Pauline Reage Quotes & Sayings

It was not the caress of her lips the length of him was looking for, but the back of her throat. — Pauline Reage

To say that O began to await her lover the minute he left her is a vast understatement: she was henceforth nothing but vigil and night. — Pauline Reage

But she could not move of her own free will - an order from them would immediately have made her get up, but this time what they wanted from her was not blind obedience, acquiescence to an order, they wanted her to anticipate orders, to judge herself a slave and surrender herself as such. This, then, is what they called her consent. — Pauline Reage

He whom one awaits is, because he is expected, already present, already master. — Pauline Reage

Your jealousy does not deceive you. It is true that you make me healthy and happy and a thousand times more alive. Yet there is nothing I can do to prevent this happiness from turning against you. The stone also sings more loudly when the blood flows free and the body is at rest. 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 all know that they are not as tender as all that. — Pauline Reage

She did not wish to die, but if torture was the price she had to pay to keep her lover's love, then she only hoped he was pleased that she had endured it. All soft and silent she waited, waited for them to bring her back to him. None — Pauline Reage

I love you, do whatever you want with me, but don't leave me, for God's sake don't leave me. Who — Pauline Reage

Then he took her, and it seemed to O that it had been so long since he had that, subconsciously, she realized she had begun to doubt whether he really desired her any longer, and in his act she saw proof of love. — Pauline Reage

The right to dispose of her body however they wished, in whatever place or manner they should choose, the right to keep her in chains, the right to whip her like a slave or prisoner for the slightest failing or infraction, or simply for their pleasure, the right to pay no heed to her pleas and cries, if they should make her cry out. — Pauline Reage

Was that all my love was, all it meant? So light, so easily gone and forgotten? Is solace that simple? And solace is not even the right word: I'm happy. — Pauline Reage

There'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." "Is that true? — Pauline Reage

She considered herself fortunate to count enough in his eyes for him to derive pleasure from offending her, as believers give thanks to God for humbling them. But, — Pauline Reage

I should like to punish myself for having been happy before I met you! — Pauline Reage

What lover would not be terrified if he were to weigh for one moment the full implication of his declaration, which is not made lightly, to commit himself for life? — Pauline Reage

It was true that she had been passed from hand to hand as often as were the prostitutes in brothels, so why should they treat her otherwise? — Pauline Reage

Without leaving his armchair, without even touching her with his fingertips, he ordered her to kneel down in front of him, take him and caress his sex until he discharged in her mouth. — Pauline Reage

The fact that he gave her was to him a proof, and ought to be one for her as well that she belonged to him: one can only give what belongs to you. — Pauline Reage

She was waiting for more than permission, since she already had permission. She was waiting for an order. — Pauline Reage

In a loud voice, he told her that he loved her. O, trembling, was terrified to notice that she answered "I love you," and that it was true. — Pauline Reage

What her lover wanted from her was very simple: that she be constantly and immediately accessible. It was not enough for him to know that she was: she was to be so without the slightest obstacle intervening, and her bearing and clothing both were to bespeak, as it were, the symbol of that availability to experienced eyes. — Pauline Reage

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 Reage

All we ask you to do is submit to it, and, if you scream or moan, to agree ahead of time that it will be in vain, — Pauline Reage

The word "open" and the expression "opening her legs" were, on her lover's lips, charged with such uneasiness and power that she could never hear them without experiencing a kind of internal prostration, a sacred submission, as though a god, and not he, had spoken to her. — Pauline Reage

And yet never had she felt herself more totally committed to a will which was not her own, more totally a slave, and more content to be so. When — Pauline Reage

Whatever he wanted of her she wanted too, solely because he was asking it of her. — Pauline Reage

Would she ever dare tell him that no pleasure, no joy, no figment of her imagination could ever compete with the happiness she felt at the way he used her with such utter freedom, at the notion that he could do anything with her, that there was no limit, no restriction in the manner with which, on her body, he might search for pleasure? — Pauline Reage

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. — Pauline Reage

She moaned in the darkness, all the time he possessed her. The — Pauline Reage

For today we hear seemingly normal people, even those with a level head on their shoulders, blithely speaking of love as though it were some frothy feeling of no real consequence. — Pauline Reage

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 respository 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 Reage

She received it as a god is received, — Pauline Reage

In the final analysis, with Rene she had been an apprentice to love, she had loved him only to learn how to give herself, enslaved and surfeited, to Sir Stephen. — Pauline Reage

That the female of the species was as cruel as, and more implacable than, the male, O had never doubted for a minute. — Pauline Reage

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 Reage

To say that from the moment her lover had left, O began to await his return would be an understatement. She turned into pure vigil, darkness in waiting expectation of light. — Pauline Reage

You're confusing love and obedience. You'll obey me without loving me, and without my loving you. With — Pauline Reage

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. — Pauline Reage

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 Reage

They can do whatever they want with me, I don't care," she murmured. "But tell me you still love me. — Pauline Reage

The chains and the silence, which should have bound her deep within herself, which should have smothered her, strangled her, on the contrary freed her from herself. — Pauline Reage

She felt as though she were a statue of ashes - bitter, useless, damned - like the salt statues of Gomorrah. For she was guilty. Those who love God, and by Him are abandoned in the dark of night, are guilty, because they are abandoned. — Pauline Reage

Such modesty and shame in a whore! Just — Pauline Reage

Her freedom was worse than any chains. — Pauline Reage

Thus, he had thrust his hands and sex into her, ransacked and ravaged her mouth and rear, but condescended only to place his lips upon her fingertips. — Pauline Reage

she lost herself in a delirious absence from herself which restored her to love and, perhaps, brought her to the edge of death. — Pauline Reage