January 7th, 2024

Pissed Off Plow Pony

She lost a bet, and not gracefully!

angry blonde in bondage gear is harnessed to a plow and working very hard to turn the soil, while two onlookers jeer her pony girl humiliation

Artist is SanePerson.

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October 1st, 2023

Why Are They Called Pigtails?

There’s a circulating social media clip that answers this eternal question: “Why are they called pigtails if pigs only have one tail?”

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March 31st, 2023

Helpless In Steel Bondage

Never let anybody try to convince you that the early material in the ancient archives at Kink Prime doesn’t include some fine bondage photography:

steel bondage at hogtied.com with humiliating exposure and two spanked butt cheeks

This bit of ruthless steel bondage exposure is, I think, from a Hogtied shoot, probably more than 20 years ago.

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January 10th, 2023

Mud Bondage

“Let’s go for a walk,” he said. “It’s a bit muddy, but it will be fun,” he said. She should have asked one or two more questions, but in the fullest flush of new relationship energy, she just said “Sure!” and now she’s out in the back pasture, cold, wet, naked, leashed, muddy, and mad enough to spit snails. But he’s having a great time!

naked leashed woman wearing a bit gag and covered with mud, on her knees in a wet pasture

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February 21st, 2021

Sticky In The Pillory

It was always going to be a long day in the public-use pillory. The added humiliation of the nose hook and the body graffiti? I’d say it was the icing on the cake, but in fact her icing came from her enthusiastic visitors:

sticky after pillory gangbang

Artwork is by Fishneak.

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December 7th, 2020

The Nipple Pain Game

He plays this predicament bondage game with each new girlfriend. (Yeah, he goes through a lot of girlfriends.) He sets the clamps nice and tight. And then he just… lets her sit:

girl with clamps on her nipples holding her in place on a hard wooden chair

That’s the game — how long until she screws up her courage to pull out of the clamps, so she can get up off the chair?

Brave girls who see where this is going usually spend less than five minutes in the chair. But the ones who are already freaked out about the clamps? They can’t do it, not at first. They just watch while their nips turn purple, being careful never to tug because it hurts even more. Eventually, they realize they need to pee. At that point there’s usually desperate begging. He just laughs, and plays games on his phone while he waits. Most of the girls find the courage to yank their nipples free eventually…

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August 18th, 2018

“I’d Rather Fuck A Fleshlight”

I’m not usually into humiliation in my own BDSM play, but one of the funniest and most real amateur porn scenes I ever saw was an extended humiliation bit with a bratty blonde sub who seemed very sure of her sexual charms. The quality of the recording wasn’t awesome — it was shot with a fixed camera on a tripod, and the angle wasn’t great — but the lighting was good and the audio was excellent. Trust me, the audio was the most important part!

So this girl was all over our dom as the scene started, oozing sex and draping herself on him as he was trying to get her undressed and tied up. He smacked her around a bit with a riding crop, just very lightly in that performative way that you often see in porn, but she was more into grabbing at his dick and cutting sexy poses than into doing what he was telling her. He wasn’t coming across as the sort of scary dom who really commands respect, you know? Or so it seemed at first. He just played along, did a sort of service-top thing, let her vamp. Finally, though, he got her on her back on his play table, hands tied well out of the way, legs tied well up over her head, pussy sticking up and out. Her cunt was one of those fat puffy ones, shaved and oiled and juicy, and she was kinda waving it around and thrusting it at him, like she wanted to skip right to the bondage sex part of the program.

I’m a sadist and you could tell she wasn’t really into the pain side of the game. So, for me (and I think for her dom) her “please me” attitude had already gotten old. I was hoping he’d pull out a cane or a serious whip and really lay into her pussy, make her scream for awhile and re-evaluate her attitude. But oh no, that was totally Not His Way.

