Chapter Sixteen

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Offred recounts the Ceremony in vivid, almost clinical detail. Fully clothed except for her white underdrawers, she lies on her back beneath Sergeant Serena Joy’s large, cloud‑like canopy. Serena is positioned at the head of the four‑poster bed, legs spread, her hands clasped to Offred’s in a ritual meant to symbolize “one flesh,” but Offred interprets it as Serena’s control over the process and its outcome. The rings on Serena’s left hand press into Offred’s fingers, hinting at possible revenge. The Commander, described with silver hair, a mothball smell, and a uniform he despises, positions himself to penetrate only the lower part of Offred’s body. Offred refuses to call the act “making love,” “copulating,” or even “rape,” noting the limited choice she has and that she has “signed up” for this ritual. She observes the Commander’s mechanical, two‑four marching stroke, his preoccupied, humming‑like mind, and his occasional drumming of fingers, noting his lack of passion or attachment. The act is devoid of arousal or orgasm, presented as a duty rather than desire, and Serena either finds it pleasurable or painful, but remains detached. Offred wonders whether the experience is a form of therapy. After the climax, the Commander withdraws, rests briefly on his elbows, nods, and then exits the room, closing the door with exaggerated care. Serena releases Offred’s hands and orders her to “get up and get out,” indicating a ten‑minute period of silent meditation meant for her, though Serena herself appears loathsome and uninterested. Offred rises, feeling the Commander’s semen on her legs, watches Serena straighten her blue skirt and sit rigidly under the canopy, and internally questions who suffers more—Serena or herself.