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640 pages, Paperback
First published March 1, 2003
"The Masters need to be a little less greedy and not stock an entire house with novices and pleasure slaves. That way, they can manage their slaves better. Any fool knows not to have a business full of people who can all basically do each other’s jobs, but have no clear expertise in one – why isn’t that clear in the Marketplace?”
“Service was so often its own reward; but it was even better when you could offer service to someone who excited you by looks and presence alone.”
“You guys have to remember that vanilla is also a spice.”
“When you even try to say something in another’s person language, you are saying they’re important to you.”
“Oh sure, they’d put on the dog [collar sic] once in a while and pretend that thy lived like master and slave. But in reality, they were married couple playing make believe.”
“And I’ll tell you why, Major. I needed to be free to choose not to be free, get me? If someone told me I had to be a slave, ‘cause I’m a woman, or ‘cause I’m black, I’d fight like hell to be free. I need to know that everything is my decision. That’s what makes it OK.”
“Mackenzie remembered how Chris' back was completely straight as he strode boldly into the China Room, and how elegantly he simply dropped to his knees, his entire body flowing in a bow which should have made him seem little, low, and insignificant. Instead, it had been like an offering, as though he was presenting a coronet on a velvet pillow, a chalice upon some mortal altar.”
"Day Eight - Thursday -- Amy has a plan ~ Farewells and more plans ~ Robin is sneaky ~ Amy has a new friend ~ Mackensie finds she and Trevor have something in common ~ Ryan assumes a philosophical attitude ~ Tequila's radar ~ Azziz is perturbed ~ Ryan needs to think some more ~ Pandemonium reigns ~ Vital decisions are made ~ It all comes together ~ It all falls apart ~ Night brings quiet, sadness, pleasure and visitors ~ Chris reveals his theory ~ Lord Southerby deals ~ Azziz gets an offer he should probably accept ~ A craik in the Oubliette ~ Do not cross the Irish Tourism Board."The atmosphere of the castle itself, complete with trainee slaves "below stairs," further contrasts Victorian tradition and modern explicitness. This contrast is especially clear in the sex scenes. In a kind of grand-finale scene, Robin is bound and whipped in a luxurious room by three trainers who admire her. Her reactions are described at length:
"Soon, the pain locked between her thighs became razor sharp, sheets of heat which exploded in a new branding sensation with every new whistling strike. She tried desperately to hold still, and was both ashamed and excited by her inability to do so. What seemed like the last part of her rational brain rejoiced. I'm not jaded. I'm not spoiled, not ruined, not over it all. Yes, yes, draw in the pain and surrender to it."
"She closed her eyes, and felt a strange sensation of being lifted out of her bonds, all the strains gone, the minor itches, the tension in her arms and calves, all vanishing, supplanted by the rhythmic cycles of pain, sharp and stinging, warm and glowing. Colors exploded before her tightly closed eyes, red and gold."Robin is praised by her tormentors for having an unusual depth of responsiveness. All the characters in the novel, however, have depth as well as heat.