slave quotes
Slaves Quotes
Legally An Animal:
"I am not an animal, and you are an animal. Yes, my dear, you are legally an animal. In the eyes of Gorean law you are an animal. You have no name in your own right. You may be collared and leashed. You may be bought and sold, whipped, treated as the master pleases, disposed of as he sees fit. You have no rights whatsoever. Legally you have no more status than a tarsk or vulo. Legally, literally, you are an animal." Explorers, pg. 316
Slave Has No Caste:
"A slave, of course, in one sense, has no caste. In being enslaved, she is robbed of caste, as well as of her name. She belongs to her master in all respects, as an animal. He may call her what he wishes, do with as he pleases." ~ Captive, pgs. 60-61
Slave Moves Differently:
The slave girl moves and carries herself, differently from a free woman. This is evident in such small things as fetching a cup for her master or in pouring his wine. These movements, and bodily attitudes and postures, subtle and beautiful, difficult to fully disguise, have betrayed more than one slave beauty who, disguised as a free woman, has sought to flee a city. Explorers of Gor page 318
Insolent Grace:
"I walked back to the compound, proudly, with the deliberate, taunting, insolent grace of the slave girl. I knew then that men wanted me..." ~ Captive, pg. 96
Proud Of Their Slavery:
'Most female slaves,' said Hassan, 'walk very proudly. They are proud of their slavery, and their mastery by men......Given the proper master they are quite content. In the proper collar a woman is serene and joyful.' ~ Tribesmen of Gor pgs 332-333
Slaveness:
"Sometimes I would be pleased when, among the other girls, they would throw me their leather or sandals to clean. I did so, excellently. I did not object either, at the stream on stones, near the compound, to washing their garments. I liked to handle them, to feel the strong fabric that had clung to their sweet strength." ~ Captive, pg. 97
Only A Kajira:
"That night I had cleaned his leather and sandals, as a slave girl, kneeling to one side, while he conversed with men. When I had finished, I remained kneeling there , waiting for him. When he had finished he arose and, without thanking me, put on the leather and sandals, then gestured that I should precede him to the compound. He unlocked the barred gate and opened it. In the threshold I turned to face him. "I, too, am a human being," I told him. He smiled. "No," he said. "You are a Kajira." Then he turned me about and, with a proprietary slap, sped me through the gate. He then closed the gate and locked it." ~ Captive, pg. 106
Thrillingly Aware Of Men:
"Not until I had become a slave girl, and understood that men might own me, did I become so devastatingly, thrillingly aware of them, the rude beauty and strength of their bodies, their power." ~ Captive, pg. 99
Will Take Abuse:
"A slave will take whatever abuse a free person chooses to inflict upon them" ~ Raiders of Gor page 97
Not Commonly Exchanged
The slave girl, of course, will usually have many friends. These are, of course, almost always wenches collared like herself. Friends of her master will often bring their own girls with them, in visiting, and with these, after the men have been served, she may make friends, perhaps chatting in the kitchen. These girls may be exchanged among the men, but commonly the are not. Most masters are rather possessive of their slaves, particularly if they are fond of them. ~ Guardsman, pg. 210
Embodiment Of Sensuality:
The female slave, in her excitement and beauty, is an embodiment of sensuality, love, and service. ~ Vagabonds, pg. 260
Profound Love Of Slave:
..the love of a slave girl is the deepest and most profound love that any woman can give a man. Love makes a woman a man's slave, and the wholeness of that love requires that she be, in truth, his slave. With nothing less can she be fully, and institutionally, content. ~ Magicians, pg. 31
Best Slave Loves Deeply:
"Beauty and intelligence are all well and good," I said, "but the best slave is she who loves most deeply." ~ Magicians, pg. 204
Understanding Slavedom:
"It is easy to tell among girls which are familiar with their condition and which are not. Once a girl truly understands that she is a slave, and there is no escape for her, once she understands it truly, emotionally, categorically, intellectually, physiologically, totally, deeply, profoundly, in every cell in her beautiful body, a fantastic transformation occurs in her. She then knows she is truly a slave. She then becomes wild and free, and sexual, and cares not that she might be scorned by the free either for her miserable condition or helpless appetites; she knows she will be what she must; she has no choice; she is slave. Women, in their heart, long to submit; this is necessary for the slave girl; she must submit or die; submitted, she is thrilled to the core; she lives then for love and service, bound to the will of her master. The joy of the slave girl may seem incomprehensible to the free but it is a reality." ~ Beasts, pg. 55
Strenth In Slavedom:
