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Bondage In Everyday Life has some excellent new pictures in its Gagged In Protest section, including this very thorough black electrical tape gag:

No word on what she’s protesting against.

Neko writes:

Playing Trivial Pursuit is good.
Playing strip poker is better.
Playing bondage Scrabble is best.

Bondage Scrabble? I want to know more. Are there special rules? Or do I simply tie my sweetie up in a nice tight rope harness and make her place the tiles with her teeth?

You know how stage magicians are always putting their pretty assistants into padlocked boxes, or chaining them up? Apparently some of them like to practice; it seems Penn (of Penn & Teller) has a bondage dungeon right off his bedroom.

And did we mention the bondage room off the master suite?

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Just off Jillette’s leopard-themed bedroom (which he shares with his privacy-preferring girlfriend) is a mirrored walk-in closet whose centerpiece is a harness suspended from the ceiling. There are some whips, a few restraints and a one-way mirror to check for intruders.

“Actually,” he adds, “there are a few rooms here I really can’t show you at all.”

Thanks to Mistress Matisse for spotting the link.

Here’s an utterly classic Bettie Page bondage photograph:

These two lovely slave girls must be focusing all their attention on the sensitive anatomy covered by their crotch ropes. With a few gallons of water in those buckets (a pint’s a pound the world around, so shall we say, perhaps 25 pounds per bucket?) all supported by one thin pussy rope, I doubt the ladies are thinking about anything but those few square centimeters between their legs:

Aficionados will recognize the brick dungeon and tight ropework for which Hogtied is so justifiably famous. From this shoot found at Spank Slaves Spanking TGP.

Elsewhere on Bondage Blog:

• Vintage Rope Rider
• Crotch Rope Bondage
• Dangling In Bondage
• Contortionist In Bondage
• Jungle Bondage

Every bondage fan has to love the old Wonder Woman comics. Here she is all tied up, worrying about how to control the neutrons:

From alt. binaries. pictures. erotica. bondage.

Vikki wrote an interesting post about kinky people in the closet. Specifically, she marveled at all the kinky people who go to great lengths to prevent even their closest friends from learning that they are kinky.

I’m here to tell you: it’s a lot more fun being a little bit relaxed with your friends. When I first got to the big city as a young and clueless virgin, I knew that there were such as thing as bondage magazines because I had read (years before) a breathless story in Ms. Magazine (my mother’s subscription) by a woman who was shocked and horrified to find a copy of a “Cheerleaders in Bondage” magazine under her teen son’s bed. When I finally found myself in the sort of place (oh, paradise!) that had really comprehensive porn stores, I hunted down the store that could sell me some bondage magazines, but then I kept them in a locked portable filing cabinet under my bed. Eventually I had several locked filing cabinets — but I gave my friends not one hint. I lived in terror that someone might find out.

Thank the gods I eventually grew up!

Fast forward ten years. I’m back in small town America. There’s a pair of thumb cuffs hanging from a push pin between the two windows of my apartment. A platonic female friend (too crazy to be a romantic interest) spots the thumb cuffs. “What are those?”

Evil grin. “Put your thumbs out like this, and I’ll show you.”

Unfortunately she’s an MIT graduate, so I didn’t get to complete the demonstration. But the attempt was WAY more fun than cringing in terror.