This nose hook illustration (with bonus weighted tongue clip) found at alt. binaries. pictures. erotica. anime looks like it comes from the Japanese comic book industry:
(Note: the usenet newsgroup link is to a subscription service that agglomerates newsgroup images and makes them easy to download for non-technical users. It’s a really excellent bargain if you’re a non-technical person looking for great images.)
Elsewhere on Bondage Blog:
It’s really handy to have a set of these kneeling posts bolted to your basement floor, when (as they say in the Gor books) a girl must kneel to her master. This girl, though, looks awfully eager for the great unzipping of the jeans and the revealing of the master:
You can see the rest in this shoot at Sex And Submission.
Tangy Sweet describes an evening of sweet fun:
He’s got me blindfolded. My wrists are cuffed in the front. I’m flat down on my back on the bed and I can hear him moving around the room. He’s just…watching me. Not touching, just looking.
When his hand finally makes contact, I let out a sigh. The blindfold makes everything sharper and clearer, the sensations so much more powerful. He says nothing. He only eases his hand over my body, running his fingertips over my nipples, which feel about as hard as diamonds. I move my hips restlessly when he lowers his mouth over a nipple and draws it into his warm mouth. He knows the perfect way to lave it with his tongue, just the right way to scrape it against his teeth so it doesn’t quite hurt. Hurts in just the right way.
When he finally speaks, it’s to order me to spread my legs. His fingers trail down my skin where my inner thigh meets my pelvis. He barely brushes my clit and strokes the entrance to my pussy. All I want is to be fucked; I want his fingers, his cock, or a toy. Anything he wants to give me. Anything that will fill me up.
I push up, trying to gain contact. His response is immediate. He rolls me onto his lap, facedown with my hands straight out in front of me, and gives me a series of sharp slaps to my ass. I wiggle and gasp because they’re hard enough to sting, hard enough to leave red marks. I feel my cunt grow hotter and wetter.
I’m “borrowing” this illustration from Spanking Blog because I like the design of the portable spanking rail. Wouldn’t that be a handy bit of bedroom furniture?
It’s bad enough for a curvaceous girl to be exposed in the stocks in the public square — how soon are those pretty knees going to start hurting? — without some lecherous citizen running his creepy hand up her leg:
As soon as I saw the picture of this lovely piece of stainless steel, I imagined my sweetie tied in a spread eagle on the bed, and me pulling this thing out of a bowl full of water and ice cubes:
From JT’s Stockroom, of course.
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Here’s a fairly standard tattooed girl wearing a spider gag and some heavy chains. The look of apprehension on her face is a nice touch, but the real ominous bit is the visible IV bag hanging behind her:
You can get a better idea what’s going on by viewing the rest of the promotional materials for the shoot, but I’m not sure the purpose of the IV ever becomes clear without becoming a member. (It’s also possible that it’s actually an enema bag?) From Wired Pussy.
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