"In your weakness and need, and love," I said, "in your honesty, and truth, you are a thousand times stronger, and greater, than such caricatures of women, than such travesties of women, than such pseudomales and facsimile men, denying themselves and their feelings, holding themselves rigid, not daring to feel or be themselves." ~ Renegades, pg. 243
Female Most Radical:
Moreover there is a special modality to the movements of the slave girl. She knows not only that she is a female, but a female in the most radical and profound sense, and owned female, one at the bidding of masters, This excites her, and cannot help but be reflected in her movements. She is the most natural, biological and profound of women, the woman at the mercy of men, who must obey and serve the, the slave girl. Explorers, pg. 318
Not Coddled:
"Goreans do not coddle their slave girls. This is one of the first lessons a girl learns." ~ Fighting Slave, pg. 13
No Utensils:
"We knelt in a circle, eating from the wooden bowls of bread and stew. We were given no utensils. Our fingers served to pick out meat and bread, and the gravy we drank." ~ Captive, pg. 167
Sexual Significance:
One would not say to a free women, for example, when one had a moment to spare, "Strip, and run to the furs," but one of course, would not even think twice before ordering a slave to do so. Furthermore, the slave knows that when the master arrives at the furs, she is to be waiting there for him, vulnerable and soft, eager, luscious and loving, his. To most women, the very thought of being a female slave is fearfully fraught with sexual significance. They know very well the sorts of things that would be required of them. And, of course, they are not mistaken. If they had any doubts about it, these doubts will be swiftly dispelled, once they find themselves in the collar. ~ Guardsmen, page 209
Instinctual Sensing:
"I could imagine the pleasure of being held, helpless, in their strong arms. But beyond this I had only the white silk girl's dim sense of the changes they could bring about in my body, only the vague, instinctual sensing, deep in my femaleness, of the fantastic pleasures to which a slave girl may be subjected by her master, pleasures by means of which he may, if it pleases him, totally and completely dominate her, making her helplessly, irreservedly his, naught but a yielded slave girl." ~ Captive, pg. 110-111
Sexuality Imbedded:
They are not long left in doubt as to what it is to be a man's slave, totally. It must be understood, of course, that the slave's sexuality is imbedded in an entire matrix of obedience, love and service. In her heart and mind, these things are inextricably, and delicately and beautifully, intertwined. Her sexuality, commanded of her by her master, by the whip, if necessary, is in one sense, but one aspect and expression of her total bondage; she serves fully, and in all things; yet, in another sense, her entire condition is, in its way, an expression of the depth, complexity and beauty of her sexuality. ~ Guardsman, pg. 210
Slave Fires Lurking:
Frigidity is accepted by Goreans only in free women. Slaves fires, of course, lurk in ever woman, it is only a question of arousing them. Once the slave discovers her sexuality, a venture in which the humiliated slave, to her dismay is forced to participate to the fullest, she can never again ignore it. Once she has begun to learn the orgasms of the slave girl she can never again be contented with anything else. She is then the master's girl. Explorers, pg 47
Not Permitted Inhibitions:
I looked down upon her. 'You are a wanton slave,' I said. She looked up at me laughing, 'A girl in a collar is not permitted inhibitions,' she said. It was true, slave girls must reveal their sexual nature, totally. Do they not do so , they are beaten. ~ Marauders, pg. 278
Unable To Hide Excitement:
"it is wrong to experience sexual pleasure," I told her. "But there is another woman present," she said. "Show her your slave heat," I said. "Forgive me," she cried out, calling to whoever might be in the room, "I cannot help myself. The Master is exciting me!" Explorers of Gor pg. 192-193
Passion & Yoke Of Slavery:
"Passion , technically," I said, "has nothing to do with the imposition of the yoke of slavery. It is, of course, afterwards required of the enslaved woman. Passion is commanded of her." "Yes Master," she said. "the sense in which passion makes you a slave," I said, "is that it puts you in what effect a slave's position, helpless, yielding, submitting to the master." Explorers, pg. 193
Sexuality A Glory:
"Sexuality is a glory in a slave girl which sets her apart from free women...The sexuality of the aroused slave girl is incomprehensible to the free woman. It is nothing she will ever understand. It is a color she can not see, a sound she can not hear..." ~ Tribesmen, pg. 333
Lascivious Animal:
She, a slave, she knows, is expected to be an obedient, lascivious animal in her master's furs or, if permitted, on her master's couch. Indeed, she will be punished severely, if she is not. She is thus free, irreservedly, joyfully, gloriously, to revel in her sensuality. Furthermore, she knows that her most intimate performances and qualities are likely to be discussed openly and with candour by her master with others, perhaps even in her presence. ~ Guardsman, pg. 210
