Pillory Fucking: The Bondage Version Of Speed Dating
The “public use” fantasy in which a helpless woman is left tied and exposed for sex in a public place is a long-time fantasy staple, especially in the realm of hentai anime and manga fan art. Illustrations like the one above are scattered throughout the Bondage Blog archives, because I enjoy bondage sex and public humiliation themes. (Oh, really?) It doesn’t hurt that characters featured are often heroines drawn from throughout the realms of games, movies, and comics of every kind, so they are usually powerful, beautiful, and, not infrequently, pissed-off!
Of course, the truth of the matter is that actual bondage dating is somewhat slower and more laborious than regular dating as conducted by vanilla people. Even with modern internet assistance, it’s harder to find both a fetish connection and your desired romantic chemistry at the same time. Everyone who has ever suffered prolonged frustration with the fetish dating process may understand the fantasy of having access to (or being) a fully-objectified publicly available bondage sex amenity Riffing on the real-world-historical punishment of public confinement in the pillory or stocks, many fantasy artists have “gone there” by exploring the enormous potential of pillories as bondage sex furniture. No looking, no negotiating, just walk up to the platform in the middle of the town square and jam what ya got into an available hole:
Of course, it’s impossible to make artwork like this without setting it in a backstory, and if you’re viewing it without knowing the backstory, it’s impossible not to speculate about what the backstory might be. One common observation is that women (or, let’s be realistic here, anybody) finding themselves stuck in this situation are going to be kept pretty busy, front and back, without a whole lot of free time to anguish over their bad luck or poor choices or whatever malevolent turns of fate put them there:
On the other hand, check out the fancy business attire on not only the woman stuck in this open-air sex pillory, but on the man who is enjoying her:
It’s hard to escape the implication that he’s someone who knows her, isn’t it? A co-worker, perhaps a subordinate from before she was convicted of embezzlement… so many possibilities!
Thanks for posting this. Pillories are without a doubt the most effective bondage sex device ever made. The subject is rendered helpless in a matter of mere seconds and in a most demeaning way. I love the way the boobs hang and that aft entrances are virtually indefensible, almost inviting, in the traditional “bent over” position. Even more maddening for the sub is that she cannot see what you’re about to do. All she can do is take it.
In the case of the much-used brunette in the medieval town square (with the guy reading from a scroll, etc.), I get a strong feeling, from the way she is dressed (to the extent she remains dressed) that she is a military leader, perhaps of an armed rebellion. Clearly she lost.
Oh, uniforms, not business suits? Could be!
Speaking as a willing victim of pillory sex, once in it there is no escape and with a blindfold on you have no clue who is doing what. The women though were rougher than the men!
To satisfy Cardy’s curiosity: Without going into too much detailing, said brunette condemned to a rather humiliating fate in the town square actually happens to be a witch, with little to no military involvement. I like the backstory you came up with, however.