Arrested And In Tears
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 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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He’s got her tied between two trees, so apparently he’s got something more elaborate and fun in mind for her than just killing and eating her:

From the cover of Terror Gigante #110.
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