Talk about your powerful sexual imagery! You’ll have to click through to see it, but I’m talking about a breathtaking set of photos and a movie from Sex And Submission, featuring lovely bondage model Marie Luv giving Mark Davis a wet sticky blindfolded blowjob, while still locked tight in the rough steel bondage you see here:
Mmm, hotness.
In which Kazy gets a trip to a commercial (rental) dungeon, and has a good time:
A short while later he came back to the kitchen and as I turned around to walk toward the table and before I knew it, I was grabbed from behind by my Dom and quickly handcuffed, I let out a playfrul scream but within seconds he had pulled a huge rubber ballgag into my mouth and buckled the leather straps of it behind my head, I murmered and struggled, as my Dom proceeded to put a blindfold on me.
Helpless and vulnerable I was dragged into the dungeon, murmering through my gag, much to the amusement of my Dom…..
Before I knew it I was being forced to sit down on a bondage chair where my wrists and ankles were strapped into integral leather cuffs on the chair and a leather collar also integral in the chair was strapped and buckled around my neck….. I was starting to get clammy and hot and trembling as I wondered what I had let myself in for…..
I could soon hear classical music, my Dom had put music on to muffle my murmers …he said….
I then heard the noise of the suspension being winched up, the sounds of metal shackles rattling near to my chair but above my head, my Dom was turning some sort of wheel, it sounded scary….. he laughed as I struggled and murmered, pulling and tugging on my wrist and ankle restraints…… I tried to reach for my gag but the restraints would not reach…..
Then my wrist and ankle cuffs were undone and my hands were quickly buckled into some wider leather cuffs abive my head, they were attached to a suspension in the ceiling…… soon my Dom was turning a wheel again and as he did so I was being lifted highter and higher onto my tip toes, until I was almost hanging and then he stopped, I swung from left to right and round and round, I felt nervous and vulnerable and unsure if he was the only person in the room, I was unable to see anything as my blindfold was tight…
From one of the blogs at Bondage.com.
Yeah, it sounds like the thigh cuffs were a good idea:
Once undressed, Sir ordered me to put my wrist and ankle cuffs on and to then get on the bed and lay on my back. He took some rope and tied me to the bed posts, stretching me right out. Then He added nipple clamps to the equation…”just for prettyness you understand!”. Hmmm….!
i love the feeling of the rope as it glides across my skin. i start going spacey straight off! Sir knows this too and felt between my lips to check just how much i was enjoying it. He stood back and smiled, enjoying the view of me laid there spread eagled and helpless. It’s funny, we’ve been together for five years now, but it still makes me cringe that i’m laid there so open and exposed to His eyes and i can’t do a thing about it!
But then He did something that got my nerves quivering! He got out the thigh cuffs! We don’t use them very often, but when we do, it means my clit/pussy is in for some serious attention and He knows i’m likely to try and fight it! He went on to attach rope to the thigh cuffs and tie those off to the bed posts too. This brought my thighs wider apart again, leaving me even more open. The anticipation was getting to me now and i was starting to pant and whimper.
i was finally to find out what Sir had in mind for me. He produced the newly aquired violet wand. Starting off at my feet, He slowly worked His way up and down both my legs, over my stomach, down my sides. i squirmed, groaned, pulled away when it got too intense and lifted myself up to meet up when it felt sooo good. i drifted off and was left with nothing but the gorgeous sensations. That was until He made His way over to my clit! YEEOUCH!!! Shit that first contact took my breathe away! All He did was laugh. He moved the wand along the insides of my thighs and back to my clit again.
Zap!
Elsewhere on Bondage Blog:
I love it when some of my favorite blogrollees get together and play. Last week Violet Blue went to Seattle, and while she was there, she stopped by the bondage lair rope factory of The Twisted Monk, who seems to be the go-to guy these days for ladies who want to be roped and dangled a bit. Stay with me, there’s video, and it’s easy to see why he’s a sought-after experience.
A still photo from Violet’s account:
And — this being the funnest part — the video Violet posted. Monk’s got this astonishing energy, one minute he’s checking safety issues, then suddenly he’s like a divine whirlwind of rope. After he gets a couple loops around Violet, she inquires what happens if she struggles. He invites her to try, she does, it doesn’t even slow him down, and before you know it, they are both laughing, he’s still tying, and then she’s suddenly tied and all done struggling. Big smiles all around, it will make you grin, and it’s play in the best sense. Fun.
Monk’s account is here.
Elsewhere on Bondage Blog:
From a LiveJournal party report comes this photograph with explanation:
“We were all chained together by this bondage dude with all of these fancy handcuffs and neck cuffs. It hurt to dance.”
Yeah, but I’ll bet the “bondage dude” had fun.
Making her choose between figging and anal sex? Now that’s a bondage predicament:
Sunday morning Martin tied me to the bed with a long, silken rope – tied me tightly so my hands were above my head.
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Then he stuck a piece of ginger into my ass to make it hot (it’s called “figging” – something the Victorians were big on) – it does that, but it also can sting, so you have to be careful.
He kept alternating the ginger with one of his glass dildoes ’til I couldn’t take it any more. I said, “Please fuck my pussy!” He slid his dick in my pussy and fucked me for a minute or two, but then he said, “This isn’t about what you want, this is about what I want!” He went on, “Either I put the ginger back in your ass or I fuck your ass with my dick.” “Ok! Not the ginger!” I pleaded. “You can fuck my ass.” “That’s my good girl,” he said, soothingly, as he shoved his dick into my ass.
From deep in the archives of Selena Fire (link via Figging.com).
