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

    he savagely abused and mistreated her. Part IV: The Owl What O failed completely to understand now was why she had ever been hesitant to speak to Jacqueline about what René rightly called her true condition. Anne-Marie had warned her that she would be changed when she left Samois, but O had never imagined that the change would be so great. With Jacqueline back, more lovely and radiant than ever, it seemed natural to her to be no more reticent about revealing herself when she bathed or dressed than she was when she was alone. And yet Jacqueline was so disinterested in others, in anything that did not pertain directly to herself, that it was not until the second day after Jacqueline arrived back and by chance came into the bathroom just as O was stepping out of the tub, that O jingled her irons against the porcelain to draw her attention to the odd noise. Jacqueline turned her head, and saw both the disks hanging between her legs and the black stripes crisscrossing her thighs and breasts. &#034What in the world's the matter?&#034 she said. &#034It's Sir Stephen,&#034 O replied. And she added, as thought it were something to be taken completely for granted: &#034René gave me to him, and he's had me pierced with his rings. Look.&#034 And as she dried herself with the bath towel she came over to Jacqueline, who was so staggered she had slumped onto the lacquered bathroom stool, close enough so that Jacqueline could take the disk in her hand and read the inscription; then, ...
    slipping down her bathrobe she turned around and pointed to the initials S and H engraved in her buttocks and said: &#034He also had me branded with his monogram. As for the rest, that's where I was flogged with a riding crop. He generally whips me himself, but he also has a Negro maid whip me.&#034 Dumbfounded, Jacqueline gazed at O. O burst out laughing and made as though to kiss her. Terror-stricken, Jacqueline pushed her away and fled into her own room. O leisurely finished drying herself, put on her perfume, and combed her hair. She put on her corset, her stockings, her mules, and when she opened the bathroom door she encountered Jacqueline's gaze in the mirror, before which she was combing her hair, without having the vaguest notion what she was doing. &#034Lace up my corset, will you?&#034 she said. &#034You really do look astonished. René's in love with you, did he say anything about it?&#034 &#034I don't understand,&#034 Jacqueline said. And she lost no time revealing what surprised her the most. &#034You look as though you were proud of it, I don't understand.&#034 &#034You will, after René takes you to Roissy. By the way, have you already slept with him?&#034 Jacqueline's face turned a bright crimson, and she was shaking her head in denial with such little conviction that once again O burst out laughing. &#034You're lying, darling. Don't be an ass. You have every right in the world to sl**p with him. And I might add that that's no reason to reject me. Come, let me caress ...
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