You're the bondage expert here. Jilli reached out to her resources, and now I think it's time for you to tap yours.
Okay, I started by Googling "BDSM late 1800s," which gave me an Amazon listing for something titled "Classic Images of BDSM (Classic Images of Sex and Erotica)." It's described as "A collection of BDSM images from the late 1800s to the early 1900s."
I am not making the following up and I am providing a link: where it says what customers ultimately bought after viewing that item, it says that 8% bought (or downloaded for free) the Kindle version of The Adventures of Sherlock Holmes. I couldn't make that up if I tried: [link]
Okay, back to research. I'm taking a bullet for alla y'all.
Good god, he's wearing a collar.
Wait, what? I guess I should look again.
It looks exceedingly well-made (possibly padded) and the D-ring is WAY too shiny. That's my problem with it. I would expect it to be more worn. It's not like Mr. S Leather existed in late 1800s London.
I found vibrators (really primitive ones) and dildos that go that far back, and farther, so a collar wouldn't surprise me. The stainless D-ring is an oversight I'm willing to forgive.
Steph, your research is a thing of beauty.
Consuela, sending good thoughts to your mom. I hope she gets out of the ER soon.
I found vibrators (really primitive ones) and dildos that go that far back, and farther, so a collar wouldn't surprise me. The stainless D-ring is an oversight I'm willing to forgive.
Yeah, it's not that there *is* a collar; it's just that *that one* looks like it was bought the day before at a 21st-century leather shop. But even in the late 1800s, at some point everything was new, so maybe it was just newly made. It just looks too...nice. Also, the shiny ring throws me. (The rope, however? Nicely chosen and nicely tied. Really.)
What would REALLY help is if I had a larger picture. For the greater good. You understand.
Steph, trust me, I tineyed that shit, and so far there's nothing else out there.
I'm about to crack my first Izze since getting my Sodastream. I haven't really felt the need.
Thank goodness the only meal ingredients I have in the house are for crockpot food, or I'd be cooking again tonight. I have three meals worth of leftovers to eat. Well, two and most of a chicken.
It's all right, Steph. It's a sign from a loving God that soon there will be a Sherlock Holmes movie with at least one whole scene filled with delicious sweaty bondage.
RDJ in ropes and collar is proof that God loves us and wants us to be horny.
Thanks, yall. We are out; the diagnosis is pinched nerve, but she is still mostly unable to walk. Not sure how we will get her back in the house, as they don't have a wheelchair. Argh.
Yes I am posting from the car in the parking lot as I wait for them...
Nothing like spending the day in the ER. I'm glad it's not a broken hip, though.
