Bondage Blog

Mistress Katja Minx from SadoMasoKitten writes of the joy of trying to get vanilla porn starlets to act kinky for the camera:

This week has been, well, pleasant. The scenes being shot are mostly of the tickle torture variety with some bondage thrown in so they’re “soft”. The girls tickle each other or are tickled by another party, fully clothed, just giggling softly at first then working up to an uncontrollable laugh. You’d think this would be an easy thing to film – but you’d be wrong. Apparently for some young women (and I stress the young part as so many models are very, very young) a simple direction like “ok, now when she tickles you you laugh” is too difficult. Even if they’re adorable it still isn’t enough if they forget to laugh – over and over and over. It’s a head-slapper.

Then onto what seemed like it was going to be a little more hardcore. Some asymmetrical bondage, a vibrator, some toys. But oops – someone’s Aunt Flo is visiting – so I guess unless we’re planning to fulfill some menstruation fantasies the videographer can’t film the scene he was planning. O-kay… so we move onto something that the young one should be able to handle, a handjob scene. The victim is tied down (I did a very effective job of tying his legs apart, stretched wide, arms behind his back so that he was completely immobile and at the mercy of his – ahem – tormentor) and the lady arrives on the scene. The scenario is this – the gentleman is the slave of her mother, who has gone away for the day. She has left him tied up. The young lady enters, decides that she would enjoy this plaything for the day, tells him that she has always fantasized about having a slave to suck on her toes and then to torture him by making his body convulse by constant manipulation of his sorry member. Basically, a little bit ‘o teasing and torturing, and then an extended handjob. Shouldn’t be too difficult.

Now acting ability isn’t something that most porn stars possess (I’m not even sure that most of them want to have it, or even should). But sometimes it could really help. Especially when a scene should be about 20 minutes long and basically involves nothing more than a handjob. After awhile even the most fervent devotee of digital manipulations would pop out for a sandwich.

As I’ve basically already given it away it was difficult. Trying to give advice and an explanation of the basics behind the “character” went pretty much nowhere. Imagine trying to explain to a young girl who has mastered only the porno girl face that she must now take control of a man’s body and use it for her sadistic pleasure and none of his own, teasing and taunting him both verbally and physically until he is absolutely ready to burst and then not allowing it for any number of ever-changing reasons…

Ultimately we settled for just the handjob and a few “you’re a really bad boy” phrases. Once finished of course I couldn’t resist in taunting the now exhausted slave, making him think that we would indeed just turn out the lights, lock the doors and just leave him there…

Rodeos would be much better attended if girl roping was a regular event:

Artist is Shingyouji Tatsuya.

Nice shot from Whipped Women of a pretty girl chained to a steel table and flinching away from a falling whip.

(The whip doesn’t land in this picture, but in general the Whipped Women are quite thoroughly covered with welts.)

Elsewhere on Bondage Blog:

• Prison Bars And Whippable Boobs
• Bondage Whipping For A Flirt
• Bound And Whipped Breasts
• Whipped Blonde
• Chained Down For A Reason

A Subtle Slavegirl has written a very nice essay on what’s fun about gags:

I’ve decided that spider gags are hot. What could be more perfect, metal and a gag, two of my favourite things combined in one handy device?

In my perusals through assorted porn I can’t stop but drool (pun intended…lol) over spider gags and how hot they look. There is a certain je ne sais quoi about how a girl’s mouth looks when it’s forced open and her mouth is in that perfectly round “cum in here” shape. The drool gathers and in one long mass, drips onto her breasts and coats them in a sea of submission.

The gag pulls down the skin around the eyes and creates that haunted ‘Why?” look that you can see in the eyes of every gag-wearer. She is no longer in control. She does not choose when to lick, when to suck. She is simply open. She cannot close her mouth, she cannot refuse. Such a simple action, yet one that alludes her.

Speech separates us from the animals. Gags take away the power of speech and take us back to our animal form. You can cry and moan and gasp and scream all you want, but nobody can hear you in subspace.

The wooden horse — basically a rail over which a bondagee is forced to sit — is a staple in bondage fantasy and not all that uncommon in well-fitted dungeons. But I’m not sure I’ve ever seen one made of steel pipe before. Not friendly!

From Usenet.

Elsewhere on Bondage Blog:

• Riding The Iron Horse, Take Two
• Brutal Bondage Art
• Sawhorse Love
• (Wooden) Horse And Rider
• Going Medieval On Her Ass

Prettylils wrote up her stockade fantasy (though I do believe she actually means “pillory”) for her master:

Master has brought me to a fetish club and we’ve been admiring the various rooms and devices at our disposal. We’ve talked to various couples along the way. Upon entering one of the rooms, we see a set of stockades set up in the room. Master tugs my leash in that direction and i hear him laugh a bit to himself. I ask what’s so funny. He replies “let’s see how you like having one of your fantasies some true little one.” i’m afraid but excited and i feel my pussy start to throb in anticipation.

