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“On many nights I have availed myself of these very gentlemen, in the adjoining room. Each time, I wondered if you might arrive and see me, as I took my pleasure, allowing their hands to explore my body. There is no part of me that has not been kissed and enjoyed. I opened myself in welcome, encouraging my suitors to bury themselves deep and hard, to obliterate all reserve and find the heart of me.â€�

Mademoiselle Noire - The Gentlemen's Club”
― Emmanuelle de Maupassant, The Gentlemen's Club

“Drink the sun’s warmth and the moon’s icy glitter, and taste that which the dead and the yet-to-be-born cannot: the potency of this world.”
― Emmanuelle de Maupassant, The Gentlemen's Club

“How dull would it be to consume my meat with only one variety of sauce? My body and spirit would whither, being fed on such limited fare. To sample the delights of a great many women is considered right and healthy for a man, yet the opposite is held true for those of our sex. Where we display undue interest in sexual matters, even within marriage, we are thought immoral. For myself, I can only conceive of such limitation with horror: a torture for which I have no taste.â€�

Mademoiselle Noire - The Gentlemen's Club”
― Emmanuelle de Maupassant, The Gentlemen's Club

“Among my greatest loves is the act of being pinned and invaded â€� not by one, or two or three, but by many, one after the other. What it is to lose yourself among many, so that your identity exists only as ‘womanâ€�: a goddess of flesh and desire. No names, no promises, no social niceties, no conversational conventions: only lust and fulfillment.â€�

Mademoiselle Noire - in The Gentlemen's Club”
― Emmanuelle de Maupassant, The Gentlemen's Club

“In various states of undress, those about her joined in her fondling, lowering their mouths not only to her nipples but to her arms and legs, so that each limb was held captive about the wrist or ankle, and smothered in kisses and gentle nibbles. In this way, perhaps eight of the assembly joined in pleasuring the young lady, taking care to only deliver the sweetest of sensations.

The Gentlemen's Club”
― Emmanuelle de Maupassant, The Gentlemen's Club

“If I am capable of loving you Lord MacCaulay, of devoting myself to you, it will never be under the terms to which other women submit, for I am battle-born â€� a female warrior sworn to defy the bonds which enslave those of my sex. I will not, purely to follow common ideas of decency and femininity, give up my enjoyment of other men.â€�

Mademoiselle Noire - The Gentlemen's Club”
― Emmanuelle de Maupassant, The Gentlemen's Club

“He stabbed into her, driving deeply, repeatedly, iron-hard and demanding. She welcomed the piercing pleasure of his urgency, opening her legs wider, pushing her skirts away and wrapping her legs about him. His thrusts pushed her roughly against the table, but she rose to meet each one, clinging to him at the hip, grinding her own need to match his. Her fingers clawed at his buttocks, gripping him to her, pushing herself against him, devouring him.

The Gentlemen's Club”
― Emmanuelle de Maupassant, The Gentlemen's Club

“Forsaking all other thoughts, he rutted into her, in a fashion more animal than human. His eruption he held fast within, so that she squirmed against the sensation before accepting her own fall into oblivion, her walls pulsing to an echoing rhythm.

from The Gentlemen's Club”
― Emmanuelle de Maupassant, The Gentlemen's Club

“There is enough conformity in the world Lord MacCaulay. I doubt that mine, or lack of it, will send the planet from its axis. Meanwhile, my heart does not soar for the riches you set before me. Perhaps one day, I may feel differently. For now, I wish to taste that which most women do not.â€�

Mademoiselle Noire - The Gentlemen's Club”
― Emmanuelle de Maupassant, The Gentlemen's Club

“She is drawn to the river, and all its hideous, dead-eyed treasures: rot-bloated cats, and cold-meat corpses of unwanted infants, eels plucking at their tender fingers and toes.”
― Emmanuelle de Maupassant, The Gentlemen's Club

“She remained in this attitude, clearly inviting him to touch her.

Taking a position of advantage, he rested his right hand on her buttock. He considered a moment then raised his arm and brought his palm upon her, delivering a sharp spank. He felt the acuteness of it on his own skin. He gave her another, watching his hand in the mirror opposite, as it made contact.

