Bondage Blog

A bondage evening described by Beautiful Fetish Girl:

So last night I got tied up — my wrists to my ankles, my wrists to the bedboard — and spread wide open. It was uncomfortable as hell (I’m not crazy about working out though I am in good shape) and I didn’t really like it. I don’t like being uncomfortable. Duh. Who does?

But then there comes this point in any bondage game that a sub just has to give up and give in. Trust her master. Let the pain and discomfort become part of the whole experience, find its soft point the point where it thins out into pleasure…

I came very hard. I couldn’t straighten out my legs afterwards. I stumbled to the bathroom like a little duck, on my sore, bent legs. With my pussy still full and pulsing with juices… his cum all over my belly, dripping down my thighs.

I found this on one of those social networking sites, but when I checked my bookmark, it was gone already. So no link:

I have a crush on a boy named Bob. He is a sweet guy. He is very intelligent and nonjudgmental. We have kinky conversations about bondage. The day I discovered he has handcuffs, I orgasmed three times.

Ah, kinky young love!

I always enjoy it when political activists chain themselves up in public places, and it helps when they are as cute as PETA activist Christy Griffin:

I just stumbled across some photos from Lupus Pictures. Primarily they are spanking porn, but they include the full gamut of hot historical bondage fantasies, including the rack (with water torture):

The wooden horse (in a castle courtyard, no less, and while wearing a steel brank; and then the birch, well applied):

And finally, the good old fashioned birching table, with lots of rope:

The goggles add a surreal note, do they not?

2014 update: Lupus is no longer active; Spanking Blog explains.

Here’s a nifty concept for a party, although it would be tricky to host:

Looking for a foolproof evening of intimacy with your new beau? May I suggest handcuffs and wine? This was the very theme of a party I attended on Saturday. The object of the night is to partner up with a fellow wino and finishing a bottle of your favorite varietal. The cuffs don’t come off until you’ve sipped the last drop. Kind of like Prison Break meets Blind Date.

Though I did not conceive this genius idea or host the party myself, I did recruit a couple of my friends, keeping in mind that the people you bring to this kind of party must be carefully selected. Worst case scenario, you’ll have some tasty wine and can inflict passive-aggressive cuffburns on your party-pooping date. Best case scenario, your fella du jour will be down for the kinky kinship and, taking in the warmth of a full-bodied red on a cold autumn night, the subtle, “unintentional” brushing of your hands will pave the way to a little bit of good night and good luck, if you get my drift.

Arms tied behind and up, neck roped to knees — it’s really an entertaining bondage sex position, especially given the enticing way her breasts jiggle (in this shoot) as she’s banged from behind:

From Sex And Submission.

I’ve always liked the look of rough rope and intricate bondage harnesses, but this special pair of photos takes the face bondage further than I’ve seen before:

Nice!

Elsewhere on Bondage Blog:

• Her Friends Call Her "Nurse Soapy"
• Locker Room Spinster
• His Bondage Puppet
• Three Bondage Girls
• Roped Japanese Girl