<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7734809874182464298</id><updated>2011-10-27T06:38:20.727-04:00</updated><title type='text'>The Deane's List</title><subtitle type='html'>Rants and Ramblings of a dangerous mad man .. or just a perverted ol' man who happens to be a bondage producer, rigger, photographer, videographer and too much else to think about or remember</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://robertdeane.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7734809874182464298/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://robertdeane.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Robert Deane</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>34</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7734809874182464298.post-3022137985986045975</id><published>2011-08-22T20:27:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2011-08-22T20:56:53.286-04:00</updated><title type='text'>There have been lots of times</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-2Mt_J8KSH44/TlL0uYP0yxI/AAAAAAAAACI/0Jnk48qBVf4/s1600/YahooDPSammi45a_8501.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 294px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5643842360668637970" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-2Mt_J8KSH44/TlL0uYP0yxI/AAAAAAAAACI/0Jnk48qBVf4/s320/YahooDPSammi45a_8501.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have been in this crazy biz for a little over 11 years (not including the time I had a &lt;em&gt;free site&lt;/em&gt; courtesy of AOHell). And during that period of time there have been moments that I just wanted to fold up the tent .. close up shop ... shutter the windows. However you want to describe it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Everything from several heart attacks (one of which included 19 days in the hospital, when someone I trusted walked away from me), venom spread by the unknowing to the ignorant, and the sh*tty economy to some days just being tired.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;But also for one reason or another I didn't. And I am glad of that.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;If you &lt;em&gt;really&lt;/em&gt; want to know what keeps me going, what keeps this ol' mans heart pumping, is being involved in producing something like this photo. Not a bondage newbie, though she hasn't been in the biz that long, she's a sweet young bondage damsel who will &lt;em&gt;rock your world&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;If it wasn't for her, and others like her, I might probably be learning the phrase &lt;em&gt;would you like fries with that burger, sir?&lt;/em&gt; But she &lt;strong&gt;is&lt;/strong&gt; a part of my business life. I like it that way; and if the truth be known, she does, too.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;This series will be on the sites soon&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.bondagedamsels.com/"&gt;http://www.bondagedamsels.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;and&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.bondagedamselstokens.com/"&gt;http://www.bondagedamselstokens.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'll let you know when that happens. That's a promise. To you .. and to her!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7734809874182464298-3022137985986045975?l=robertdeane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://robertdeane.blogspot.com/feeds/3022137985986045975/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7734809874182464298&amp;postID=3022137985986045975' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7734809874182464298/posts/default/3022137985986045975'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7734809874182464298/posts/default/3022137985986045975'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://robertdeane.blogspot.com/2011/08/there-have-been-lots-of-times.html' title='There have been lots of times'/><author><name>Robert Deane</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-2Mt_J8KSH44/TlL0uYP0yxI/AAAAAAAAACI/0Jnk48qBVf4/s72-c/YahooDPSammi45a_8501.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7734809874182464298.post-4418691940026649970</id><published>2011-08-22T20:06:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2011-08-22T20:17:05.549-04:00</updated><title type='text'>It  has been forever</title><content type='html'>Yes, it feels like it has been &lt;em&gt;forever&lt;/em&gt; since I posted here. A few days short of two years. And as we were updating the website, my webmaster (&lt;em&gt;he of great talent and lots of patience&lt;/em&gt;) asked me if I wanted to continue it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was going to be a simple answer: &lt;strong&gt;no&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But then I realized its history, nearly tens years ago with an blog called &lt;strong&gt;Rants and Ramblings&lt;/strong&gt;. And decided that it ws time to give it another try.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are many other places where you and read what is clearly either my words of wit or so much sh*t ...one of which is my FetLife page.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.fetlife.com/robertdeane"&gt;http://www.Fetlife.com/robertdeane&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However you have to be a FetLife member to go there. Not everyone is, but I am finding that more and more people are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What I also have to do is to add a few photos to these updates; I think I have figured out how to do that .. but I'm not sure. Finding out how is on &lt;em&gt;the list&lt;/em&gt;. Eventually I'll get to it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Till then I'll just try to remember to stop by every so often and post a few thoughts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7734809874182464298-4418691940026649970?l=robertdeane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://robertdeane.blogspot.com/feeds/4418691940026649970/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7734809874182464298&amp;postID=4418691940026649970' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7734809874182464298/posts/default/4418691940026649970'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7734809874182464298/posts/default/4418691940026649970'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://robertdeane.blogspot.com/2011/08/it-has-been-forever.html' title='It  has been forever'/><author><name>Robert Deane</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7734809874182464298.post-5797231266587184007</id><published>2009-08-27T14:58:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-08-27T15:16:19.687-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Robert's Journal:  If You Want To Have Some Fun</title><content type='html'>It's nice to have fun every so often.  Today, there are two ways to have it ... one I am &lt;i&gt;very&lt;/i&gt; familiar with, the other told to me by a friend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First, the friend.  Most folks at one time or another are late with some payment.  Either the statement is buried beneath a pile of stuff on the kitchen table or, as has happened lately to more and more folks, it has been a tight month.  And with that, one of &lt;i&gt;those&lt;/i&gt; calls comes, the dreaded collection call.  Before you do anything listen to what they have to say ... something like "this call is being monitored or recorded for quality control purposes."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now the fun:  tell whoever is calling that YOU are recording the call for similar quality control purposes and by staying on the line the purson calling is agreeing to the recording.  Especially if it's Citibank or Chrysler Financial, maybe a few others, they will trip over themselves saying that Citibank (or Chrysler Financial) does not agree to recording the calls.  (Someone want to explain the logic of why they want YOU to agree to monitoruing or recording the call but THEY won't agree to it??)  The next bit of fun: tell them to please feel free to call back when they're ready to agree to recording of the call.  And then hang up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and then pay the bill (I'm not advocating not paying the bill, just having a bit of fun with the collection folks.)  Plus savor the moment of a major company tripping all over themselves not wanting their collection calls being recorded.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They will stutter and stamor, and ask you if you don't intend to pay the bill.  Of course you intend to; it's our way of doing things.  We get credit, we pay our bills.  That's how it works.  Remember not to argue; be professional about it.  Simply say that when they are ready to permit the call to be recorded, call back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now if you ask me whether you can really record it or not, I will give you a big, fancy "I dunno!".  But that's not the point; it's a moment of the little guy wanting to do the same thing that the big guy does ... and watching the big guy squirm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And another reason to pay your credit card bill?  So you can have &lt;i&gt;even more fun&lt;/i&gt; by joining us at &lt;a href="http://www.bondagedamsels.com/"&gt;BondageDamsels.com&lt;/a&gt;.  Seven updates a week (actually, for at least the next few weeks, EIGHT updates a week ... but that's in the previous edition of Robert's Journal).  More pix and minivids than you can shake a ... well, whatever you shake ... at it.  And lots of fun ... and enjoyment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me?  I'm going back to editing those pix and minivids ... that's my fun!  Oh, and if it ever happens, remembering the phrase &lt;i&gt;this call is being recorded for quality control purposes&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RD&lt;br /&gt;Proprietor and Chief Pervert&lt;br /&gt;BondageDamsels.com&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.bondagedamsels.com/"&gt;BondageDamsels.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://clips4sale.com/store/11826"&gt;BondageDamselsClips.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.clips4sale.com/studio/17109"&gt;BondgeDamsels/Steel Bondage&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7734809874182464298-5797231266587184007?l=robertdeane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://robertdeane.blogspot.com/feeds/5797231266587184007/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7734809874182464298&amp;postID=5797231266587184007' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7734809874182464298/posts/default/5797231266587184007'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7734809874182464298/posts/default/5797231266587184007'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://robertdeane.blogspot.com/2009/08/roberts-journal-if-you-want-to-have.html' title='Robert&apos;s Journal:  If You Want To Have Some Fun'/><author><name>Robert Deane</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7734809874182464298.post-2439019791810368374</id><published>2009-08-24T12:03:00.006-04:00</published><updated>2009-08-24T18:01:41.121-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Robert's Journal:  Eight Days A Week</title><content type='html'>We've been telling you that we update &lt;a href="http://www.bondagedamsels.com/"&gt;BondageDamsels.com&lt;/a&gt; seven days a week.  Well, we have to tell you that, at least for the next few weeks, we won't be doing that ...  we'll be updating it &lt;b&gt;EIGHT TIMES A WEEK&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Though the Beatles coined the phrase &lt;i&gt;eight days a week&lt;/i&gt; with one of their songs in 1964, more than 40 years later I still haven't figured out how to do that ... I mean, what would the eighth day be called?  Instead, we'll just update twice in one day ... that makes sense to me!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So if you're looking for a website with a TON of photos and vids&lt;br /&gt;that is updated &lt;i&gt;eight times a week&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;look no further ... you've found it!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RD&lt;br /&gt;Proprietor and Chief Pervert&lt;br /&gt;BondageDamsels.com&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.bondagedamsels.com/"&gt;BondageDamsels.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://clips4sale.com/store/11826"&gt;BondageDamselsClips.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.clips4sale.com/studio/17109"&gt;BondgeDamsels/Steel Bondage&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7734809874182464298-2439019791810368374?l=robertdeane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://robertdeane.blogspot.com/feeds/2439019791810368374/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7734809874182464298&amp;postID=2439019791810368374' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7734809874182464298/posts/default/2439019791810368374'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7734809874182464298/posts/default/2439019791810368374'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://robertdeane.blogspot.com/2009/08/roberts-jourmnal-eight-days-week.html' title='Robert&apos;s Journal:  Eight Days A Week'/><author><name>Robert Deane</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7734809874182464298.post-3769211349480075215</id><published>2009-08-22T15:31:00.009-04:00</published><updated>2009-08-22T15:58:51.719-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Robert's Journal: Can This Really Be Work?</title><content type='html'>I was working on the updates on &lt;a href="http://www.bondagedamsels.com/"&gt;BondageDamsels&lt;/a&gt; for the coming weeks .... grouping the photoseries together, editing and then uploading them to my webmaster (Hi, Lance!!) .. .picking out the vid clips with that same editing and uploading ... when I began to think: Is this really work??  At least the way tht &lt;i&gt;work&lt;/i&gt; is often defined??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I mean, I know that there are folks out there who would ... well, give up their &lt;i&gt;left you know what&lt;/i&gt; to do what I get to do each and every day.  (I remember, not all that long ago, feeling that way as I viewed the pages on a now-defunct magazine, Bondage Life.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I often say that there are few people who really look forward to getting up in the morning and say &lt;i&gt;woo hoo, I'm going to work&lt;/i&gt;. But ya want to know something very interesting??  That's almost how I view it, each and every day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It hasn't been an easy process to get there, there were a few other things that had to be dealt with and eventually cast aside, and, yes, there are a few moments when I feel like that character who just wants to beat his head off of the keyboard ... repeatedly.  