These delightful leashed-and-chained outdoor bondage photos were uploaded to a voyeurism forum many years ago. It looks like a mostly-deserted street, but it’s lit well enough to make this sort of shenanigans pretty risky, at least emotionally. I suppose this might be a jurisdiction where the constant friction between strippers and police has established those black strips of electrical tape as enough to avoid a public nudity charge:
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It is a lazy porn-blogger’s trope to ask “What would you do?” Specifically, what would you do if you had an afternoon you could spend in the dungeon with the luscious and flexible Katie Kush, while she stands helplessly on one leg, exposing everything?
Not only is it a lazy trope, but it’s a foolish question, too. What would we do? Better, or at least much faster, to ask what we would refrain from. Because it’s a much shorter list that way. What would we do? All of the things, man, all of the things!
Photos are from Tormented Bondage Slut, which is available through Kink Prime.
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Poor innocent newbie sub! She wanted so much to please her master, and playing in the barn genuinely sounded like fun. She remembered a really hot scene in one of her ebooks involving hay bales and baling twine and a riding crop and good-natured ravishment. “Yes, Sir!” Even when he broke out the cow suit, she was thinking “cosplay” and it sounded like fun. But she’s a city girl, right? If somebody had bothered to tell her that cattle prods were a thing that existed, she might have had second thoughts in time to do herself some good:
Artwork is by Sub-Lucy83.
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I’m not entirely sure which criminal mastermind decided to use a navigation buoy as a place to keep his kidnap victims, but I surely do hope for her sake that those waters are both warm and free of hungry sea creatures:
This is from an advertisement for detective fiction in the back pages of the fall 1949 issue of Action Stories.
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The trope of the helpless damsel bound and left on the railroad tracks to perish (unless her hero saves the day!) dates back to the era of silent movies and weekly adventure serials, at least. I wouldn’t be surprised if the first instance cropped up in popular culture 150 years ago. Unfortunately, the downside is that media from way back when tends to be so relentlessly chaste that our most vintage imperiled beauties are never naked. I thus prefer modern remixes of the trope that leave silly clothing off-screen:
This simple artwork is by NHComm.
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The pains and pleasures of picquerism crop up routinely in the darker and heavier corners of BDSM. You won’t find a lot of it here at Bondage Blog because it’s not my kink, but I can appreciate it more easily when it appears in the over-the-top sardonicism of an adult comic strip by Depuceleur:
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Let’s be honest, that collar is barely worthy of the name. It’s a fabric fashion faux-accessory that looks like she bought it in one of those mall shops for baby goths. On the other hand, it does appear that she’s diligently accepting real instruction in the valuable skill of pleasing kinky and demanding men, so all is not lost:
Photo is from a long-defunct site called Dual Throat.
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