Peter O’Toole In Bondage

Some dungeon bondage for Peter O’Toole in the movie Great Catherine (1968), where he languishes at the mercy (evidently not so merciful) of Jeanne Moreau:

Peter O\'Toole in Jeanne Moreau\'s dungeon

Picture via Unspeakable Axe.

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6 comments on “Peter O’Toole In Bondage”:

edgeworthy commented on December 13th, 2008 at 8:24 am:

Anyone else getting flasbacks to that scene in “Quo Vadis” when the slavegirl says “Whip me, but don’t send me away”

Is there some sort of index for these sort of scenes in old movies?

Mia commented on December 15th, 2008 at 2:07 pm:

Is Catherine supposedly the one who fucked horses?

Rope Guy commented on December 15th, 2008 at 7:18 pm:

Aye, with emphasis on “supposedly”; the historians consider it a libel.

Mia commented on December 16th, 2008 at 2:35 pm:

ooooo… You knew that a semicolon goes outside the quotation mark. You just got knocked up a few sexy points, Rope Guy.

Rope Guy commented on December 16th, 2008 at 3:09 pm:

LOL — the little marks on the page, they work for me. They do what I tell them, or else! ;-)

The Doctor commented on November 11th, 2010 at 5:11 pm:

What’s going on here is that she’s tickling him. The text is online:

CATHERINE Go. And take your men with you. [Naryshkin crawls to the door. The soldiers rise.] Stop. Roll that [indicating Edstaston] nearer. [The soldiers obey.] Not so close. Did I ask you for a footstool? [She pushes Edstaston away with her foot.]

EDSTASTON [with a sudden squeal]. Agh!!! I must really ask your Majesty not to put the point of your Imperial toe between my ribs. I am ticklesome.

CATHERINE. Indeed? All the more reason for you to treat me with respect, Captain. [To the others.] Begone. How many times must I give an order before it is obeyed?

NARYSHKIN. Little Mother: they have brought some instruments of torture. Will they be needed?

CATHERINE [indignantly]. How dare you name such abominations to a Liberal Empress? You will always be a savage and a fool, Naryshkin. These relics of barbarism are buried, thank God, in the grave of Peter the Great. My methods are more civilized. [She extends her toe towards Edstaston’s ribs.]

EDSTASTON [shrieking hysterically]. Yagh! Ah! [Furiously.] If your Majesty does that again I will write to the London Gazette.

CATHERINE [to the soldiers]. Leave us. Quick! do you hear? Five thousand blows of the stick for the soldier who is in the room when I speak next. [The soldiers rush out.] Naryshkin: are you waiting to be knouted? [Naryshkin backs out hastily.]

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