The whip snaps and the woman on the receiving end screamsbut with pleasure. Her lover brands his initials on her backside, and she looks at him even more longingly. The climax of the story, as it were, comes when she takes the whip to another woman and discovers that love really does mean not having to say you're sorry.
The Story of O is, in a word, trash, as almost any Parisian who has seen it will quickly say. "It's zero, zero, as in 0," said one man as he walked out of the...
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