Today I was in the mood for something different. I wanted hot men and a little kink… ok very hot men and hardcore bondage, so I picked out “Raw Rope,” which seemed to have those two elements in spades, plus a bonus waterfall scene and we all know how I like my men wet.
The movie starts off with an element of plot to it as the lead character is apparently roused out of bed by his irate boss. Unfortunately the semblance of plot quickly breaks down into a fantasy so odd that even I had a hard time making the sync up into a cohesive whole. That was disappointing, but it was unfortunately only the first in a long line of disappointments to follow.
Usually when I pull out a bondage movie, there are two elements that I’m really after: the binds themselves and the struggle of model within their restraints. I do have to admit that in “Raw Rope,” the models do get ample time to struggle in some truly lovely bonds – there was even one escape! The restraints themselves were a lovely array of tradition and innovation that really peaked the imagination, but they didn’t let me see how they did any of them. Yes, I’m the annoying audience member that’s not happy at a magic show till they’ve brow beat the magician into showing me just how they did it. I mean, the struggle is nic,e but if all I wanted to see was people trussed up real pretty, there are plenty of photographs for that. When I see an elaborate bond, I wanna see how they knotted every knot and tied every tie, I want to know if the model struggled throughout or was helpful. Just giving me the pretty restraints is like a cum shot without the oral, vaginal and anal sex scenes that should come before it, I know some people like getting to the money shot, but I’m not one of them.
So that was a little disappointing, but I’m kind of used to it. There’s only a handful of movies that actually show you how they get to the final products and though just as long as “Raw Rope,” these movies usually can only feature a fraction of the number of scenes that “Raw Rope” could by cutting out all that work. At this point I was disappointed but not turned entirely off, but the hot waterfall scene came up and featured CBT (cock and ball torture) which wasn’t a great turn on for me either, but I was still hanging in there.
It’s when we get to scene four that things suddenly become a complete turn off. The model in this scene starts off tied to what looks like a gate with ropes restraining him from head to toe. As he struggles in his bonds, you’re given the slow top to bottom panning view I usually love, that lets you take in every inch of straining muscle. As we got to his jockey strapped crotch I thought to myself, “my – that’s a big bulge.”
Yes, yes it was. What I thought was going to be a Mandingo sized treat turned out to be bloated and misshapen, still huge, but oh-so-wrong. I’ve never snapped out of my good place so fast, I actually had to take a minute and walk away from the movie. There are four more scenes after that, but it was useless – at that point nothing was bringing my figurative boner back. I can’t imagine getting slapped with a cold fish in the middle of a passionate three-way being more of a stopper than that was.
Bottom line for me was a total no go. Oddities can be fun, but not knowing they’re coming isn’t so much fun as it is complete boner death. I did struggle through the rest of the movie but nothing in it took the bad taste out of my mind from that one scene. I can’t actually recommend this film to anyone – except those that really want to see it, and in that case go to the end of scene four and enjoy!
-FrzKey
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