Trying To Make A Bondage Phone Call

kidnapped girl bound and gagged but trying to make a telephone call

This is magazine illustration artwork by James Dwyer, from the 1950s in Collier’s magazine.

Merit Badge For Bondage

Pandora Blake recently got a couple of spankings. Then the man spanking her tied her wrists and threw her onto the bed:

I landed awkwardly, hands still bound behind me. Normally I’d scramble to regain my balance, try to find out where he wanted me, but all autonomy had been shocked out of me. I just lay there facedown, breathing fast and waiting for him to act. He tied my ankles together with more of the rope. Then, with another length, he bound my thighs, just above the knee.

So I’m trussed hands, thighs and feet, unable even to steady myself for balance, high heels sticking out off the edge of the bed and aching breasts smooshed into the duvet. He climbs on top of me and busies himself spanking me for a while, which is actually kind of a relief. Hand spanking, that I can cope with, and I ground myself in the familiar, pleasant sensations. But then he stops, and I can feel his cock nudging against my bottom.

He slides the velvety tip up and down my crease, teasing me with its hardness; pushing, gently, insistently, pushing, just long enough for me to start to groan, to resign myself to the pain, to whimper, “if you’re going to do that, you’re going to need some lube” – when he stops toying with me and plunges himself into my cunt instead. In that position I can barely move, can’t do more than rock my hips back against him an inch or so, and the angle isn’t one that will get me off. But that’s not the point. He takes me ferociously, one hand pinning my shoulders, my head, to the bed, and I surrender.

All of which is the kind of bondage blogging I love to share with my readers when I find it. Hot, right? But after some more bondage sex in that mien, there was a totally unexpected conclusion:

Afterwards, I’m drowsing on the bed in a blissful haze when he jumps up and starts digging through a drawer. He gives me a kinky merit badge and I don’t guess until I’m holding it in my hands which one it’s going to be.

bondage merit badge

I didn’t see that coming at all…

Bound, Gagged, And Plucked

bound and gagged woman having her pubic hair plucked out

Does anybody know the artist on this one?

If you study the face of the tied girl, and especially the gag, it looks a lot like John Willie’s work in Bizarre. But of course, he didn’t publish anything so explicit there, with the bare pubes and the pubic hair plucking. The vintage looks about right, though.

Anybody know?

Update: Perhaps it’s Leone Frollo.

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Friday Bondage Links Cornucopia, Japanese Rope Bondage Edition

I’ve been posting a lot of Japanese bondage photos recently, but Japanese bondage links of one kind and another have popped up on Bondage Blog for as long as I’ve been running it. So I thought for this week’s bondage links roundup, I’d pull together some favorites from the archives:

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Maintenance Of Caged Slaves

Cages are handy for keeping girls in:

Lana Violet in a cage

But if you keep ’em in there for too long, you have to sluice ’em off before you can play with ’em:

Lana Violet hosed down after too long in a tiny steel cage

Images from Sex And Submission.

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Kinky Feather Roses

It’s coming up fast on Valentine’s Day, and you know what that means… it’s about time to get your kinky order in from The Stockroom.

So, why not tickle her with some roses made of feathers? They aren’t necessarily any cheaper than regular roses (depending on how many you buy), but they last a lot longer and they’re more fun:

red and black feather tickler roses from The Stockroom

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Prison Whipping Story

This is a scene from the very brutal Prison Story whipping movie from Mood Pictures:

blonde prisoner in a prison whipping frame

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