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This cruel pair of bondage buttsex images is titled Twisted Like A Pretzel by its artist, Hombre-Blanco. He captioned them:

“This might sting a little” he whispered as he slowly pushed his cock against her asshole. Her eyes darted toward the bottle of lube he sat on the table beside her cage. He smirked as he pushed the bottle to the floor. “Oh, no. Those piercings I gave you last week were nothing. I want to see how you handle REAL pain.” He slowly pushed his penis harder and harder against her, seeing if his new toy’s hole could handle him. Her muffled whimpers only served to excite him more as his dick finally passed into her. Even with the ball gag, her cries echoed off the walls of the cellar. Her eyes continued to look in the direction of where the bottle was sitting as he starting rythmically pumping, her moans and cries erupting in unison with each thrust. He was amazed that her ass could handle him, and, looking down on his new bitch, started laughing hysterically. Yeah, this was going to be fun…

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I suppose it makes sense that you’d cry when the police put the handcuffs on you:

From the cover of a Storie Nerie Italian pulp magazine.

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I’m not sure what French wag wrote “The Dance of History” on this artwork, but he’s not precisely wrong. A naked woman dancing in agony at the end of a rope while a powerful man coldly contemplates her more cooperative attitude after sundown? If that’s not “the” dance of history, it’s certainly not an uncommon one:

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This unfortunate dungeon slavegirl from the pages of an old Kitan Club magazine is on a strict potty regimen. She never gets off that chain, but once a day she is issued that bedpan and those enema bulbs and instructed to take care of business, neatly, or else:

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There’s just something about a nicely rope-tied pair of boobs that makes me want to reach for a cane. That’s the reaction everybody has, right? Right?

From Hard Tied.

The reaching hand of a skulking villain in a church graveyard, illuminated only by the light of the moon gleaming off the shining breasts of a bound damsel: what could be pulpier than this?

Artwork is detail from the cover of Giovani D’Oggi #3.

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…and any man who objects! In public, as a lesson to them all. I think we’ll call it “public relations.”

Artist signature looks like “L. Conte” and the image is another from Par le Knout : La Flagellation des femmes en Pologne – une idylle policière en Pologne (1908).

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