Proud Of Sexual Nature:
Accordingly, rather than becoming ashamed of her sexual nature, she becomes quite proud of it, and often becomes competitive with her imbonded sisters, vying with them to become the most desirable slave in the house, or in the circle of her friends. ~ Guardsman, pg. 210
Happy In Their Place:
Women desire, in their hearts, to be beautiful, helpless, conquered animals, owned and dominated by their masters. The collar makes it clear to them that their dream has been enacted upon them; that, indeed, their dream to their joy, has become their reality. They know that they are now in their place, and will be kept there. They are happy. ~ Guardsman, pg. 210
Women Are Sex:
The wholisticality of the female's response is an interesting one. Their response is a whole, physical, emotional, and intellectual. Men have sex; women are sex. ~ Renegades, pg. 101
Satisfaction In Being Owned:
"There is something about being owned, and belonging to another, which is very meaningful to a woman," she said. "It is also, in a way that is hard to make clear to a man, profoundly satisfying." ~ Beasts, pg. 312
Inability To Please:
The woman who fears she cannot please men then sometimes tends to feel hostility toward them, perhaps turning her own rage and inward disappointment outward, laying the blame upon them, and developing the obvious defensive reactions of belittling sexuality and its significance, and attempting, interestingly, to become manlike herself, to be one with them, though in an aggressive, competitive manner, often attempting to best them, as though one of themselves. Since she was not found a desirable as a woman she attempts to become a more successful man than the men who failed to note her attractiveness. This type of response, however, however natural on Earth in such a situation, would not be feasible on Gor in a slave. Gorean free women, of course may do what they wish. The slave girl, on the other hand, does not compete with the master, but she serves him. Explorers, pg 39
Readiness To Please:
On Gor a readiness to please men, and an intention to do so, and on their own terms, is expected in any girl one buys. Should a girl prove sluggish in any respect, it is simple to put her under discipline. Eventually, of course a woman learns that to please a man in his own terms is the only thing that can, ultimately, fulfill her own deepest needs, those of the owned, submitting love slave. Explorers, pg 39
Capacity To Please:
"She knew that she had already, in effect, been purchased, but she did not know who her master might be. Since her ears had been pierced she was terrified that she might not please him. She trained with almost piteous ardour. She had been a free woman; she was now a female slave, the ease of whose life and whose fortunes would now depend entirely on her capacity to be pleasing to those who might capture or purchase her, those who would own her." ~ Captive, pg. 175 Top
Giving All To Please:
But I knew, looking down at those faces, that if any of them owned me, I would have to be fully pleasing to them. I would have to bend all of my efforts, and all of my beauty, my charm, my grace, my knowledge, my intelligence, my tact, everything that I was, and could hope be, to that end. I would have to be to them, and perfectly, a pleasure slave. And what horrified me most, I think, was that I wanted this. I wanted to serve men, and give them pleasure, to be precious to them, to be loved and appreciated, to make them happy. ~ Dancer, pg. 135
Eagerness & Perfection:
We must thus see to it that we are marvels to them, that we serve them with eagerness and perfections. This is not a matter , incidentally, of serving regardless of our will and possible desires, or in spite of them, but of actually adjusting our will and desires, in such a way that they now find expression and fulfilment even in such service. To be sure, some men enjoy taking a woman who hates them, and whom they hate, and reducing her to a panting pleading slave, begging for a continuation of their touch, which they may then either grant or deny her, as it pleases them. ~ Dancer, pg. 312
Fiercely Desired:
How ignorant women are. Do they not know how beautiful they are? Do the not know how incredibly exciting they are to men? Do they not know how they are wanted, how fiercely they are desired. if only they could see themselves but once through a man's eyes, would they not be terrified to leave the house, lest they be stripped and put under the iron, and collared, by the first man who sees them? Perhaps it is well for women not to know how desirable they are. How they might fear men, if they both knew. I speak, of course, of the men of Gor and those of Gorean nature. Explorers, pg. 199
Collars Teach Meaning Of Beauty:
And yet on Gor women who are put in collars do not long remain ignorant of their beauty and its meaning. It is soon taught to them, for they are slaves, perhaps it is only the slave girl, of all women, kneeling and owned, placed uncompromisingly at the mercy of men, who had some sense of her desirability. What woman can begin to understand men, who has not been owned by one? Explorers, pg. 199
