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“Hey, Pappy! You never believe what I done found down in the swamp!”

Picture is from Vinciens.

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Monmouth likes a good pout, whichever lips are involved:

Her mouth settled into a pout – the slight uplift of her upper lip resting on the soft plumpness of the lower, which she would gently bite with her front teeth when listening, looking at me as if assessing…

Later, days later, I think, this expression and the slight downward curve of her mouth lingered in my mind. Thinking about our evening, wondering if she had any bruises that had lasted for a day or two, the image of her lips, the slight pout, mingled with the recollection of her plump labia, softly pinched between two strands of rope passed on either side in between her legs and up the cleft of the buttocks. The knot resting on top of the clit supplied additional stimulation while the rope was woven around the torso, squeezing tighter by increments.

She bit her lip softly when I drew the soft cotton rope over her shoulders and brought it together in a knot on top of her sternum. I was wondering whether to remove her knickers, by now drenched with her juices, but decided against it. Cheryl seemed far too certain that I would be easily tempted.

Her labia minora pushed out like an erection, the peach and pink silk of her knickers not really disguising this when I arranged the strands of rope to hug them close.

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Remember the Japanese Bondage picture I called Punishing The Servants?

Well, now I have a source! Sort of a source, anyway. According to The SM Detective, this is “a glimpse of bondage in an otherwise mainstream pink film” as photocopied from a magazine in the collection of the Abnormal Museum ( 風俗資料館 ) in Tokyo.

The other day I saw a needle-play picture on a Tumblr that made me cringe and scroll (away) like a maniac. Somebody’s hand was just bristling with those thin needles you usually see in BDSM, but the novel thing was they were under her/his fingernails in the horrifying tradition of ancient torturers, not stuck through fleshy parts as we usually see today. Not for me! Squick! Safeword! But there’s no doubt somebody was having fun.

I thought of that picture when I saw this Sex and Metal steel Hand Trap at The Stockroom. If you had a reason you wanted all the fingers to stay right where you put them, this would be a very handy (*cough*) device indeed:

Of course I know a couple of women around here who would just use this thing (possibly in concert with some heavier immobilization tech) to give their men non-consensual manicures and “do up” their fingernails all pretty with nail polish…

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Or, is it salamanders? Very small eels? I’m unclear:

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On that collar with that nose ring, she’s going to be standing very still for quite a long time:

From Device Bondage.

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I think The Black Leather Belt is quickly becoming a new favorite, and I am still reading posts (like this one) with a July date on them:

Every 37 seconds, someone starts a thread on Fetlife like this:

“I’ve discovered I enjoy submitting. Can I teach my partner to be dominant?”

And lo, do you hear those horns in the distance? It’s the Pompous Dom Brigade! They are riding into the fray!

Make no mistakes: Pompous Doms are born, not made. They were dominating in their diapers. “It’s not like the army ever trains privates to be officers — that’d be foolish! And everybody knows that they create generals in a secret location under a grassy hillside in the mountains of West Virginia!”

What makes this ranty fun even funner (take that, my second grade teacher!) is the historical blurb that follows, sure to discomfit hetero-nervous male doms everywhere:

And it’s just this kind of thinking — both ignorant of history and dismissive of human endeavor — that creates and perpetuates the imbalance within the BDSM community, one where there are more submissives than dominants.

It’s ignorant of history, because most of what we know as BDSM came from gay male postwar leather culture — a culture where men had to earn their status as a dominant. They weren’t born that way — they worked their way up to being a top by starting as a bottom or a boy.

No surprise, the people who find this news about the history of their kinks the most appalling are generally heterosexual dominant men: “Learn to be dominant? What, do I have to learn to suck a dick to get mine sucked?” (Actual quote from a Fetlife thread where someone asked if male switches could be “real” dominants).

I’m thinking “Son, it certainly wouldn’t hurt your chances!”

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