Instead he pulled out a big vibrator and started buzzing her pretty hard. In no time she was begging him “Fuck me, fuck me” and acting like she was going to cum, but he was not there for her. I think he was going for an edge scene, so to deny her an instant orgasm he put a little toothed clamp on her clit, and then went back to buzzing her pussy. She obviously hated the clamp but that big powerful vibrator won out, and it wasn’t long before she was begging him again, arching her back and screaming and throwing herself all over against her restraints.

He pressed on — he had her tied pretty well — and let her thrash for quite awhile, until her begging got pretty breathless. Then he finally put down the vibrator and turned it off. You could see the relief on her face, as she was staring hungrily at his dick.

Then without saying a word he took out one of these. He walked up right beside her face where she can have a nice close view, jammed his dick into it, and started to fuck it.

That’s right, boys, he left her whimpering with a clamp on her clit and fucked a Fleshlight instead. Right by her face.

She cycled through half a dozen different whines and complaints before it finally occurred to her to ask him “…but baby, why?”

And damn me if he didn’t tell her! The Fleshlight, he told her, was firmer, tighter, cleaner, and smelled better than her pussy. The Fleshlight, he said, had never had any other dicks in it but his. The Fleshlight never would have another dick in it but his. The Fleshlight was pretter than her pussy. The Fleshlight was cheaper. The Fleshlight was smarter. On and on and on. He never stopped talking, he never stopped pounding into that Fleshlight, and he never stopped telling her how she was worth less in every way than the sex toy that he was pounding into six inches in front of her eyes. As she heard all this her face just fell and fell and fell. By the time he came, she was in tears. Her whole “I am an irresistible sex-bunny” schtick was utterly destroyed. After he was done, he showed her the Fleshlight with his stuff oozing out, and he asked her if she still wanted to beg him for anything. She thought about it, started to say “no”, and then you could see her realize that might be a mistake. Instead she said, very low and quiet, “Yes, Master. May I please lick you out of your toy?”

He said she could. While she was doing it, he turned off the camera.

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May 22nd, 2016

Humiliating Ass Service

I think we can safely assume that when she got out of bed this morning, she didn’t expect her day to go quite this way:

sucking a dildo in her ass

Via Assylum.

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March 22nd, 2015

No Slaves In The Club

This Hungarian nightclub doesn’t allow slave girls inside; it draws attention away from their erotic dancers. But there’s ample room to chain them along the street:

chained-in-public

The club’s doormen are under strict instructions to keep an eye on the girls, but they let passers-by take quite a few liberties as long as nobody’s getting injured.

Photo via Kinky Delight. Explanation: entirely manufactured.

Update: Commenter Cardy identified this by eye as likely being from Public Disgrace, and I was able to confirm.

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June 16th, 2014

Humiliation On The Chain Gang

Sent to a women’s prison by a vengeful and powerful politician, our heroines get in trouble for slacking off on the hard labor, and are punished with a little extra humiliation:

Continuing the motions of hoeing, Gail frankly watched Emma grasped Grace’s hair and pulled forward and down. “Bend well over, honey,” she invited.

The unfortunate girl had no choice but to obey. A moment later her head was between Emma’s ample thighs, her neck held as in a vice. Her bottom was reared, her legs were rudely kicked as wide apart as their chain would allow. Gail began to guess what was in store.

But she had underestimated the resources of the Prison Farm. From the bag, a gleefully grinning Thelma produced a huge tuft of what appeared to be ostrich feathers spouting from a sizeable rubber prong. She also produced vaseline.

Grace struggled and protested. But to no avail. She was held. The operation that would degrade and render her ludicrous before her fellow prisoners went competently forward. Admittedly, it was done with reasonable care. The ugly protrusion entered its warm sheath under skilful guidance and practiced hands. But to a girl who had never been spread it would be agony. Its frontal knob would ensure the sphincter muscle’s firm retaining grip upon the mockery of a bird’s plumed tail. But it would be bitterly painful to the girl within whose rectum it found refuge. The beastly work was concluded when Grace’s handcuffs were removed so that the sack could be discarded to leave her nude, and then locked back on her wrists with an extra tight grip. Scarlet faced, she stood in her plumed nakedness, uncertain what to do.

