Bondage Detention After School
You know, some schools are so rough, it’s probably a bad idea to attend:
Pictures from Chanta’s Bitches.
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You know, some schools are so rough, it’s probably a bad idea to attend:
Pictures from Chanta’s Bitches.
Elsewhere on Bondage Blog:
From a French comic found at Kinky Delight:

Manly. Dominant. Two great tastes that taste great together, right?
Sure. But then, there are the guys who think that these are somehow the same thing, or go together inexorably, or some shit like that. Worse yet, they tend to think “being a man” is the same thing as “having a dick”, and so they reason from “I have a dick” to “she’ll want to kneel before it.”
Worst? When this does not happen — and so they whine about it on the internets. You’ve seen it in chat rooms, you know you have. You shuddered and clicked away.
Moving on. Kaya has written an eloquent essay on the nature of manhood and its relationship, if any, to dominance. She says there’s more space between manliness and dominance than you might think. It’s worth a read.
There’s a scene in the classic “women in prison camp” movie The Big Bird Cage in which a female prisoner is punished for a failed escape attempt by being hoisted up and dangled by her hair:
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This is a bawdy old story with just a bit of mild bondage in it:
A certain judge, who kept many servants, was reading, one evening, in his study, when he heard a hell of a noise coming from the kitchen.
He rang for the butler and questioned him as to the cause of the commotion. The butler replied: “I beg your pardon, your honor, but we were enjoying ourselves playing a new game.”
The judge, of course, demanded to know the game. “Well, your honor, we blindfolded all the kitchen maids, and then we’d catch them one by one, fuck them, and make them guess who it was.”
“Indeed!” said the scandalized judge. “I’ll not have any more such immoral nonsense taking place in my house. You must stop it at once. But what was the cause of the great uproar I just heard coming from my kitchen?”
“Well, your honor, it’s like this. We blindfolded the cook and stuck a rolling-pin up her ass. And she guessed it was you!”
When John Norman would spend six pages obsessing about “slave heat” in his later Gor novels, I don’t think this is quite what he had in mind:

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