Full Femininity As Slaves:
It is strange that the men of Earth are so seldom aware of the subtler beauties of women, but they have not seen them in their full femininity , as slaves. A woman can be very beautiful simply greeting her master, head down, at the door of his chambers. She can be very beautiful in doing so small a thing as pouring his wine, eyes downcast, gracefully, as his slave. Perhaps she is a bit more beautiful, however, when she kneels helplessly before you, or lies piteously at your feet supplicating you to satisfy her slave needs. perhaps she is most beautiful when she, collared in your arms, cries out in orgasm, acknowledging you as her master. Explorers, page 343
Tormentingly Attractive:
"I think that possibly one day you will find that you have become exquisitely beautiful and desirable, and that your least movement, that of even a wrist or hand, or smallest expression, will be tormentingly attractive to a man. You may then tremble in terror, for you will have become a beautiful Gorean slave girl." Explorers of Gor pg. 197
Femininity Submitted To Masculinity:
In the submission of a female slave to a Master, the slave submits to the principle of masculinity, embodied in him. In this submission, the female slave recognizes the rights of masculinity and fulfils herself by submitting her femininity to it. ~ Vagabonds, pg. 219
Meaninfulness Of Collar:
She then enters the house, obeying. Not a shackle or a cord on her body. But few women could be more slave than she, entering fearfully the strange, empty house, and preparing herself for her master's pleasure. "It is difficult to convey to a man," she said, "the feelings of a woman at such a time." "They are the feelings of a slave," I said. "So simply put! she said. "Yes," she said, "they are the feelings of a slave. But I wonder if a man, ever, will truly understand what a woman's collar can mean to her. I wonder if he, ever, truly, will be able to fathom the nature and depth of the emotions of the woman who kneels at his feet." Explorers, pg 188
Longing To Submit:
"Women, in their heart, long to submit; this is necessary for the slave girl; she must submit or die; submitted, she is thrilled to the core; she lives then for love and service, bound to the will of her master. The joy of the slave girl may seem incomprehensible to the free but it is a reality" ~ Beasts, pg. 55
First Girl [Addressed As Mistress]:
"I, too wish you well, Mistress," I said. I addressed her as mistress, for she was first girl. pg 245 Slave Girl of GOR
First Girl [Carrying Whip]:
She was seldom permitted to carry her whip outside the slave quarters, except in conducting a new slave through the corridors and bringing her through the small iron door, as she had me. When she left the slave quarters she normally knelt before a guard and handed him the whip, her authority ended. ....Outside the slave quarters we were normally under the governess not of Sucha, but men. We stood under her governance outside the quarters only when she was permitted to retain the whip. pg 264 Slave Girl of GOR
First Girl [Addressed As Mistress]:
"Thank you, Mistress", I said, restraining myself. Since she had become first girl in the camp we were all constrained to serve her and address her as Mistress. Even though she was given no jewellery or fine raiment, she was high slave in the camp. pg 135 Slave Girl of GOR
First Girl [Sign Of Authority]:
More importantly, about her forehead, tying back her dark hair, was a strip of rep cloth, brown, of the same material as the work tunic. I knew this meant that she had authority among the girls. Ena was high girl in the camp ... ~ Captive, pg. 284
First Girl [Kajira Talmit]:
I looked at Ute. "You wear the Kajira talmit," I said. "The first girl of the work slaves," said Ute, "had been sold shortly before my capture. There had been dissensions, factions, among the girls, each wanting one of their own party to be first girl. I was new. I had no allegiances. ~ Captive, pg. 286
First Girl [Reduces Squabbling]:
When more than one slave girl stands in a relationship of slave girls, as when they serve in the same shop or house, or adorn the same rich man's pleasure gardens, it is common for the master, or masters, to appoint a "first girl." Her authority is then to the other girls as if that of the Master, This tends to reduce squabbling. The first girl is usually much competition to be first girl. First girls can be cruel and petty but commonly, they attempt to govern with intelligence and justice. They know that another girl, at the master's whim, may become first girl, and that they themselves may then be under her almost absolute power. In my house I often rotated the position of first girl among my slaves who were native Goreans. I never made and Earth-girl slave first girl. This is fitting. Let them be always as slaves of slaves. Explorers, pg. 77
Freedom In Slavery:
'Though I am slave,' she said, 'yet for the first time in my life, I am free.' pg 303 Nomads of GOR
Freedom In Slavery [Path To Discover Femininity:
