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The old “just for fun, honest!” trick is apparently so old, people were still falling for it in 1879-vintage spanking stories:

I said, “Jane, did Mrs. Mansell or Jemima ever birch you without grandfather knowing it?”

JANE.—”Yes, dear Miss Rosie, they’ve served me out shamefully, more than once.”

ROSA.—”How did they manage that?”

JANE.—”Why, I was tied by my hands to the foot of the bedstead.”

ROSA.—”Oh! Do show me, and let me tie you up to see how it all looked.”

JANE.—”Very well; if it’s any pleasure to you, Miss.”

ROSA.—”What shall I tie you up with? You’re as strong as Samson.”

JANE.—”A couple of handkerchiefs will do, and there’s a small comforter to tie my legs.”

By her directions I soon had her hands tied to the two knobs at the foot of the bed, and her feet stretched out a little behind were secured to the legs of the table.

“Oh! My!” said Jane. “You have fixed me tight. What did you tie so hard for? I can’t get away till you release me.”

Via Spanking Blog.

Late that evening, after all (well, almost all) of the clinic staff had left for the night, Dr. Bondage went into his private examination room to check on nurse Samantha Sin, who did not, in fact, go home early with a migraine as her co-workers thought:

In actual fact, the sedative was just starting to wear off:

“Nurse Sin! Wake up! It’s time for your treatment!”

More here, from Sex and Submission.

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• Chained Nurse
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• Resisting The Gag
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Some dungeon bondage for Peter O’Toole in the movie Great Catherine (1968), where he languishes at the mercy (evidently not so merciful) of Jeanne Moreau:

Picture via Unspeakable Axe.

From Kink And Collars:

[He woke up with] a big hard on just waiting for me but I was being a good girl and not pestering him for sex, which is something I’ve been working on lately. My goodness was rewarded and he pulled me to him, flipped me onto my stomach, and hogtied me tightly. He flipped me over onto my stomach with my head hanging off the bed and face fucked me mercilessly til he came all over my face. He left me there, tied up and covered in his come, while he went to the kitchen and got some soda and fed the cats and such. Then he came back and let me wipe off the come that my tongue wouldn’t reach. A lovely morning all in all.

There are a zillion old Japanese bondage pictures on my hard drive. They are famous for the creative ways to show a woman’s pubic region without showing anything “too explicit” by the enigmatic standards of Japanese law, but I thought this “rope panty” setup was especially creative:

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• The Ropes Of Modesty
• Japanese Schoolgirls Hanging Around
• Bamboo Bondage, Plus Water
• Japanese Bondage Flower Arrangements
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• The OTHER Use For A Ring Gag

There are a ton of old vintage bondage postcards out there, but I really like this one with chains in the woods and a mock-whipping with the end of the rope:

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• Bondage Prize In The Woods
• Forest Bondage And Ravishment
• Dragged Into The Woods
• Birched in Bondage

Sometimes a gag on a bondage model just looks like an inconvenient accessory; it’s cute and all, but if she wasn’t wanting to expostulate or remonstrate, what’s the point? That’s not a problem in this photo of Charley Chase, who looks as if she’s definitely got something to say, if only she could get the gag out of her mouth:

Do you suppose it would be an observation about the tit whipping?

From Chanta’s Bitches.

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