Yet as every day goes by, I realize that I am probably one of the lucky few.  All you have to do is take a look at the updates and I think you'll agree.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, it IS &lt;i&gt;work&lt;/i&gt;.  But not in the sense that I have known it for more than ... well, let's just say a whole bunch of years. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And before I forget, dear reader, my thanks to you coming along for the ride.  You have told me - when you purchase those memberships at the website and the minivids at clips4sale - that you are also enjoying it.  Which also means that the part of it that is &lt;i&gt;work&lt;/i&gt; is worthwhile!  Foxy, Mandy K, Lola Lynn, Tawney, Payton, Christina Carter and many, many more await you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RD&lt;br /&gt;Proprietor and Chief Pervert&lt;br /&gt;BondageDamsels.com&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.bondagedamsels.com/"&gt;BondageDamsels.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://clips4sale.com/store/11826"&gt;BondageDamselsClips.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.clips4sale.com/studio/17109"&gt;BondgeDamsels/Steel Bondage&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7734809874182464298-3769211349480075215?l=robertdeane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://robertdeane.blogspot.com/feeds/3769211349480075215/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7734809874182464298&amp;postID=3769211349480075215' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7734809874182464298/posts/default/3769211349480075215'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7734809874182464298/posts/default/3769211349480075215'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://robertdeane.blogspot.com/2009/08/roberts-journal-can-this-really-be-work.html' title='Robert&apos;s Journal: Can This Really Be Work?'/><author><name>Robert Deane</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7734809874182464298.post-4379990650327909954</id><published>2009-08-22T14:43:00.008-04:00</published><updated>2009-08-22T15:29:58.769-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Robert's Journal:  The Next Step Forward</title><content type='html'>When you're a proud member of a family of websites like the UnlimitedBondage Family, the bar is set very high.  It's called &lt;i&gt;Simply the Best!&lt;/i&gt;  My job at &lt;a href="http://www.bondagedamsels.com/"&gt;BondageDamsels&lt;/a&gt; is to make sure that BondageDamsels IS the best of the best! It's a challenge, seven days a week, 365 days a year, but we're up to it.  And when the website reaches and surpasses that goal, you - the visitor, the website member, and for many of you, the friend - reap the benefits.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Going back a few years (I've been doing this as a web site, both free and paid, for more than ten years) a site slogan was adopted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;The Eyes Have It&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Each gallery featured photos that were close-ups of the damsel's eyes, the windows to her soul, her expression while in bondage, be it pleading for rescue, enjoying the moment, or often times both.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not long ago, we took it one step further ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;The Tightest Bondage In Town.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was and continues to be the best way to describe what you will find on these pages.  A  commitment made to you, the website member, day after day after day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now we've taken it another giant step  ... the complete renovation of the website.  And that's something that you don't want to miss.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, sit back, relax (as best you can when you're viewing the tour pages of our DeaneDamsels in tight bondage), log into the &lt;a href="http://www.bondagedamsels.com/rour"&gt;FREE Members Area Tour&lt;/a&gt; and enjoy as my sweet damsels rock your world.  And remember the promise from the website that strives to be the best of the best .... &lt;i&gt;THE TIGHTEST BONDAGE IN TOWN1!!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RobertDeane&lt;br /&gt;Proprietor and Chief Pervert&lt;br /&gt;BondageDamsels.com&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.bondagedamsels.com/"&gt;BondageDamsels.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://clips4sale.com/store/11826"&gt;BondageDamselsClips.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.clips4sale.com/studio/17109"&gt;BondgeDamsels/Steel Bondage&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7734809874182464298-4379990650327909954?l=robertdeane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://robertdeane.blogspot.com/feeds/4379990650327909954/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7734809874182464298&amp;postID=4379990650327909954' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7734809874182464298/posts/default/4379990650327909954'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7734809874182464298/posts/default/4379990650327909954'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://robertdeane.blogspot.com/2009/08/from-desk-of-robertdeane.html' title='Robert&apos;s Journal:  The Next Step Forward'/><author><name>Robert Deane</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7734809874182464298.post-1748175722952880427</id><published>2009-04-26T09:02:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-04-26T09:11:40.337-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Tough Bondage at BondageDamselsClips</title><content type='html'>There's bondage ... then there's &lt;b&gt;tough bondage&lt;/b&gt;, the kind where she can't move and can barely cry out. And when she does cry out, it's almost the sound of desperation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What did she do to deserve this? It doesn't matter. Whatever it was ... and she will have plenty of time to figure that out ... there's no doubt that she won't do it again!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If what you want is watching a damsel pushed to the edge ... and then nudged even more ... you will want to add these clips to your collection.  A soon-to-be-weekly feature at&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://clips4sale.com/store/11826"&gt;BondageDamselsClips.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.bondagedamsels.com/"&gt;BondageDamsels.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://clips4sale.com/store/11826"&gt;BondageDamselsClips.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.clips4sale.com/studio/17109"&gt;BondgeDamsels/Steel Bondage&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7734809874182464298-1748175722952880427?l=robertdeane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://robertdeane.blogspot.com/feeds/1748175722952880427/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7734809874182464298&amp;postID=1748175722952880427' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7734809874182464298/posts/default/1748175722952880427'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7734809874182464298/posts/default/1748175722952880427'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://robertdeane.blogspot.com/2009/04/tough-bondage-at-bondagedamselsclips.html' title='Tough Bondage at BondageDamselsClips'/><author><name>Robert Deane</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7734809874182464298.post-4435049834224045472</id><published>2009-04-25T14:00:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2009-04-25T15:15:21.028-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Robert's Journal: Even More Things I Think I Think</title><content type='html'>First, it has been a very insane 9 months, beginning with my trip to the hospital in September of last year.  Three more trips after that, I think I am finally back on the road to recovery.  The best doctors in town, a very loving - and patient - person by my side and several (only a handful, but that's enough) really good friends watching over me as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And with that 9 months, lots of time to think.  Think about what's important, and what's not.  Think about people, some of whom are so caught up in their own self-importance that they somehow manage to forget, in that old phrase, who helped bring 'em to the dance.  Some of whom who will openly criticze others yet when their life falls apart want others to come to their rescue. And the moments, over the last 10 or more years in this crazy biz when I also fit those two descriptions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think about those individuals who, even this day when I am finally heading in the right direction, to whom I would like to direct a comment or two. And would have more than 9 months ago.  But no matter what I would say, I am sure that they would neither understand it nor even listen to it; in fact, should they even read these words, I doubt if they would recognize themselves as a part of it, or care.  To them, I simply hope that they will not have to go through, in their personal life, the hard realities.  But, regretably, I think that they will.  It's something about the choices that we make.  And why I am doing everything that I can to close this chapter - and keep it closed.  It's entirely too easy to revert back; the hard work is setting a new course and keeping to it.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think about what's in front of me.  I have had wonderful discussions with several models who have been patiently waiting for the ol' man to return to his trade, camera and rope in hand.  A few have offered to come in as one of those naughty, fetish nurses.  I think I am feeling better when I begin to seriously consider those offers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And, last - at least for now - I think that the ol' man's mischevious smile has finally returned.  And you, dear reader, if you enjoy what I produce, will also be the beneficiary.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy National Hairball Day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back to the good stuff&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.bondagedamsels.com/"&gt;BondageDamsels.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://clips4sale.com/store/11826"&gt;Clips4sale.com/Bondage Damsels By Robert Deane&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.clips4sale.com/studio/17109"&gt;Clips4sale.com/Handcuffed Damsels - Steel Bondage&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7734809874182464298-4435049834224045472?l=robertdeane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://robertdeane.blogspot.com/feeds/4435049834224045472/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7734809874182464298&amp;postID=4435049834224045472' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7734809874182464298/posts/default/4435049834224045472'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7734809874182464298/posts/default/4435049834224045472'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://robertdeane.blogspot.com/2009/04/roberts-journal-even-more-things-i.html' title='Robert&apos;s Journal: Even More Things I Think I Think'/><author><name>Robert Deane</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7734809874182464298.post-5325061444155753447</id><published>2009-03-03T17:28:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-04T00:37:05.078-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Robert's Journal: Some Days It Makes Me Laugh....</title><content type='html'>I really do enjoy this biz ... I get to work with some of the most interesting people I have had the pleasure to meet. And I also get to learn a lot ... more often from folks who have been around for a while.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But what never ceases to amaze me ... and for some reason or another I seem to run into them ... is those modeling &lt;i&gt;wet behind the ears&lt;/i&gt; newbies who think that they somehow already know it all. Not all first time models are like that, just  enough to make life interesting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Case in point: a model who I had worked with this past summer has changed her modeling name. It happens; models take on a new personna. It's just something about the biz. But by changing her professional name it seems that somehow she thinks she can reclaim her &lt;i&gt;bondage virginity&lt;/i&gt;. As I am sure most folks would understand, once a cherry is busted ..... hehehehe, remember the old&lt;br /&gt;joke about visitng the Virgin Islands??  And then, in all of her weeks of extensive experience and wisdom, she comments about photos that are, let's see, 6 months old, thinking that they are in some manner coming from an archives.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;New flash! We, like most businesses, have an inventory of content. It's just the way that it works; even Hollywood can have movies in the can for months or years before it is released. Not to burst anyone's bubble, but I know of a few folks who are posting, for the first time, photos and vids that are 2 or 3 years old. It doesn't&lt;br /&gt;make them archives material, as our little newbie suggests. It is simply a business fact of life; otherwise we would be going crazy trying to put together the content each and every week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But we still have to remember to show those newbies the love as they mature in the biz; hopefully they will. It's all part of the growing process, both models and photographers. Yes, we were all young once.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But enough of that ... and back to the good stuff&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.bondagedamsels.com/"&gt;BondageDamsels.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://clips4sale.com/store/11826"&gt;Clips4sale.com/Bondage Damsels By Robert Deane&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.clips4sale.com/studio/17109"&gt;Clips4sale.com/Handcuffed Damsels - Steel Bondage&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7734809874182464298-5325061444155753447?l=robertdeane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://robertdeane.blogspot.com/feeds/5325061444155753447/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7734809874182464298&amp;postID=5325061444155753447' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7734809874182464298/posts/default/5325061444155753447'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7734809874182464298/posts/default/5325061444155753447'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://robertdeane.blogspot.com/2009/03/roberts-journal-some-days-it-makes-me.html' title='Robert&apos;s Journal: Some Days It Makes Me Laugh....'