Bondage Blog

It’s been a little while since we did bukkake bondage or CG porn here, so why not do both at once?

Of Mistress Matisse. Sometimes it’s the little things that make one smile:

Sunday we spent quietly at home, although Max had kindly allowed a certain young lady to borrow our dungeon for the afternoon, as she had a scene planned with a curious-about-bottoming female friend. So occasionally a muffled yelp would float up the stairs to our ears. Charming.

Nice anguished face of a bondage girl from Wired Pussy:

Tie up Rick’s Toy and hurt her a little bit, and oh the fun she has!

This time, Master tied my hands. i am a bondage slut. a little bit of rope and i get wet and happy and incredibly compliant. Master used this to his best advantage.

i don’t know how we started. i think it was with his hands, in just a spanking. “just a spanking” my lily white ass. he spanked me and made me pant and beg and cum under his touch. and from there, he moved to the flogger, and he targeted my ass, my thighs and my back, and all i could do was buck backwards, pleading with him for more, for harder, for faster. again, using nothing but the flogger, my hands tied above my hand, i came. once i was warmed up, everything was … different.

it was hot and i was wet and sticky and needy. he took the riding crop to my ass, and the sharp sting was a direct contrast to the warmth that was spread out. he rolled me over and he hurt my tits. i can’t remember how, exactly. i know that for a while we used the small tack boards, and at one point, he placed those tiny pieces of cardboard onto the flesh of my breast, the sharp pointy side down, and he smacked them with the crop. he drove the tacks into my skin with the force of the crop, and i cried. i cried, but i was wet.

he put the vampire gloves on my hands and told me to maul my tits, and i came again. he flogged my cunt and the inside of my thighs. i think i came yet again. i learned during the first part of this session that pain can be pleasurable and there are certain types of pain that are damned fun, in fact.

A bondage fantasy image that has appealed to me since I first read about it is the image of slavegirls suspended by hands and feet from the same suspension point, with their faces between their legs above their exposed pussies. I first came across this idea in one of the “Taming Of Sleeping Beauty” books; if I recall, it was a barnyard punishment tie (of course, as it’s an extremely strenuous position) and the girls were further tormented by the brushing honey on their ticklish bits to attract flies and create unsatisfied arousal.

Here, from Hogtied.com, is a girl in this bondage position. Obviously you need a flexible slavegirl:

Elsewhere on Bondage Blog:

• Flexible Slavegirl, Hogtied

A suspended pipe, some pullies and rope, a quiet back yard, and what do you have? One heck of a way to spend an afternoon hanging around outdoors:

Pretty Lil writes about a night of master/slave bondage sex that made her happy:

i was made to kneel on the floor and Master cuffed my hands behind my back. i did the best i could to pleasure and suck him, but it was so hard with my hands restrained and Him gagging me on His thick cock. i was humiliated and embarrassed that i was not able to please Him better.

He must have tired of my attempts because He put me on to the bed face down with my ass up in the air. He’s so considerate to place pillows under me so that i may be more comfortable. i can feel my pussy dripping and the anticipation of not knowing what He will do with me so exposed to Him makes it even wetter. At last i feel his wonderfully thick cock slid all the way into me and fill me up. As my Master begins to pound into me, i feel the most wonderful sensation. My Master grabs me by the hands as He brutally fucks me. That tenderness amid all the roughness makes my heart swell and i feel such love for my Master as He brings me to orgasm over and over again.

After a little more play and many many orgasms, i did my best to please Master and make Him come so that i could take it into my mouth like a good girl. It had been so long since i could hear the jangle of my collar while sucking my Master. When we were done and He had rewarded me with His amazing finger technique, i was so sleepy and would have been so content to lose myself in His covers and curl up sleeping next to Him