The slap caused her to flinch, but her heard her sigh also: the timbre of which was now familiar to him. He paused, allowing the sensation of the sting to sink in before giving her more. She remained folded over for him, eager for more of his burning smacks upon her flesh. The peach of her cheeks rippled each time under the impact of his blows.”
― Emmanuelle de Maupassant, The Gentlemen's Club

“The cook says, ‘As a young lass, I thought nothing as important as the love of a brave and ‘andsome man; now I’m an old crone, I know full well that it is, but only when he’s moneyed enough to keep you. The young may think they can live on sweet embraces but they won’t fill your belly â€� or not as you may be intending at any rate!”
― Emmanuelle de Maupassant, The Gentlemen's Club

“Girls barely budding open their legs to make a living, alongside the toothless and rancid of breath; hair thick with lice, they all find customers if the price is right, against the wall or on sheets well-soiled. Their holes cost but a shilling. Skins grow thick and claws sharp.”
― Emmanuelle de Maupassant, The Gentlemen's Club

“she feels still that grasp upon her ankle as if it were a circlet of iron: the embodiment of matrimony. She would be pinned, like the museum butterflies. He would remain free to flutter.”
― Emmanuelle de Maupassant, The Gentlemen's Club

“He is a man-beast, carnivore incarnate, motivated by carnal avarice and wearing only the mask of civility.

She could sip from that cup.

It is his presumption that deters her: his belief that he has already caught Maud in his paw.”
― Emmanuelle de Maupassant, The Gentlemen's Club

“She first peered into its fascinating cases of beetles and butterflies at the age of six, in the company of her father. She recalls her pity at each occupant pinned for display. It was no great leap to draw the same conclusion of ladies: similarly bound and trussed, pinned and contained, with the objective of being admired, in all their gaudy beauty.”
― Emmanuelle de Maupassant, The Gentlemen's Club

“What if you should forget yourself in the excitement and just peddle straight through the park and out the other end?â€� she warns. ‘If you keep your feet on the pedals and don’t stop, where might you end up?â€�

The idea appeals to Maud more than she can say. She doesn’t want to know where she may ‘end upâ€�.”
― Emmanuelle de Maupassant, The Gentlemen's Club

“On the subject of pornography, Lord MacCaulay believes that term only suitable for material lacking artistic merit, being designed solely for the purpose of sexual arousal. His own collection of books, sketches and cards (some more dog-eared than others) he deems akin to the Venus de Milo, rising above the common fodder of aids to ‘reliefâ€�.”
― Emmanuelle de Maupassant, The Gentleman's Club

“An ‘usband should be plain enough to sit at his settle, and simple-minded enough to accept the stew on his plate, rather than looking round ev’ry corner for a more succulent chop,â€� declares Elsie.”
― Emmanuelle de Maupassant, The Gentlemen's Club

“The cold is waiting to ooze through the soles of your shoes. Maggot-damp, this city is festering: home to hollow faces of grey flesh. They stare from windows unclean, into the sun never reaches: dismal lives lived in dismal constriction.”
― Emmanuelle de Maupassant, The Gentlemen's Club

“MacCaulay clutches his coat tightly and makes towards the elaborate iron gates of the park. He hurries past Apsley House: one time residence of the ‘hero of a hundred fightsâ€� â€� the Duke of Wellington. His monument to his own great deeds stands yet in front of the drawing room windows. If he had, in modesty, forgotten his own greatness, he might have looked upon it, and been reminded.”
― Emmanuelle de Maupassant, The Gentlemen's Club

“One evening, on being quite occupied by the state of the struffoli, I seated the Duca di San Orvieta with the Duchessa opposite, and between two of his mistresses. They fought over his attentions, above the table and below, like squid intent on extracting a mollusc from its shell. The poor man was so distracted that he hardly ate a bite. The Duchessa’s words to me afterwards were not lacking in picturesque vividness.”
― Emmanuelle de Maupassant, The Gentlemen's Club

“She is still forming her conclusions but, above all, is convinced that their actions are borne of instinct: fixed patterns that take them to their source of food, to their safe havens, to their mates, and, ultimately, to their death, since their predators learn these patterns as surely as if they, too, had read Maud’s book.”
― Emmanuelle de Maupassant, The Gentlemen's Club

“There is no joy greater than the triumph of living.”
― Emmanuelle de Maupassant, The Gentlemen's Club