“Reach round and pull it out if you don’t like it, sugar,” Thelma suggested cheerfully.

For a moment Grace stood, undecided, off balance, not knowing. Then, following a natural instinct, she did the wrong thing. She reached back to tug the intruding alien thing from her body.

The laughter was not limited to the merriment of the wardresses. Most of the captive girls found it hard to keep a straight face. Even the agonized Gail could appreciate the comic absurdity of what she beheld. No matter how she tried, Grace could not reach the thing she sought. The handcuffs tight upon her wrists defeated her. She could touch a fingertip to a feather. But could grip nothing with sufficient force to achieve her purpose. With or without permission, she would have no choice but to wear her badge of shame.

Blushing vividly she picked up her hoe. Tears of chagrin bedewed her eyes…

Excerpted from Strange Captivity by F.E. Campbell.

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March 19th, 2013

Duckwalking Away From The Whip

This tie is restrictive and humiliating at best. Add in a woman with a whip to make her hobble endlessly away in a fruitless effort to escape the lash, and it becomes exquisitely so!

the humiliating duck walk rope tie

whipped as she tries to hobble away

lashed in the hard tied dungeon

That’s Tegan Mohr in the duckwalk tie at Hard Tied.

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February 22nd, 2013

Friday Bondage Links Cornucopia #78

More Friday bondage links for ya:

  • She knew the bondage was a bad idea when the horse speculum came out. But by then, it was too late!
  • Do you like yellow? Because if so, you’ll like this bondage blonde in sunshine yellow latex with matching ball gag.
  • The steel pipes make a very effective bondage frame for her caning.
  • Just because she’s naked and handcuffed and in leg irons is no reason not to send her to the kitchen to pour you a cool refreshing beverage!
  • Binder clips on her nipples. They hurt like heck and they look real good.
  • Once a corrupt immigration cop gets his handcuffs on a cute waitress of questionable immigration status, she’s pretty much going to have to get on her knees and beg. Or, y’know, whatever.
  • It’s really not nice to make a sweet girl like this wear a pig’s nose when you’re about to cum on her face.
  • This 2002 Insex classic features a blonde in steel dungeon restraints. She looks uncomfortable, and she’s only been in them for five minutes!
  • Bondage, blowjobs, and caning — it’s a lot to pack into a 2-minute video clip!
  • Two girls, four bricks. The girls are told to hold the bricks out in front of them. The first one who fails gets a sound whipping and spends a sleepless night strung up by her thumbs.
  • I’ve always liked the wrists-to-upper-arms tie that keeps her hands helpless beside her breasts like a begging animal. The collar and chain leash on this beautiful black submissive only make it more fun!
  • She can balance on high heels with her hands tied behind her back and still give one guy a blowjob while another man fucks her from behind. That’s talent!
  • She’s wearing nothing but handcuffs and leg irons and bruises.
  • If you were a racing camel so prized you had your own harem slave, you’d look smug too!
  • Fisting a pregnant woman in bondage is not something you see every day.
  • For a serious birching, you want to make sure she can’t get up off the spanking bench. Ropes and straps will do the trick!
  • Remember the locking anal pear, AKA “the Ultimate Asslock”? Well, here’s a photo of a guy who’s got one inserted in his ass and padlocked in place.
  • One thing Mark Davis knows is that when you’re playing with an electricity toy and a tied-up girl, it’s almost as much fun to tell her all the places you’re going to zap her as it is to actually zap her.
  • First they stripped her, then they strung her up by her ankles, and then the buckets of cold water started. As a method of interrogation, it’s primitive. But the boss didn’t like this one, and so that’s how the goons were instructed to proceed.
  • Seeing a picture like this always makes me wonder why I don’t have a cage of my own.