"Freedom permits a woman to live without a man. Slavery makes a woman need a mans touch... Slavery, of course, is the surest path by means of which a woman can discover her femininity. The paradox of the collar is the freedom which a woman experiences in at last finding herself, and becoming herself." ~ Magicians, pg. 160
Freedom In Slavery [Paradox Of]:
"Though barefoot, though thonged by the throat, though branded, though clad in a camisk, though a degraded slave, at the mercy of men, I felt, perhaps for the first time in my life, paradoxically, vitally, and joyously happy." ~ Captive, pg. 96
Freedom In Slavery [Truest & Freest]:
"Most female slaves," said Hassan, "walk very proudly. They are proud of their slavery, and their mastery by men. They have learned their womanhood. It has been taught to them. In their way, though imbonded, totally, I suppose they are the truest and freest of women. They are closest, perhaps, to the essentials of the female, those of subservience to the masculine will, obedience, service and pleasure. In being most themselves, utter slave, they are most free. Given the proper master they are quite content. In the proper collar a woman is serene, and joyful." ~ Tribesmen, pgs. 332-333
Freedom In Slavery [Only In A Collar]:
"Only in a collar can a woman be truly free" ~ Tribesmen pg. 75
Wilfulness:
"Were you ever happy with a master," I asked acidly. "Oh yes," said Ute. Her eyes shone. I looked at her disgustedly. "What happened," I asked. She looked down. "I tried to bend him to my will," she said. "He sold me." pg 83 Captive of GOR
Frustration of Female:
She was starved for a man's touch. Such women, in their waking hours, are often tense and restless; it is not unusual, too, for them to be irritable; and many times they are hostile towards men; many times they are not even fully aware of the underlying causes of their uncomfortable conscious state; how horrified they might be if they were told that they were women, and desired a master; yet must the not, on some level, be aware of this; would not their hostility toward the male who does not understand their needs or is too cowardly or weak to satisfy them not be otherwise inexplicable; what other hurt could the uncooperative male in (pg 396) inflicting upon them; the more he tries to please them the more they demand; the more he tries to do what they claim to wish them more he find himself disparaged and despised; can he not see that what they really want is to be thrown to his feet and subjected, totally to his will? They wish to be women, that is all. But how can they be women if men will not be men? How cruel a man is to deny to a woman the deepest need of her womanhood. Can they not care for them? Can they not see how beautiful they are, and how marvellous? Explorers, pg. 395
Slave Etiquette [Seeking Permission To Use Master's Name:
'May I call you Tarl?' she asked. 'Only if given permission, ' I told her. this was normal Gorean slave custom. Generally, of course, such permission is not even asked, and , if asked would be denied. Sometimes a girl is whipped for even daring to ask this permission. 'A girl asks permission to call her Master by his name,' she said. 'It is denied,' I said. 'Yes, Master,' she said. I would not permit the slave girl to speak my name. It is not fitting that the name of the master be soiled by being touched by the lips of a slave. ~ Tribesman, pg. 360
Slave Etiquette:
"'I am Lana," said Lana, and she came forward, and, in her turn, knelt before the bars. "Buy Lana, Master," she said. "I did not ask to hear the name of a slave," said the man. Lana looked at him in surprise. "Return to your place, Slave," said the man. Angry, Lana did so. "You may now approach again." said the man. Lana did so. She knelt sinuously, and excitingly, before him, and looked up at him. "Buy me, Master." she whispered. "Return to your place, Female Slave," said the man." ~Captive, pg. 196
Slave Etiquette [Seeking Permission To Speak]:
"I went to Targo, trembling, and knelt at his feet, my head to the boards of the floor. 'May a slave speak?' I asked. 'Yes,' he said." ~ Captive, pg. 200
Slave Etiquette [Restricted From Master's Couch:
"Of Custom, a slave girl may not even ascend the couch to serve her Masters pleasure. The point of this restriction , I suppose, is to draw a clearer distinction between her status and that of a Free Companion. At any rate the dignities of the couch are, by custom, reserved for the Free Companion. When a Master wishes to make use of a slave girl he tells her to light the lamp of love which she obediently does, placing it in the window of his chamber that they may not be disturbed. then with his own hand he throws upon the floor of his chamber luxurious love furs, perhaps from the larl itself, and commands her to them." ~ Priest-Kings, pg. 68
Red/White Silks:
"Are you white silk?" I asked. "I am a virgin," she said. "Then you are white silk," I said. Explorers, pg. 172
Red/White Silks:
"There is a stain of blood on your thigh." I said. "My Master took my virginity," she said. "You are now a red-silk girl," I said. Explorers, pg. 200
Red/White Silks:
"I had been opened, I thought, I was now 'red silk!'" ~ Dancer, pg. 204
Red/White Silks:
