Recently, the lovely Ms. Candyland posted about her own experience of bondage snobbery… and ya know, it got me thinking. I’m becoming quite a bit of a bondage snob myself.
I caught myself asking my playmate in the wee morning hours, “Babe, why are all the good rope sluts obsessed with hemp rope? Is it really softer than bamboo?”
He chuckled before answering. “No. But it’s definitely cheaper. I think it’s the affordable luxury,” he said.
We all have our limits and our limitations–whether they be imposed by emotions, physical boundaries, our pocketbook, mere preferences, or contracts we have in our relationship(s). I want to acknowledge that. For me, bondage snobbery isn’t about being better than an-other… it’s about treating myself to wonderful and delicious things that make me feel sexy and sensual and embodied.
For instance, I just don’t feel that extra spark in a cheap pair of fuzzy handcuffs the same way I do in a handcrafted pair of steel shackles. I can’t tell you the hows and wherefores of it, but it’s just one of my things. A kink, if you will, a fetish… something that turns me on. That makes me hot. That gets my motor going. And my pussy dripping.
That said, recently I reviewed the Serious Shackles by Dungeon Delights and I fell head-over-heels in love. I’m still desperately in love with them. But I thought it was time to treat myself to something more challenging… more hard-core… tougher… stronger… and that’s where the Massive Bondage Shackles by Dungeon Delights come into play.
Now, I reviewed the same color–that oh-so-soothing medieval silver steel with a clear powdercoat finish. I thought it only fair for comparison’s sake. My pair of Massive Bondage Shackles are also fitted for my wrists (just like my Serious Shackles), but something different happens to me when they’re put on by a lover and locked into place. I get giddy almost immediately. And it’s this cross between giddy and sub-space. And I bonded with them. (Yes, emotionally.) And I didn’t want them ever to be taken off of me. I melted into a puddle of girl.
Now, keep in mind that the Massive Bondage Shackles by Dungeon Delights are serious business. I’m not going to call them cute. I’ll opt for sexy-as-all-fuck. They’re heavy-as-all-hell, too. And once they’re on and locked, they aren’t budging. They’re not going anywhere. Rest assured.
“Just about as big as we can go, these massive shackles are ¼” thick, 2? wide and each shackle is one heavy SOB. We use 3/8? chain, double our normal chain size. They come with our large clasp for full size locks or for an extra $15.00 we will make up a set with bolted plate latches that use a 3/8? Allen headed bolt to keep them shut.
You name your size, chain links, color and clasp choice; we will make them up custom just for you. 3/8? chain measures 2? per link and 8 interlocked links comes out to about 12?. Wicked awesome shackles from Dungeon Delights LLC, get your bondage gear here.”
–from Dungeon Delight’s store description
For the first few hours, I was ecstatic to be locked into the Massive Bondage Shackles. Even when they were locked behind my back, and I was stuck lying on them, throughout various kinky affairs, I was a happy kitten. But then I started to wane. The weight got to me. Or rather, it got to my wrist bones. I didn’t safeword, but my partner noted my discomfort and asked if I wanted them removed.
I shook my head emphatically. They were my babies. If he took them off I’d be heartbroken. And what kind of a bondage snob would I be if I wasn’t up to my own challenge? They stayed on. For hours more. Granted, our playtime-romp was more than sufficient to distract from the sheer challenge of wearing Dungeon Delight’s Massive Bondage Shackles continuously.
And even though (this time), we weren’t doing any suspension-play with them, I still found myself immobile for lengthy periods of time with my arms above my head, wrists in the Massive Bondage Shackles, and lots of tugging and squirming did occur. (Apparently, ladies & gents, I’m a squirmer. Even when in bondage. Hee.)
By the time we removed the shackles, for no other reason so that I could have use of my hands (hell–I had even showered with them earlier and goddamn was that sexy as fuck… the way the water droplets collected on the powdercoating… the way I had to be all lathered up because my hands were restrained by the Massive Bondage Shackles… the mutual vulnerability and power-rush… and challenge), we found that my wrists had been slightly nicked up here-and-there, and also that my wrist bones were quite badly bruised on each side. Bruised enough that it hurt for him to kiss them. Yes. Gently. Ouch!
Now, I’m not saying that I was miserable. Quite the opposite, lovelies. I was laughing and my eyes were sparkling through it all, and I was quite a puddle of girl (as aforementioned). But when we took out my sparkly purple starlight Serious Shackles to downgrade, after the matching collar was locked around my neck, we found that my wrists were even too tender for that old & faithful love (albeit in a new, insatiable color!).
Arabella hasn’t been in shackles since … well … hours before she wrote this post. And she’s going through withdrawal, lovelies. Bondage snobbery can hurt, indeed.
If you’re into bondage, but not a snob, I recommend ordering up 1/2? to 1? in size and wearing exercise sweatbands on your wrists (that you can find at any sporting goods store) underneath your Massive Shackles to protect your wrist bones from bruising and damage. Or, if you’re that kind of masochist and definitely a bondage snob, and think you can take it, go right ahead and try.
Are you up for the challenge?
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Just remember, Dungeon Delights and Mistress Arabella’s Bombshells & Rockstars are not responsible for any harm or injury you may incur while trying to prove your bondage snobbery or boost your ego. We prefer you safe and happy. We care.
Blissfully yours,
Mistress Arabella xxo
P.s. Are you an even bigger bondage snob? Want to protect your wrist bones and feel the rush of cold steel against hot flesh? Check out the custom-made oval shackles by Dungeon Delights.
Disclaimer: This product was provided free-of-charge by Dungeon Delights for the purpose of unbiased review. This review is in compliance with the guidelines set forth by the FTC.
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Thanks a lot for the insightful content this specific infos really usefull!! I am going to share this with all of my friends!!! Everybody ought to take the time to post posts nearly as good as this one and not saturate the web with nothing…!
I am not a snob… Just someone looking to try new things..interesting that there are so many types of ropes.. I had mainly used silk scarves but now mmmm… will have to think about it.. Had used handcuffs as I was in law enforcement for a time in my military career.. Used my issued cuffs and the position we got into.. Thanks for the food for thought.. I am an example of you are never too old to learn…
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There might be a good reason to have shackles that big, for instance if David Banner* was your sub, but they look absolutely gorgeous. Given that the smaller ones are probably just as pretty and just as well made, I think those would work better for most applications. After all, the your nights injuries should be inflicted by cane, flogger, or paddle, not by smacking your nose with a giant shackle chain while squirming. ~G.C. *The Incredible Hulk for all the non-geeks
Hmmm. Point taken. I feel told. *Goes off, giggling, to pout.*
I’ve held/knotted/petted both hemp and bamboo rope. Bamboo is SOFT. Oh-so-soft. Pliant like a wet noodle. I call it Kitten Rope. Ever felt Bamboo sheets? They’re softer and more “broken in” feeling than the highest thread count cotton sheets, straight out of the package. Anywho. There’s a reason that most rope bondage people stick with the hemps – its got grip, and a little bite. It can get decently soft after a lot of use, absorbing body oil and heat. But I think that the “grip” of the hemp holds the knots of shibari in exact place better than bamboo might. Also I don’t know if bamboo would leave the lovely track-marks that hemp does.
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Thanks, Dangerous Lilly. I’ve got my eye set on the new violet wand rope… bamboo with copper wire intertwined. And when knotted, it does leave lovely track-marks… *giggles* But gosh, I must run out & get bunches of rope to play and explore! I’ve always played more with other restraints. Just breaking into rope now. And what an education it is! xo.