/><author><name>Robert Deane</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7734809874182464298.post-5072664406143811353</id><published>2009-02-24T09:46:00.007-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-24T10:00:22.411-05:00</updated><title type='text'>More Things I Think I Think</title><content type='html'>A friend of mine .... a really good friend of mine .... told me a long time ago that the personal behind-the-scenes stuff doesn't belong on the main stage. The more I stand upright on this spinning orb the more I learn that he's right. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But that doesn't mean that I can't make an observation or two. About life, and about people.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;If you have been following the news about the ol' man, you probably know that things have gotten near the edge in the past several months. But I found that living large as I did in the 80s, where the favorite phrase was &lt;i&gt;live fast, die young and leave a good-looking corpse&lt;/i&gt;, visting quite often the city that never sleeps, spending entirely too much time in the "land of fruits and nuts" and wandering the streets of those southern Florida cities, especially in the early morning hours, wasn't the best way.  But it can be a great teacher.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The lesson? To slow down, especially when the corpse would not be so good looking. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then there are people. A favorite line of mine is that &lt;i&gt;I love mankind, it's people I can't stand&lt;/i&gt;. One smiliarlity between between the 80's (and before that the &lt;i&gt;I still can't believe I made it through the 60's&lt;/i&gt;) and today is that while mankind is good there are still some folks who will care only when they are being handed money from your pocket. I had forgotten that; my error. Recent lessons reminded me.  Candidly, that's good, because it enables me to focus on what I really enjoy .... part of which is working in this biz and presenting to you the best photos and vids I can put together.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;And, yes there are still a few who I will always call friends. Not more than a handful, but that's enough for me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At this point I'd invite you to stop by and visit the clips page&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://clips4sale.com/store/11826"&gt;Bondage Damsels By Robert Deane&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;where you will see some of the tightest, most-unforgiving bondage that you would believe possible and sweeet damsels such as Almira, Brittany, Foxy, Frances, Jane, Jenny, Katerina, Katt ... and many, many more.&lt;br /&gt;And, of course, the website&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.bondagedamsels.com/"&gt;BondageDamsels.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the home of the tightest bondage in town! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And keep smiling. I'm having fun; if I am doing it right you should be enjoying yourself, too! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.bondagedamsels.com/"&gt;BondageDamsels.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://clips4sale.com/store/11826"&gt;Clips4sale.com/Bondage Damsels By Robert Deane&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.clips4sale.com/studio/17109"&gt;Clips4sale.com/Handcuffed Damsels - Steel Bondage&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7734809874182464298-5072664406143811353?l=robertdeane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://robertdeane.blogspot.com/feeds/5072664406143811353/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7734809874182464298&amp;postID=5072664406143811353' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7734809874182464298/posts/default/5072664406143811353'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7734809874182464298/posts/default/5072664406143811353'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://robertdeane.blogspot.com/2009/02/more-things-i-think-i-think.html' title='More Things I Think I Think'/><author><name>Robert Deane</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7734809874182464298.post-6096373593437486609</id><published>2009-01-12T18:40:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-13T11:24:18.614-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Things I Think I Think</title><content type='html'>Here's the latest list of Things I think I think.  Whether they are wisdom and wit, or nonsense and sh*t is up to you.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Yes, they should ban all cellphone use while driving.  Right after they ban all "put on the makeup especially eye liner" while driving.  The time I came closest to getting run over by a car when I was in the crosswalk was when the driver was putting on her eyeliner, her eyes so close to the rear view mirror that I am sure that her nose was touching it.  While they're making up a list, add drinking coffee and eating breakfast.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;A photographer was critized by a model for promoting the work that they had done together.  All it told me was that, once again, we had a model who doesn't understand the business.  Photographer pays the model, taking the financial risk, even hoping that she becomes more popular than the average model.  Most models don't, so it's tough to recoup the money.  When the model does, however, it's the 1 in 50 times where the photographer may get a decent return on his investment.  And then, of course, be criticized by the model.  Yet I don't hear that criticism when a model is starting out and making a good bit of coin from the photographer.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;The flip side is those photographers who tell each and every model that the business could not succeed without them.  Yes, that's true.  But it's just as true that the business could not succeed - or even exist - without the photographer/rigger/website.  But not for that, msome of the models would be working for significantly less money at Hooters, or even learning the phrase "would you like fries with that burger, sir?".  Both need each other, but that is, regretably, often forgotten.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;I continue to be glad that the election is over.  But I continue to hear the phrases "it's a fact that...", "listen", and others.  Talkiong heads will always be talking heads; I have come to the conclusion that there's a reason why only their head is shown.  With those bloated egos not much else would be able to fit on the television screen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's an axiom that goes something like this: The most important part of being an elected official/politician is sincerity.  And once you learn how to fake that, you'll be okay.  I think the same thing applies on the Net.  The most important part of running a website is sincerity.  Don't tell folks that you update three times a week when you actually update only once every three weeks.  Don't show sample videos in one format but not have them available to members in that same format.  For instance, don't have the sample vids available in .wmv but only have the actual videos available in an odd ball "no one else uses it" format.   Yep, had that happened to me recently.  I won&lt;br /&gt;t post the name of of the website; they've got some very interesting looking videos but they're not a lot of good if members can't download and view them without .... well, without a lof of extran work.  (Cue here for RD to step down from his soapbox ..... hehehehe)&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Al Franken is saying that he has been elected to Congress.  Thank you.  I have long suspected that Congress is little more than a bunch of jokesters.  Now I finally have the proof.  Anyone political party intereted in having Chevy Chase as their candidate in the next round of elections?  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I must be getting old.  I am coming across more and more models who don't remember the 80s (let alone the 70s or the 60s).  Maybe because they were either very young or simply in the process of being born.  Whieh makes it tough to talk about those "great" television shows and their themes from back in the 80s.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know I am getting old.  Yes, I have gotten used to some of the new technology, such as cellphones and I find them to be very convenient if "managed" properly.  Text messages?  Considering that I am all thumbs and that I am using a keyborad little more than the size of a business card,, it's not the easiest thing to do.  But a couple of generations behind me?  Text messaging is indespensible.  For instance, my niece last month sent and received more thatn 24,000 text messages.  On average, that's more than 750 text messages a day.  Which makes me wonder if that genration is going to develop thumbs the size of bananas as they grown older.  &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;What I am sure of is that life is still good.  The last several months I have been close enough to be sure that I have felt the breath of the grim reaper on the back of my neck.  Yet somehow I have survived (insert here "that song" by Gloria Gaynor...lol).  There's at least one upside about going through that; you really do learn who your friends are, the folks who give a whit about whether you survive or not.  And that's always a good thing.  I have said this before, I will repeat it again here for those of you who somehow managed to escape it the first time:  I have lots of business assocites in this biz, but little more than a handlful who I would call friend. And, at least IMHO, I like it that way.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;I'm only stopping ere .... because it seems like a good place to stop.  Got lots of damsels.  And to paraphrase the line from Jaws ... we've got to get more rope!  Hehehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.bondagedamsels.com/"&gt;BondageDamsels.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://clips4sale.com/store/11826"&gt;Clips4sale.com/Bondage Damsels By Robert Deane&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.clips4sale.com/studio/17109"&gt;Clips4sale.com/Handcuffed Damsels - Steel Bondage&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7734809874182464298-6096373593437486609?l=robertdeane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://robertdeane.blogspot.com/feeds/6096373593437486609/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7734809874182464298&amp;postID=6096373593437486609' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7734809874182464298/posts/default/6096373593437486609'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7734809874182464298/posts/default/6096373593437486609'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://robertdeane.blogspot.com/2009/01/things-i-think-i-think.html' title='Things I Think I Think'/><author><name>Robert Deane</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7734809874182464298.post-589283312280683549</id><published>2008-11-22T20:07:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-22T20:21:43.677-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Thanksgiving....</title><content type='html'>Yes indeed, it's that time of the year when, if all goes well and we're lucky, we stuff our faces with turkey, stuffing, cranberry sauce, and just about anything else that is fit for human consumption.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, lest we forget, it's also a day to give thanks.  For those who might want to know (if you don't what the heck are you doing reading this blog anyway?) here's a partial list.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. My health.  The last couple of months have been not so smooth as I would have liked them to be.  Without the details, let's just say that I hit a patch of ice in the road of life (hmmmm, not original, but good).  But the road is smoothing out and lookinc a lot clearer (should I continue with the metaphors?  hehehe).  And if all goes well, I will be back on a straight-a-way (you just knew I would, didn't you?).  And that is something to give thanks for.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.  My family and friends.  Family has always been there, though some moments I have wished that they weren't.  But there's not much we can do about that, is there?  Now, friends ... I learned a valuable lesson since September, and that is who are my friends, who are simply business associates, and who don't even rate being included in that last group.  A tough lesson to learn, but a good one.  Once again, perspective.  And those decisions that I didn't want to make?  They were made for me.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3.  One helluva Thanksgiving day dinner.  Once again, this year, the dinner table will be crowded.  Some folks I know complain about that, but for me - and especially this year - being back at having a tablefull ... well, it's lots of work, hectic, confusing, sometimes expensive but always, at least at the end of the day, enjoyable. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And a special message to those who will not be able to spend the day with their family, especially medical, law enforcement, military folks and everyone else whose job keeps them away from their family that day.  Thanks for doing what you do, for keeping us safe and out of harm's way.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So if you're looking for me on Thursday, I'll be the ol' man sitting at the end of the table, smiling.  A lot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.bondagedamsels.com/"&gt;BondageDamsels.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://clips4sale.com/store/11826"&gt;Clips4sale.com/Bondage Damsels By Robert Deane&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.clips4sale.com/studio/17109"&gt;Clips4sale.com/Handcuffed Damsels - SteelTown Bondage&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7734809874182464298-589283312280683549?l=robertdeane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://robertdeane.blogspot.com/feeds/589283312280683549/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7734809874182464298&amp;postID=589283312280683549' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7734809874182464298/posts/default/589283312280683549'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7734809874182464298/posts/default/589283312280683549'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://robertdeane.blogspot.com/2008/11/thanksgiving.html' title='Thanksgiving....'