Leather straps make for visually stimulating bondage. This arrangement — a sort of reverse hogtie where model Isis Love is lifted by a leather strap that goes between her legs and between her labia — is especially visually striking:
I especially enjoy the closeup from the shoot.
Pictures, of course, are from Hogtied.com.
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In which a girl learns the perils of interrupting:
i AM learning however, not to talk over him. i have a bad habit of doing that, when there’s a point where i have a story i think would be cool, i have a tendency to just… jump in? i did that at his house while we were all playing poker… he warned me with a shush, and I should have stopped then, but oh no… I have to forget…
at some point, he left the table for just a minute, and came back. never said anything. and everything just continued as normal.. until he was talking, and true to form, i just… jumped in.
and he looked at me and said, “alright, chatty cathy….stick out your tongue…”
I looked at him, confused. He gave me the “look” and said, “Stick it out.” so i did.
At which point he reaches into his pocket, and pulls out a Clothespin. I barely have time to register what it is before he puts it on my tongue! So I’m sitting there, trying not to drool on my cards, and blushing hotly as everyone else talks AROUND me while I sit with my tongue clipped, and the clothespin sticking out of my now-silent mouth.
Needless to say, I watch when I talk now.
Here’s a bondage girl with an attitude problem. Think it will get cured before the cuffs come off?
From Damsels And The Deranged.
I just love getting deliveries:
From Whipped Pussy.
Have you ever been involved in wedding preparations (or an actual wedding) where the bride and her posse of girlfriends ran around in a frenzy, complaining and worrying and fussing and yapping and generally making life unbearable for everyone in a ten-mile radius who just hoped for a quick and quiet ceremony followed by a lot of drinking and dancing?
Yeah, me too.
Lucky and clever is the groom who (with a few of his stalwart best men) knows how to make a wedding proceed smoothly and quietly with a minimum of fuss:
2015 update, slightly bigger image:
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It does, it truly does.
“I’m coming down to you,” shouted Sam, though how he hoped to help in that way he could not have said.
“No, no! wait!” Frodo called back, more strongly now. “I shall be better soon. I feel better already. Wait! You can’t do anything without a rope.”
“Rope!” cried Sam, talking wildly to himself in his excitement and relief. “Well, if I don’t deserve to be hung on the end of one as a warning to numbskulls! You’re nowt but a ninnyhammer, Sam Gamgee: that’s what the Gaffer said to me often enough, it being a word of his. Rope!”
“Stop chattering!” cried Frodo, now recovered enough to feel both amused and annoyed. “Never mind your Gaffer! Are you trying to tell yourself you’ve got some rope in your pocket? If so, out with it!”
“Yes, Mr. Frodo, in my pack and all. Carried it hundreds of miles and I’d clean forgotten it!”
I really like the intense eye contact and the little beads of sweat on model Georgia Peach’s upper lip in this picture from Sex And Submission:
Of course, it doesn’t hurt that she’s lovely as hell. To see her in close contact of another kind, if you know what I mean and I think you do, just look at the rest of the photoshoot.
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