Archives for February 2008
Kinky Bondage Session
Dodds connected the respirator hose to the fitting at Mandy’s mouth,
and the stomach tube to another enema bag on a stand. At last, with a
flick of the switch, the little unit started with a hum, pumping with
an alternating hiss.
Dodds walked back to her supine form and experimentally wiggled each of
the plugs where they were attached to those outlandish looking
breasts. The anonymous but shapely figure within moaned with delight (
or frustration ), but did not move visibly. He looked over the
connections at her mouth, the air hose, the seal of the stomach tube,
the tubing from her rear. Satisfied that all was as it should be, he
began to spread old newspapers around her rigid form and the panel.
This done, he wheeled over the other equipment dolly that had stood
waiting in the corner for this very moment…
FM goes to Tokyo
About 3 months ago, a Japanese company called Baby Entertainment contacted Kink.com with an interest in purchasing some Fucking Machines. What started off as a chance encounter developed into Kink.com’s first ever DVD distribution deal. After spending a week in San Francisco, Baby Entertainment invited Fuckingmachines.com to Tokyo to shoot content for 4 DVDs to be released in Japan. Tomcat and his crew headed East for one of the most fascinating and challenging adventures in FM history. After a week of countless miscommunications, cultural differences and heightened perspectives, the crew returned home with a new appreciation for Japanese kinkiness. The DVDs, two of which were released this week, not only represent a successful collaboration with Baby Entertainment but also the first of many projects that will increase the accessibility of Kink.com’s material by putting it into the hands and DVD players of the global public.
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“Ever since I watched your slave Flora suffer this at your hands, I’ve
longed to try it out on you,” Dodds announced softly.
Apparently the ear plugs, covered by the helmet’s thick pads, prevented
her from hearing, for she gave no sign.
When the glue had dried, Dodds guided her backward to the edge of the
slab, positioning her feet with care. He opened his glue can again,
and coated the entire back of her suit with the latex cement. When he
was satisfied with the job, he stood astride her body, and after
threading her enema tube through a small hole, slowly leaned her back
onto the slab.
Moving with care, he firmly pressed each portion of her body against
the layer of glue, permanently bonding her suit to the slab. A few
more touches of glue cemented her arms, hands, even each finger down to
the rigid platform.
For a few moments, he left the room. The distant sound of a car door
slamming was heard… …but within her rubber prison, Mandy heard
nothing. She squirmed a bit, marvelling at the wholly pleasant
sensation of being enveloped in a warm and slippery womb. The dildo
pushed in a bit as she moved, and she tried to encourage it. She found
that she could shift a few inches within the thick rubber suit. This
also had the pleasant effect of massaging her breasts within their
cups. It felt delicious, but it wasn’t quite enough.
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He manhandled her over to her standing bondage rack and
strapped her up to it. For a moment, he admired her exquisite shape.
Although she certainly didn’t have the body of a Cosmo cover girl, the
shiny black latex covering her body made her, in Mr. Dodds eyes, the
ideal woman. Each curve of her body, the long, muscular legs, her
ample hips, was made silky-smooth by the wonderful material. If she
didn’t have the more classic beach beauty figure that Flora sported, it
was of no matter, he preferred his women to look like WOMEN, not
girls.
The additions to the suit gave her a sexier, postmodern look. The
huge, rounded cones of her breasts jutting straight out, and the
mounded cleft between her legs, emphasized her female shape to the
point of caricature. She might be a modern store-window mannequin,
Dodds thought, but one that few window dressers would dare display.
With a sigh, he returned to his work. He got out a large tin of latex
glue and carefully painted-in Mandy’s outline upon the slab. While it
dried, he examined a set of hoses and fittings attached to the
equipment in the corner, handling them lovingly.
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Shortly she was forcibly lowered to the floor, and she felt Dodds’
hands brush her side as he did something around her body. She
shivered, her sense of touch overly sensitive due to her isolated
state. Before long though, she was standing again, only to find
herself being walked over to, and strapped into, the upright rack she
had built herself.
Dodds smiled grimly as he switched on the light. He paused inside the
door, gazing around the room in anticipation. The spraying equipment
stood ready in one corner of the room, the respirator in another. To
one side stood Mandy’s circular bondage board, a motorized, padded
wooden slab to which a slave could be fastened and rotated. He had
already prepared the table on which he would mount his specimen: in the
middle of the floor sat a large platform, tilted on bearings, like a
giant see-saw. A shaft connected under one side disappeared into a
large machine on the floor. The panel was nothing more than a full
sheet of 1″ plywood, over which he had laminated a thick black rubber
sheet with latex cement. He lay Mandy back upon the table, then
carefully chalked her outline on it.