1. T h e S t o r y o f O


    Date: 9/9/2015, Categories: BDSM, Fetish, Taboo, Author: -Rolf1971-, Rating: , Source: xHamster

    &#034You still have five days, and only five days, because Sir Stephen intends to start whipping you again daily, five days before he sends you to Anne-Marie's and there will be no way for you to hide the marks. How will you ever explain them to Jacqueline?&#034 O did not reply. What René did not know was that Jacqueline was completely egotistical as far as O was concerned, being interested in her solely because of O's manifest, and passionate, interest in her, and she never looked at O. If O were covered with welts from the floggings, all she would have to do would be to take care not to bathe in Jacqueline's presence, and to wear a nightgown. Jacqueline would never notice a thing. She had never noticed that O did not wear panties, and there was no danger she would notice anything else: the fact was that O did not interest her. &#034Listen to me,&#034 René went on, &#034there's one thing anyway I want you to tell her, and tell her right away, and that is that I'm in love with her.&#034 &#034Is that true?&#034 O said. &#034I want her,&#034 René said, &#034and since you can't - or won't - do anything about it, I'll take charge of the matter myself and do what has to be done.&#034 &#034You'll never get her to agree to go to Roissy,&#034 O said. &#034I won't? In that case,&#034 René retorted, &#034we'll f***e her to.&#034 That night, after dark, when Jacqueline was in bed and O had pulled the covers back to gaze at her in the light of the lamp, after having said to her: ...
    &#034René's in love with you, you know&#034 - for she had delivered the message and delivered it without delay - O, who a month before had been horrified at the idea of seeing this delicate wisp of a body scored by the lash, these narrow loins quartered, the pure mouth screaming, and the far down on her cheeks streaked with tear, O now repeated to herself René's final words and was happy. With Jacqueline gone and not due back until beginning of August, if they had finished shooting the film she was making, there was nothing further to keep O in Paris. July was around the corner, all the gardens in Paris were bursting with crimson geraniums, at noon all the shutters in town were closed, and René was complaining that he would have to make a trip to Scotland. For a moment O was hoping that he would take her along. But apart from the fact that he never took her anywhere to see his f****y, she knew that he would surrender her to Sir Stephen, if he were to ask for her. Sir Stephen announced that he would come for her the same day that René was flying to London. She was on vacation. &#034We're going down to Anne-Marie's,&#034 he said, &#034she's expecting you. Don't bother packing a suitcase, you won't need anything.&#034 Their destination was not the apartment near the Observatoire where O had first met Anne-Marie, but a low-lying two-story house at the end of a large garden, on the edge of the Fontanebleau Forest. Since that first day, O had been wearing the whalebone corset that ...
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