Ah... Bondage Ball... the smell of leather, vinyl and sweat... the crack of the whip and piercing squeal. And that was just waiting on line out front -- for over an hour! There is something so un-sexy about seeing the bondage crowd in bright street lights -- pot bellies hanging over vinyl waistbands -- cottage cheese bulging through fish nets. It's like a frightening episode of The Most Dangerous Catch. I heard from my friend Baad Master, before we got inside, that they were behind schedule and his electro-play model was late. Can you imagine being late to your own electrocution? The nerve!

Bondage Ball took place July 2nd at the Henry Fonda theater on Hollywood Blvd. I'm sure Mr. Fonda would have been so proud to be hosting such an event. I was invited to Bondage Ball by Mistress Vena, who appears in issue #2 of Girls and Corpses Magazine. I brought along Girls and Corpses cover girl, and calendar sexy G&C model, Molly Gosline, who is an adventurous sort and just twenty-two. I so love corrupting the youth of America.

After the tedious wait on Hollywood Blvd (even with VIP and press credentials), where we were ogled by passing motorists gawking at the freak show, we bravely stepped into Bondage Ball, actually jumped in, on top of a human carpet. That's right, a guy laying shirtless on the floor as a sign encouraged you to hop, skip and lump, digging your stiletto heels into the groin and beer belly of this floor bound masochist. Inside the theater was a circus of depravity -- and it was goood. Upstairs and downstairs you could watch a variety of bondage and fetish activities. But mostly is was a people watching event and it doesn't get better than Bondage Ball. Things really got rolling after midnight and the hotties came out (thank Gawd) . Molly pointed out actors such as Jared Leto -- who I've never heard of -- and rock stars who Molly recognized.

A few images lodged in my brain: A legless double amputee man whipping a young bind-folded girl; girls having wings literally pinned to their backs and the patriotic fem with a flag tattooed on her bare chest while a rubber gloved tech pierced a hundred needles into the pattern of old glory hole; and girl being lit up like a Christmas tree by an electric wand. The new trend in bondage seems to be knife play. Real sharpened blades dragged sensually across the bodies of subs by doms. I don't know why but I kept thinking of OJ Simpson.

They also had belly dancers and slaves handing out some surprisingly tasty fresh fruit. The strawberries were sublime. I put grapes between Molly's toes and I think I stared a new fetish as observers gazed on. I particularly enjoyed the area downstairs where you could have your photo taken that a class reunion of freaks. Naturally, I had my pictures taken with Molly -- choking her.

There are these Bondage Balls across the country -- so don't miss out -- if only to get to walk on the human carpet! More pics and info here . I give them two balls up... waaay up.

This has been your Corpsy Minute.

(Photos with T's by Tommy O)