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I know a girl I’d like to take here:

Via Hermione’s Heart.

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It’s not often you get to see a real photo of a pretty topless girl in police handcuffs. But this lovely protester from the Ukrainian protest group FEMEN climbed a fence and got arrested in Davos, according to the FEMEN Livejournal:

The polezei are loving this duty, check out their grinning laughter in the next picture:

Thanks to Naked Protesters for finding the pictures.

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If some fire-n-brimstone religious asshole is railing against sluts and whores, we can sort of understand why. He hates the flesh, fears the pleasures thereof, and by extension, develops jealousy and hatred against those who revel in it.

But I’ve never understood why more-or-less normal hound-dog sexualized porn-enjoying men sometimes seem so obsessed with slut-hating. Perhaps Rain DeGrey nails it in a tweet:

When someone is hating on SLUTS & WHORES, what it really means is they are upset the sluts aren’t paying any attention to THEM.

Religious conservatives of many different sorts all seem to agree: a good modest woman covers her face in public, right? Right?

I could go for that…if it were done right. Sarah May is doing it right in this photoshoot for Public Disgrace, I’d say!

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Tricked by a man she thought a friend into stepping into his basement dungeon, Jewel was left alone on bread and water until she agreed to remove and hand over her clothes. Eventually she did. And then the chains came out:

He carried something in one hand. Something that shone.

“Remember taking your measurements, Sweetheart?”

I recalled my curiosity as to why he wanted them. Now I knew. Vivian was dangling for my inspection a set of silver fetters. It was easy to guess they had been fashioned just for me. They looked expensively beautiful, but implacably final. Instinctively, I put my hands behind my back.

“Perfect, poppet. Now back up against the bars.”

“You don’t think I’m going to let you put those things on me, do you!”

“Made just for you, Pet. You’ll adore them.”

“I won’t! They’re horrid. Take them away!”

Vivian sighed and turned to leave.

“No. Stop! Don’t go, darling. I’m sorry!” In this fresh distress I’d forgotten about being naked. All I wanted was not to be left alone.

“Come along then. Back up.” His voice was very gentle.

“But, Viv’. What d’you want to chain me for?”

“Never mind. You’ll find out. Over here, Jewel.”

“I don’t want to be chained!”

Another gorgeous sigh. “What you want no longer matters, darling. Takes a bit of getting used to, but you’ll come round.”

From Jewel (HIT 120) by F. E. Campbell (1978).

This would be just another 1950s catfight picture, if it weren’t for the face slapping and the blissful expression on the face of the girl getting slapped:

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Elaborate rubber gear is its own fetish for sure, and I’m never quite clear in my own mind how much overlap it has with the bondage community. But you don’t need to be a rubber fetishist to appreciate this partial rubber hood Lucy is wearing:

From this House of Taboo gallery. There’s also some movies.

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