Bondage Blog

Here’s an animated .gif of an anime girl in chains and having a little fun:

For real women having bondage sex, click here.

Elsewhere on Bondage Blog:

• Animated Bondage Sex
• Bondage Shagging: Animated
• Spin The Girl
• Half-Drowned And Fucked From Behind
• Bikini Bondage In Motion
• Bondage 'Toon Gets Ravished

Deep in the archives at ErosBlog I found this amazing site: Bondage In Everyday Life. It’s a huge archive of mostly non-sexual (but often sexy) bondage pictures that aren’t (intentionally) bondage porn. Here, for instance, a helpless wench is enjoying her time tied in the tickling stocks at a Renaissance Faire:

An amazing site worth many a visit.

Elsewhere on Bondage Blog:

• Vintage Bondage Foot Tickling
• Ren Fair Bondage Foot Tickling
• Feet Tickling In The Stocks
• Bondage At The Faire
• Bondage Wives: In The Pillory

What is this, a bridal shower gone terribly right?

All I can say is, I want to see the video. Especially the bit after their dresses come off.

Another Usenet nugget from my hard drive.

Elsewhere on Bondage Blog:

• A New Bride's Bondage Anal Probing
• Gagged Bridal Party
• Bondage Wedding Celebration
• Blowjob Training For Brides
• Gagging The Bridal Party

…is a pearl beyond price. Just listen to kinky and try to disagree:

Quite frequently, Sir and i end up demonstrating bondage technique for friends. i’m particularly flexible (i can get my elbows together behind my back, and put my ankles behind my head), so i make a good model, and Sir is quite talented with rope, so he makes a good instructor.

We usually start off with some simple poses.. some wrist binding, and a quick body harness. But without fail, within the first few minutes of a demo, i pipe up in the cutest voice i can possibly muster:

“And the hog-tie? Can we? Please?”

While i do admit a certain amount of pride in my bendiness and in Sir’s skill, that’s not why this is my favorite position to demo. The truth of the matter is that no matter how un-sexual the demo is, no matter how much clothing i’m wearing or how many people are watching, the hog-tie position sends me flying straight into subspace within half a minute.

Elsewhere on Bondage Blog:

• Hanging Like Ripe Fruit
• Flexible Slavegirl, Hogtied
• Contortionist In Bondage

Here’s a random public bondage picture from Usenet. She’s cute in tape!

“Now, just hold those wrists out for some more tape….”

Elsewhere on Bondage Blog:

• Public Disgrace Is LIVE!
• Public Bondage, Public Disgrace
• Duct Taped Bondage Girl
• Gagged Sweetheart
• Bondage Fun With Duct Tape

Here’s an excerpt from an amusing bondage story:

He had removed the crimson silk cravat around her neck; that was now jacking open her jaws and filling her mouth to bursting. He had then sealed that in with duct tape wound around her head until there was a shiny surface from under her nose to the point of her chin. Next he had wound further tape under her chin and up over her hair so stopping her moving her jaws down. When he had finished her cries were meaningless explosions of air through her nose- no use to her.

He had then gone behind her and forced her arms up over her shoulder blades as in a “half- nelson” so her fingers touched the back of her neck. Carefully he pressed her elbows together so they joined tied her wrists together with leather straps which he pulled from a bucket of water he had brought with him. Another wet strap cinched those bonds tight. Next her elbows were similarly secured so that they joined behind her back. More straps around her breasts imprisoned her upper arms safely to her body. Her hands pointed skywards in a very uncomfortable way and she rapidly realised she had no way of bringing them down or moving them at all.

A thick strap was then belted around her waist and a long thin leather thong joined at the front, pulled down between her legs and around the waist strap before being brought up to the front again wound round and the whole movement repeated, then tied off. This thong worked its way between her legs and pressed on her sex. At first she wondered why the straps were wet and seemed loose, but they soon dried out and tightened up horribly.

She was going nowhere; but now, he played a game by making her mount a saddle he had secured to her saddle horse set in the middle of her tack room (within shouting distance, normally, of her house and the Weston’s next door). More straps pulled her legs tightly down and together under the saddle.

Now, the wet leather came into its own as it dried and pulled her legs down to the base, all the time forcing her to sit on the leather between her legs which was pressed into a sensitive place.

From “Charlotte’s Great Event” by Charles Spencer.

There’s nothing gender-specific about bondage; lots of guys like to be tied up too. But I’m a guy who likes to tie up girls. Being tied up doesn’t do much for me. And so Blogtied is going to be mostly about men tying up women. I’ll try to remember to put in other stuff when I see it, but don’t expect too much.