Bondage Blog

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:

Elsewhere on Bondage Blog:

• Very Vintage Bondage Blowjob
• The Martyr Of Solway
• Cupid's Victim
• Pretty "Prisonniere" In Chains
• Bondage Crucifixion

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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• Blowjob Slavegirl Next Door
• Sawhorse Love
• Slave Accident?
• Chained In The Blowjob Closet
• Tied And Ready, With Handy Step Stool

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

Elsewhere on Bondage Blog:

• Bondage Face Fucking
• Blowjob In Chains
• Cheerleader's Bondage Blowjob
• Chained For Some Sucking
• Blowjob Nurse In Bondage

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.

Elsewhere on Bondage Blog:

• Bondage And Bugs
• Jungle Bondage

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.

Elsewhere on Bondage Blog:

• Puppy Girls On Leashes
• Crawling Down The Aisle
• Goth Girl On A Leash
• Leashed And Sticky
• Girls On Leashes
• Cutie In A Dog Kennel

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.