Dungeon Whipping Sport
An evening of whipping sport in the dungeon, a favorite pastime of the idle rich:

An evening of whipping sport in the dungeon, a favorite pastime of the idle rich:

We’ve seen this excellent bondage caning bench before:

This is a screencap from Special Case: The Colonel.
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This is how rebellious slave women were punished in late-19th-century Japan. Or not:
Brrrr!
From UseNet.
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You’ve got to like this topless and playful Slave Leia from Dr. Sketchy’s Anti Art School:

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From Sex And Fear at Romance And Bondage:
Fear is an adrenaline rush. It gets your heart pumping, your skin sweats and you breathe faster. It’s like you’ve started having sex before you take off your shoes. No wonder so many people go to horror movies and read all those books. What they really want, is sex. That blood pounding, slick with sweat feeling you get when you let go, take that leap of faith into the bedroom (or wherever you end up naked, hot and bothered).
Part of BDSM is bringing that fear into sex. If you’ve ever wondered why someone would like being tied up wonder no more. I’m telling you what the attraction is right now. It’s fear and sex. Even if the bondage is all agreed to there is still that element of danger, that reason to fear. You’ve given up control now you’re going to get it.
It’s Thanksgiving! Actually, that was yesterday. This is (actually) Friday — so it must be time for some bondage links!
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Monmouth has all the best kinds of fun:
I reached for the pink, girly ball gag she’d brought with her. Sturdy, designed for the kind of ball-gag-fancying fetishist who really wants to make sure the thing stays put no matter the strenuousness of the action. The leather straps closed under the chin as well as at the back of the head.
She put up a token display of resistance when I told her to open wide. Unconvincing. I know just how much she likes the gag. Ms T watched, amused, not entire sure where this was going, but paying close attention.
Once the gag was in, I hogtied Jessica. Her wrists, secured with rope cuffs, tied to her ankles, and then the position was fixed by attaching the wrists and ankles to the knot in the halter between her breasts. This had the pleasing effect of spreading her legs and putting her pussy on explicit display.