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Rid me of these dreams.

Deliver me.

Take me so that I have not even the time to dream I am unfaithful to you.

What I have read so far in your story of old is the most fiercely intense love

letter a man could ever hope to receive.

It's also a fairy tale for adults.

A dream.

It's more than a dream.

You've got to understand.

Love is no joke.

There's no freedom in it.

Damn the freedom.

You're a dreamer.

My love, listen and live my dreams.

If you dare.

There are things I'd like to do to you, but it'll be a surprise

And there

are things I'd like you to do for me

Do you agree

Spread your legs under the table.

Whenever I look at you, I can think of only one thing.

Get in.

UO removed her gloves, thinking her lover wanted to kiss or caress her.

I'll take your bag.

It's in your way.

You've too much clothing on.

Unhitch your stockings.

Roll them down to just above your knees.

Finally, the stockings were rolled down and O found it strange to feel her legs

naked and free beneath her skirt.

Unfasten your garter belt.

Take off your panties.

You're not to sit on your slip or your skirt.

Pull them up and sit directly on the seat.

It was quite an extraordinary sensation for Ode to feel the itchy seat sticking

to her thighs.

Now, put your gloves back on.

O felt stripped and exposed in the car going God only knows where.

Her lover hadn't told her what to do or what not to do, but she didn't dare

cross her legs or press them together.

As the car moved along, Renee just sat there without moving or saying another

word. Nor could O guess what all this meant to him.

Listen, O.

You're ready now.

This is where I leave you.

You're going to get out.

Go to the door and ring the doorbell.

Whoever opens the door for you, you're to do as he says.

If you don't do so willingly, they'll make you by force if necessary.

You don't need your bag anymore.

You're just the girl I'm delivering.

Will you be there?

Of course, Simon.

Now, go.

Another version of the same beginning was simpler and more direct.

O was driven by her lover and an unknown friend.

Get in.

O was seated next to her lover, and the stranger explained that her lover's task

was to prepare her, but that he, the unknown man, was going to remove her bra

and panties and blindfold her.

O was left alone in a strange room for half an hour, an hour, two hours.

O wasn't sure, but it seemed forever.

Waiting there in the darkness, her thoughts wandered back to the first time

ever saw her lover.

That's perfect.

Okay, I like that

Charming. Again.

Real charming.

Good.

Oh, Sire, I beg you to return.

Take me away forever?

Okay, that's all for today.

Shall I pack up your camera?

No, you go ahead.

I'm going to take a few shots of the horses.

Just for fun.

I'll see you tomorrow at the studio. Okay.

Six months.

Excuse me?

The Colt Junior.

He's six months old.

He's adorable.

He's going to be a fine horse.

Just like his father.

I see.

We have the whole family here.

We certainly do.

This is Marquis.

And the mare is Lady.

Lady Chatterley. May I?

Do you like horses?

Yes. I mean, I've never rode, but... I'd like you to look.

I mean, really look at this horse before you photograph it.

Go on.

You can touch him.

Hello, Marquis. My name's O.

Look at him.

His teeth biting into the bridle.

His shiny black lips.

His nostrils flaring.

The elegance of his neck.

Feel.

His powerful legs.

His long, straight back.

The curve of his rump.

Oh, would you like to learn to ride?

If you want, I can teach you. I ride here every afternoon.

I'd like that.

My name is Renee.

Meet me here at two.

Okay.

I'll see you tomorrow.

Be my guest.

Take all the shots you like.

Pull to the right to turn right.

Pull to the left to turn left.

It's just like driving.

Okay? Sit up straight.

Okay?

Grasp the horse to your side.

Are you all right?

I'm fine.

Sure? There's a little stick in the back.

Where does it hurt?

Here. Let me see.

Relax.

Let me take care of it.

Now get undressed.

It's time for your bath.

That's not for you to do.

The preparation took more than an hour, and O was not even allowed to bring her

legs together.

Once she was ready, they led her into another room.

Oh, once again had no idea how long she remained waiting, or whether someone was

peeping at her through the folds of the red curtains lining the wall.

A package just arrived for you from the polo club.

Wear it today.

Lucky you. Not bad.

I'm late.

Have a nice time.

See you.

You look lovely.

Now, lady, don't be jealous.

Why with her?

It must be very painful.

If you want to ride, you've got to remember just one thing.

The animal must always know who's his master.

James, take lady back to her stall, please.

Today is your lucky day, Marquis.

Are you ready?

Bareback?

Don't worry.

You can hold on to me as tight as you want.

Right?

I won't let you fall.

Come on.

Don't move.

And you, hurry up.

Though O's measurements were small, they were not out of the ordinary.

This made it easy enough to choose a suitable collar and wristband.

You'll be presented tonight, after you dine.

Joe's trust in Renee made her wait patiently and without wondering what was

going to happen.

Please unpack it.

Yes, ma 'am So

here it is

my home away from home

Yes, so you can come and go as you please and I mean that

I

Know you do

That's why I'm here

You can't get enough of me.

Can you?

All I want is you.

You have me.

All of me.

Walk forward.

Slowly.

The ungloved hands penetrated her in both places at once.

So abruptly that she let out a cry.

Turn her around.

So we can see her breath and belly.

As O was turned around, she felt the piercing looks on her.

She didn't know by whose arms she was supported.

Nor did she know who had clamped his mouth onto her breast.

Make her kneel.

You've never tied her up?

No. Never.

Or whipped her?

Never. Though the fact is... The fact is, if you do tie her up, if you

use a whip on her, and if she likes that, then no.

You understand?

Yeah.

We've got to get past the pleasure stage.

Make the tears flow

No

Before anything else I want Immediately

He wanted to drive his way into the narrower passage, and pushing hard made

scream again.

A captive in her finery, O discovered by the pressure of two knees against her

face that her mouth was not to be spared either.

All four of them had taken her, and she had not been able to distinguish Rene

from the others.

As long as you are in the chateau, you will see the faces of those who violate

and torment you.

But never at night.

And this will also hold true when you are to be whipped.

Except for this prayer.

We want you to see yourself being whipped.

When the cold ends of the whip trailed against the tender skin on her belly and

thighs O was able to verify that the stiff cords had been soaked in water

Even without her blindfold, O still would never know who was responsible for

worst suffering.

I'm going to unchain your hands for a moment, but only to attach them to the

whipping post.

In theory, the whipping would be confined to her buttocks and thighs, the

of her body which had been prepared in the car that had brought her here.

And it was likely that her thighs would be marked with the riding crop to make

lovely, deep, long -lasting wealth.

If this was the price she had to pay to keep her lover's love, then O only hoped

he was pleased that she was prepared to endure it.

I'd like you to admire the design of this dress.

Simply by means of a belt, the skirts can be held at any desired height.

Which means that what's exposed is very close at hand.

We often have the girls stroll in the garden or move about the castle with

skirts hitched up behind or in front.

at waist level.

You are here to serve your masters.

During the day, you'll do your chores, sweeping, arranging flowers,

or waiting on table.

But at the first word or sign from anyone, you will drop whatever

you are doing to perform what's really your one and only duty, to

let yourself be used.

You will remember at all times that you have lost all right to privacy

or concealment.

And as a reminder, in our presence,

you will never close your lips completely

or cross your legs or press your knees

together.

You'll never touch your breath in our presence.

The dress makes them raise towards us.

If anyone desires to use you in any manner whatsoever, he will use you.

Unmasked.

Except for the whipping.

And that will only be done between dusk and dawn.

The whipping is less for our pleasure than for your instruction.

Aside from those whippings, you'll be flogged as punishment.

Punishment for disobeying any of the rules during the day,

for having been slow to oblige, or for having raised your eyes.

As the person addressing or taking you.

You must never look any of us in the face.

Not even me.

Oh, I love you.

Oh, trembling, was terrified to realize that she answered, I love you.

And that it was true.

Now kneel down.

Caress me.

Kiss me.

Look how her mouth closes over and works

at him.

Back and forth.

Back and forth.

Tears come to her eyes every time he strikes the back of her throat.

I love you.

Say it once again.

I love you.

I love you.

O was aware of the splendor of her mouth, of its beauty, since her lover

to enter it, since he made a spectacle of her caresses.

She received him as one receives a god.

You're in the red wing.

Your valet's name is Pierre.

Valet? What valet? And what's your name?

André.

I'm Jeanne.

The valet has the keys.

He's the one who will chain and unshame you.

Who will whip you when you're punished.

And when the others haven't the time to do so themselves.

I was in the Red Wing last year.

Pierre was there already.

He often came in at night.

The valets have the right to use anyone in their section, whenever they wish.

I unlocked the door.

Call when you're finished.

Now, oh, it's time for your bath.

Oh, please excuse me.

Not now.

Wait until Pierre comes.

Then you can look

Why

wait for Pierre?

When he comes to fasten the chain, he may make you squat But why?

You'll just have to But

you're lucky

Lucky?

Your lover brought you here, didn't he?

Yes.

Then, they'll be much harder on you.

I don't understand.

You will.

Very soon.

I'll ring for Pierre.

We'll come get you tomorrow morning.

And here we have the lovely lady.

Lie down.

Lying alone in the dark, O wondered why there was so much sweetness mingled with

her terror.

Or why her terror seemed itself so sweet.

Would you please stand up?

Kindly turn around.

Cere had flogged her with all his might, taking care to create a distinct

pattern of wealth.

Each strike was carefully placed above or below the preceding spot.

O wondered had the gardener come nearer to Rake.

in order to see her chained and naked, and the marks the crop and the whips had

left on her thighs.

Those marks which proved what she had undergone was far from being a dream.

We judge the results not by your screams or tears,

but by the size and color.

of the wealth we raise.

So it's pointless to exaggerate your suffering in an effort to

arouse pity.

If you please.

Given the way Renee had delivered her into this situation, O assumed that to

him for mercy would have been the surest method for making them redouble their

cruelty.

Her behind making efforts to dodge the blows became even more enticing to one

the men, who likes women only for what they have in common with men, and who

called for an intermission to take advantage of its availability.

She's too tight.

O was surprised that the whipping had left her mind so untroubled.

But the thought that she would probably never know which of the four men had

twice taken her from behind, and whether it had been her lover, quite distressed

her.

And why did the memory of the torture she had gone through, why did every word

or sight of a whip, make her heart beat wildly and her eyes close with terror.

None of the women had the keys to any lock.

Every man and valet had all the keys to open all the doors.

Punishment for that will come after dinner.

You can take care of her now.

Hurry up and eat.

It's nine o 'clock.

Afterwards, you can sleep till noon.

You'll hear the bell.

Then, I'll come get you ready for lunch.

You won't be on duty till the afternoon.

In the library, you're to serve coffee and drinks.

And don't forget, we won't be able to talk to you or you to us

at any time.

Wait, please don't go Stay a moment and tell me we're supposed to take care of

you the first 24 hours of your stay After that you're on your own and deal

with the men

O recognized Renee's slippers and made a mental note to buy him a new pair.

Pick it up.

Oh?

Do you really love me?

Yes, I love you.

Let's have a look at you.

Come here.

You're absolutely right.

Thanks for the advice It would only be fair if you like that you

try her out first

Spread

your legs Do as you're told

Since the man had come in with her lover, O didn't know whether she could

at him.

With Renee's ease in handling her, O realized he must have had more

with the locks.

O normally would do everything in her power to try to quickly escape from this

caress, to which she never submitted without struggle and shame.

This position seemed a sacrilege to her, as her lover would have to be on his

knees.

and that she should be on hers.

But now she felt she wouldn't escape from it, and she saw herself doomed.

As hard as O tried not to give in, she felt the hidden point harden and rise.

Caught in a long, sucking, soothing bite, which didn't let her go.

What would have become of O if she had been granted the right to speak and if

she had been free to make her choice when her lover prostituted her before

own eyes?

In a flash,

O saw herself released, reduced to nothing, cursed.

She had moaned beneath the lips of a stranger as never Renee had made her

She felt debased and guilty.

She could not blame him if he were to leave her.

I love you.

I love you. I love you.

From now on, you're going to be shared between me, my friends,

and any other unknown person affiliated with the society that owns this castle.

You must welcome them and submit to them as you do with me.

The fact that I give you to others is proof to myself

And ought to be for you as well.

That you belong to me.

I can only give what's mine.

Thus he would possess her as a god possesses his creatures.

I've been wanting to prostitute you ever since I saw you for the first time.

Are you happy with me?

More than I dared hope for.

I'm more attached to you than ever.

And you too will be more attached to me the more you're

humiliated and soiled.

It's because it's so easy for you to consent that I want from you something

can't possibly consent to.

Even if you say yes in advance,

you won't be able to prevent yourself from saying no

when the time comes.

And then it won't matter.

You'll be made to submit.

Not to my pleasure, but to make you aware

of what's been done to you.

O was on the verge of saying that she was his slave and bore her bonds

when he stopped her.

Yesterday, you were told.

As long as you're in the chateau, you are not to look a man in the face or

to him.

The same applies to me as well.

From now on, with me, you'll remain silent and

obey.

Oh.

I love you.

I love you, I love you, I love you, I love you.

You'll not open your mouth again before a man

except to scream or to caress him.

Do you understand, Mio?

Now get up.

The odd thing is that in this bodice perhaps because of the contrast it

increased one's consciousness of the freedom Or rather the availability of

parts of the body it left unbound Watch

Lift

your dress

That's how you can see.

There was no longer any need to tell her to keep quiet.

How could she have spoken?

What pleasure was she giving him that this girl or any other could not?

Hadn't you thought of that?

I love you.

You're my life. I love you. I love you.

The despair which had overwhelmed her slowly ebbed.

He did have the right to take pleasure with others, but she was the one he

loved.

Always beware.

O noted the rule of silence was absolute, but it was rare the women

to break it while they were alone with the valets.

O!

Please, follow me.

Last night, three men took me all at the same time.

There was only one rule which O had trouble submitting to.

The rule forbidding her to look the men in the face.

She considered it applied to the valets as well.

Did Pierre mark you last night?

Then don't hide it.

Raise your dress.

Ah, my shares in Unitrix have skyrocketed.

Thanks for the advice.

You, and you, bring the hat.

By his voice, O believed she was able to identify one of those who had forced

her the evening before.

O.

Lift her skirt.

Now undo my pants and correct me

Don't let me disturb you, please

To

yours

Yes. I was right, you know.

She's too tight.

That's got to be fixed.

And you like.

You're a better judge of that than I.

Bring the fallacies.

Open her up

Put

it in a

You're to wear it every day, from sunset to ten o 'clock.

Each day, you're to wear a thicker one.

Beneath those stares, beneath those hands, beneath those sexes which raped

beneath those lashes which tore her, she sank, lost

in a delirious absence from herself.

Which brought her to love and loving.

And may perhaps have brought her close to death and dying.

She was who?

Anyone at all.

No one.

Someone else.

One of the other girls.

Any one of them at all.

Whom she saw being pried open and forced like her.

For yes, she did see it.

But even so, she wasn't to help do the opening or the forcing.