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.

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.

The voluntary captive The speechless the prisoner Which I hide in my very depths.

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.

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.

I think I have a repressed bent for the military, I like discipline without question, specific schedules and duties.

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