What should i expect ?

Everyone dies alone, don't delude yourself.

I know what the nastiest passage is, OP. It's very close to the end. I post it here sometimes.

Would you like to read it? :^}

it's honestly terrible but you should read it anyway

Escorted by Desgranges and Duclos, the Duc and Curval make a journey to the cellars with Augustine in the course of that night; her ass has been preserved in excellent condition, 'tis now lashed to tatters, then the two brothers alternately embugger her, but guard their seed, and then the Duc gives her fifty-eight wounds in the buttocks, pours boiling oil into each gash. He drives a hot iron into her cunt, another into her ass, and fucks her wounded charms, his prick sheathed in a sealskin condom which worsens the already lamentable state of her privities. That accomplished, the flesh is peeled away from the bones of her arms and legs, which bones are sawed in several different places, then her nerves are laid bare in four adjacent places, the nerve ends are tied to a short stick which, like a tourniquet, is twisted, thus drawing forth the aforesaid nerves, which are very delicate parts of the human anatomy and, which, when mistreated, cause the patient to suffer much. Augustine's agonies are unheard-of.

She is given some respite and allowed to recruit her strength, then Messieurs resume work, but this time, as the nerves are pulled into sight, they are scraped with the blade of a knife. The friends complete that operation and now move elsewhere; a hole is bored in her throat, her tongue is drawn back, down, and passed through it, 'tis a comical effect, they broil her remaining breast, then, clutching a scalpel, the Duc thrusts his hand into her cunt and cuts through the partition dividing the anus from the vagina; he throws aside the scalpel, reintroduces his hand, and rummaging about in her entrails, forces her to shit through her cunt, another amusing stunt; then, availing himself of the same entrance, he reaches up and tears open her stomach. Next, they concentrate upon her visage: cut away her ears, burn her nasal passages, blind her eyes with molten sealing wax, girdle her cranium, hang her by the hair, attach heavy stones to her feet, and allow her to drop: the top of the skull remains dangling.

She was still breathing when she fell, and the Duc encunted her in this sorry state; he discharged and came away only the more enraged. They split her belly, opened her, and applied fire to her entrails; scalpel in hand, the Président burrows in her chest and harasses her heart, puncturing it in several places. 'Twas only then her soul fled her body; at the age of fifteen years and eight months thus perished one of the most heavenly creatures ever formed by Nature's skillful hand. Etc. Her eulogy.

God, this is dated nowadays.

>Etc. Her eulogy
You can tell when he was done fapping.

The first time I read this I felt sick to my stomach, now it hardly affects me at all. Don’t know if that’s a good thing.

Right. Don't mean to brag, but at the country club the lads and I call this Tuesday night.

But its saturday

Lots of laughs if you have a really sick sense of humor

I love that someone else posted it and I further love how banal others are finding it. Kind of the point.

did she died?

Just watch the film.

Thanks to Master Sade I conquered a lot of bitches in the last ten years.

Sade helped me to become a better Human being.

Man just imagine how much this would hurt

>dude edgy torture and rape lmao
Imagine being such a mouth breathing moron you did anything but roll your eyes at this
>b-but that's the point!
go fuck yourself

you seem kind of mad about personal masturbation material written 200 years ago

wouldnt you pass out from all the pain way earlier

Is this pronounced shádé

nah, it's "sahd"

A meticulous setup of successively more perverse deeds followed by a bunch of notes, followed by a last unrelated story.

This, the feeling of having your nerves twisted should be enough to knock you out for a while

You should bear in mind none of this is realistic at all, neither is most of the usual gore/torture you see around the "cult" movies and books. Imagination surpasses and supplants actual anatomy in this case, since, for example, that girl would have collapsed long before most of that stuff happened to her. It's actually "hard" to keep pushing people past their pain thresholds, without it becoming meaningless (i.e they might go into a state of lethargy and be completely unaware long before you reach your goal, even if they seem awake).

Also, de Sade makes a statement on how far human beings can go when they are left unchecked and when their lives are based on an ever upgrading spiral of pursuit for vain pleasures. The book is more about the people doing the things than the people suffering themselves (they are mostly posed as "innocent, angelical beings" so as to remain a neutral agent to the psyche of the violence perpetrators). Other people would claim, and they are probably also correct, that de Sade is simply a pervert piece of shit that got off of this stuff. Regardless, it's still an interesting insight into the mind of a heavy fetishist, since most of the things he dreams about can't actually come to be.

Why? if its terrible hat would be the readon to read it

120 days of lulz and fun.