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Here’s an alt.sex.stories gem that’s so old (1991) that its “from” line is a bang sequence instead of an email. You internet oldsters will remember these UUCP addresses:

From uwm.edu!spool.mu.edu!uunet!mcsun!hp4nl!htsa!maestro!beo

The story is The Green Door, and the credit is “as told to Bishop”:

A single chair afforded the only furnishing for the room. He left her standing near the door and seated himself facing her. “You will speak only when asked to speak. You will follow all orders without hesitation.” He pointed to a spot two feet in front of the chair. “Come
here and kneel.”

She complied quickly, not wanting to experience the result of disobedience, at least not yet. He gazed down at her approvingly. From behind the chair he produced a black leather strap about two inches wide. He grinned as he placed it on her. The purpose of the strap revealed itself as he threaded it behind her neck and under her arms, buckling it firmly against her upper back. Her shoulders automatically moved several inches closer together. But he wasn’t through yet. A second strap attached to the first behind her neck. He watched her face as he used the second thinner strap to hoist her wrists upward via the short chain connecting the handcuffs. He stopped just short of pain, judging expertly by the expression on her face. He sat back in the chair now looking rather contented as he watched her attempt to adjust to her new arrangement.

“Your breasts look lovely that way.” She stared back at him, feeling her breath coming quicker. “I have a task for you my dear. A simple one, I don’t want to be unfair. Your task is to undo my pants for me.” She looked at his pants now for the first time. A comfortably worn pair of 501 jeans. “My god, how am I going to undo a pair of button fly jeans without my hands?” The question burst to her mind. His grin faded, as she spoke, “I can’t!” He leaned forward, very close to her, “You can, and you will. And if you speak again you’ll be punished.”

This is from some of that nasty old 1970s porn – specifically, a stroke book called Chained Cheerleader by Robert Vickers. I’m pretty sure this would nowadays be described as a hostile work environment:

She gasped for air, each breath coming hard. All she could hear was the man laughing and saying, “You’ve been bad. Gotta punish you. God, do I have to punish that sweet white ass of yours!”‘

She felt the man moving her around. Something hard clinked at her left wrist as he pulled her arm out straight. The same thing happened with her right arm. She tried to free herself, all the while gasping for air. She found herself chained firmly to two of the benches in the locker room. As she struggled, she discovered that Bradford had chained her legs, too. This put her face down, supported by the chains, between two benches. Her pussy was widely exposed in the vee of her legs. Now, no amount of struggle would cover up her snatch.

“Trying to disobey your superior, eh?” he said.

She screamed as a leather strap landed firmly on her ass. The pain rocketed all the way up her spine and shocked her into awareness. She could feel an ugly red welt slowly rising on her once smooth ass flesh.

The man didn’t seem content with a single stroke. Another followed, and another and another until she was lost in a terrible world of searing red pain.

He laughed as he whipped her with the broad leather strap. When he stopped, the cessation was almost as bad as the whipping itself. Then he dropped to his knees in the vee of her legs and placed his hand flat on her curvy ass.

“Hmmm, just about the right temperature, don’t ya think?”

“Don’t spank me any more,” she whimpered. “I’ll do anything you want. Just don’t hit me with that strap again.”

“Of course you’ll do whatever I want you to. You have no choice…now. No, I think I’ll whip you a few more times, to make certain you remember this lesson.”

He stood, and this time the whistling leather strap landed across her
turgid cunt lips…

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Of course you know they are just looking at her tits, not, y’know, warming them…

I don’t think this is a chain smuggling scheme, but maybe somebody has been looking at too many Gronc cartoons?

From The Upper Floor.

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From an old bondage magazine cover:

I am posting these pics in the purest spirit of self-indulgence. The model, Sensi Pearl, reminds me quite strongly of a girl I knew a long time ago, you see. I’m pretty sure (though you never know) that the girl in question wasn’t any kind of kinky, sadly.

Via Device Bondage — namely, this shoot.

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