This idea has been done to death, but this is a particularly nice version.
(Source: belleviequoi, via schundundschmutz)

Although this is no doubt a toy store, I like to envision this as the tool closet (sort of library?) of her employer’s mansion. The new arrival is about to be….assessed…and the maid has been sent down to get the proper equipment.
The most question about wooden toys is: wooden dildo, is there a wooden splinter???

The last reader-requested theme that I am going back over is torture. But on this round, I want to focus on one specific “family” of tortures which, I think, illustrates a couple of interesting points, and even an idea that I find strangely uplifting and positive.
The torture in question is the “wooden horse” and its many variants.
Fraternity pale from Yale, 1919.
Fraternities and sororities are definitely the closest precursor to BDSM clubs (both the real kind and the fantasy). Hazing of pledges has often included D/s, spankings, public humiliation, nakedness, bondage, and even tatoos or brandings. And it’s been going on for over a century. And despite opposition from school administrations, it’s all seen as perfectly vanilla, even non-sexual, by the wider culture. You can strip the pledge boys naked and put them on leashes and pain their cocks blue before paddling them silly. It isn’t about sex. Obviously. ’Cause that would be gay.
A Japanese strap-on / sandal(?). Probably 19th century.
While this looks kind of, uhmm, painful, Murre’s strap-on is wood, too…