Bondage Blog

Lilly writes in an introspective, almost poetic, way about a recent bondage session, and it’s fun to read. This is just a small excerpt:

And he takes out the rope, I’m naked, the moment it touches my skin I’m starting to be effected by it, not even in a sexual way at first, first I notice the chance in posture, sitting up straighter lowering my head. I put the collar around my neck and sit for him to tie forearms behind my back. I still on a stool and he’s going around me, coiling the rope around my body, right below and right under my breasts then pas the rope behind my arm pits and tie it in the back.

This is heavy, the rope’s thick, it’s a very different experience then my rope, which is stingy and smooth, it feels like wearing a heavy denim in compare to wearing cotton. I’m focused, not as much as I can be, but I’m very into it. He tells me to stand and tie my ankles and my thighs, I’m almost emobilized, I can’t stop breathing fast, panting, he lifts me and takes me to the bed, I suck his cock, trying to deep throat him again, but not doing as well as he want me to. He turns me around, face down and spank me a bit way too gently, I keep wanting to yell “more”.

I’ve always enjoyed the intricate body harnesses from the Japanese style of rope bondage. This drawing of a rope corset (by Patty from A Creative Spanked Wife) looks like great fun:

Thanks, Patty!

Sure, just at the moment she’s distracted by that little rattan cane going tappity-tap on the sole of her foot. But I’ve got one word for you: “Rosebud!”

All you need is a squirt of lube, gentlemen.

What an amazing bondage posture.

Of course, it’s from the evil fetish geniuses at Hogtied. And you can see the same pose from other angles here.

Elsewhere on Bondage Blog:

• Dave Naz: Dominating Her Ass
• Two Girls Tied In A Cabin
• Anal Sex In Bondage

Hitchhiker has written a hilarious song/poem mocking that certain sort of BDSM personal ad by the “Dom” who, one suspects, is still living in his parent’s basement dungeon. Tiny excerpt:

I’ll be firm, I’ll be kind
All your needs I’ll keep in mind
From emotional to sexual
(What do you mean, “intellectual”?)
Like a flower you can bloom
You’ll have lots of growing room
Though of course your independence you must waive….

Thanks to Mistress Matisse for the link.

I’ve got to share a sentence that made me laugh, that a search engine dragged up from a breathless teen-angst LiveJournal post of unreadable design:

I went to the BAR WITH [name, but] I was kicked out for being decked in bondage in a redneck bar and being underage with a nine tailed whip…BUT…It was the thought that counted…P.S. that boy is such a princess!!

Yup, it’s the thought that counts all right! She’ll go far. Team Teen Bondage for the win!

Elsewhere on Bondage Blog:

• Michelle Brown Sweating In Her Ropes
• Eighteen And In Bondage

I’ve had this image kicking around on my hard drive for quite awhile — it’s probably something I found on eBay back when that was a good place to buy vintage men’s magazines:

Jennifer, at her blog Activist On A Mission To Initiate Change, dashed off a two-paragraph ode to the joys of the zipper toy:

A zipper? Come on, you know what a zipper is? A sex toy. An SM toy. An implement of erotic torture. It’s where you to take a bunch of clothes pegs/clamps, drill holes in the ends, and put a long boot lace through them all and tie the ends together.

Next lay your partner down and apply said clips to area in need of attention. (inner thighs are a good place to start and work towards the hot spots of genitals, breasts, sternum) Pinch em tight! Clip them on in a nice neat row, and then move them about varying placement of them by an inch or so. Tug on those clips, then twist them back and forth. Then when good and ready, take a deep breath, tell your partner you love them and with one swift PULL, you rip the zipper along the persons body, thus removing all the pegs and sending them into a squirming mess of moans and groans. For the right masochist or those intense sensation seekers, this is a great toy to play with and an easy one to make.

Of course her male submissive play partner immediately tried to claim that making such a toy was a big deal job that would require special tools. Uh, sorry Buster! I wouldn’t want one of those near my wabbly bits either, but you can make it in twenty minutes with a cheap electric screwdriver and a two dollar drill bit. Of course, if it’s going anywhere near your own wabbly bits, you’ll probably want to take a little more time with the good sandpaper and some glossy black paint….