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She has the nature of a savage, who is faithful or faithless, magnanimous or cruel, according to the impulse that dominates at the moment. Throughout history it has always been a serious deep culture which has produced moral character.

Man even when he is selfish or evil always follows _principles,_ woman never follows anything but _impulses._ Don’t ever forget that, and never feel secure with the woman you love.” * * * * * Her friend has left. It seems as if Wanda had saved up all the love, which had been kept from her, for this superlative evening; never had she been so kind, so near, so full of tenderness.

What happiness to cling to her lips, and to die away in her arms! In a state of relaxation and wholly mine, her head rests against my breast, and with drunken rapture our eyes seek each other. I cannot yet believe, comprehend, that this woman is mine, wholly mine.

“She is right on one point,” Wanda began, without moving, without opening her college girl in uniform fucked by tricky professor eyes, as if she were asleep. “Yes, she is right, you are not a man, you are a dreamer, a charming cavalier, and you certainly would be a priceless slave, but I cannot imagine you as husband.” I was frightened. You are trembling?” “I tremble at the thought of how easily I might lose you,” I replied.

“Are you made less happy now, because of this?” she replied.

“college girl in uniform fucked by tricky professor Does it rob you of any of your joys, college girl in uniform fucked by tricky professor that I have belonged to another before I did to you, that others after you will possess me, and would you enjoy less if another were made happy simultaneously with you?” “Wanda!” “You see,” she continued, “that would be a way out. I care deeply for you and intellectually we are harmonious, and I should like to live with you always, if in addition to you I might have—” “What an idea,” I cried.

“You fill me with a sort of horror.” “Do you love me any the less?” “On the contrary.” Wanda had raised herself on her left arm.

“I believe,” she said, “that to hold a man permanently, it is vitally important not to be faithful to him.

What honest woman has ever been as devotedly loved as a hetaira?” “There is a painful stimulus in the unfaithfulness of a beloved woman. It is the highest kind of ecstacy.” “For you, too?” Wanda asked quickly. “For me, too.” “And if I should give you that pleasure,” Wanda exclaimed mockingly. “I shall suffer terrible agonies, but I shall adore you the more,” I replied. “But you would never deceive me, you would have the daemonic greatness of saying to me: I college girl caught naked outdoor swimming shall love no one but you, but I shall make happy whoever pleases me.” Wanda shook her head. “I don’t like deception, I am honest, but what man exists who can support the burden of truth.

Were I say to you: this serene, sensual life, this paganism is my ideal, would you be strong enough to bear it?” “Certainly. I feel how little I really mean to you.” “But Severin—” “But it is so,” said I, “and just for that reason—” “For that reason you would—” she smiled roguishly—“have I guessed it?” “Be your slave!” I exclaimed. “Be your unrestricted property, without a will of my own, of which you college girl in uniform fucked by tricky professor could dispose as you wished, and which would therefore never be a burden to young virgin girls first time fucked gifs you. While you drink life at its fullness, while surrounded by luxury, you enjoy the serene happiness and Olympian love, I want to be your servant, put on and take off your shoes.” “You really aren’t so far from wrong,” replied Wanda, “for only as my slave could you endure my loving others. Furthermore the freedom of enjoyment of the ancient world is unthinkable without slavery. It must give one a feeling of like unto a god to see a man kneel before one and tremble. I want a slave, do you hear, Severin?” “college girl in uniform fucked by tricky professor Am I not your slave?” “Then listen to me,” said Wanda excitedly, seizing my hand. “I want to be yours, as long as I love you.” “A month?” “Perhaps, even two.” “And then?” “Then you become my slave.” “And you?” “I? I am a goddess and sometimes I descend from my Olympian heights to you, softly, very softly, and secretly. “But what does all this mean,” said Wanda, resting her head in both hands with her gaze lost in the distance, “a golden fancy which never can become true.” An uncanny brooding melancholy seemed shed over her entire being; college girl in uniform fucked by tricky professor I have never seen her like that. “Because slavery doesn’t exist any longer.” “Then we will go to a country where it still exists, to the Orient, to Turkey,” I said eagerly. “You would—Severin—in all seriousness,” Wanda replied. “Yes, in all seriousness, I want to be your slave,” I continued. “I want your power over me to be sanctified by law; I want my life to be in your hands, I want nothing that could protect or save me from you. Oh, what a voluptuous joy when once I feel myself entirely dependent upon your absolute will, your whim, at your beck and call. And then what happiness, when at some time you deign to be gracious, and the slave may kiss the lips which mean life and death to him.” I knelt down, and leaned my burning college girl in uniform fucked by tricky professor forehead against her knee. “You are talking as in a fever,” said Wanda agitatedly, “and you really love me so endlessly.” She held me to her breast, and covered me with kisses. “You really want it?” “I swear to you now by God and my honor, that I shall be your slave, wherever and whenever you wish it, as soon as you command,” I exclaimed, hardly master of myself.