The way it works is, every week the waitress who puts the least amount into the tip pool gets staked out in the alley behind the restaurant. They leave a tip jar out there, so if she does a good job, she won’t get stuck out there two weeks in a row.
From Device Bondage.
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When she felt her panties being stripped off, she suddenly knew she was in deeper trouble than she’d realized:
From Pain Toy.
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This was cropped from the cover of a Japanese bondage video:
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Via the now-defunct Just A Dream tumblr.
Here’s another from Brutal Punishment, and they aren’t kidding — this is probably the least brutal photo in the gallery:
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Here’s Barely Pink on being held in bondage:
Even when I’m bound, I’m there willingly. I slip my hands through the ties, spread my legs and offer my ankles. I pull against my restraints, more from instinct than desire, feeling the futility of fighting in the bite against my skin. I crave that futility.
Resistance is a friction that lubricates my legs. Helplessness is a freedom that releases my strength.
It isn’t submission that holds me there. It is he who holds me — our bond, impenetrable; our rope, invisible.