/><author><name>Robert Deane</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7734809874182464298.post-4356064353361501205</id><published>2008-11-03T13:52:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-03T13:59:00.219-05:00</updated><title type='text'>This week at BondageDamsels</title><content type='html'>Coming this week to BondageDamsels:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monday:&lt;br /&gt;Pinky:  Nosey Neighbor Bondage Trouble&lt;br /&gt;I actually enjoy nosey neighbors, especially when they're as cute as Pinky.  And want to know what's going on inside that unmarked gray door.  And look so very good strapped, ballgagged, and drooling.  Be careful what you want to find out about, Pinky.  You might just enjoy it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tuesday:&lt;br /&gt;Brody:  Roped Tight and TapeGagged&lt;br /&gt;What can I say about Brody?  That she looks good in tight bondage, especially when the ropes accentuate her very-natural C-cup breasts. so much that want to reach out an squeeze them?  That she really enjoys the tight inescapable bondage?  And that she looks like the damsel you'd like to jump through the screen, rescue, and then do&lt;br /&gt;those things to her that you always wanted to do to a tightly bound damsel?  Yes, that's what I can say!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wednesday:&lt;br /&gt;The minivid&lt;br /&gt;Kat:  Curious About Bondage - Tightly Hogtied, TapeGagged and Struggling Hard&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thursday:&lt;br /&gt;Lola Lynn:  Strapped Tight, Ballgaged &amp; Nipples Clamped&lt;br /&gt;Busting Lola Lynn's bondage cherry wasn't enough.  The tight elbow wrenching straps weren't enough, neither was the mouth-filling ballgag.  Today she learned about nipple clamps.  And as she tried to reach around and remove them, I knew that this was going to be the first of many more lessons&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;friday:&lt;br /&gt;Cali:  Black Bra, Panties, Garter, Stockings and Hemp Rope Bondage&lt;br /&gt;When she walked in wearing only that cute black bra, panties, garter and stockings, she asked me what I thought.  As I grabbed for the rope she smiled.  She had her answer.  It was going to be a fun night for both of us&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;saturay:&lt;br /&gt;Stephanie:  Hemp Rope Hogtie&lt;br /&gt;I told her that she wasn't going to the pool wearing that tiny outfit.  But she said yes she was and that there was no way I could stop her.  Silly little girl, a tight hemp rope and ducttape will stop anyone - especially her!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sunday:&lt;br /&gt;Riley: Tape Tied, Gagged &amp; Held For Ranson&lt;br /&gt;She admitted that she liked playing those damsel in distress kidnap games.  And who was I to tell her no?  A few minutes - and several rolls of white tape - later, she was sitting there, unable to say a word, and to look so very helpless.  I told her that if the ransom wasn't paid, then I would just have my way with her.  Was that&lt;br /&gt;a smile from behind the tape gag?  I thought so, too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seven updates&lt;br /&gt;This week&lt;br /&gt;And EVERY week!&lt;br /&gt;Plus don't forget about the frequent updates qt the clips pages, too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.bondagedamsels.com/"&gt;BondageDamsels.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://clips4sale.com/store/11826"&gt;Clips4sale.com/Bondage Damsels By Robert Deane&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.clips4sale.com/studio/17109"&gt;Clips4sale.com/Handcuffed Damsels - Steel Bondage&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7734809874182464298-4356064353361501205?l=robertdeane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://robertdeane.blogspot.com/feeds/4356064353361501205/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7734809874182464298&amp;postID=4356064353361501205' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7734809874182464298/posts/default/4356064353361501205'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7734809874182464298/posts/default/4356064353361501205'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://robertdeane.blogspot.com/2008/11/this-week-at-bondagedamsels.html' title='This week at BondageDamsels'/><author><name>Robert Deane</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7734809874182464298.post-8427742344428087643</id><published>2008-10-25T11:42:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-27T18:37:45.189-04:00</updated><title type='text'>An international model</title><content type='html'>I remember the stories a while back about people's pets receiving a credit card.  As if Fido really wanted his Kibble and Bits so much that he had to go and pay for it himself.  With the mischevious side of me returning, I decided to enter my version of "Fido" (his name isn't important) as an International Model.  And sure enough, with the payment of about $50, "Fido" is now one of the the United States representatives of an international modeling agency.  It's amazing what money will buy these days!  And it might be just even more interesting the modeling offers that he will get.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll keep you posted as this saga - and the mnischief -  continues.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.bondagedamsels.com/"&gt;BondageDamsels.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://clips4sale.com/store/11826"&gt;Clips4sale.com/Bondage Damsels By Robert Deane&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.clips4sale.com/studio/17109"&gt;Clips4sale.com/Handcuffed Damsels - Steel Bondage&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7734809874182464298-8427742344428087643?l=robertdeane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://robertdeane.blogspot.com/feeds/8427742344428087643/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7734809874182464298&amp;postID=8427742344428087643' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7734809874182464298/posts/default/8427742344428087643'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7734809874182464298/posts/default/8427742344428087643'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://robertdeane.blogspot.com/2008/10/international-model.html' title='An international model'/><author><name>Robert Deane</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7734809874182464298.post-2435881306290034026</id><published>2008-10-13T16:20:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-13T16:21:13.869-04:00</updated><title type='text'>This week at BondageDamsels</title><content type='html'>Two weeks in a row .... hehehehe ... the information about the updates!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;monday&lt;br /&gt;Aly:  Hogcuffed, TapeGagged and Not Going Anywhere Soon&lt;br /&gt;Aly's one of those gals who would always visit her girfriend in the&lt;br /&gt;apartment building. ..and always wore tight jeans that accentuated&lt;br /&gt;every move.  The last time she visited she found a few toys I had&lt;br /&gt;"accidentally" left out - the handcuffs, chain link and duct tape.  In&lt;br /&gt;what seemed like minutes after she and her friend left, I heard a&lt;br /&gt;knock on the door and opened it to find Aly standing there, wearing a&lt;br /&gt;mischevious ground, and quietly asking the words:  "do you want to&lt;br /&gt;play?"  Of course I do, Aly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tuesday&lt;br /&gt;Brody:  More Than She Bargained For&lt;br /&gt;Every time Brody has a bad day or fights with her boyfriend, she ends&lt;br /&gt;up at my doorstep to work out her frustration.  Bondage, of course.&lt;br /&gt;And escaping.  This time I wanted to try out a few new positions,&lt;br /&gt;knots, stuff like that.  To make it more of a challenge.  So I did -&lt;br /&gt;and the look she gave me said that she realized the trouble she was&lt;br /&gt;in.&lt;br /&gt;When I was done, and ready to go to lunch, I told her "don't worry,&lt;br /&gt;I'll be back in a couple of hours."  Not a happy damsel was she,&lt;br /&gt;that's what her look said.  And she was still tightly tied, tape&lt;br /&gt;gagged, tied to the way, and very frustrated when I returned.  The&lt;br /&gt;frustration part I think her boyfriend took care of later.  Luck man!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wednesday&lt;br /&gt;Haley:  The rigger gets caught&lt;br /&gt;Haley said that she was a "rigger".  In her world, that means working&lt;br /&gt;on tents, anything like that, to tie them down.  In my world, well,&lt;br /&gt;you know what that means.  She also said that she could undo any&lt;br /&gt;ropes.&lt;br /&gt;So the challenge: to see how she was on leather straps.  Not too well,&lt;br /&gt;it seems, as she finally ended up lying on the floor, a heavy sigh&lt;br /&gt;(not much else to say with the ballgag), admitting defeat.&lt;br /&gt;I like it when a plan comes together!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thursday&lt;br /&gt;Alisa:  Hemp Rope Hogtie (the video)&lt;br /&gt;Let's just say that it's another of the 10-minute videos that you don't want to miss!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;friday&lt;br /&gt;Allison and the Horizontal Laddder:  Strapped, BitGagged &amp; Drooling&lt;br /&gt;I had some errands to run, and I didn't want Allison "running around&lt;br /&gt;loose" (in the bondage world, that phrase takes on a new meaning) or&lt;br /&gt;bumping into something while she was tied and gagged.  The solution:&lt;br /&gt;strap her to the horizontal ladder.  No matter how she much she&lt;br /&gt;struggled, she wasn't getting loose.  And from the way it looked when&lt;br /&gt;I returned, she struggled a lot.  Drooled, too!  And got her engine a&lt;br /&gt;little wound up.  We would have to take care of that part later!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday&lt;br /&gt;Riley:  Hemp Rope Hogtie Challenge, Crotch Rope and a Mouth&lt;br /&gt;Filling Ballgag&lt;br /&gt;Riley told me that her boyfriend really liked "discovering' her&lt;br /&gt;in bondage, asking if I could help on that again.  The things I will&lt;br /&gt;do to help a friend...hehehe.  This time, about a hundred foot of hemp&lt;br /&gt;rope, an elbows-touching hogtie, one part of the rope pulled tight&lt;br /&gt;between her legs, and another mouth-filling ballgag.&lt;br /&gt;When he buzzed at the door, I walked out, tossed him the keys and&lt;br /&gt;added two words:  have fun!  From the way Riley looked when I&lt;br /&gt;returned, I think he did, though this time he left her tied.  That lad&lt;br /&gt;may have possibilities yet!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sunday&lt;br /&gt;Lola Lyn:  Lots of Tight Rope,With a Mouth-Filling Ballgag,&lt;br /&gt;Lola Lynn, one of those playful MILFs, is used to getting her way;&lt;br /&gt;sticking her chest out to accentuate her frontal assets and a smile&lt;br /&gt;usually does the trick.  Except it doesn't work on me; she is learning&lt;br /&gt;that quickly.  All that it does is challenge me to grab onto her, pick&lt;br /&gt;up a handful of rope, and with her elbows pulled tight give her even&lt;br /&gt;more reasons to thrust her boobs  forward.  Oh, and with the ropes on&lt;br /&gt;the wrists, ankles and a few other places, plus the ballgag jammed&lt;br /&gt;into her mouth, give her a reminder or two.  And hope  that she never&lt;br /&gt;learns her lesson.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't miss any of it ... it's easy, for the low price of a memberhip!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.bondagedamsels.com/"&gt;BondageDamsels.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7734809874182464298-2435881306290034026?l=robertdeane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://robertdeane.blogspot.com/feeds/2435881306290034026/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7734809874182464298&amp;postID=2435881306290034026' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7734809874182464298/posts/default/2435881306290034026'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7734809874182464298/posts/default/2435881306290034026'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://robertdeane.blogspot.com/2008/10/this-week-at-bondagedamsels_13.html' title='This week at BondageDamsels'/><author><name>Robert Deane</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7734809874182464298.post-3867269325332623207</id><published>2008-10-11T14:08:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-11T16:36:50.144-04:00</updated><title type='text'>It's a great day to be alive ...</title><content type='html'>Wht you'll read on these page will be, more often than not, be the comings and goings at the website.  But occasionally you will come across something that is reminiscent of a group of postings I once called Robert's Journal:  Words of Wisdom and Wit or Nonsense and S*it.  This is one of those.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have not said much about my medical situation in September, but the words "invasive surgery" pretty much fit the description.  Only four weeks and a day ago.  The details aren't important.  Yet I am up and around, even leaving the house for, well, for something, though it does not matter what it is, just something to get me out of the house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was a visit to Costco.  And if you have never been to one of those warehouse style places, it can sometimes be an adventure in terror.  Today wasn't.  The weather was good, even here in Western Pennsylvania, though the leaves turning colors on the trees is more suited to fall weather and temperatures.  A bit inconsistent, but never-the-less nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And it was a great day to be alive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually, ANY day is a great day to be alive.  Such a simplistic thought, you may say.  Perhaps.  But for those who know Robert Deane what I had to do, what I had to experience, was more than I could have imagined.  But I did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's all about attitude really, if you want to make it through the rain, through the storms, beyond the clouds.  And hoping, believing, convinced that the sun will always appear. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.bondagedamsels.com/"&gt;BondageDamsels.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://clips4sale.com/store/11826"&gt;Clips4sale.com/Bondage Damsels By Robert Deane&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.clips4sale.com/studio/17109"&gt;Clips4sale.com/Handcuffed Damsels - Steel Bondage&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7734809874182464298-3867269325332623207?l=robertdeane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://robertdeane.blogspot.com/feeds/3867269325332623207/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7734809874182464298&amp;postID=3867269325332623207' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7734809874182464298/posts/default/3867269325332623207'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7734809874182464298/posts/default/3867269325332623207'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://robertdeane.blogspot.com/2008/10/its-great-day-to-be-alive.html' title='It&apos;s a great day to be alive ...'