Making Girl Soup
I think this is just a makeshift winter bathing method in a place with inadequate indoor plumbing, but when I see it, I can’t help thinking of all those old cartoons of the jungle cannibals making soup:
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What a cutie! I hope she is wearing thick leather boots, so the soles of her feet won’t be seared by the metal bottom nearest the flame.
I am being only a little kind here. I just prefer she experience the warmth where the liquid is warmest, at its surface. Maybe she noticed that the liquid came exactly to crotch-height, and, not suspecting that we carefully measured for this beforehand, she shrugged it off as coincidence when she entered the barrel.
So we take pictures, and after a while, she smiles ingratiatingly and asks us, “Hey guys, it’s…uh…getting a little hot in here. Do you think you can help me out?”
We smile back and say, “Of course.” Then we tie her wrists behind her back.
And remind her that this was a bondage photoshoot after all, and we haven’t even started yet.