Who I am finally, if not the long silent part of someone, the secret and nocturnal part which has never betrayed itself in public by any thought, word, or deed, but communicates through subterranean depths of the imaginary with dreams as old as the world itself?

Anne Desclos

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A truly submissive woman is to be treasured, cherished and protected for it is only she who can give a man the gift of dominance.

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O felt that her mouth was beautiful, since her lover condescended... by Anne Desclos

O felt that her mouth was beautiful, since her lover condescended to thrust himself into it . . .

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A man in love ... is the master, so it seems, but only if his lady friend permits it! The need to interchange the roles of slave and master for the sake of the relationship is never more clearly demonstrated than in the course of an affair. Never is the complicity between victim and executioner more essential. Even chained, down on her knees, begging for mercy, it is the woman, finally, who is in command ... the all powerful slave, dragging herself along the ground at her master's heels, is now really the god. The man is only her priest, living in fear and trembling of her displeasure.

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Lovers and mystics are familiar with this sense of grandeur, this taste of joy - in abandoning oneself to the will of others.

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To love is to live on the precipice. by Anne Desclos

To love is to live on the precipice.

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I think that submissiveness can [be] and is a formidable weapon, which women will use as long as it isn't taken from them.

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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.

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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.

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I wrote 'The story of O' alone, for Dominique Aury, to interest him, to please him, to occupy him. I wasn't young, nor particularly pretty. I needed something which might interest a man like him.

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O was infinitely more moving when her body was covered with marks, of whatever kind, if only because these marks made it impossible for her to cheat and immediately proclaimed, the moment they were seen, that anything went as far as she was concerned. For to know this was one thing, but to see the proof of it, and to see the proof constantly renewed, was quite another.

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Woman ... is the divine object, violated, endlessly sacrificed yet always reborn, whose only joy, achieved through a subtle interplay of images, lies in contemplation of herself.

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Story of O is a fairy tale for another world, a world where some part of me lived for a long time, a world that no longer exists except between the covers of a book.

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You have to get past the pleasure stage, until you reach the stag... by Anne Desclos

You have to get past the pleasure stage, until you reach the stage of tears.

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I wasn't young, I wasn't pretty, it was necessary to find other w... by Anne Desclos

I wasn't young, I wasn't pretty, it was necessary to find other weapons.

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Men are foolish to expect us to revere them, when, in the end, th... by Anne Desclos

Men are foolish to expect us to revere them, when, in the end, they amount to almost nothing.

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I found that stiffly saluting member, of which he was so proud, rather frightening, and to tell the truth I found his pride slightly comical. I thought that that must be embarrassing for him, and thought how much more pleasant it was to be a girl. That, by the way, is an opinion I still hold today.

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By my makeup and temperament I wasn't really prey to physical desires. Everything happened in my head.

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Debauchery conceived of as a kind of ascetic experience is not new, either for men or for women, but until Story of O no woman to my knowledge had said it.

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Is O used by René and Sir Stephen, or does she in fact use them, and...all those irons and chains and obligatory debauchery, to fulfill her own dream-that is, her own destruction and death? And, in some surreptitious way, isn't she in charge of them? Doesn't she bend them to her will?

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Finally a woman confesses! Confess what? What women never allowed themselves to confess. What men always criticized on them: they only obey the blood and everything is sex on them, even the spirit.

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