/><author><name>Robert Deane</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7734809874182464298.post-4491666122229898359</id><published>2008-10-10T22:25:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-10T22:27:13.492-04:00</updated><title type='text'>I guess it pays to advertise  :-)</title><content type='html'>A guy who is in the biz only to the extend of having a Yahoo group made a big thing about having stomach surgery.  Okay, for those who have never had surgery, it IS a big thing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I suggested that if he wanted to compare, he should call me:  5 hours in surgery, 16 hours in ICU, and 18 days in the hospital.  And I never, ever, felt the need to "advertise" it.  Those who needed to know knew.  And with the help of a really good friend, the updates never missed a beat (hehehe, that's an "inside joke", folks) seven days a week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To me, and to my friend, that's what it's all about.  Rain, snow, hell, highwater, anything that is tossed at me (or us), the updates continue.  That's the agreement when you bought a membership and would deserve nothing less.&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;RD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.bondagedamsels.com/"&gt;BondageDamsels.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://clips4sale.com/store/11826"&gt;Clips4sale.com/Bondage Damsels By Robert Deane&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.clips4sale.com/studio/17109"&gt;Clips4sale.com/Handcuffed Damsels - Steel Bondage&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7734809874182464298-4491666122229898359?l=robertdeane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://robertdeane.blogspot.com/feeds/4491666122229898359/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7734809874182464298&amp;postID=4491666122229898359' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7734809874182464298/posts/default/4491666122229898359'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7734809874182464298/posts/default/4491666122229898359'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://robertdeane.blogspot.com/2008/10/i-guess-it-pays-to-advertise.html' title='I guess it pays to advertise  :-)'/><author><name>Robert Deane</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7734809874182464298.post-8853362942089322613</id><published>2008-10-08T17:27:00.008-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-08T17:40:04.023-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Sometimes you find a friend you didn't know you had.</title><content type='html'>Things lately have been a bit, well, uneven may be a good word.  Medical issues have sidelined me for at least a month or two (possibley three), which means that it will be at least that long until I have the chance to tie those ropes tightly around the bodies of the cute damsels (don't worry, enough inventory of work already completed is there to go through much of 2009).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hadn't realized how much I would miss it, how much I missed it, how much I am looking forward to it, until a person I know on the net, his penname is T.S. Fessln, author extraordinaire at his site and others, sent me one of his latest works, this one with a Halloween background.  And images created by his written word that can truly only be appreciated if they are read.  His message to me, expressed only as a true  author could in the fewest words but with great effect: &lt;i&gt;I hope you get to feeling better.  To help, I am sending you a copy of my latest story "A New Haunt".  Enjoy.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy I did.  Thank him I did even more.  And smile I did a lot, feeling more than just one hour or even one day closer to my goal of complete recovery.  We had occasionally chatted, from one involved in this crazy biz to another.  But that he thought about what I had said, that he cared, said more about him than these words ever could.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am honored to consider him a friend.  I hope you will do the same.  He has a blog&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://fesselnsfiction.blogspot.com/"&gt;Fesselnsfiction.blog&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The story of which I write is there.  Stop by, and when you do, please be sure to tell him that I sent you!  Hopefully that will make him smile, too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.bondagedamsels.com/"&gt;BondageDamsels.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://clips4sale.com/store/11826"&gt;Clips4sale.com/Bondage Damsels By Robert Deane&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.clips4sale.com/studio/17109"&gt;Clips4sale.com/Handcuffed Damsels - Steel Bondage&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7734809874182464298-8853362942089322613?l=robertdeane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://robertdeane.blogspot.com/feeds/8853362942089322613/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7734809874182464298&amp;postID=8853362942089322613' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7734809874182464298/posts/default/8853362942089322613'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7734809874182464298/posts/default/8853362942089322613'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://robertdeane.blogspot.com/2008/10/sometimes-you-find-friend-you-didnt.html' title='Sometimes you find a friend you didn&apos;t know you had.'/><author><name>Robert Deane</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7734809874182464298.post-3015099412055194331</id><published>2008-10-06T19:38:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-06T19:40:19.331-04:00</updated><title type='text'>This week at BondageDamsels</title><content type='html'>As promised, the info on this week's updates at&lt;br /&gt;www.bondagedamsels.com&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monday:&lt;br /&gt;Brody: Tied, Tapegagged and Escape Attempts?  Futile!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brody always considers helsef the "queen of escape".  So she loves a&lt;br /&gt;challenge, and so do it.  Tight ropes, tapegagged (and, yep, her mouth&lt;br /&gt;stuffed with a drooling cloth that keeps her even quieter), and to&lt;br /&gt;make her escape attempts tougher, taping her hands together.  She&lt;br /&gt;didn't like it; she knew escape was nearly impossible.  And the look&lt;br /&gt;on her face?  Priceless!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tuesday&lt;br /&gt;Pantera: Frogtied &amp; Ballgagged&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She lives dowqn the hall and always stops by, especially when she's&lt;br /&gt;dressed to go out for the night.  As she slid off her heels to shake&lt;br /&gt;her little body across the hardwood floor, I knew her plans were going&lt;br /&gt;to change.  She wasn't going out; she wasn't going anywhere, at least&lt;br /&gt;not for a while.  And when she rolled over and spread her legs, I knw&lt;br /&gt;what her plans really were.  It was going to be a long night; an&lt;br /&gt;enjoyable and long night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wednessday&lt;br /&gt;Cali: Practicing to be an Escape Artist&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She said it was a contest at the local pub, escape from rope and get a&lt;br /&gt;night's drinking on the house.  So she came to me for practic.  Except&lt;br /&gt;I put her in hemp rope ... hogtied, legs crossed and elbows touching&lt;br /&gt;....that was more than anyone at the bar could ever do.   She never&lt;br /&gt;made it to the pub, but I won the prize:  sitting back, having several&lt;br /&gt;brews, and watching as she struggled, sliding back and forth, not&lt;br /&gt;looking happy at all.  It was going to cost me a dinner later, but it&lt;br /&gt;was worth the price of admission&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thursday&lt;br /&gt;Riley: Strapped, BallGagged &amp; Exposed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need to go out for dinner more often.  One night while with some&lt;br /&gt;friends, we started talking about "bondage", photography and all of&lt;br /&gt;the stuff that we do.  Before I knew it, our waitress had dropped off&lt;br /&gt;a piece of paper with her name, phone number and a big smile.  Seems&lt;br /&gt;that it was something she always wanted to try.  And I am supposed to&lt;br /&gt;refuse?  Several days later, she was strapped tight, a mouth filling&lt;br /&gt;ballgag, and the zipper on her jogging top pulled down, exposeing&lt;br /&gt;those very natural - and very cute - breasts.  And that was only the&lt;br /&gt;beginning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday&lt;br /&gt;Fayth: Strapped, BallGagged &amp; Forced TO Behae&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fayth is one of the hardest workers in this biz.  She has only one bad&lt;br /&gt;habit: she smokes.  And she told me that this trip she really wanted&lt;br /&gt;to quit, asking for my help.  I'm not sure she expected what I would&lt;br /&gt;do:  strap her - TIGHT! - to the stool, arms behind her back, elbows&lt;br /&gt;touching.  And jam that mouth-filling ballgag into her mouth.  No&lt;br /&gt;movement, no cigarettes, though lots of cute noises.  And, yes, she&lt;br /&gt;was "smokin"" that night!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday:&lt;br /&gt;Lola Lynn: Strappado Handcuff, BallGagged, and Struggling&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are just some things that I have to do, especially with someone&lt;br /&gt;like Lola who is used to getting her way all of the time.  Like put&lt;br /&gt;Lola Lynn in handcuffs, jam that huge ballgag past her willing and&lt;br /&gt;wiaiting lips, and then cuff her ankles.  And watch.  As she wants to&lt;br /&gt;be touched or even touch hefslef.  Neither was going to happen, as her&lt;br /&gt;female aroma filled the room.  That wasn't all she wanted, but tonight&lt;br /&gt;she was not toing to get her way.  At last not until those noises got&lt;br /&gt;a lot softer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday&lt;br /&gt;Allison Returns: Tied - Elbows Touching, BallGagged and&lt;br /&gt;Looking Oh-So-Cute&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The things I do for my damsels.  Allison called - yes, I was working&lt;br /&gt;but never too busy to talk to her - and said that her boyfriend wanted&lt;br /&gt;to learn about bondage.  Could I, she asked , please let her come&lt;br /&gt;over, and shoot some pix as "study guides"?  Of course I am never too&lt;br /&gt;busy for that.  And when she walked in, wearing only that shirt,&lt;br /&gt;panties and boots, I knew what needed to be done.  Tie her- tightly&lt;br /&gt;with her elbows touching, watch as she opened for mouth for the&lt;br /&gt;ballgag.  And when I was done, call her boyfriend and suggest he hurry&lt;br /&gt;over.  He did, I left the two of them alone and went to my office to&lt;br /&gt;work.  When I returned, he was gone, so was she, and so were the ropes&lt;br /&gt;and the ballgag.  I think they're going to have lots of fun.  Another&lt;br /&gt;"good deed" from the guy who does the Tightest Bondage in Town&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't miss any of it ... it's easy, for the low price of a memberhip!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.bondagedamsels.com/"&gt;BondageDamsels.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7734809874182464298-3015099412055194331?l=robertdeane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://robertdeane.blogspot.com/feeds/3015099412055194331/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7734809874182464298&amp;postID=3015099412055194331' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7734809874182464298/posts/default/3015099412055194331'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7734809874182464298/posts/default/3015099412055194331'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://robertdeane.blogspot.com/2008/10/this-week-at-bondagedamsels.html' title='This week at BondageDamsels'/><author><name>Robert Deane</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7734809874182464298.post-4801374268502261543</id><published>2008-10-03T18:34:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-03T18:41:37.731-04:00</updated><title type='text'>I know I'm old but......</title><content type='html'>&lt;i&gt;Now let me tell you the story ‘bout a man named Charlie, on a tragic and fateful day.  He put ten cents in his pocket, kissed his wife and family, went to ride on the M.T.A.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Those are the opening lyrics of an early 60’s era folk song titled M.T.A., about the Boston Metropolitan Transit Authority, sung by a trio of Nick, Bob and Dave, known as the Kingston Trio.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nick Reynolds, one of the founders, died earler this week.  He was in his 70s.  This is not to focus on his death but on his life, as he and the Kingston Trio brought folk music to the forefront in the late 50s and early 60s.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There were songs like &lt;i&gt;Tom Dooley&lt;/i&gt;.  Pete Seeger’s &lt;I&gt;Where Have All the Flowers Gone&lt;/I&gt; was to become the anthem of the anti-Vietnam war crowd, with its memorable words of young men &lt;i&gt;gone to graveyards, everyone&lt;/i&gt;.  Following the Kingston Trio were Bob Dylan, Joan Baez and Peter Paul and Mary, with some memorable songs and protest lyrics.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a long time ago, another war, another generation.  But on days like today, it seems little more than yesterday. Thanks for the memories, Nick.  And may you Rest In Peace.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.bondagedamsels.com/"&gt;BondageDamsels.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://clips4sale.com/store/11826"&gt;Clips4sale.com/Bondage Damsels By Robert Deane&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.clips4sale.com/studio/17109"&gt;Clips4sale.com/Handcuffed Damsels - Steel Bondage&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7734809874182464298-4801374268502261543?l=robertdeane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://robertdeane.blogspot.com/feeds/4801374268502261543/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7734809874182464298&amp;postID=4801374268502261543' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7734809874182464298/posts/default/4801374268502261543'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7734809874182464298/posts/default/4801374268502261543'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://robertdeane.blogspot.com/2008/10/i-know-im-old-but.html' title='I know I&apos;m old but......'