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January 4th, 2013

Friday Bondage Links Cornucopia #75

The first Friday bondage links of 2013:

  • For the next ten days (through January 14) The Stockroom is having a sale on chastity devices for men and women alike. Up to 60% off!
  • “Bend over again and get your hands out of the way, or I’ll have to get out the cuffs.”
  • She’s shackled to the floor of the dungeon and forced to spank herself (hard!) with a black wooden paddle until she’s crying uncontrollably.
  • Blindfolded, bit-gagged, and nose hooked on her own bed. “Sorry, she can’t come to the phone right now, her face is busy.”
  • A girl is humiliated with pig ears, a nose hook, and a whole lot of dirt … all while being trained with a long electric cattle prod.
  • A collared red silk Gorean slave girl.
  • There’s no bondage in it, but this consumer protection tip for porn consumers may help some of you. Short version: before joining a subscription pay site, use Google Image Search to evaluate whether the newest updates on the site are actually new by checking to see if the images have been all over Tumblr for years, or just subsequent to the alleged date of the update.
  • She’s wearing a spreader bar and some wrist straps and the most important thing of all: a loving open-mouthed “hurry up and stick your cock in here” smile.
  • She woke up gagged, shackled to a hospital bed, and strategically wrapped in binding bandages. She rightly wonders: “What the fuck?”
  • This blonde wearing a simple cloth blindfold is giving him an enthusiastic blowjob.
  • Model Mia Lelani is tied up tightly in a rope harness and is getting a vigorous hand spanking.
  • This peaceful slave is asleep in his bed … with her hands still handcuffed behind her.
  • It’s cartoon dungeon bondage at its finest: she’s strung up against the dungeon wall while her clothes get whipped off of her.
  • He keeps his woman naked, shackled by wrists and ankles, and on her knees while she does the house cleaning. Right now, she’s scrubbing the kitchen floor. With a bucket and a rag. Go slave go!
  • ErosBlog went rummaging deep in the Kink.com archives and found this ridiculously happy male sub who can’t stop grinning throughout a series of rope bondage tutorials.
  • The hardest-working blowjob slave in the harem has a sore jaw. But he doesn’t care. “Keep at it, girl!”
  • You can chain a girl down as hard as you like, but she’s still going to wiggle when you start putting vivid welts all over her tender parts. Which is why you have to get an extra-good grip on whatever’s handy…
  • After he bent her over the heavy wooden beam and tied her in place, he instructed her to open her mouth. Widely. Or else…
  • Via Kink Toy here’s a Youtube link to a funny video of a woman being talked into touching a charged-up electric bug-zapper paddle. Peer pressure: it hurts!
  • Innovative use of duct tape here. Basically, it’s holding her ass cheeks apart so that her asshole is more visible and accessible.

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September 17th, 2012

Biker Bar Bondage Gangbang

Two girls on a road trip. It went something like this:

Melody Jordan: “I need to pee. And, we’re lost.”

two girls looking for direction in a bad neighborhood

Princess Donna: “Let’s look at this map. No, fuck it. We’re lost all right. Why don’t you duck into this handy biker bar, do your business, and ask for directions?”

Melody: “Sure! What could possibly go wrong?”

melody captured for a bondage gangbang in a biker bar

Princess Donna (to herself, as she drives away): “She always was prettier than she was smart. Next time, maybe she won’t cheat on me…”

From Bound Gangbangs. Full shoot is here.

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September 2nd, 2012

Bound In A Warehouse

The Red-Headed Slut gives a present:

I have left a present for my boyfriend on my floor: a duct-taped girl with her panties pulled down, mascara smeared on her cheeks, and an array of sex toys and hurty things on the coffee table.

Of course, the girl is me. (In case you’re wondering, it is both easier and harder than you think to duct tape yourself like a victim.) Seven and I do a lot of consensual non-consent, specifically abuse/violence/rape play. I really wanted this particular scene to go further than we had n the past. I wanted to be used, violated, owned. In my head, I was a kidnap victim who is bound and gagged in a warehouse. I’d been told if I cooperated, they’d let me go once he was done with me. And he would be able to do anything he wanted. Anything.

