied up, her stockings are running, but her eyes over the gag say she’s still up for a little bit more friendly struggling:

Cover art from Man’s Life, November 1955.

Via Fuck Yeah Karl Elvis:

“See if you can flipper your way into the living room, darling; if you can, I’ll feed you a herring.”

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This bondage enema scene comes from an old whips-and-canes stroke book (paper porn! how quaint!) called The Prefect by P.N. Dedeaux:

A comical sight met her eyes.

Two quite big girls, bare but for their stockings, were having a double enema. Kneeling side by side on a wide wooden bench, they had their arms secured behind them in wrist and elbow cuffs, their heads right down and buttocks thrust up. Into the amber anus of the one on the left threaded a red rubber tube which ran from a canister set on a shelf above. A second tube, of quite astonishing length, was just being inserted into the entrails of the girl on the right by the black-robed Matron, as Maria walked in to pay her respects and report on her finding.

“This I want to watch”, she said with a creamy chuckle, as the lightly-greased tube slid in, to the girl’s gaspingly protested oooh’s and aaah’s. Every now and then the Matron turned the tap of the canister briefly, to ease in the passage.

“Two notoriously costive girls”, she announced in her usual surly tone, “I mean to teach them a lesson. This is their third high colonic. Three litres of hot soaped water and turpentine. They take it together and the one who holds it the shorter time gets my martinet under her with a vengeance. She also has another dose, held up by a saddle strap with a nice big dildo attached to it. There … there you go, my monkeys, swallow it all every drop, there’s no way you can’t, so there.”

The tap was opened and soon the bent bottoms were rippling with quivers, quick muscular contractions as the fluid seeped into them. But Maria Daunitz had really to laugh when the girls stood up after it was over, and the tubes snaked out of their bottoms. Their expressions were so woeful, she had no idea an enema could be as corrective; moreover, their bellies were distended until they seemed pregnant, their arms still fastened behind them.

They were stood in a tiled bathroom, side by side, and in a second both were writhing. They were also sweating since the injection had been hot. Truly, she had seldom seen such miserable miens as the pair clenched their legs, or paced and bent, in their efforts to retain their respective doses. But she had work to do herself and couldn’t wait any longer, dearly as she would have liked to see that curious raised commode, with the sharp spikes around the seat, in urgent use. She supposed that with arms behind like this a girl had to sit down hard on it. However.
Excusing herself to the implacable Steinkopf, watching grim-faced with a martinet in one hand, she was half out the dispensary when there came a wail, a girlish cry – “Oooouuu, I can’t … it’s coming down!”, plus the sounds of a helpless, abandoned pattering of feet, then categoric noises, in particular a high-pitched pinging – and a scream!

Maria Daunitz went on her way.

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• The Enema Bondage Chair
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• Versatile Table Bondage
• Enema Bondage
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This looks like a man who wants some answers:

From Kinky Delight.

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• Slave Heat The Japanese Way
• Bondage Prisoner Feeding
• Beating Over A Barrel
• Bound For A Beating
• Japanese Bondage Dunking

Jessica Alba chained to a bed? Seriously, what’s not to like?

Apparently it’s from a movie called Paranoid, according to Danger Theatre.

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• Jessica Jessica Jessica
• Jessica Alba In Duct Tape
• Jessica Alba In Bondage