/><author><name>Robert Deane</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7734809874182464298.post-1614553313471568870</id><published>2008-10-02T16:32:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-02T17:09:28.113-04:00</updated><title type='text'>A new feature</title><content type='html'>Beginning this weekend, you can get a "sneak preview" of what's coming that week at BondageDamsels.com.  Check the blog and I'll let you know what's coming and, often, the story behind the photos.   The behind the scenes...the "how DID she get all tied up like that?" background..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's a blog exclusive....beginning this weekend&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.bondagedamsels.com/"&gt;BondageDamsels.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://clips4sale.com/store/11826"&gt;Clips4sale.com/Bondage Damsels By Robert Deane&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.clips4sale.com/studio/17109"&gt;Clips4sale.com/Handcuffed Damsels - Steel Bondage&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7734809874182464298-1614553313471568870?l=robertdeane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://robertdeane.blogspot.com/feeds/1614553313471568870/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7734809874182464298&amp;postID=1614553313471568870' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7734809874182464298/posts/default/1614553313471568870'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7734809874182464298/posts/default/1614553313471568870'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://robertdeane.blogspot.com/2008/10/new-feature.html' title='A new feature'/><author><name>Robert Deane</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7734809874182464298.post-888841796131322994</id><published>2008-08-26T13:23:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2008-08-26T13:26:17.717-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Perhaps the drama has come to an end....</title><content type='html'>Things I think I think:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps a bit of the drama in Tampa has come to an end. The two participants have shook hands (I even have a photo to prove it....ohhhhmmmmyyyyygawd!), a public apology was made, and maybe ... just maybe ... things can get back to normal, whatever that may be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I say "perhaps" because there is remaining one idiot. What's an "idiot", you ask? Someone who jumped in to make public and insulting comments against one of the two participants and then sent a "private apology" when things calmed down. Sorry, but at least in my corner of the world, it doesn't work that way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The man who publicly apologized has my respect. I have told him that, I have stated that in a public forum. Not that it matters to anyone, let alone to him, not that anyone really cares. But he does have it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The one who went the route of the "private apology", and mentioned it only when questioned? He was an idiot, still IS an idiot, and unless the world changes, always will be an idiot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But that's just my $.02 worth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And me? I'm going back to editing those pix and clips. They reflect the moments that I really enjoy, working with the sweet damsels. And it makes me (and my damsels) very happy when you enjoy them, too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.bondagedamsels.com/"&gt;BondageDamsels.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://clips4sale.com/store/11826"&gt;Clips4sale.com/Bondage Damsels By Robert Deane&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.clips4sale.com/studio/17109"&gt;Clips4sale.com/Handcuffed Damsels - Steel Bondage&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7734809874182464298-888841796131322994?l=robertdeane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://robertdeane.blogspot.com/feeds/888841796131322994/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7734809874182464298&amp;postID=888841796131322994' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7734809874182464298/posts/default/888841796131322994'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7734809874182464298/posts/default/888841796131322994'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://robertdeane.blogspot.com/2008/08/perhaps-drama-has-come-to-end.html' title='Perhaps the drama has come to an end....'/><author><name>Robert Deane</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7734809874182464298.post-3526657054061573564</id><published>2008-08-20T20:32:00.006-04:00</published><updated>2008-08-20T21:30:48.756-04:00</updated><title type='text'>I think I missed a helluva party....</title><content type='html'>Well, at least part of it anyway.  That annual get-together in Tampa.  Lots of models were there; lots of photogs were also there.  And, yep, lots of &lt;b&gt;drama&lt;/b&gt;, at least two moments that occurred at the bar and the cabstand, or so I am told.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got an email (in fact, I actually got &lt;i&gt;several emails&lt;/i&gt;) about it.  And they all said the same thing.  It was two moments that many may have missed ... but I wish that I hadn't.  And one part of it was an apology that was supposed to be forthcoming.  In the true Las Vegas style, there are several bets on whether it will occur ... no details yet on the betting line.  I'll be sure to let you know what happens.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, to the good stuff:  it was a great day as our newest &lt;i&gt;bondage virgin&lt;/i&gt;, a sweet damsel named Riley was introduced - to bondage! Not only was it her first time, but the day was filled with touching elbows and mouth-filling ballgags ... and nipple clamps!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You'll see more of her soon at the website.  And you can catch up with her today at the YahooGroup ... she's today's YahooGroup Feature Photo (if you found your way here, you can find you way there ... hehehehe)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And me?  I'm going back to editing those photos and vids.  All for you to enjoy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.bondagedamsels.com/"&gt;BondageDamsels.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://clips4sale.com/store/11826"&gt;Clips4sale.com/Bondage Damsels By Robert Deane&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.clips4sale.com/studio/17109"&gt;Clips4sale.com/Handcuffed Damsels - Steel Bondage&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7734809874182464298-3526657054061573564?l=robertdeane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://robertdeane.blogspot.com/feeds/3526657054061573564/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7734809874182464298&amp;postID=3526657054061573564' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7734809874182464298/posts/default/3526657054061573564'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7734809874182464298/posts/default/3526657054061573564'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://robertdeane.blogspot.com/2008/08/i-think-i-missed-helluva-party.html' title='I think I missed a helluva party....'/><author><name>Robert Deane</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7734809874182464298.post-6588567284871747161</id><published>2008-08-12T20:35:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-08-12T20:52:14.544-04:00</updated><title type='text'>The Drama has already begun....</title><content type='html'>It hasn't even begun yet ... at least not officially.  &lt;i&gt;The Con&lt;/i&gt;, if I recall correctly, doesn't begin until tomorrow.  But the &lt;b&gt;drama&lt;/b&gt;?  It has already begun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First, a model who apparently is trying to make a name for herself in this biz says something like &lt;i&gt;if you bondage photographers have to grope my boobs a little, I guess that's okay&lt;/i&gt;, inferring that she still wouldn't be happy with it.  Sure, every model has their limits.  And limits have to be respected ... ALWAYS.  But to post something like that in a public forum?  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then, what was an old issue - at least it should have been - between two bondage photographers, both in the Tampa area, got resurrected by one of them.  I can only call it &lt;i&gt;the shotgun approach&lt;/i&gt;, since while shooting at that other photographer he took a shot at several other people, one of which is one of the moving forces in The Con.  (By the way, if you want the details ... don't bother, don't ask, I'm not going into the details.  If you really want to know, it's out there if you want to find it).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FetishCon is a good event.  It brings together photographers and models, and also those of the fans who save up for 12 months for a Florida trip.  It was how some models and photographers began their careers.  If for that reason alone, it has earned its stripes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So here I sit, in the ol' 'Burgh, planning shoots through October.  And relaxing.  And enjoying - REALLY enjoying - that I am not going to be part of that drama this week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.bondagedamsels.com/"&gt;BondageDamsels.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://clips4sale.com/store/11826"&gt;Clips4sale.com/Bondage Damsels By Robert Deane&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.clips4sale.com/studio/17109"&gt;Clips4sale.com/Handcuffed Damsels - Steel Bondage&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7734809874182464298-6588567284871747161?l=robertdeane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://robertdeane.blogspot.com/feeds/6588567284871747161/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7734809874182464298&amp;postID=6588567284871747161' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7734809874182464298/posts/default/6588567284871747161'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7734809874182464298/posts/default/6588567284871747161'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://robertdeane.blogspot.com/2008/08/drama-has-already-begun.html' title='The Drama has already begun....'/><author><name>Robert Deane</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7734809874182464298.post-8293639823303773593</id><published>2008-08-11T23:20:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-08-11T23:24:59.819-04:00</updated><title type='text'>P.S.</title><content type='html'>I always manage to forget something ... yep, if my head wasn't attached, well, you know the rest of that one.  A bunch of interesting things coming up in the coming days, weeks and months.  Some I can mention, some I can't (thought I can do a &lt;i&gt;hint, hint&lt;/i&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some excitig things coming up on the website.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If all goes well, two new YahooGroups (well, &lt;i&gt;one&lt;/i&gt; new ... hehehehe).  And two new Clips pages.&lt;br /&gt;One existing website, long somewhat dormant, being reintroduced to the bondage world.&lt;br /&gt;All of that if I can keep going ... putting one foot in front of another.  After all, no one said it would be easy.  Or boring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So stick around.  And watch.  And enjoy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7734809874182464298-8293639823303773593?l=robertdeane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://robertdeane.blogspot.com/feeds/8293639823303773593/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7734809874182464298&amp;postID=8293639823303773593' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7734809874182464298/posts/default/8293639823303773593'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7734809874182464298/posts/default/8293639823303773593'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://robertdeane.blogspot.com/2008/08/ps.html' title='P.S.'/><author><name>Robert Deane</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7734809874182464298.post-5685675332941220574</id><published>2008-08-11T22:28:00.006-04:00</published><updated>2008-08-11T22:55:36.634-04:00</updated><title type='text'>And why am I not at FetishCon??</title><content type='html'>Yep, two updates in one day.  Hooooorah!  Can you handle it?  Gawd, I hope so, because I'm not sure if I can...lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just got asked the question a little while ago:  &lt;i&gt;Why are YOU not at Fetishcon&lt;/i&gt;?  Fair question, deserves a fair answer.  And I can do that in one word:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;DRAMA&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's a good event, it has been running for a number of years, beginning with its roots in New York City.  But even then it was overflowing with &lt;i&gt;drama&lt;/i&gt;, part of the reason why it got moved south to Tampa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had originally planned to attend.  Not to shoot ... in my original days almost every photoshoot was at a hotel or motel room.  It was then that I discovered that most discount motels used the same style bed cover.  The same wallpaper.  And the same furniture.  Which means that oh-so-many of the photos &lt;i&gt;back in the day&lt;/i&gt; looked like they had been shot in the same place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, much of the same can be said of my studio, but I try to use different props, different areas in the studio, and even paint the walls a different color (which has interestingly caused my digital camera to become a little psychotic .. but that's another story!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But back to Fetish con ......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This year, more than most, it has become - at least in this ol' man's opinion - more populated by &lt;i&gt;drama llamas&lt;/i&gt;.  I don't need to fly to Tampa for that ... there's enough of it in the ol' 'Burgh.  And though a few folks who I wanted to spend a bit of time with - elbow bending at the bar - would be there, quite a few others for one reason or another would not be.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you have kept track of what &lt;i&gt;the old guy&lt;/i&gt; is doing lately, you'll see that he doesn't have to make the trip to Tampa to find models (don't ya just love it when someone talks in the &lt;i&gt;third person&lt;/i&gt; ... I try to sneak that sports talk in every so often!).  So here I stay ... in the week in which I would have been in Tampa, taking the time to breath two or three times in a row, getting ready for a series of mega-shoots, each week, every week, from now through October.