"Any girl on the ship, incidentally, unless she is certified "white silk", a virgin, is free to the sailors for their sport. There were no "white silk" girls on board; we were all "red silk". This was not unusual. There are few virgin slaves. Their virginity usually does not last more than a Ahn beyond their first sale." ~ Slave Girl, pg. 317
Red/White Silks:
"To be sure, of course, the color of garment, on Gor, would not be likely white, but, commonly, red or yellow. White on Gor, is a color commonly associated with virginity. It is accordingly, worn by few slaves." Guardsman, pg. 251
Red/White Silks:
"Similarly, the expression `red-silk,' in Gorean, tends to be used as a category in slaving, and also, outside of the slaving context, as an expression in vulgar discourse, indicating that the woman is no longer a virgin, or, as the Goreans say, at least vulgarly of slaves, that her body has been opened by men. Its contrasting term is `white-silk,' usually used of slaves who are still virgins, or, equivalently, slaves whose bodies have not yet been opened by men. Needless to say, slaves seldom spend a great deal of time in the `white-silk' category. It is common not to dally in initiating a slave into the realities of her condition." ~ Dancer, pg. 128
Insolent Slave:
"I suddenly knew that I would be a clever slave. I was highly intelligent. I could undoubtedly scheme and wheedle, and obtain my way. I could smile prettily, and would, to obtain what I wished. I felt petty and sly, but justifiably, proudly so. Was I not a slave? I knew that I could well employ the wiles of a slave girl to make my life pleasant and easy." ~ Captive, pg. 139
Polite Love Not Wanted:
I moaned. I did not want polite love. I wanted to know that I was in the hands of a man who was capable of being excited, and who I excited, who found me truly marvellous, to whose fury of power I appeared whose fierce and voracious appetites I triggered. I wanted to be in the arms of a true man. I did not want to be possibly mistaken about whether I had been had or not. I did not want to be touched as though I might break. I did not wish to be in danger of drowsing off during the making of love. I wanted him to own and master me, and whip me if I was not pleasing. ~ Dancer, pg. 250
Wanton Joy Of Slave:
"She fell to kissing me, with the lascivious, wanton joy of the slave girl, given no choice but to reveal and liberate, and act upon, completely and with perfection, her deepest, most hidden desires, even though she might in misery, scorn herself for possessing them." ~ Marauders, pg. 296
A Man Greater Than I:
I wanted a man who was greater than I, and incomparably so, one whom I must, in the order of nature obey, one to whom I must look up. And I did not care if it was from my knees, black with dust, a collar on my neck, naked, that I looked up to his glory. Dancer, pg. 91
Plea To Be Strong: "You will be strong with me, will you not?" she asked. "You will make me do, and be, uncompromisingly, and as a slave, what you want, will you not?" ~ Guardsman, pg. ?
Gentleness Not Always Wanted:
I did not always want gentleness. It did not displease me to be forced to recognize, and incontrovertibly, and with my whole body, that I was in a man's arms, those of a true man, and was a slave. Sometimes, I confess, I even wanted the whip, not for its pain, which I feared, but for its proof of my domination, that I was owned, and wholly, and was going to be mastered. But, sometimes, too, I wanted gentleness, and, in a slave's helplessness, begged for it.~ Dancer, pg. 347
Love Slave:
"The love slave is still slave, you see," I said, "and perhaps more so than any other." "Yes," whispered the woman. "She is held in her bondage by the strongest of all bonds," I said, "that of love.' ~ Mercenaries, pg. 318
Love Slave:
"I exist for you," she said, "and it is what I want, to please and serve you." She was much in love. She wanted to give all of herself to Marcus, irreservedly, to hold nothing back, to live for him, and, if need be, to die for him. It is the way of the female in love, for whom no service is too small, no sacrifice too great, offering herself selflessly as an oblation to the master. ~ Magicians, pg. 27
Love Slave:
"The life of a female slave," he said, "is a life wholly given over to love. It is not a compromised life. It is not one of those lives which is part this, and part that. It is a total way of life, a total life." ~ Mercenaries, pg. 435
Need To Please:
Why did he not send for me? Had I not pleased him? I could do more for him, more! ~ Captive, pg. 340
An Indifferent Girl:
"Such an exploitative, indifferent girl, on Gor, might be simple carried off, and enslaved. Of such women the Goreans enjoy making slave. She would find her favors were not hers to dispense, at her own pleasure, and to her own profit, but his to command, as he was pleased to do so." ~ Captive, pg. 193
Permission To Eat:
To indicate the greater significance of the evening meal, as compared to the other Gorean meals, no slave girl may touch it without first having been given permission, assuming that a free man or woman, even a child, is present. "You may feed, Slave Girl," is a common way in which this permission is given. If the permission is not given, the girl may not eat. Should the master or mistress, or child, forget to give this permission, it is merely the misfortune of the slave girl. ~ Slave Girl, pg. 74
