She dreamed herself a slave of yesteryear, an eternal slave, without the right to speak, her eyes always lowered, kneeling or prostrating at the feet of her Master. She dreamed of chains, whip, constraints. She dreamed of absolute. The more time that passed, the more her fantasies intensified and twisted her stomach with desire. Apollonia could not explain how a woman, educated, free, without physical or psychological traumas, could wish to be deprived...