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I don't even have to leave town to do it!  Hehehehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fasten your seat belt, folks ... you're in for an &lt;i&gt;e-ticket ride&lt;/i&gt;.  And THAT is a promise!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.bondagedamsels.com/"&gt;BondageDamsels.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://clips4sale.com/store/11826"&gt;Clips4sale.com/Bondage Damsels By Robert Deane&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.clips4sale.com/studio/17109"&gt;Clips4sale.com/Handcuffed Damsels - Steel Bondage&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7734809874182464298-5685675332941220574?l=robertdeane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://robertdeane.blogspot.com/feeds/5685675332941220574/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7734809874182464298&amp;postID=5685675332941220574' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7734809874182464298/posts/default/5685675332941220574'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7734809874182464298/posts/default/5685675332941220574'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://robertdeane.blogspot.com/2008/08/and-why-am-i-not-at-fetishcon.html' title='And why am I not at FetishCon??'/><author><name>Robert Deane</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7734809874182464298.post-1447916037612258534</id><published>2008-08-11T22:14:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2008-08-11T22:20:32.454-04:00</updated><title type='text'>They're not falling out of the trees ... but maybe they should be!</title><content type='html'>A photog I know down south used to say that the &lt;i&gt;models were falling from the trees&lt;/i&gt;, or something like that.  It seems like the same thing is going on up here in the ol' 'Burgh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life continues to get interesting ... intense (a &lt;b&gt;GOOD&lt;/b&gt; intense, if&lt;br /&gt;there is such a thing).  At this point, I am scheduling photoshoots&lt;br /&gt;for the end of September - yep, booked all the way through till then - and in to October!.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For October/November:  a model who, for various reasons, dropped out&lt;br /&gt;of the biz just called to tell me that &lt;i&gt;heeeeeee's back!&lt;/i&gt; (YAY!) and&lt;br /&gt;bringing two friends with her.  Another model ... one of your fan&lt;br /&gt;favorites ... has introduced me to one of HER friends.  And I think&lt;br /&gt;we're going to do some great work together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another model from up in the New York state area finally read her&lt;br /&gt;messages on MM (okay, she was busy ... and, if the truth be known, I&lt;br /&gt;think it might have been worth the wait!!).  She's telling me that&lt;br /&gt;she wants to come to The 'Burgh for a bondage photoshoot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And one more just TAGged me on the shoulder, so to speak, telling me that she's very interested in working with &lt;i&gt;the ol' man&lt;/i&gt; (my words, not hers ... hehehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We've got a guy who has been patiently waiting for me to get back to&lt;br /&gt;him about custom photoshoots.  My models are ready ... he's ready ...&lt;br /&gt;all I got to do is get my head out of my a*s and set things up&lt;br /&gt;Okay, I will ... I promise!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last - at least for now - we've got a really cute damsel&lt;br /&gt;named &lt;i&gt;Arizona&lt;/i&gt; who is doing her first bondage photoshoot later this&lt;br /&gt;month.  A little blonde-haired minx.  And if you know anything about&lt;br /&gt;a song by Mark Lindsay by the same name ... hehehehe ... it's going&lt;br /&gt;to be a fun day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yep, life is good.&lt;br /&gt;Busy but good&lt;br /&gt;Intense ... in a good way!&lt;br /&gt;I am doing nothing but smiling&lt;br /&gt;And when you see the results, I have no doubt that you will be doing the same thing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.bondagedamsels.com/"&gt;BondageDamsels.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://clips4sale.com/store/11826"&gt;Clips4sale.com/Bondage Damsels By Robert Deane&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.clips4sale.com/studio/17109"&gt;Clips4sale.com/Handcuffed Damsels - Steel Bondage&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7734809874182464298-1447916037612258534?l=robertdeane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://robertdeane.blogspot.com/feeds/1447916037612258534/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7734809874182464298&amp;postID=1447916037612258534' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7734809874182464298/posts/default/1447916037612258534'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7734809874182464298/posts/default/1447916037612258534'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://robertdeane.blogspot.com/2008/08/theyre-not-falling-out-of-trees-but.html' title='They&apos;re not falling out of the trees ... but maybe they should be!'/><author><name>Robert Deane</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7734809874182464298.post-5340919713467733455</id><published>2008-07-25T21:35:00.008-04:00</published><updated>2008-07-25T22:05:18.717-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Has it really been that long?</title><content type='html'>Has it really been that long since I have even looked at this thing, let alone posted to it.  Apparently yes.  Blogs don't lie (though I am not sre that I can say the dame thing for &lt;strong&gt;bloggers&lt;/strong&gt; ... hehehehe)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So what's new?  A bunch of &lt;em&gt;super-secret&lt;/em&gt; stuff that I can't tell you about ... well, not yet, anyway.  And if I did tell you, I'd have to ... gawd, you know that line so I won't repeat it at this point. It's going to change the way that you look at us, how you see us, what you think of us.  Okay, who is &lt;em&gt;us&lt;/em&gt;?  Well, that's also &lt;em&gt;super-secret&lt;/em&gt;, too, so if I told you .... you get the idea!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But the stuff that I &lt;strong&gt;can&lt;/strong&gt; tell you: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've decided a couple of things, the first of which is that a &lt;em&gt;has been &lt;/em&gt;combined with a &lt;em&gt;never will be &lt;/em&gt;doesn't make for anything.  I can hear you now; Robert, you are speaking in a strange tongue.  You're not making sense.  But if you stop and think about it, it actually will (or maybe it will.  if it doesn't that's your problem and not mine)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next is that those folks who want to bring &lt;strong&gt;drama&lt;/strong&gt; into my life ... not just in a shovel-full but enough to fill a dump truck ... will find themselves no longer welcome, pointed towards the door and kicked hard in the butt to get them through it.  Ignoring them also helps; I keep trying to learn how to do that.  And I must be getting better at it, though some days I definitely backslde.  I'll try to quit doing that, my stress level tells me that I have to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've also figured out, as I move towards a more drama-free zone, that there are a whole bunch of people who remind me of a daisy-chain-cluster-f*ck.  &lt;em&gt;You're the best&lt;/em&gt;, one says to the other.  &lt;em&gt;No, you're the best&lt;/em&gt;, is the response.  It becomes so sickening that I think my glucose level goes up off the scale.  Who says the really important stuff?  &lt;strong&gt;YOU&lt;/strong&gt;, the folks who buy this stuff that we produce, you're the most important factor in this equation.  Because especially in this crazy economy of ours for you to spend your hard-earned dollars on the stuff we produce says it all and says it loudly, clearly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Which shoves me into my last point for the today:  in the coming week's you'll see a bunch of new faces (okay, bodies, too!!) as well as those familiar faces (yep, bodies, too ... see how quickly you learn??) you have told us you like by buying the ... well, if you can't finish up that thought you're not paying attention!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So stay tuned, stick around, and enjoy.  That's what it's all about ... at least that's what it should be all about!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.bondagedamsels.com/"&gt;BondageDamsels.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://clips4sale.com/store/11826"&gt;Clips4sale.com/Bondage Damsels By Robert Deane&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.clips4sale.com/studio/17109"&gt;Clips4sale.com/Handcuffed Damsels - Steel Bondage&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7734809874182464298-5340919713467733455?l=robertdeane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://robertdeane.blogspot.com/feeds/5340919713467733455/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7734809874182464298&amp;postID=5340919713467733455' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7734809874182464298/posts/default/5340919713467733455'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7734809874182464298/posts/default/5340919713467733455'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://robertdeane.blogspot.com/2008/07/has-it-really-been-that-long.html' title='Has it really been that long?'/><author><name>Robert Deane</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7734809874182464298.post-2992592084389180209</id><published>2008-01-23T22:34:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-01-23T22:49:55.313-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Robert's Journal ... Stuff and More Stuff</title><content type='html'>It has been a hectic week at the &lt;strong&gt;BondageDamselsEstates&lt;/strong&gt;.  But also, for various reasons, a time to pause and think. Not a bad idea to do that every so often, and sometimes the strangest stuff triggers it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like a comment from a fellow website producer about Yahoo. It's a long comment (and some folks think I'm &lt;em&gt;wordy&lt;/em&gt;???). But I think it's worth sharing:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"To be perfectly honest...I don't put much stock in yahoo groups. I as well as other producers use these yahoo groups to market our products, in this case damsel in distress images and videos. But the truth is that yahoo groups generate very, very few hits for my site and I am sure others sites as well and they generate even fewer memberships.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Memberships are what funds the work we do to create the images the members here crave. Without memberships to our pay site or purchases of our video clipsthe supply of images and videos would dwindle to near nothing being produced. Models, equipment, studios, locations, video editing, webhosting and other overhead costs need to be funded. But ... yahoo, and I do track the hits, generates fewer then 5% of the daily hits at my site and clips store, and far less then 1% of the actually sales and memberships ... I averageabout 10 hits a day at my site and clips store from yahoo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I used to 'spam' many different groups a few times a week to try to generate more hits...but still even with all that work of attaching photos and writing emails, giving away free samples, the hits never seem to grow. ...I guess the main reason I would like to keep it going is that .... I am proud of most of my work and would love to share it with as many people as possible without shortchanging the subscribers that support my work with their hard earned dollars. So a few samples of my work spread here and there with the hopes of generating more memberships or video clips sales is acceptable."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Definitely &lt;em&gt;wordy&lt;/em&gt;, but there's a lot in those words.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have also tracked both hits and sales from Yahoo, and they are in similar percentages to his. Like him, I am also proud of my work and I do like to occasionally share.  But I have to focus on what &lt;em&gt;pays the bills&lt;/em&gt;: pays for the equipment, the production, the editing, the bandwidth and, most especially, those lovely damsels who are featured on the pages of my website(which is updated &lt;strong&gt;SEVEN&lt;/strong&gt; times a week) and clips pages.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So what does that all mean? It means that you will still see at my Yahoo group from time to time. But not as often as before. Yet still often enough to give you a sample or two of the ladies I proudly call The DeaneDamsels.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The other thought that has been bouncing around is a comment about what is called &lt;em&gt;bondage virgins&lt;/em&gt;. It's basically a reference to a photoshoot when it's the model's first experience in the bondage biz. It's a trap in which I also occasionally fall into, touting that working with me is the model's first time in &lt;strong&gt;tight bondage&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The other end of the spectrum are the &lt;em&gt;country-wide travelers&lt;/em&gt; who go from website to website.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's nothing wrong with either. Both have their place in this crazy biz. But if you look at the pages of my website you will find that most of the models were &lt;em&gt;newbies&lt;/em&gt; who had their first serious bondage experience working with me.  Some have gone on to become more well-known in the biz; others have preferred to &lt;em&gt;stay local&lt;/em&gt; and work with me (or only a very limited group of bondage producers) until they have decided for their own personal reasons that it is time to leave the biz.  A few others show up, find that it is more than they anticipated (don't they understand the words &lt;strong&gt;tight bondage&lt;/strong&gt;?? But that's another subject!) and not return.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yet even with the &lt;em&gt;country-wide travelers&lt;/em&gt;, there are several kinds. One is, as another producer recently described it, "a crap load of prima donna's jumping around from site to site to mug for the camera who wouldn't give you the time of day if you didn't whip out a handful of cash and tell them how irresistible they are."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thankfully, though, there are just as many - if not more - who are, without a doubt, professionals trying to make a living doing what they enjoy doing - and give their best every time that they are in front of the camera.