The scene itself was inspired; Seven always seems to know what’s going to work. There was forced porn viewing, assplay, pain, and humiliation. He jerked me around with his belt around my neck. He would alternate rewards with punishments. At one point I had to pee, and I almost believed he wouldn’t let me, or would make me use a bucket. (Side note: getting up to go to the bathroom with your hands and ankles still duct taped together is an exercise on flexibility and confidence-building.)

June 5th, 2012

Forced Exhibitionism

Suction cups on the picture window … fun!

forced to display herself in bondage to the people in the park

February 24th, 2012

Bondage Boyfriend: Get A New One

From FML:

Today, my boyfriend handcuffed me to the bed, naked. Someone pulled the fire alarm, and my boyfriend couldn’t find the key. So he left me, and the Resident Advisor found me. The fireman had to cut the chain. FML

January 14th, 2012

Friday Bondage Links Cornucopia #62

MOAR bondage links!

  • If this suspension bondage posture doesn’t make you reach for your whip? You might be dead.
  • The man wanted to play “my little spank slave” — and so, they did.
  • Tied boobs. And caning them. Elements of fun.
  • Old fashioned wooden carpentry clamps feature in this bit of vintage lesbian bondage.
  • Vintage lesbian bondage spanking. After the catfight.
  • Slave wife is best wife. Especially when there are dishes that need doing. “And when the dishes are done, woman, you can bring me another beer!”
  • Have you ever been tempted to get one of those electric dog-training shock collars and try it out on your girlfriend?
  • She was expressing herself. Fortunately, he had a roll of duct tape, so he was able to put a stop to it before any harm was done.
  • What’s for dinner? This guy, looks like!
  • A chain around the neck and a taste of dick … what more could she want?
  • When you’ve got three girlfriends, keeping them all well-behaved can be a trial. This fellow’s strategy? Line them all up naked and birch their pussies simultaneously. I dunno how it works as a woman-management plan, but it sure looks like fun!
  • A grainy black-and-white scene from the modern interrogator’s lair. “These go to 11”, he said, as he attached the clamps to her nipples…”
  • “The slave? Don’t worry about her, she’s comfy in the yard. Now, whose turn is it to deal the cards?”
  • A study in clothespins. Also, pain.
  • Two big whips, a little rope, and some entirely inadequate lingerie. She’ll be sore soon!
  • An official humiliation parade of handcuffed prostitutes and johns, in China.
  • She’s been tied and her bottom has been well and truly caned (also, greased). And now, butt plug!
  • Heavily blindfold and wearing a large ring gag, basically all she can do is wait to be provided with cocks to suck.
  • I would go to more cocktail parties if they were more like this.
  • Some vintage bondage experimentation. The giant thermometer is kinda menacing, don’t you think?

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July 1st, 2011

Bad Friends And Butt Plug Blushing

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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June 9th, 2011

MILF Bondage Shower

It’s time to turn on the cold water, I think.

Unless, maybe, you have some business to take care of first…

MILF tied on her knees in the shower for blowjob or water sports

Picture is from this MILF Humiliation gallery.

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April 27th, 2011

A Bondage Figging

This is from a judicial punishment story called Leslie’s Return To the Courtroom:

I made a last minute inspection. She was secured to the spanking bench, legs spread wide, pussy which is becoming noticeably moist was on full open display, her asshole winking at the audience with a sheen of perspiration on the insides of her cheeks.

“I see she’s enjoying this about as much as the last time,” said the clerk in a snotty tone. The steno chuckled and explained what occurred last time to the young intern. He blushed as he chortled at the obviously graphic description being given to him by the young lady.

The young court clerk walked up to me and handed me a foil packet.

“Here’s the ‘fig’ you asked me to bring. Don’t worry, I wouldn’t forget this for anything!” she told me proudly. I smiled and thanked her for being so thoughtful, sarcastically remarking that I knew Leslie appreciated it as well.

