Also the spectacle and the awareness of her own body. Daily and, so to speak, ceremoniously soiled with saliva and sperm, she felt herself literally to be the repository of impurity, the sink mentioned in the Scriptures. And yet those parts of her body most constantly offended, having become less sensitive, at the same time seemed to her to have become more beautiful and, as it were, ennobled: her mouth closed upon anonymous members, the tips of her breasts constantly fondled by hands, and between her quartered thighs the twin, contiguous paths wantonly ploughed.

Pauline Réage
Story of O

Ordered to lift your skirt

December 29, 2019

During the day you will therefore be dressed, and if anyone should order you to lift your skirt, you will lift it; if anyone desires to use you in any manner whatsoever, he will use you, unmasked, but with this one reservation: the whip. The whip will be used only between dusk and dawn. But besides the whipping you receive from whoever may want to whip you, you will also be flogged in the evening, as punishment for any infractions of the rules committed during the day: for having been slow to oblige, for having raised your eyes and looked at the person addressing you or taking you —you must never look any of us in the face. If the costume we wear in the evening – the one I am now wearing – leaves our sex exposed, it is not for the sake of convenience, for it would be just as convenient the other way, but for the sake of insolence, so that your eyes will be directed there upon it and nowhere else, so that you may learn that there resides your master, for whom, above all else, your lips are intended.

Pauline Réage
Story of O

explore or penetrate at will

December 19, 2019

But at the first word or sign from anyone you will drop whatever you are doing and ready yourself for what is really your one and only duty: to lend yourself. Your hands are not your own, nor are your breasts, nor, most especially, any of your bodily orifices, which we may explore or penetrate at will. You will remember at all times — or as constantly as possible — that you have lost all right to privacy or concealment, and as a reminder of this fact, in our presence you will never close your lips completely, or cross your legs, or press your knees together (you may recall you were forbidden to do this the minute you arrived).

Pauline Réage
Story of O

In Bondage

December 1, 2019

But he spoke. Holding her by the collar, with two fingers slipped in between the neck and collar, he told her it was his intention that henceforth she should be shared by him and those of his choosing, and by those whom he did not know who were connected to the society of the château, shared as she had been the previous evening.

Pauline Réage
Story of O

Stop me if you’ve heard this one – the older, more experienced man; the fresh out of graduate school ingénue. That thankfully, is where the similarities to 50 Shades end. No helicopters, no contracts, no extravagant gifts. There was however, a prolonged build up, mandated by him, which was oddly hot for a girl who was somewhat used to getting what she wanted from the boys she dated. He followed months of using the age gap (13 years) and our status as colleagues (yeah, OK, not a great idea) as deterrents with a serious and stern conversation where he explained his sexual proclivities over drinks. Instead of being appropriately horrified or cowed, I took a deep breath, finished my martini and blushingly confessed to having “borrowed” my dad’s copy of the Story of O when I was sixteen and having some interesting (but untested) proclivities of my own. He kissed me for the first time that night and two interludes of vanilla sex later (actually worthy of a story for another time), finally agreed to initiate me into this world I thought only existed for weirdos and freaks, not people like us.

Exotic Eva

My First DS Experience

Welcome…

January 26, 2016

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Nobody can tell what I suffer! But it is always so. Those who do not complain are never pitied. 

 Jane Austen

 Pride and Prejudice

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The only way out of the labyrinth of suffering is to forgive.

John Green
Looking for Alaska
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She was a genius of sadness, immersing herself in it, separating its numerous strands, appreciating its subtle nuances. She was a prism through which sadness could be divided into its infinite spectrum.

Jonathan Safran Foer
Everything Is Illuminated
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“As a matter of fact,” the other voice went on, “if you do tie her up from time to time, or whip her just a little, and she begins to like it, that’s no good either. You have to get past the pleasure stage, until you reach the stage of tears.”

Pauline Réage
Story of O
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A fearful idea now suddenly drove the blood in torrents upon my heart, and for a brief period I once more relapsed into insensibility. Upon recovering, I at once started to my feet, trembling convulsively in every fibre.

Edgar A Poe
The Pit and the Pendulum

make me suffer…

May 21, 2015

bound

“Keep me rather in this cage, and feed me sparingly, if you dare. Anything that brings me closer to illness and the edge of death makes me more faithful. It is only when you make me suffer that I feel safe and secure. You should never have agreed to be a god for me if you were afraid to assume the duties of a god, and we know that they are not as tender as all that. You have already seen me cry. Now you must learn to relish my tears.”

Pauline Réage (Anne Cécile Desclos)
Story of O