My Fascination

You go from strength to strength, getting better all the time. The Supplement No 2 cover is beautiful in composition and colour tone; the drawings are imaginative (I like the way the artist’s mind works – bondage with humour) and the emerging interest in pneumoenclosure is gratifying. I fully concur with the “Sense of Peace” (A14, p 10) approach; it may be escape or temporary incapability to accept responsibility, but the mental rest and tranquillity are badly needed, certainly in my case. Pneumoenclosure with the concomitant loss of speech, vision and hearing enable this very nicely when combined with immobilising bondage. Continue reading “My Fascination” →

Bondage Suit For Two

I find the cover picture of A2 supplement hauntingly beautiful. I would like to be able to restrain and dress my wife like that and for her to do the same to me, but alas she is absolutely against such things and I live part of my life in fantasy. The cover photograph does however convey to me a feeling of immense submissiveness and complete domination without any trace of cruelty that is so often present. The positioning of the model on the pedestal is a final touch of genius.

I congratulate M.P. of Gwent on finding a responsive partner. I would like to pass on a few suggestions but they have only been tested in my mind. His specification for a bondage suit that can be shared is somewhat woolly, but depending on the degree of togetherness needed, the progression would seem to be

(a) A ‘sauna’ sack with twin neck holes.

(b) A ‘sauna’ sack with the lower half divided, this would allow one leg of both people in each leg, or both legs of one person per side. The sacks can be made as close fitting as needed.

(c) A large leotard with two necks but large armholes, and leg holes, fastening by zip on one side only.

(d) A cat suit with four arms and legs. This would need zip from buttock on one side, to buttock on the other, up the side and across to the side between the necks. The couple would enter it side by side, then turn either back to back or face to face and then zip) up.

(e) A cat suit with only two arms and legs. It would have two half legs and arms. The couple would first put in the common leg and arm side by side, again face to face or back to back and zip up. It would require two zips – one open-ended from ankle to wrist and one from mid-neck to wrist on the same side.

I regret that I shall never see any of these garments made, still less use one. But they could provide endless fun (especially if a few miscellaneous bits and pieces were placed in sack (a) first).

– J. H. Bristol

Pool Slave

My husband and I have been admirers of your magazine since it started, although we have never written to you before. He is a dental surgeon aged 45, and I am an M.D. of 36. We have been married for ten years and have developed a wonderful S/M relationship in rubber and bondage which, alas, because of our professions we can only seldom practise! Continue reading “Pool Slave” →

Skin Tight

I have a very small amount of latex, some of which I made into skin tight garments. I had a leotard made of thin, magenta latex I bought from Inn Skin. It fitted just like a beautiful tight second skin, and since it was long sleeved, high necked and had no fastenings, it took a good hour to get into it. I would then stick a compressed air hose into one sleeve and inflate the whole thing like a balloon. Continue reading “Skin Tight” →

Sense Of Peace

May I express my appreciation and thanks for the Bondage Supplement, and, indeed, for the magazine as well. Apart from its interest to ‘addicts’ like myself, I feel it does much good by showing all of us the universality of our ‘thing’. To this end I feel you will be well advised to use material supplied by your readers as far as possible. We all, I think, enjoy seeing real people in ‘uniform’ rather than the line drawings and the paid models shown in other expensive magazines. Like many of your readers I thought I was quite unique and, in consequence, I became more introverted and secretive. Then, more or less by accident, I saw a private German magazine and the light dawned: much, I may add, to my relief. Since those days I have come to accept that I am addicted to the pleasures of rubber and restriction. Continue reading “Sense Of Peace” →