Here there is little confinement. The hands, for example, might be separated by as much as two or three feet of chain. These can be delightful ornaments to the dance of a slave girl. (She might, of course, be nude, save for bangles, bracelets, necklaces, bells, etc. She might wear only jewelry, and perhaps a chain.)

Humiliation ties.

You might or might not be interested in these. I have mixed feelings about some of them. In them the woman is not always displayed at her most beautiful. Generally a tie should enhance a woman’s beauty, not abuse it. One that I do find beautiful is the following. The girl kneels, her head to the floor, her ankles under her. Her neck is tied to her ankles; her wrists are then bound behind her back. This holds her head to the floor, in a beautiful submission posture. Also her whole body, with its delicious curvatures, is “packaged neatly,” confined into a lovely, vulnerable area. This is useful in “slave discipline.” I would not keep her this way, however, more than a minute or two, or it will become uncomfortable. One can always pretend she has been bound in this disciplining position for hours. If she really were, of course, she would be one wench eager to please her master when released. Another tie, which might or might not be regarded as a humiliation tie, is to throw the woman over the back of a low, heavy armchair or sofa, her wrists tied together before her and, by the same rope, running under the chair or sofa, tieing her ankles together. Her ass, then, is lifted into the air for your pleasure and penetration. A humiliation tie I would not recommend has the woman’s hands bound behind her back, and she lies on her back, her ankles tied together and fastened, on a strap about twenty inches long, about her neck. This lifts her cunt to you, most helplessly. This seems to me a bit rough.

The above ideas will perhaps suggest other possibilities to the reader.

It is perhaps important to remind ourselves, though it should be unnecessary, that love games are meant to be performed only between lovers, usually men and their wives. Without love there is not even fantasy, there is only exploitation and degradation. One objective of this book is to bring some of the less common but authentic pleasures of sex within the ambit of love. For many people, they have been there a long time. For others, there is no reason they should not be.

The important thing is to care for women, and love them.

The man who truly abuses a woman is not a man. He is no more than the freak who abuses animals or children. Fantasy can be delicious; but reality must, on the whole, be where we live.