Bondage Blog

Every girl needs one of these:

When I saw Big Peg on ErosBlog: The Sex Blog, I realized I have some bondage art that’s similar-looking (possibly by the same artist, certainly it all has an anal theme in common) in my “need to blog this” folder. There are a couple of bondage enema pictures (to be blogged later) and this bit of vigorous rectal invasiveness:

Elsewhere on Bondage Blog:

• Bondage Anal?
• Bondage Seduction, Anal Sex
• Fingered In Bondage
• Spread Wide For Bondage Sex

It sounds like the producers of Dexter need — and I’ll betcha they very suddenly developed — better safety procedures for filming bondage scenes. Here’s the story from the Daily Star:

A TV stuntman is lucky to be alive after actor Jimmy Smits stabbed him for real during a fight scene for TV show Dexter.

Smits grabbed a real knife instead of a prop knife during shooting and plunged it into action man Jeff Chase.

Chase was only saved by a piece of plastic placed over his heart – which Smits miraculously hit.

He says, “For the scene, I was bound in Saran Wrap, duct tape over my mouth. I couldn’t say a thing as I saw Jimmy grab at the knife. He picked up the real one by pure mistake. It was a mean looking knife.

“I heard fellow actor Michael C. Hall yelling at Jimmy to stop – but it was too late. I felt the thud in my chest. I didn’t have on a metal breast plate like a lot of actors do in a scene like that.

“Instead I had a piece of acrylic clear plastic about the size of a Post-it note over my heart. It was a quarter of an inch thick. In eight out of 10 takes with the prop knife, Jimmy had missed the plastic. But by a miracle, an act of God, the knife landed at the very edge of the plastic.

“I really thought I’d been stabbed in the heart, but I didn’t have a scratch. Jimmy was devastated and couldn’t stop apologising. I told him, I felt more sorry for him than me.”

First of all, the stuntman didn’t have a safety signal / safeword? A handful of marbles? Nothing?

To be fair, it does sound like things happened very fast. Which is the other point. Who the heck approved laying the “live” knife right beside the prop knife so that it was even possible for Smits to grab the wrong one? You issue that thing to a production assistant (aka “flunky”) with strict instructions to keep it safely out of the way until whatever scene it’s needed for, to be handed over only when the person directing the shoot so orders.

A few weeks ago, in the Bondage Blog post Public Bondage, Public Disgrace, I waxed enthusiastic about the new Public Disgrace site from Kink.com. Well, the new site went live today, and it’s every bit as delicious as I had hoped. Here’s a shoot featuring the lovely Valentina Blue. First she livens up a construction site, in handcuffs and a ball gag:

Then she’s forced to squat and piddle in some bushes, just feet from the street, with handcuffs on:

And last, she’s dragged into an ally for some semi-public spanking, followed by a rough bondage blowjob:

Elsewhere on Bondage Blog:

• Slave Girls, Fresh Air, And Sunshine
• Public Rooftop Bondage
• Brutally Exposed
• Exposed In The Stocks

Here’s some medieval bondage from a movie called The Seventh Seal:

With her feet in the stocks and her wrists chained over her head, she’s not going anywhere!

In 1805, when Lewis And Clark left the upper Missouri country en route to the Columbia River valley, they took with them a slave woman, the “wife” of a French voyageur named Touissant Charbonneau, who had originally purchased her from the Hidatsa Indians. You’ve heard of this slave wife; her name was Sacajawea.

Ultimately Sacajawea proved very useful to the expedition, helping it secure horses from her original people, the Shoshone. But in a different universe, only slightly different, Lewis and Clark would have had their own slave wives, and maybe they didn’t ever get the horses they needed. So they would have had to put the women to work, fitting them with bits and harnesses and stout shoes and decorative horse-tail butt plugs. In that universe, all the dramatic etchings and statues of “Lewis and Clark Surveying the Headwaters of the Columbia” would have been overshadowed by the nineteenth-century equivalents of this photograph:

Lewis And Clark’s Slave Wives Survey The Headwaters Of The Columbia

Picture credit: The Training Of O, specifically this shoot.

Elsewhere on Bondage Blog:

• Slave Girls, Fresh Air, And Sunshine
• The White Captive
• Captive Women
• Squirt Gun Bondage

There was a time when the folks who made bondage porn were so worried about going to jail, that they bent over backwards to make it as wholesome and unthreatening (to obscenity juries) as they possibly could. This often included eschewing nudity, so they compensated by using the prettiest lingerie they could manage, lacy stuff with garter belts and stockings and things no man who is not an underwear fetishist could hope to name.

You don’t see as much of that sort of thing as you used to, but the retro “bound in lingerie” sensibility still turns up quite a lot on fetish-fashion models. One such is Emily Marilyn, and this gallery makes much of her lingerie: