She Is Loot
He doesn’t have the shackles on her yet, but there’s no doubt in my mind that she’ll be tied hand and foot in the bilges of his boat by moonrise:

Art is by Sincopation.
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He doesn’t have the shackles on her yet, but there’s no doubt in my mind that she’ll be tied hand and foot in the bilges of his boat by moonrise:

Art is by Sincopation.
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Supposedly this isn’t kinky at all. It was a treatment for scoliosis in the 1870s:

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Apparently they had a hell of a celebration in 1938 in Hampton, New Hampshire, celebrating the town’s 3rd centennial. It involved dressing up in colonial clothing and putting somebody in the pillory. Never let it be said the town of Hampton doesn’t know how to party!
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We all know that the Japanese prison system has a reputation for being fairly hard core. If the “inspection night” protocols in the dorms at the women’s reformatory are any guide, that reputation is fairly earned:

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I submit to you that there was more kinky shit going down in public in Riverside County, California in 1950 than you had previously believed. No, seriously. A slavegirl auction every night, right out in the open air as part of the Arabian Nights pageant at the county fair in Indio. Don’t believe me? I have the receipts, in the form of this two-page spread in a 1950 Eye magazine:
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