Liberation By The Whip:
"It is not so much, I think, that the lash, in such a situation, as a punishment, changes the woman's behavior, that she obeys because she does not wish to be whipped, but rather that the whip convinces her that she is now free to be the sensuous, sexual, marvelous creature which she is in herself and has always desired to be. In this sense the whip does not oppress the woman but rather liberates her to be herself, wild, uninhibited, free in a sense, even though she may be bound in chains, and sexual. To be sure, the whip is also used to punish women, and they do fear it, and mightily, for such a reason." ~ Magicians, pg. 197
Intimate Games:
Oh when his need was upon him he would sometimes use me as a slave girl, with harsh authority, sometimes even making me suffer under his domination, and, too, sometimes why my need was upon me I would beg him for chains and cords, that I might be fully owned, or would present myself to him as a contemptuous, untamed girl, who must be conquered, provoking him to my utter conquest, but, too, now, we would sometimes love tenderly, and at sweet length. ~ Captive, pg. 353
Not Permitted To Forget:
"...slaves are not permitted to forget such things. It is up to them to remember them. Too, obviously one could claim to have forgotten the most elementary duties, tokens of respect, and such. Accordingly, forgetfulness does not excuse the commission of such acts. A slave seldom forgets them more than once. The whip is an excellent mnemonic device." ~ Magicians, pg. 223
Democracy Of Slaves:
Slaves , of course, are casteless, as are other animals. No longer is one woman divided from another by artificial distinctions. In this sense there is a democracy of slaves. They all begin the same, regardless of previous distinctions, such as position or wealth. They all begin at the same point, as naked women, branded and collared, who must strive with one another to see who can be most pleasing to masters. ~ Renegades, pg. 47
Slaves Valued:
"The female slave, sometimes considered nothing, supposedly, is yet in actuality, valued commonly more highly than even gold, which in turn, is often valued for its capacity to buy such women, to bring them into chains." ~ Mercenaries, pg 100
High Slave:
"In these quarters, amidst her cushions and silks, surrounded by her jewel boxes, attended by female slaves assigned to her for her own use, to whom she was absolute mistress, she held sway almost as might have a Ubara. Comfortably secure in the favor of her powerful and highborn master, esteemed and pampered, she though only a slave, gathered power about herself." ~ Mercenaries, pg. 158
Caressed Into Submission:
"If he should be even more brutual, but more subtly so, more to be feared by a woman, he will, in the long flight back to his city, caress her into submission, until she has no choice but to yield herself to him, wholly, as a surrendered slave girl." ~ Captive, pg. 228
Slave Pride:
" ‘In time,’ I said, ‘it is my hope that you would grow proud of your body and its responses. I do not think you will find them embarrassing then, unless perhaps, say, strapped in a slave rack, you are forced to exhibit them publicly before scornful men or contemptuous free women. I think rather then that you would rejoice in them.’ " ~ Mercenaries, pg. 412
Slave Pride:
Slave girls tend to be very proud and happy in their sexuality. ~ Blood Brothers, pg. 49
Slave Pride:
In a woman who is truly free such things, of course, would be unthinkable. Slave girls, of course, once they have begun to learn their collars, and once they have begun to learn that they are truly slaves, and what it might mean, become very vain and proud over the piercing of their ears. They know that it makes them more attractive to men, and significantly so, and, too, they relish being able, with earrings, to make themselves even more beautiful and exciting. Slave girls tend to be very proud and happy in their sexuality. This type of pleasure, commonly denied to the free woman, is probably an additional reason why they tend to hate their helplessly imbonded sisters." ~ Blood Brothers, pgs. 48-49
Slaves Prized:
A slave girl, one who truly serves men, has often much freedom. Since they have everything, and anything they want from her, and she is complete slave, and they total master, there is no struggle between them; she, accordingly, in a strange way, is prized and treasured ... ~ Slave Girl, pg. 361
Sensual Expression:
"The smallest tasks of your life, how you clean your master’s leather, how you set out his clothes, how you cook and sew, how you shop, how you clean and launder, even the tiniest and most servile tasks…will become sexual, all will become expressions of your femaleness, fitting and joyful manifestations of your worthless but helplessly proffered, gladly tendered love and service, that of only an insignificant slave." ~ Mercenaries, pg. 435
Warring Nature:
