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A very high class bondage whipping scene from the 1967 move Belle de Jour:

Abel says his imagination is getting darker. That’s fine with me:

A large hall: oak beams, rafters. To the side, four girls. Naked. Tied from the rafters with thick rope, their wrists tightly bound, stretched high above their heads.

A gentleman would walk over and untie one of their number. He’d lead her across the room to his colleagues, and her punishment would begin…

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• If this suspension bondage posture doesn’t make you reach for your whip? You might be dead.
• The man wanted to play “my little spank slave” — and so, they did.
• Tied boobs. And caning them. Elements of fun.
• Old fashioned wooden carpentry clamps feature in this bit of vintage lesbian bondage.
• Vintage lesbian bondage spanking. After the catfight.
• Slave wife is best wife. Especially when there are dishes that need doing. “And when the dishes are done, woman, you can bring me another beer!”
• Have you ever been tempted to get one of those electric dog-training shock collars and try it out on your girlfriend?
• She was expressing herself. Fortunately, he had a roll of duct tape, so he was able to put a stop to it before any harm was done.
• What’s for dinner? This guy, looks like!
• A chain around the neck and a taste of dick … what more could she want?
• When you’ve got three girlfriends, keeping them all well-behaved can be a trial. This fellow’s strategy? Line them all up naked and birch their pussies simultaneously. I dunno how it works as a woman-management plan, but it sure looks like fun!
• A grainy black-and-white scene from the modern interrogator’s lair. “These go to 11”, he said, as he attached the clamps to her nipples…”
• “The slave? Don’t worry about her, she’s comfy in the yard. Now, whose turn is it to deal the cards?”
• A study in clothespins. Also, pain.
• Two big whips, a little rope, and some entirely inadequate lingerie. She’ll be sore soon!
• An official humiliation parade of handcuffed prostitutes and johns, in China.
• She’s been tied and her bottom has been well and truly caned (also, greased). And now, butt plug!
• Heavily blindfold and wearing a large ring gag, basically all she can do is wait to be provided with cocks to suck.
• I would go to more cocktail parties if they were more like this.
• Some vintage bondage experimentation. The giant thermometer is kinda menacing, don’t you think?

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Some bondage electrofun from the Electrosex Blog:

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This inquisition-style forced watering interrogation scene is very stylish; I particularly appreciate the teeth-protecting wooden funnel tip guard:

I’m assuming the pic is from a commercial producer from the look, but I very much don’t recognize the style, and given where I found it on my hard drive, it’s at least ten or fifteen years old. Does anybody recognize it?

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• Going Medieval On Her Ass

Yeah, it’s gotta hurt:

A panel in the comic The Basement from Dofantasy.

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Monmouth? The bad guy? Surely not:

We had untied Jessica. The expansive bed filled most of the hotel room, the mattress lodged firmly in the solid frame beneath us, yet it heaved with her frustration while she struggled against the ropes.

Her hands, feet, the intricate chest harness… Ms T lent me a hand unwrapping all of it, starting with the ball gag. It glistened with Jessica’s saliva, the pink rubber indented with teethmarks when I pulled it out.

“You cruel fucker…” Jessica meant it. As if I had been solely responsible for her predicament. The accusation was unfounded.