If you think the tightly-tied woman shown here is in a bondage predicament on the evidence of this image detail, you ain’t seen nothing yet:
This is a detail from the cover of the Italian pulp Tortura, which in its full uncropped glory shows her menaced by two ruffians and one very large knife.
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When they told Lavender she had a pressing appointment, she had no idea they meant breast pressing:
I suspect her smeared mascara is not from the tit press, though; it’s because she’s at Pain Toy, where making pretty girls cry is pretty much what they do.
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I would say that bit of a towel she’s been provided for her modesty was only offered so that she can squawk all the more charmingly when it’s ripped away:
Artwork is from the cover of Isabella #44.
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History records that Catholic inquisitors sometimes used a tactic of showing their victims the hot irons and other implements of torture in advance of a torture session, in hopes that the mere sight of the terrible implements arrayed would elicit a bloodless confession. If you’re as squeamish as I am, you probably hope that the flesh-rending abattoir on display here has been set up for similar “display purposes only”:
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Say hello to Suzie the bloodhound dog, via Kinky Delight:
This is a panel from Pep Comics #57 (1946) where Suzie was a recurring character, though she’s not usually seen on her knees, or wearing a leash and collar.
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In a well-stocked dungeon like this one, you find pretty girls shackled to the walls in every other corridor. Why are they still wearing panties? Just one of life’s little mysteries!
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This happy quadruple amputee comes from the amputees galleries of Gammatelier, who writes:
You never know what could happen at a BDSM party.
She was a bit shy about coming at first, but her inhibitions soon disappeared and she felt like she always belonged to that community. She was so enthusiastic about it that when she was asked to participate in the next party, she accepted without hesitations.
Now, she’s dressed in a latex suit and hanging in the cellar, where she can enthusiastically welcome new people entering the party.
And she loves it!
For my own peace of mind I am going to imagine there’s a bit of a support harness under the rubber suit, because otherwise I don’t see her neck, or her breathing, holding up so well.
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