I squatted down before her spread genitals and parted her ample asscheeks, exposing her clenched anus even further. I slid the tip of the ginger suppository up to touch her asshole, which made her clench it even more. As soon as the initial “wink reflex” subsided, I slipped the tip inside her puckered hole, almost all the way in. As she clenched her asscheeks together, I released the pressure on the fig and allowed it to slide back out. This caused a pleasurable sensation for her, I know, so I did it a few more times…in and out…to have a little fun myself and to cause her further humiliation by exhibiting pleasure under these circumstances.

Finally, I thrust the fig all the way up into her rectum, my finger buried to the hilt. I held it there for a few seconds, enjoying the warmth of her insides as I felt her squeezing madly on my finger. Finally, I withdrew my finger and nodded to the judge…

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March 6th, 2011

Severe Face Bondage

There’s a genre of bondage activity I think of as “face bondage” that seems to focus on distorting a woman’s facial features. The exact nature of the fetish excitement is unclear to me, but I expect pain and humiliation and degradation factor into it, as well as taking away the ability to control what goes into tender orifices. This Japanese example is a fairly thorough and very representative sample of the genre:

Japanese face bondage with nose hooks and dental retractors

Found here.

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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:

pig girl covered in dirt

From the Pain Files.

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December 6th, 2010

Wallowing In Mud Bondage

Faceplant? Splat!

Trina Michaels face down in the mud of the pig wallow

Poor Trina Michaels — her master wanted to treat her as a pig, so it was a definite case of “out of the cage, into the hog wallow” for her:

Trina in bondage and covered in humiliating mud

From Infernal Restraints.

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November 25th, 2010

Bound For A Martinet Whipping

Spanking Blog writes:

Use the martinet, stow the martinet, tell the girl you’re going for a beer and will be back in a few minutes after her welts have had time to rise. “Don’t go anywhere, and don’t you dare drop the whip!”

whipped girl tied over a sawhorse with a whip handle stuffed up her ass

According to Spanking Blog (and the visible signature) the artist is Waldo. I believe this may be his blog here.

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November 3rd, 2010

Needle-Shy Patient

Some patients just won’t hold still for a painful injection. But a good doctor knows what to do:

pretty patient tied up for an injection in her butt at the doctor\'s office

I believe this cartoon is by Leone Frollo. Any Italian speakers want to offer a good translation of the speech bubble?

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October 16th, 2010

Humiliated By Pink Handcuffs

Here’s Christine, talking about the fun she had taking pink fuzzy handcuffs through security on her way home from Amsterdam:

But then I saw it – the perfect souvenir! A pair of pink, fuzzy handcuffs!

They were so cute! So Barbie-doll pink! So soft and fuzzy! I had to have them. I slapped a few Guilders down on the sticky counter and giggled like a silly schoolgirl.

Now, remember I said that I pack light, right? I hate checking luggage – it’s time consuming, and my bags always end up in Oklahoma or some remote destination. Well, even though I was in graduate school, I am not always the brightest bulb in the room. I put those pink fuzzy handcuffs in my backpack with my clothes and yes, I went through security with them, intending to bring the bag with me on the plane.

Naturally, the hottest Dutch man was working the security point that day. He put my bag through, smirked, and then ran my back through the X-ray machine again. He called over another security-buddy of his, who just happened to be the second-hottest Dutch man I’ve ever seen. He looked at the screen, and then looked at me. Looked at the screen. Back at me. He started laughing.

I thought I was going to die from humiliation.

They called over not one, not two, but three more security officials – all men. All hot. They couldn’t contain their laughter. I think one guy started crying from the laughter. I wanted to crawl into my backpack and die.

Eventually they opened my bag and pulled out the pink fuzzy handcuffs. All the people held up in line behind me started tittering

It gets better…eventually they let her on to the airplane with them, and she winds up threatening a major celebrity with them. Or so she says.

