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Don’t Go Buy Pasta While She’s Tied Up

Friday, May 10th, 2013 -- by Bacchus

This is a refreshing bit of Canadian jurisprudence. A tragic tale of death resulting from consensual but ill-advised bondage practices, and the charge brought was, accordingly, criminal negligence:

MONTREAL – A man convicted of manslaughter through criminal negligence after his girlfriend died during an experimental weekend of sado-masochistic sex has been ordered to serve a one-year prison term.

Patrick Deschatelets, 46, a Montreal firefighter, learned his sentence Thursday morning at the Longueuil courthouse during a hearing before Quebec Court Judge Claude Provost.

Deschatelets met the woman through a club for adults interested in sado-masochistic sex, in which one partner plays a dominant role while the other acts submissive. The victim had much less experience in such role-playing activities than Deschatelets. According to evidence heard during the trial, Deschatelets and the woman agreed to spend a weekend at his house, in February 2008, experimenting with role-playing activities.

On the day she died, the woman, who wrote about her experiences that weekend in a sort of diary on a computer, agreed to be bound in chains – with her feet fully restrained but touching the floor – with a metal collar around her neck. Deschatelets had the elaborate apparatus set up in his basement.

At one point, he stepped out to buy pasta for their dinner and when he came back, he found the woman unconscious and slumped forward in the chains. Using techniques he learned as a firefighter, he tried to revive the woman but she died of asphyxiation. It was later determined she had passed out from fatigue, slumped forward and was choked by the metal collar.

My impression is that the woman’s blog (aka “some sort of diary on a computer”) was very important to the defense, establishing a context of consent and doubtless saving the defendant from more serious charges. But there’s no excuse — not even her consent matters here — for leaving someone unsupervised and helpless in bondage that could compromise their breathing. It’s kind of amazing to see that the case was processed based on the actual criminal acts, rather than being treated as a kinky sex crime.

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Handcuffs And Falling Panties

Saturday, May 12th, 2012 -- by Bacchus

Remember all the cute pictures illustrating the “her panties fell down” fetish? Allow me to refresh your memories:

More Falling Panties

Badly Secured Clothing
Celery Plus Gravity Minus Panties Equals Art

Well, apparently the fetish has even infected that part of the BDSM community that likes to keep women handcuffed in crumbling brick basements:

handcuffed girl in crumbling basement has lost her panties and doesn\'t dare pull them up again while her owner/master is watching

Tumblr source: here.

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Enjoying A Chained Man

Thursday, June 2nd, 2011 -- by Bacchus

I wasn’t planning to post any more Manara art right now, but then I saw this, and they do say turnabout is fair play. I don’t post enough stuff that shows dominant women, because I don’t see very much that seems authentic (in a narrow sense I just now made up where “authentic” means something like “she’s enjoying the situation on her own terms, rather than playing a role to cater to his fantasies”.) Bizarre though it may be to use a word like authentic in connection with made up scenes in art, this one struck me that way:

femdom bondage scene by Milo Manara

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Walkies For Christina Ricci

Tuesday, January 12th, 2010 -- by Bacchus

I enjoyed the movie Black Snake Moan when it came out, mostly because of Samuel L. Jackson’s strong performance. But Christina Ricci chained up didn’t hurt the picture, and the movie posters to that effect just might have influenced my decision to go and see the film. Here she is returning from an unscheduled and unauthorized walkabout:

Christina Ricci bondage

Via Bondage Blog.

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Hercules In Chains

Thursday, April 30th, 2009 -- by Bacchus

There’s gotta be somebody reading this blog who will enjoy a man this buff in chains that heavy:

chained Hercules looking very buff

Click for an uncropped version, where you can see this is from Le fatiche de Ercole (The Labors Of Hercules) made in 1958.

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Elves In Bondage

Tuesday, November 25th, 2003 -- by Bacchus

Slash fiction isn’t usually much on the menu around here. But in keeping with the theme from Sunday, I can’t resist posting this little gem involving the practical jokes of elves. Herewith: What to Do with a Tied Up Marchwarden by Khylaren and Larien Elengasse:

The proud marchwarden of Lothl?rien was nude and trussed neatly like a wild turkey, left for the seneschal of Rivendell to find.

“Well,” he drawled softly, crouching down next to Haldir. “Someone left me a wee gift.” He grinned inwardly as he saw the Marchwarden stiffen at the insult. There was nothing small about the L?rien Elf, and Glorfindel knew it. Broad shouldered and slim hipped; the other warrior was easily as tall as the Vanya.

Haldir’s eyes narrowed above the gag that prevented him from speaking, but his expression was plainly read; this was not his idea.

His perfect lips pursed slightly as he considered his options. Ravishment? No, he did not think that would do at all, for Haldir did not seem to be the type to be ravished. Seduction? Ah, yes, that was the answer. It was the key to unlocking the chains of composure that bound Haldir so tightly. The question was, how to seduce such a creature, and make him give into the need he so obviously suffered from? And to make him delight in giving in to it.

Haldir turned his head to the side, studying the shadowed profile of the Elf lying next to him, wondering if Glorfindel had fallen into reverie. He was embarrassed, humiliated, and angry at the seneschal’s treatment of him; swatting his behind like a naughty Elfling! And then leaving him this way, trussed up with nowhere to go, and nothing to do but feel the delicious ache of desire that had build steadily within him. He closed his eyes in frustration, and felt the mattress dip slightly as Glorfindel rolled to face him.

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