The Butt Hook Blowjob
Nice use of an anal hook in this Hogtied shoot. Charisma Cappelli is tied to a chair, has a butt hook inserted and tied to her hair, and then has to give a blowjob in this position:
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Nice use of an anal hook in this Hogtied shoot. Charisma Cappelli is tied to a chair, has a butt hook inserted and tied to her hair, and then has to give a blowjob in this position:
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J at One Sub’s Mission writes about her recent bondage fisting here. But first she talks about what it was like the first time:
Fisting scares me. Even the thought of it scares me. But that hasn’t stopped me trying it.
I tried it once, very early on in my relationship with Mr L. That was a whopping two years ago (wow – two years – how did that happen?!). I wanted to do it mainly for him to be honest. Because I knew how much he wanted to try it, how much it turned him on. He was gentle, and he worked me up to it, and the results were… confusing. I squirted for the first time ever, which was pretty amazing, but the whole experience was beset with anxiety. I kept pleading with him – nearly pleading for him to stop and then changing my mind and just leaving my pleas half-finished. It was hot but stressful. The fact is, I didn’t really trust him back then – I barely knew him. And we didn’t have that rapport. It felt like too much control to surrender – how could I trust him to stretch me like that? He could damage me. Such a helpless position to be in. I remember distinctly the moment he had told me his whole fist was inside me. I had known it anyway, really, from the sensations, but it was something about coming face to face with that fact that scared me. my muscles clenched painfully. Apparently I squeezed his hand very hard. It was too much for me – I couldn’t wait for it to be over.
Fast forward two years, and a LOT of water has passed under the bridge. I’m hooded, shackled with a spreader bar and tied to the bed. He has left my boots on. And we’re going back there together for the first time since that experience…
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From A Feminist Sub:
I really believe that one of the things that made me repress my submissive leanings for so long was the fear that, by acting them out, or even just admitting them to myself, I was giving Patriarchy what it wanted. I was playing into its game.
But now that seems so silly to me. Partly because who the hell really cares what I do sexually with a partner of my choosing? But also because, well, so what if my sexual identity and fantasies happen to complement the sexual identities and fantasies of some or even many men? I mean… I’m a heterosexual woman – isn’t it a good thing for my sexual fantasies to complement those of the very people I prefer to have sex with? Doesn’t this mean better sex for everyone?
So I saw this blog post in somebody’s auto-updated Blogspot sidebar. Title was:
How Do You Clean A Girl Scout?
It turned out to be a tiny bit of a let-down — it’s a post by a sex educator about moral philosophy and the concept of purity as manifested in current public politics. Was I maybe thinking it would be something more like this? Or this? Or this or this or this or this or this? Or maybe this and this and this and this? Surely nothing like this or this or this or this!
Of course not … that would be wrong. And dirty.
In honor of the upcoming 2012 romantic holiday, and the considerable sale that The Stockroom has on many items every year around this time in honor of it, I thought I’d use my Friday bondage links pulpit to highlight the joys of pink and red BDSM gear, bondage hearts and leather flowers:
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I never saw the loop, but I remember the bondage magazine with the stills. I think this was from a loop called Captured South Of The Border:
