Anne Hathaway, Handcuffed
Anne Hathaway (aka Catwoman) is handcuffed in The Dark Night Rising:
Haven’t seen the movie yet, but I don’t imagine those cuffs slow her down very much!
Found here.
Elsewhere on Bondage Blog:
Anne Hathaway (aka Catwoman) is handcuffed in The Dark Night Rising:
Haven’t seen the movie yet, but I don’t imagine those cuffs slow her down very much!
Found here.
Elsewhere on Bondage Blog:
Still hoping to return the Friday bondage links to a regular feature. Meanwhile, here’s an installment:
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Have you ever had a suspicion that women are even crueler than men when it comes to stuff like nipple pinching?
From House of Taboo.
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I’ve always enjoyed “Le Brenn et sa part de butin” by Paul Jamin (1893):
But here’s the thing I don’t understand. Five slaves on the plunder pile. Only two are bound. How did he decide which of them were flight risks, and which were not?
Thanks to Erotic Mad Science for the posting a nice big version of this.
The Red-Headed Slut gives a present:
I have left a present for my boyfriend on my floor: a duct-taped girl with her panties pulled down, mascara smeared on her cheeks, and an array of sex toys and hurty things on the coffee table.
Of course, the girl is me. (In case you’re wondering, it is both easier and harder than you think to duct tape yourself like a victim.) Seven and I do a lot of consensual non-consent, specifically abuse/violence/rape play. I really wanted this particular scene to go further than we had n the past. I wanted to be used, violated, owned. In my head, I was a kidnap victim who is bound and gagged in a warehouse. I’d been told if I cooperated, they’d let me go once he was done with me. And he would be able to do anything he wanted. Anything.
The scene itself was inspired; Seven always seems to know what’s going to work. There was forced porn viewing, assplay, pain, and humiliation. He jerked me around with his belt around my neck. He would alternate rewards with punishments. At one point I had to pee, and I almost believed he wouldn’t let me, or would make me use a bucket. (Side note: getting up to go to the bathroom with your hands and ankles still duct taped together is an exercise on flexibility and confidence-building.)
A proposition from Twitter that I find very plausible:
No matter how good your sub is at oral sex, a shock collar makes them that much better. Sweatier and more nervous, but better.
— Douglas Kent (@DouglasKent23) September 1, 2012
I’ve actually got one of those training shock collars for dogs, but it turns out that it’s a hard limit for The Not-So-Lucky Girl, so we probably won’t be trying this.