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Many of us on this end of the camera first built our own reputation by working with the &lt;em&gt;country-wide travelers&lt;/em&gt;. But, at least for me, while I will still work with them if they are in town I have preferred to focus on the local model- the &lt;strong&gt;true girl next door&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dylan is one example; she worked with me several years ago. But her personal life took several interesting turns and it was not until recently that she returned. Mandi Rae is another. The same with Kimberly Anne, Payton, Allison, Tiana, Lacy Jane, Angela, and countless others. Yet also in the group of DeaneDamsels are models such as Fayth, Marvel Girl and Christina Carter, plus others who are scheduled to workwith the ol' man in the coming months.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's a mix, though without a doubt more emphasis on the local models. You seem to like it that way, voting by your hard-earned dollars as you buy the memberships, clips and tokengalleries.So what am I saying here? That if you are looking for the &lt;em&gt;real&lt;/em&gt; girl next doot, with the occasional well-known national model, stop by and check out the ever-increasing &lt;em&gt;Deane's List&lt;/em&gt;of damsels!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Believe me when I say that you'll thank yourself when you do!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.bondagedamsels.com/"&gt;http://www.bondagedamsels.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://clips4sale.com/store/11826"&gt;http://clips4sale.com/store/11826&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.clips4sale.com/studio/17109"&gt;http://www.clips4sale.com/studio/17109&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://groups.yahoo.com/group/robertdeane"&gt;http://groups.yahoo.com/group/robertdeane&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7734809874182464298-2992592084389180209?l=robertdeane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://robertdeane.blogspot.com/feeds/2992592084389180209/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7734809874182464298&amp;postID=2992592084389180209' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7734809874182464298/posts/default/2992592084389180209'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7734809874182464298/posts/default/2992592084389180209'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://robertdeane.blogspot.com/2008/01/roberts-journal-stuff-and-more-stuff.html' title='Robert&apos;s Journal ... Stuff and More Stuff'/><author><name>Robert Deane</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7734809874182464298.post-6459970637344334519</id><published>2007-10-20T22:40:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-10-20T22:51:12.266-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Robert's Journal:  When One Door Closes</title><content type='html'>Today's edition of Robert's Journal:&lt;br /&gt;It's either words of wisdom and wit&lt;br /&gt;or nonsense and sh*t&lt;br /&gt;It's up to you to decide.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's not necessarily only this biz; what happens in this crazy business happens in a lot of others, especially those even in the slightest way associated with the arts.People come into this biz and then, for one reason or another, they leave.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two of my models have recently decided that, at least for the present time, they are going to *retire* from the biz.  Both have explained their reasons; I understand both.  But even that understanding doesn't mean that I will not miss working with them.  Each of them, in their own way, brightened my day and made the ol' man smile when they came in for a photoshoot.  Or even just called to say hello.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At some point you, dear reader, will figure out who they are.  But until then, don't fear, I've got lots of unposted content of both of them to share with you.  And to remind me of them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The good news is that with neither of them is it a final goodbye.The door is not closed.  And with that door still open, even ever slightly, a bit of sunlight can still sneak through.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yet even with that, I am reminded of the phrase &lt;em&gt;When one doorcloses, another opens&lt;/em&gt;.  Several new models have recently come into my professional life.  And a few more are scheduled to come through the doorway at BondageDamsels Estates shortly.  Each brings their own unique persepective and appearance, and their own mixture of hard work and enjoyment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I look forward to presenting them to you on the websites; I am confident that you will enjoy meeting these new &lt;em&gt;Deane's List Damsels&lt;/em&gt; as much as I enjoy working with them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And if the images on the website have begun look a bit different, as if they have gone up a notch or two, I give the credit to my new PA and MUA, a sweet damsel named Nautika Demise.  Not only does she give my damsels a new look .. which you will begin to see ...  but she also brings with her a fresh perspective to this crazy biz.  And along with that several very mischevious ideas for photoseries.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yep ... when one door closes, another door opens.&lt;br /&gt;That's the way it's supposed to be.&lt;br /&gt;That's what makes this ol' man smile&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And lest you forget ... you are now free to resume surfing the Net for porn, at least for now, as long as you remember to come back and visit!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://groups.yahoo.com/group/robertdeane"&gt;groups.yahoo.com/group/robertdeane&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.bondagedamsels.com/"&gt;www.bondagedamsels.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.tightties.com/"&gt;www.tightties.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://clips4sale.com/store/11826"&gt;clips4sale.com/store/11826&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7734809874182464298-6459970637344334519?l=robertdeane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://robertdeane.blogspot.com/feeds/6459970637344334519/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7734809874182464298&amp;postID=6459970637344334519' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7734809874182464298/posts/default/6459970637344334519'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7734809874182464298/posts/default/6459970637344334519'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://robertdeane.blogspot.com/2007/10/roberts-journal-when-one-door-closes.html' title='Robert&apos;s Journal:  When One Door Closes'/><author><name>Robert Deane</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7734809874182464298.post-8487591833797903108</id><published>2007-10-05T22:13:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-10-05T22:19:25.609-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Our Bondage Sweater Girl - Kimberly Anne</title><content type='html'>It's our &lt;i&gt;Deane's List&lt;/i&gt; damselKimberly Anne ... filling out that tight sweater in all the right places ... a clip of her struggling ...&lt;b&gt;struggling HARD&lt;/b&gt; ... in tight bondage(ballgagged, too!) on our clips page&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://clips4sale.com/store/11826"&gt;http://clips4sale.com/store/11826&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yep, life is definitely good!&lt;br /&gt;RD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7734809874182464298-8487591833797903108?l=robertdeane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://robertdeane.blogspot.com/feeds/8487591833797903108/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7734809874182464298&amp;postID=8487591833797903108' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7734809874182464298/posts/default/8487591833797903108'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7734809874182464298/posts/default/8487591833797903108'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://robertdeane.blogspot.com/2007/10/our-bondage-sweater-girl-kimberly-anne.html' title='Our Bondage Sweater Girl - Kimberly Anne'/><author><name>Robert Deane</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7734809874182464298.post-1822915718032376759</id><published>2007-10-01T06:04:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-10-01T06:07:15.647-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Crimson Returns</title><content type='html'>It's today's update at the Clips Store&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://clips4sale.com/store/11826"&gt;http://clips4sale.com/store/11826&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Crimson: Hogtied, Cuffed &amp;amp; Cumming To The Party&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's a three-segment clip feature a damsel named Crimson&lt;br /&gt; (hehehe,something about her red hair!)&lt;br /&gt;First, a combination hogtie &amp;amp; balltie ... with a bright red tapegag&lt;br /&gt;Then cuffed - hand and foot - and ballgagged&lt;br /&gt;And since she was a very good girl, struggling in her bondage, herreward: tied to the chair, o-ring gagged, and a vibrator tied betweenher legs. And letting her enjoy those rolling orgasms ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For&lt;strong&gt; HER&lt;/strong&gt; enjoyment ... and for &lt;strong&gt;YOUR&lt;/strong&gt; enjoyment, too!&lt;br /&gt;The Sunday updates&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://clips4sale.com/store/11826"&gt;http://clips4sale.com/store/11826&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And a whole lot more!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.bondagedamsels.com/"&gt;http://www.bondagedamsels.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.tightties.com/"&gt;http://www.tightties.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7734809874182464298-1822915718032376759?l=robertdeane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://robertdeane.blogspot.com/feeds/1822915718032376759/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7734809874182464298&amp;postID=1822915718032376759' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7734809874182464298/posts/default/1822915718032376759'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7734809874182464298/posts/default/1822915718032376759'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://robertdeane.blogspot.com/2007/10/crimson-returns.html' title='Crimson Returns'/><author><name>Robert Deane</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7734809874182464298.post-4293197717913296110</id><published>2007-10-01T05:53:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-10-01T05:59:58.577-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Coming this week at BondageDamsels</title><content type='html'>Coming this week at&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.bondagedamsels.com/"&gt;http://www.bondagedamsels.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;our updates for the week beginning Monday, October 1st:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Payton&lt;/em&gt; ... one of your favorite redheads (okay, one of my favorites,too!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Chrystine&lt;/em&gt; ... she's new to the modeling biz and she was told it wouldbe tight ... I didn't disappoint her!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Kelly Kole&lt;/em&gt; ... The Soprano's may be gone, but Kelly Kole is still here ... Playboy Model and BadaBing Girl!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Layla&lt;/em&gt; ... Tight strap bondage. She said that she wouldn't have it anyother way!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Mariah&lt;/em&gt; ... She didn't look too happy that she couldn't escape from theropes. And that o-ring gag made her drool. Hehehehe...welcome toBondageDamselsEstates, my sweet!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Kimberly Anne&lt;/em&gt; ... she was the Nosy Neighbor whose curiousity got her into moretrouble than she planned&lt;br /&gt;and&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Lacy Jane&lt;/em&gt; ... she didn't have to go to the West Coast to experience tight bondage. She had already experienced here ... time after time after time..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tight, unforgiving, inescapable bondage&lt;br /&gt;The way &lt;strong&gt;YOU&lt;/strong&gt; like it&lt;br /&gt;The way that my &lt;strong&gt;Deane's List&lt;/strong&gt; Damsels like it, too!&lt;br /&gt;You don't want to miss it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.bondagedamsels.com/"&gt;http://www.bondagedamsels.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.bondagedamsels.com/"&gt;http://www.bondagedamsels.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://clips4sale.com/store/11826"&gt;http://clips4sale.com/store/11826&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7734809874182464298-4293197717913296110?l=robertdeane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://robertdeane.blogspot.com/feeds/4293197717913296110/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7734809874182464298&amp;postID=4293197717913296110' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7734809874182464298/posts/default/4293197717913296110'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7734809874182464298/posts/default/4293197717913296110'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://robertdeane.blogspot.com/2007/10/coming-this-week-at-bondagedamsels.html' title='Coming this week at BondageDamsels'/><author><name>Robert Deane</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7734809874182464298.post-7891924639970024122</id><published>2007-10-01T05:50:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-10-01T05:51:33.242-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Coming Soon</title><content type='html'>Coming soon ... as soon as we figure this out!  And &lt;em&gt;that's&lt;/em&gt; a promise!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7734809874182464298-7891924639970024122?l=robertdeane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://robertdeane.blogspot.com/feeds/7891924639970024122/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7734809874182464298&amp;postID=7891924639970024122' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7734809874182464298/posts/default/7891924639970024122'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7734809874182464298/posts/default/7891924639970024122'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://robertdeane.blogspot.com/2007/10/coming-soon.html' title='Coming Soon'/><author><name>Robert Deane</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
