Black Friday at the Seattle Eagle does not mean discounts on Yankee Candles® or Croc-kPots®. It actually leans more toward light public bondage and exposed-ass underpants. Read more below.
This most recent Friday, holiday photographer Matt Baume caught these frisky elves working themselves into a sweaty, groping frenzy on the dance floor, on the rail, and in the dark uncharted corners of Seattle's popular leather bar the Eagle.





























































































