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I really like this sort of bondage cosplay. I wonder what sort of ruffian this vintage fellow is supposed to be dressed as?

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Holly Hendricks woke up hard. Groggy. Feeling like something died in her mouth. Utterly disoriented. “Where am I?” She tried to move. Something rattled. “Whuh?” Just as it dawns on her that she’s chained on a smelly mattress, in a basement, she hears the noise of a metal door closing. Then, footsteps on a metal stairway. Getting lower, getting closer:

These scenes are from the beginning of The Debt Collector, the latest from Sex And Submission (now part of the Kink Unlimited offering).

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Hipponax was a Greek poet who lived 500 years before the Christian era. You think the Marquis de Sade had a dirty mind? Well you’re right, but Hipponax was right up there with him. Supposedly he was so offensive he got thrown out of Ephesos and wound up begging for a living in the city of Klazomenai. Here’s his The Miseries of Poetry, as translated from the Greek by Alexandra Papaditsas and Kent Johnson:

In Lydian tone she said, “Come hither, I will plug up
your tight asshole.” And she beat my egg sack with a sprig
of lilac as if I were a satyr. I fell backwards, breathing
heavy, and caught there by writhing vines I suffered
torture times two, and then some: A dried rose stem
lashed my man-tits; someone smeared me with cow’s
shit, and then my ass started stinking like Hades.
Dung beetles came, sucked there by the fetid
gook, like roan-filled flies. Bugs with their alphabet-eating
sounds: They covered me and shoved inward, burrowed
deep, filing their teeth without pity on my bones.

I hurt so bad, I might as well have had the Pygelian plague.

It might have been a fun date, right up until that bitch Poetry brought out the dung and the beetles…

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It’s always a great feeling of relief when she survives yet another knife-throwing competition:

Art is by kappaman.

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Visiting prisoners was a less-regulated process, back in the old days:

Found here.

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It’s a four-foot chain, and she hasn’t been off it since she arrived at the house some weeks ago:

From a drawing study by ShadowMist.

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This photograph looks as if it might be a sexy amateur shot from a dormitory game of truth-or-dare, or perhaps a sorority hazing. But in truth it appears to be from the December 22, 2016 update at BoundHotties.com:

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