Padeye sent me the link to this thread, because just a few months ago, I told him I played Bondage Barbies when I was little. This is way too funny that I wasn’t the only warped little girl out there! Bondage has always been a total turn-on for me, since I was about 8-9 years old. Of course, I was way too young to understand what those funny twingy feelings were when I saw pictures of anyone tied up. But BOY, did that feels good! So I naturally kept the ball rolling by tying up my Barbie and Midge dolls and having Ken and his buddies pass them around to have their way with them.
I once knew these two sisters who for some reason became convinced that their neighbor was a bad man so to warn him out of their yard they took all their Barbies heads off. (at least a dozen) The they placed the on top of popsicle sticks. These were set up in a row on the fence seperating the yards.
Unfortunately, my older sister was 5 when she hit her main Barbie days and this was long before the New Kids on the Block came out. Sadly, we had only girl Barbies. She chose our stuffed Ronald McDonald doll to play the ‘male lead’.
Not only did he have his way with Barbie in many different positions, but in my sisters eyes he became her personal love interest (Super Man). Thus, Ronald would kidnap Barbie by flying her away to his evil lair atop the dresser for some ‘loving’. She really opened my young eyes to the world of sex.
I share her secret love afair with Ronald with others whenever she mentions how weird I was as a child!
When I was teaching, two of my students (14 year-old girls) asked if they could do an assigned research paper/project by making models of medieval torture devices. We discussed what written work should go with the models (as they said, the learning stuff as opposed to the fun stuff), and I okayed the project. A few days later, they asked if they could use Barbie in the models. I had no problem with it. So, projects are due, and these two young ladies show up with a model of 4 or 5 torture devices, complete with a Barbie victim (in ripped and torn, and in one case, burnt outfits). Barbie on a rack, Barbie being burned at the stake, Barbie being crushed by stones, and the universal favorite–Barbie on the guillotine, complete with having her head fall off when the blade was released. I had to start every class by allowing Barbie to be beheaded for weeks! And this was at an all girls school! I was thrilled that they all enjoyed seeing this dubious cultural icon in such straits! Needless to say, the girls got an ‘A’ (the written work was also well done).
So, I don’t know much about Bondage Barbie, but even I (who never owned a Barbie) would be willing to pay money for a Torture Barbie!
my barbie was always the victim of some horrendous accident.
liberal use of white toilet paper bandages and red felt-tip blood.
she spent most of her sad little life strapped to a board ( i’d seen a stryker frame somewhere) with needles stuck in anywhere i thought a vein might run.
I had a Luke Skywalker and a Donnie Osmand doll when I was about 5. My aunt, who is just a few years older than me, had a bunch of barbies.
I always had this elaborate scene of Luke kicking the crap out of Donnie, then having a mena…meno…men…threesome with the barbies. I even made a water bed out of ziplock freezer bags.
I only had one Ken doll, so whenever I got a new Barbie, she was the one who got to be his girlfriend. How a man with only 2 outfits got to score so often, I’ll never know. The new Barbie also became the new owner of the Barbie-sized Ferarri I had. I believe I enacted some cat-fights, as the second-newest Barbie didn’t give up easily. The other older ones would occassionally try to seduce Ken.
We had cable. But I think a lot of children know more about sex than adults give them credit for.
Was “ken” ever produced in an anatomically correct version? I don’t ever recall that ken showed up with any evidence of genitalia…what was his (Ken’s) relationship with barbie, anyway? Were they just platonic friends, or was something else going on…
Tepys was the last name of Vlad Tepys, aka Vlad the Impaler, whom some consider to be the living inspiration for Dracula.
Once Vlad tried to keep an army of bad men out of his back yard (aka, Transylvania or thereabouts) by impaling thousands of his subjects on wooden stakes and lining the roads with them.
And I thought the things I did with my Barbies were perverse!
My sister and I did keep one Barbie a virgin, rather superstitiously. The rest of them were unspeakable trollops! I never thought to tie them up, although they did have many a catfight over Ken.
I also think kids tend to know way more about sex, from various sources, than a parent would expect. I watched soap operas when I was a kid. I think that’s how come my Barbies got raped and turned out to be streetwalkers. High drama!
