BDSM RTV NEWS!!!!

07 september 2008

All tied up!

Source: www.ebar.com

If the thought or sight of bondage has ever given you a tingle, I think you'll find filmmaker Van Darkholme's Bondo Gods series stimulating. In a note at his website www.MuscleCore.com, Van D. claims that his are "the next generation in bondage videos." And in the attractiveness of the settings, the quality of their bondage and their technical qualities, the films are an appreciable improvement from the mostly pitiful movies that have been commonly available

The standard playroom/dungeon of yore was a sorry place, a laundry room at the back of someone's garage disguised with black plastic garbage bags. Van Darkholme's upgraded it. By paneling what may be the same space in his house with blond wood planking, he's devised an expansive-feeling, lighter place. More important is his interest in cock. I don't know if I could sit around and jack off to the sight of tied-up guys. But I'm famously phallocentric, and Van D. caters to me: there's almost always a hard-on front and center, a gorgeous blossom rising swollen and slick from its flower bed of rope. I can jack to that! In doing so, he's brought me to groove on his artful application of the Japanese style of bondage known as Shibari.

Instead of merely immobilizing or restraining the sub, Shibari is interested in the intricate patterns in the knotting, and the pleasure derived from the pressure and strain of the ropes as they squeeze the chest or the genitals. It's gentler than BDSM, almost bondage as performance art.

Not that Van D.'s movies are arty. They're sex movies. You can watch a writhing bundle of bound muscle, slobber to the sight of a lashed pecker bulging out of its roping, then find fuller release in cocksucking, fucking, even an infrequent fisting (that would be in Vol. 4). Van Darkholme goes in for gut-punching, nipple clamps, shower scenes, beautifully staged suspensions, and cum control, which edges a sub toward climax only to withhold it til he begs. Other volumes of the series include spandex/latex wear, electro play, and a further short-list of fetishistic folderol.

The credits for Bondo Gods Vol. 7 run over the sight of gaunt Lars Svenson, lavishly lashed and floating in mid-air in a horizontal suspension, his pecker poking down at the floor. Nothing happens; he groans, sways side to side a bit, while the camera savors his knotty helplessness. The first full scene finds several captives in the playspace. Neither biker dude Malcolm Roberts nor scrawny long-hair Omar is much of a performer, but energetic, raunchy exhibitionist Dak Ramsey makes up for them. All three are wearing arousing jock-style see-thru briefs; we later find that what helps their boners bulge so big is the cord wound tight round their cock and balls. Ramsey bonks their bones together; Van Darkholme strips them, sucks them harder, and leaves them, still bound, to wave those sturdy poles around. The pair then service Dak; he fucks them back.

The second scene finds Van D. in a tastefully appointed living room, entertaining Richie Fine. I've missed this bad boy, and was glad to see him. He soon finds himself tied with arms outstretched between a pair of columns. Richie always seems like he's getting more than he bargained for ? sex is a torment that puts him, with whimpers and moans, on the edge of tears. After Richie's artfully bound, Van D. sternly takes him there in this scene, with gut-punching and a brief flogging. I liked it better still when Richie was spread-eagled on the dining-room table, or left on a bed with arms and legs tied behind him, thrusting his solid, large cock into greater prominence as he struggles forlornly against the ropes. Van D. applies a massaging wand to Richie's cockhead, puts clothespins on his nipples, a metal bit in his mouth, and jacks him off, but edging him, making him beg for release.

Then Dak Ramsey is paired with Lars Svenson. Dak excels at suffering and straining, but breaks loose to torment his partner with an urgent fuck and some extended cum control. A bonus scene presents straight porn star Jeremy Steele looking swell in bondage. He's a handsome man, with a handsome hard-on, and though nothing actually happens, he looks good enough trussed and writhing to make you cum. And when he cums, he spurts sharp and high. Then Dak Ramsey has an encore in which, again, nothing happens, but he's a sensational sight bound to a 4x4 upright, with surgical clamps stretching his nipples taut, and his painfully swollen cock nearly as red as the bright red ropes that bind him.