It’s not too common for a woman in helpless bondage to get triple-teamed by two cute girls with feathers and a virile man who knows exactly what to do with her after she’s been tickled into a helpless sexual frenzy:
Artwork is by Tom Sargent.
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When this genie was released from her bottle cage in a poof of smoke, she thought she had it made. Grant three wishes, gone in ten minutes, free at last after seven hundred years. Her vanity was her undoing. She appeared as the most desirable woman who ever lived, and she never expected to get chained in unbreakable chains by her own granted wish, for a mortal lifetime of sexual slavery:
Artwork is by Jorge, from the cover of Genii In A Bottle.
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This tightly-bound woman is streaming tears from her eyes as her captor tries to work his fat cock up her ass. Will it fit? It looks unlikely:
Artwork is by Tzecheleaf.
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If you like severe metal restraints and anal sex at the same time, you’ll love the Dark Chamber Of Anal Filling movie from Kink Unlimited.
No one will be surprised to discover that with her hands so securely restrained, her “anal filling” is competently executed.
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I like the casual way this guy is just standing there doing science. “Hey, what happens if I pinch this nipple with a pair of pliers? How hard do I have to pinch before she starts screaming? How loud will she scream? How long will she keep screaming? What will the nipple look like when I finally stop pinching it? How flat will it get? How long can I make it? I have so many questions!”
Poor girl is in for a long night. Artwork is by Bill Ward, from the cover of The Influence Of Pain (Tortura Press TP-167, 1975).
It is held in certain bondage circles that while casual bondage play may or may not be sexual, at the whims and desires of the players, it probably shouldn’t be romantic. The notion being that power exchange is complicated enough to enjoy safely, without overlaying a layer of romantic anticipation, worries about accidentally falling in love, or getting distracted by throbbing waves of NRE (new relationship energy).
This may be a perfectly respectable perspective, especially among experienced male dominants who want to play widely without risk of disturbing their settled domestic arrangements. Call it a BDSM ideology of sexual convenience. The only fly in this hopeful ointment is that people — you know, actual people with hormones and emotions? — often don’t work that way.
It’s probably true that you shouldn’t show up with flowers for your first bondage play date with somebody you met yesterday on your fuck app. Moving too fast emotionally can, in the context of casual sex or kinky hookups, be a strong signal that you are dangerous, creepy, or lack a rational set of boundaries. Everything has a natural pacing, and if you demonstrate that you don’t “get it” you’re signaling that you might be equally unclear on other social conventions and obligations. That’s not sexy to somebody who’s trying to decide if you’re a safe person to be handcuffed by.
But bondage play, if you’re doing it right, is at least adjacent to arousal. And physical lust — to say nothing of bondage sex — is notorious for triggering notions of romance and attachment. It is, at least, a next-door neighbor of budding new love.
If that’s not what you want, it’s lazy to demand that people who play with you should just somehow squelch the normal progress of their natural human emotions. If you want play without sex, or play with sex but without risk of attraction or whiff of romance, it’s on you to maintain those artificial boundaries through tactful communication and (as needed) negotiation.
But that prosaic observation is not why I’ve called us together here today. No, this post is to honor those intrepid souls who, naturally enough, have allowed romance to permeate their bondage relationships. How better to show it than with flowers?
Sometimes this means a soft scatter of rose petals on the plush altar of bondage sacrifice. Sometimes it takes crueler form. If you’re using one of your playtoy’s tender holes as a vase, did you at least strip the thorns from the stems first?
Image credits, top to bottom: Tied hair-biting woman amidst flowers and petals is by Saeki Hokuto. Rope-harnessed angel surrounded by flowers is by Nekozawa Yukari. Pierced and suspended beauty with flower stems up her ass and in her cunt is by Tanaka Ginji. Blushing playmate on petal-strewn bed with a belt around her wrists is by Maronee San. Ankle-chained houri waiting on a bed of roses is by Beatrice. Tightly-bound office lady with a whole bouquet of flowers in her pussy is by Ishii Takamori.
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The woman on top looks a bit as if she’s uncertain, now that the woman underneath her is entirely at her mercy, how she ought to proceed. But I have faith that she’ll figure it out!
Art is by Tom Sargent.
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