Bondage Blog

Now here’s an amusing conceit, courtesy (I am not making this up) of the Diesel jeans people: playing tic-tac-toe with whips.

Just don’t ask how they make the circles….

Wench Winching is, of course, one of the favorite sports of The Twisted Monk and his evil henchmen. (Hey, don’t yell at me, “evil” was the word The Monk used.) Now with video.

My grandmother used to have a step-by-step cookbook, in which the recipe for roasted chicken started “Step One: Catch a chicken.” You’d think that the sport of Wench Winching would be limited by that potentially tricky “First, find a winch wench” factor. You’d be wrong, apparently; Monk seems to get plenty of volunteers. {Lame BDSM joke about “beating them off with a stick” and likely futility thereof goes here.}

I think this photograph of Jade Marx and Jenni Lee pumping their fists in the air in seeming victory is lots of fun; the eye sees triumph, and then begins to fill in the details: dungeon, hanging hoop, bound wrists, bound ankles….

From Hogtied; and of course, there’s more.

Elsewhere on Bondage Blog:

• Flexible Slavegirl, Hogtied

Bondage anecdote:

L didn’t like oral sex, giving or receiving. She has a few hang ups, from her raising I’m sure, that she has reasoned into something like sensible positions. She says that oral sex is all about power. This all came out when she and I and a mutual friend were sitting in a bar talking, after the friend had said she was going to have to dump her current boy because she didn’t like the way his cum tasted. So we got on the subject and L made her case.The friend and I countered that it was all for fun, that it feels great and doing it is really hot. We got nowhere.

Now a bit later L and I are playing our one little bondage game (which actually is all about power). I have her tied up on the bed and the short version was that I went down on her and kept working and working. She flinched but never told me to stop, and even though it took me forever I kept on until she had three orgasms.

I don’t know which thing is more disturbing about this image: that the Japanese make these half-naked girl dolls, or that somebody spent an evening tying the dolls up in string bondage and photographing the resultant tableaux:

From Asian Fetish Blog.

I just can’t stop posting these vintage bondage pictures:

The following visual gem came to my attention via a long pedantic article on images of women in advertising. The author, in expounding on the overuse of images of passive receptive women, identifies (correctly, I think) this image as a bondage posture with invisible bondage:

Alas, she then terms the image “misogynist iconography”. Come again? Are there really still people in the world so narrow-minded and sexist that they see male hatred in every image that so much as hints at BDSM erotica? What about all the women who enjoy not only bondage, but the expression of their sexual power through the creation of bondage erotica? Apparently, such women (and the men who love them) aren’t allowed to exist in this author’s politically correct world.