BDSM Deep Throat Practice
Her master says she’s got a long way to go and needs a lot of practice yet. But that’s OK, because he has a lot of batteries for his cattle prod:
Via Kinky Delight.
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Her master says she’s got a long way to go and needs a lot of practice yet. But that’s OK, because he has a lot of batteries for his cattle prod:
Via Kinky Delight.
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When Rain DeGrey wants her long black rubber dick sucked, she doesn’t mess around. She demands full service from her slaves at TopGrl.com, and thus for Devilynne it’s a tight-bondage, hard-to-breathe, mascara-destroying performance:
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If you keep naked blowjob slaves kneeling by your throne over the long run, your people may decide to be more “revolting” than you are. But meanwhile, fun:
Via Kinky Delight.
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Long ago in another world before she was his slave, he once asked her out on a Friday night date. She gave him the classic cruel brush-off: “Oh, I couldn’t possibly, that’s my night to wash my hair.” Now, every Friday night, he helps her wash her hair while she crouches in the dungeon he built for her:
From Shadow Slaves.
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In an interview for Adult, Rain DeGrey talks about her subjective experience of a top-quality professional-grade BDSM scene:
My entire life has been a search for honesty and authenticity and realness, and I became a BDSM porn star because I was fascinated with the realness of BDSM — how it allows you to tap into a world of emotions and sensations that you could not fake. And the reason I was looking to get on camera is because the people that are the very best at taking you through that journey are the pros.
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By the time they’re done, I’m not aware that I’m on the stage. I don’t know my name, I don’t know that there’s a camera. I seek utter oblivion, and I have found that BDSM is a very spiritual thing for me. And, you know, by the time I get out of the shoot I can’t walk or talk, I don’t know who I am, and that’s not drugs or alcohol. That is me having found a path to tap into my body and naturally produce endorphins and adrenaline in my head——where I’m getting such a rush and it’s… Who would not want to hallucinate and forget who they are? It’s utter un-self-consciousness. I don’t want to worry about no electrical bill! I don’t want to worry about no cat food! It allows you to be so grounded in the moment, and then transformed into other universes. And these fuckers pay me! Are you serious? It’s fabulous! You’re gonna make me hallucinate, make me lose all self-consciousness, you’re gonna completely ground me and my body, make me totally blissful — lying on the floor drooling, unable to walk — and then throw money at my head?
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We generally think of janitors who capture innocent cheerleaders for bondage and sexual abuse as rather crude fellows. But even the crudest of fellows may still enjoy a little bit of bondage foreplay:
These panels are from Dofantasy comic Cheerleaders in Chains by artist Gary Roberts.
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When you’re bound and gagged, a rude man proposing to stuff wasabi mustard up your nose with a cotton swab is generally not what you want to see. But Darling is tough, and she can take it:
From the recent “Red Hot” sequence at Real Time Bondage.
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