Pulp Covers and the Art Critic

Growing up you get influenced don't you? Sometimes when the chemicals in your brain get formed and the wiring gets crossed, you wind up, if your lucky with a good solid fetish or two. Maybe three if you are a multi-tasker. My influences have been mentioned, but there's more....
Being an avid reader and art lover as a teen, I would peruse used book stores..  and in the magazine sections you'd stumble on pulp fiction and men's magazines of yester-year. Here I'd find wonderful bits of art that proved to me that I wasn't alone... They before me did this stuff because it sold... and then I found out about John Willie and then Irving Klaw... well, well. Granddad... had a fetish too it seems.
Here we can see fine examples done before the art became a cover and then the final.
Later however, we discover an art critic in our midst.... and she must be dealt with... perhaps a nice box tie and a room with a view.
'The Art Critic'

Keeping Her on a Pedestal

What better way to restrict her movement and keep her on the proverbial pedestal than to sell it to her. It lends itself to shaping her leg, it comes in many styles, heights, textures, colors and offers a window into her personal style like no other item she owns. Shoes are the window to the soul. And some just say.. "do me.. I can't run anyway".
High heels. Yummo.

This piece is titled 'Mobster's Moll'. I wonder if she goes in that trunk.

Bishops,Balls,Cleaves,Bits,Tapes,Gwens ...... Gags

Gags. There are many that think 'If she ain't gagged it's not bondage'.
How effective are they really? If only in the mind, an addition to humiliation, in addition to the binder/master is in control. We all know the sub really is anyways, but what purpose does it serve except to remind our playfriend that she is a true bottom. 'Gag her'. The throat is where sound comes from not the mouth. The mouth is an instrument that shapes sound. It's why it's amusing to see old movies where an over the mouth or 'Detective style' gag is emplyed. She's hidden away and our intrepid hero walks right on by cause he can't hear her. Some riggers have made it their mission to perfect the gag. The way I see it is ... the gag is a mind fuck. It is cool.
 "In the Engine Room". Strappado and Ballgag.

Office Space or Cubicle of Dispair

Our imaginary office has a dress code. No flip flops here, no casual Fridays either. The boss is a prick and you must address him as 'Sir', oh and the overtime is stringently enforced. The fact that an office setting is to many a familiar place and Miss Jennings in accounts payable is one we would just love to .... well let's just say rubber stamp.
This piece I entitled 'Monday 9am' got favoured on DeviantArt alot. I think in the top five or so. I imagined our subject is in possession of some valuable passwords we might need for an aggressive corporate takeover. We'll let her think it over for a spell and check in with her around what? 10:15am?.. to see if she is a little more chatty. "Bye for now Miss Jennings".