I like the way the tight breast bondage makes this poor girl’s breasts spring up perkily in sharp focus, catching the eye before the mind fully registers the out-of-focus flying single-tail whip:
The slightly sullen, slightly resigned expression on the Pain Toy model’s face is also, in my opinion, a classic.
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I love the artwork from the old Bondage House stroke paperbacks, but the publishers were, shall we say, a bit crass. This is from the cover of a 1976 title (BH8007) called “Whipped Bitch”:
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If you thought the life of a bondage slavegirl was an easy one, you haven’t been paying attention. Seriously, just the kneeling is painful enough — when was the last time you spent ten minutes knees-down on a hard surface without being able to shift or support your weight? But of course, Master is sadistic, that’s why he’s Master, so it can always be worse. For instance, the kneeling surface can be prepped with hard rice (although I do believe split peas are more traditional, for their sharp edges and reduced tendency to roll away):
If you think that’s no big deal, look at the “after” photo of one poor suffering knee:
From this shoot at Device Bondage. (Yes, rice is a device. Some of the very best devices are extremely simple.)
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The trouble with the usual historico-fantastical depictions of the fair maiden captured by evil pirates is that the literary conventions involved usually require a lot of heaving bosoms, ripping lace, swooning, and well-oiled shaven-chested sexy pirate captains who learned seduction and swashbuckling from Errol Flynn. Bondage, if any, would be limited to some scarves at wrist and ankle, of the finest Chinese silk, stretching implausibly to the corners of the pirate captain’s seven-acre bunk.
In reality, of course, pirates (the ones who bothered with the ladies at all) were likely to be greasy, toothless, and entirely unromantic, taking a very direct approach with their bondage captives that’s strongly at odds with the fantasy as depicted in novels with names like “Love’s Ravished Bounty”. No gentle ravishment in the captain’s cabin full of captured finery; much more likely, a rope tied to the overhead and getting straight to business:
Artwork is by the French illustrator Albert Dubout. Via the Spank Slaves blog.
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I like the way bondage model Cherry Torn comes off looking like the heroine of a bad science fiction movie in these pictures:
All the leather straps are courtesy of Inescapable Bondage.
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I’m not sure what artist is responsible for this lovely nude woman in bondage chains, but it’s from an old postcard I found on alt. binaries. pictures. erotica. vintage:
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I have been publishing this bondage blog since 2003, but somehow the finer points of kinky etiquette have accidentally passed me by. For instance, if you rent a sexual slave by the hour, obviously you keep her well tied, obviously you pay her owner, and obviously you use her thoroughly and in every available sexual orifice, starting with her mouth and leaving no hole unfucked:
The part I did not know was that you are (apparently) also supposed to leave her with a generous one-dollar tip (which, adding insult to insult, she will certainly not be allowed to keep or spend):
Thanks to Derrick Pierce, Mika Tan, and Fucked And Bound for illustrating today’s completely bogus advice on bondage manners.
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