He leads me to the stocks and puts my head and arms inside, locking me in tight. The height makes me bend over pretty far. He pinches my thighs in order to make me spread my legs and I feel Him secure my ankles to restraints on the floor. He gives my ass a good smack and comes around the front. I can only lift my head so far due to the stocks, but do my best to look up into his eyes and plead with him to go easy on me. He just laughs and gives my cheek a little smack.

He starts talking to a couple we have talked to a bit earlier in the night. It’s a tall brunette Domme with her male slave. After a brif conversation She comes forward and begins to inspect me along with Master. She is wearing leather gloves and the feel of the rough hide on me is exciting. Master takes a pair of nipple clips with little weights attached to them from his pocket and attaches them to my nipples. They swing painfully and the tugging brings another throb from my pussy as i feel her get wetter and wetter. my juices are dripping down my thighs.

After Her inspection and a few breif kisses with Master, She runs her finger up my thigh and I feel the gloved finger slid into my wet waiting hole. The rough stitching scraps as She plays and I feel Master insert His thumb into my ass as They continue to kiss. my hips move desperatly to try to free my ass and gain some sort of relief from this fingering before it’s taken away. Master has not let me cum all night. i start to whimper and Master takes Her finger from me and tells her” no cumming for this little slut yet.”

Here’s a fun bit of bondage-and-a-blowjob from And Now For A Little Bondage:

I suppose being tied up the way she was wasn’t exactly what my wife Helen
wanted as an anniversary present, but then again, she hadn’t remembered the
anniversary!

It was exactly a year ago today, on a Sunday morning…

…

She turned a bit to tease me with the best possible view, while I continued
to hold the paper. All pretense of reading it had vanished by now but with
all this hot action in front of my eyes, my own blood was really moving. As
we used to say in school, “the purple helmeted warrior” was ready to do
battle! I scampered back onto the bed, intending to indulge in a little
doggy-style lovemaking, but I didn’t count on my wife. As soon as she saw
me behind her, she stopped and rolled away. “No way buddy!”, she said “You
had your chance and you missed it, you wanted to read the paper!”.

Well, I know my wife pretty well, and I knew she was still playing around,
but this time, I didn’t want any of it. I got hold of her, pinned her arms
to the bed and started kissing/biting her tits. She was really putting up
a good fight, when inspiration hit me. “Look love, either I can fuck you
nicely, or I can tie you to the headboard, it’s your choice, which do you
want?”

…

When I was through I sat next to her on the bed and told her she could open
her eyes. She looked up at me, and then at her bound arms. Since her arms
weren’t too tightly stretched, and since this was the first time I’d tied
anybody up, I really wanted to see if she could get free. “Struggle!” I
told her. “I want to see if you can get loose if you really want to.” She
pulled a bit to feel the limits of the ties but she didn’t really try to
get loose. “Honey, if you’re not gonna cooperate, I’m just gonna have to
give you some incentive!” I reached across with both hands and gave her a
good solid rib tickle! Well that got her pulling at the ties but, as she
soon found, she wasn’t going anywhere. She did yell and kick a bit so I
decided to tie her feet as well. I was running out of ties so I grabbed
two old leather belts, the braided kind which you could tighten as much as
you wanted without worrying about holes.

I wrapped some around her left ankle but as soon as she saw what I was going
to do she started fighting with all her strength. She didn’t ask me to
stop or anything, but I think she felt obligated to put up a fight. No
matter, I quickly secured the left foot to the bed in a similar manner as
the arms. After the right foot was secure I lay next to her on the bed and
started stroking her bottom. Wow, was she turned on! She was dripping wet
and as soon as my hand found her clit she bucked and started to come. I
stuck my thumb inside her and started thrusting, giving her the first
orgasm of many for the day.

In between grunts, she moaned “I want you inside of me!”. Well, I was the
boss, but I figured there was no harm in giving her what she wanted,
although perhaps not the way she expected it. Her arms were spread wide
with the pillow still under her chest. I maneuvered so I was sitting at
the head of the bed, facing her outstretched body. My legs were stretched
out under her arms, and her mouth was just where I wanted it… at cock
level. “This isn’t what I meant”, she said, “No, but this is what you
get”. She wasn’t too hard to convince, I gathered a handful of her hair in
my hands and forced her mouth onto to my up-waiting cock. When she seemed
a little reluctant, I just reached over behind her and gave her ass a hard
slap. Reluctance vanished pretty quickly as her ass turned from pale to
bright pink.

I worked her head up and down on my shaft, and every now and then I slapped
her ass again, half too spur her onwards, half just because I enjoyed
watching her jump whenever my hand impacted her asschecks. The whole scene
had really turned me on and after a couple of minutes of her forced deep
throating, I felt myself beginning to come. With her hair wrapped tightly
in my hand I forced her head up and down faster. Her mouth was moulded
around my dick and when I came I pushed myself deep within her throat and
clamped her head in position with my legs. It was one of the most intense
orgasms I’d ever had, and she continued to lick and suck for long minutes
afterwards.

I pulled out from under her and thought about what to try next…