October 1st, 2010

Friday Bondage Links Cornucopia #2

Folks, as you might imagine these Friday link cornucopias take quite a bit of time to put together, but they’re fun to do. Let me know what you think … what parts do you like better, what parts worse, what would you like to see more of?

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May 11th, 2010

Aggressively “Owned” Twins

The Dofantasy.com graphic novels explore a lot of unwilling slavegirl scenarios. It’s no surprise, really; every man in the world is surrounded by desirable, unattainable women. Fantasies in which they are attained, roughly and in every orifice, are something I suspect most Bondage Blog readers have enjoyed from time to time. And what better way to explore fantasies like that than in the medium of the adult graphic novel, which allows a degree of roughness, severity, and aggressive sexual excess that’s unattainable in the real world and expensive to simulate in a photographic studio?

The latest example to catch my eye is the comic Confiscated Twins Owned as drawn by Fernando.

confiscated twins owned

The story (which doesn’t matter very much) includes a couple of girls-next-door who find themselves in the legally-sanctioned sexual captivity of a rather cruel young men. It happened like this:

Some weeks have passed since the lucky day when ‘Wanker’ Roy bought the Bauer twins he had been lusting after for so long. He had them delivered to him naked, blindfolded, gagged and chained. Their hot bodies were adorned with fancy red ribbons…

The twins are former neighbors and classmates, the same snooty superior girls who had spurned him for months, putting him down, scornfully rejecting his timid advances, and publicly ridiculing him at ever turn.

Now the twins are Roy’s property and it is their turn to suffer, in a nightmare of retaliation and humiliation…

Rough bondage sex, and lots of it, ensues:

confiscated twins buttfucked in bondage

bondage sex for owned blonde girl

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April 30th, 2009

Catherine Deneuve’s Bondage Humiliation

Although I’ve heard of the famous movie Belle De Jour, starring a young Catherine Deneuve as a bored housewife turned hooker-for-a-day, I had no idea until I saw this picture that there was any bondage in it. And I certainly had no idea it featured a humiliation scene in which she is tied up and sploshed with muck! (Supposedly, horse manure.) Yet, here she is:

Catherine Deneuve tied up and splattered with horse shit

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November 17th, 2005

Dung Sack Bondage

When I first read the following as a young lad, it made a powerful impression on me. Most of the girls in my life were at least as verbally abusive as the lovely Aphris of Turia, and despite the obvious flaws in the plan, I was pretty impressed with the fantasy of stuffing them in a leather sack until their attitude improved:

“Do you not recall,” asked Kamchak, “the banquet of Saphrar?”

“Of course.” she said, warily.

“Do you not recall,” asked Kamchak, “the affair of the tiny bottles of perfume and the smell of bosk dung — how nobly you attempted to rid the banquet hall of that most unpleasant and distasteful odor?”

“Yes,” said the girl, very slowly.

“Do you not recall,” asked Kamchak, “What I then said to you — what I said at that time?”

“No!” cried the girl leaping up, but Kamchak had jumped toward her, scooped her up and threw her over his shoulder. She squirmed and struggled on his shoulder, kicking and pounding on his back. “Sleen!” she cried. “Sleen! Sleen! Sleen!”

I followed Kamchak down the steps of the wagon and, blinking and still sensible of the effects of the Paga, gravely held open the large dung sack near the rear left wheel of the wagon.

“No, Master!” the girl wept. “You call no man Master,” Kamchak was reminding her. And then I saw the lovely Aphris of Turia pitched head first into the large, leather sack, screaming and sputtering, thrashing about.

“Master!” she cried. “Master! Master!” Sleepily I could see the sides of the sack bulging out wildly here and there as she squirmed about. Kamchak then tied shut the end of the leather sack and wearily stood up. “I am tired,” he said. ” I have had a difficult and exhausting day.” I followed him into the wagon where, in a short time, we had both fallen asleep.

— from “Nomads of Gor” by John Norman

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