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He stamps his foot so that the gravel scatters about in all directions, and he lashes the air with his riding whip. He has left her, she calls him; he does not hear her, does not want to hear her.

Wanda sadly lowers her head, and then sits down on the nearest stone-bench. I watch her with a sort of malevolent pleasure, finally I pull myself together by sheer force of will, and ironically step before her. “I come to wish you happiness,” I said, bowing, “I see, my dear lady, too, has found a master.” “Yes, thank God!” she exclaimed, “not a new slave, I have had enough of them.

Woman needs a master, and she adores him.” “You adore him, Wanda?” I cried, “this brutal person—” “Yes, I love him, as I have never loved any one else.” “Wanda!” I clenched my fists, but tears already filled my eyes, and I was seized by the delirium of passion, as by a sweet madness. “Very well, take red light central porn him as your husband, let him be red light central porn red light central porn your master, but I want to remain your slave, as long as I live.” “You want to remain my slave, even then?” she said, “that would be interesting, but I am afraid he wouldn’t permit it.” “He?” “Yes, he is already jealous of you,” she exclaimed, “he, of you! He demanded that I dismiss you immediately, and when I told him who you were—” “You told him—” I repeated, thunderstruck. “I told him everything,” she replied, “our whole story, all your queerness, everything—and he, instead of being amused, grew angry, and stamped his foot.” “And threatened to strike you?” Wanda looked to the ground, and remained silent. “Yes, indeed,” I said with mocking bitterness, “you are afraid of him, red head freckles porn Wanda!” I threw myself down at her feet, and in my agitation embraced her knees. “I don’t want anything of you, except to be your slave, to be always near you! I will be your dog-” “Do you know, you bore me?” said Wanda, indifferently. “You are now no longer cruel, but cheap,” I said, clearly and distinctly, accentuating every word. “You have already written that in your letter,” Wanda replied, with a proud shrug of the shoulders. “A man of brains should never repeat himself.” “The way you are treating me,” I broke out, “what would you call it?” “I might punish you,” she replied ironically, “but I prefer this time to reply with reasons instead of lashes. Didn’t I love you with all my heart, even passionately, and did I conceal the fact from you, that it was dangerous to give yourself into my power, to abase yourself before me, and that I want to be dominated? You found the highest pleasure in feeling the foot, the whip of an arrogant, cruel woman. “Dangerous potentialities were slumbering in me, but you were the first to awaken them. If I now take pleasure in torturing you, abusing you, it is your fault; you have made of me what I now am, and now you are even unmanly, weak, and miserable enough to accuse me.” “Yes, I am guilty,” I said, “but haven’t I suffered because of it? Let us put an end now to the cruel game.” “That is my wish, too,” she replied with a curious deceitful look. “Wanda!” I exclaimed violently, “don’t drive me to extremes; you see that I am a man again.” “A fire of straw,” she replied, “which makes a lot of stir for a moment, and goes out as quickly as it flared up. You imagine you can intimidate me, and you only make yourself ridiculous. Had you been the man I first thought you were, serious, reserved, stern, I would have loved you faithfully, and become your wife. Woman demands that she can look red light central porn up to a man, but one like red light central porn you who voluntarily places his neck under her foot, she uses as a welcome plaything, only to toss it aside when she is tired of it.” “Try to toss me aside,” I said, jeeringly.