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This collared and chained woman delivering a blowjob is an enhanced detail from a very blurry old bondage comic scan found on UseNet somewhere:

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A little back yard bondage is always fun:

Pick your location carefully … not right on an ant-hill, but near enough for a decent population of patrolling leaf cutters … and it will be a non-stop tickle parade for your sensitive slavegirl. You can spice up that experience by having her do a few jumping jacks to work up a glistening sheen of perspiration before tying her down, then sprinkle her lightly with the barest hint of confectioner’s sugar, to ensure her popularity with every wee flying and crawling creature within twenty or thirty feet.

From Shadow Slaves.

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Thanks to Spanking Blog for discovering the link to Mimi, a French slave girl who photoblogs copiously about her adventures as a puppy girl who seems to spend all her time leashed. Here’s Mimi getting fed from her doggy bowl:

If you like puppygirls on leashes, you’re in for one heck of a treat.

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Precarious bondage positions like this one I always find most enjoying when drawn:

I believe the artist may be Tomi Ungerer, but I am not sure.

I try — nay, I work relentlessly — to keep the bondage on this blog focused on the erotic. But none of us who enjoy the trappings of BDSM can afford to forget that whips and chains and ropes and handcuffs are not just sex toys — they are, in the real world, too often tools of oppression.

I had that less nastily reinforced for me during one of those “I’d like to un-Google that, and un-see it too” moments yesterday.

I was doing Google image searches and clicked on a promising thumbnail. Cute young Asian woman, defiant expression on her face, arms roped behind her back and pulled up by a rope around the front of her neck, nipples showing through her shirt, flanked on either side by uniformed men. Like I said, promising thumbnail.

Then the page loaded.

Photoset. In a language I do not read. The picture itself was as described. Absent its context, you might be looking at it now.

Next picture in photo-set: same woman, lying on ground. Dead. Bloody bullet wound in forehead.

The rest of the photoset was more dead people. The page, it turns out, was documenting the execution of Chinese political prisoners.

I’d like to un-Google that, and un-see it, too. But this is the twenty first century. You can’t un-Google anything. All you can do is hope (and work, if you have the energy) for the day when the things you wish you could un-see aren’t there to be seen any more.

Me, I’m reminded that it’s time to send off a few more bucks to Amnesty International.

Somebody had far too much fun dripping this candle wax onto Sex and Submission model Daisy Marie’s beautiful breasts:

From this shoot.

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This sounds impractical unless you know of some very special club spaces, but as fantasy material it may appeal to some:

I am occasionally taken to a couple of clubs completely blind and deaf. I have an mp3 player covered with ear defenders and a blindfold. My hands are tied together and i have to be led everywhere.

It means that there are two clubs (actually three now) of which i know nothing of the inside. I’ve not seen any of the interior except for one toilet cubicle. I don’t know if i’m in a small intimate private room on our own, or whether i’m on full public display. I never know what sort of equipment i’m being led towards, or who else is coming with us.

It’s very scary, but also very exciting. I often have a kind of “march to the scaffold” feeling of impending sacrificial doom.

And i love it!

From the Informed Consent boards.