In me conditioning warred with nature. Men were the masters. Did they not know that? Why did they not enforce their power, their will on us? Could they not see what we wanted, what we needed? Were they so inattentive and insensitive? Were they so stupid, so blind? Could they not see that I, in order to attain my perfection, needed the weight of a chain, the taste of a whip? Could they not see that I could not be perfect until my will was taken from me, and I must serve willlessly! Could they not see that this was what I wanted? ~ Kajira, pg. 152-53
Warring Nature:
I was not man. I was a woman! I wanted to surrender to nature, but feared, mightily, to do so. I sensed what a woman might become if she surrendered to nature. I scarcely dared think it let alone speak it, How categorical, how fearful, how absolute and such a thing would be! Yet I longed for it. I wished a man would throw me to my belly and lock a collar on my throat. I wished to lie trembling at his feet, in the shadow of his Whip, knowing that thenceforth, whether I wished it or not, I existed for love, passion and service. ~ Kajira, pg. 152-53
Sexuality Of Female:
How well that master had understood sex, and the sexuality of the female, I thought. He apparently understood something of the pervasiveness and totality of female sexuality. They had been, in their way, having sex together for hours, before he even touched her. Well had he understood the woman, and her needs and desires to be pleasing, and to submit and serve in many ways. It was the total woman, in her wholeness, which he, to her joy, had chosen to dominate. ~ Kajira, pg. 200
Love Master:
In his arms I had always been the most helpless. He was my love master. ~ Slave Girl, pg. 358
Absolutely His Girl:
How incredibly, and yet rationally and justifiably, I felt at his mercy. He was my master. He owned me. He could do whatever he wanted with me. He could trade me or sell me, or even slay me upon a whim, should he wish. I was absolutely his, his girl. ~ Slave Girl, pg. 108
Slaves Competition:
Slave girls compete for the attentions of masters. Each strives to be more pleasing to them than the other. The quality of a slave girl's life is commonly a direct function of her pleasingness to her master. Whether she is a tresured love slave or an ignored pot-and-floor wench depends much upon her. ~ Slave Girl, pg. 131-132
Competition:
A Gorean girl, who has a first-rate man, and wishes to keep him, fights for him. There are generally other girls, collared girls, only too eager to take her place. ~ Captive, pg. 359
Beneath A Master's Touch:
He had, cruelly, mercilessly, unfairly, giving me no option, elicited from me fantastic depths of sensation of which I had not even realized my body was capable. His touch, as that of a master, had commanded my body, totally, and I had swum in sensation, clutching him, fearing that I might drown with pleasure in his arms. ~ Captive, pg. 339
Surrendering:
"Is it pleasant," she asked, "to surrender to a man?" I put my head down, shamed by joy. ~ Captive, pg. 342
Absolute Truthfulness:
I lay my head back, regarding him. I put my head to one side. "Must I speak?" I asked. "Yes," he said, toying with his finger on my shoulder. "But must I speak the truth?" I asked. "Or you will be lashed, and put in the slave box," he said. I was startled. Yet I knew, suddenly, that, if I lied, he would indeed whip me, and quite possible place me again in the hated slave box. He was a Gorean Master. ~ Captive, pg. 345
Absolute Truthfulness:
The absolute truth must be spoken to a Gorean master. It is forbidden to a girl to hide her feelings. ~ Captive, pg. 346
Expressions:
I threw the cloak to the grass and knelt at his feet, as though chained. I looked up at him. He was now standing on his feet, and he looked down at me, tenderly. "I am chained at your feet," I said. It was a saying of a Gorean slave girl, to express her feelings. ~ Captive, pg. 347
Joy In Being Owned:
Before I appeared before the shed, I stopped and, secretly, pressed my fingertips to my lips and then to the lettering on my collar, which proclaimed me the slave of a Gorean warrior. I loved him! I laughed. You could read his name, that of my master, on my collar. ~ Captive, pg. 348
Menial Tasks [Ironing]:
Behind the kitchen shed, I was ironing. To one side there was a large pile of laundered work tunics, which I had washed in the early morning. The smooth board was set before me, mounted on two wooden blocks. A bowl of water was nearby, and a fire, over which, on an iron plate fixed on stones, there were, heating, sive, small, flat-bottomed, rounded, wooden-handled Gorean irons. Top
Exotics:
"Are they slaves?" I asked Ho-Tu. "Of course," said Ho-Tu, adding, "but they do not know it." "I do not understand." I said. I could now see the girl playing the lute. She was lovely, as were the others. She was strolling about one of the pools. Two other girls, I now saw, were lying by the pool, putting their fingers in the water, making circles in the water. "These are exotics," said Ho-Tu. ~ Assassin, pg. 115
Exotics:
Exotics are normally bred for some deformity which is thought to be appealing. On the other hand, sometimes the matter is much more sublte and sinister. For example it is possible to breed a girl whose saliva with be poisonous; such a woman, placed in the Pleasure Gardens of an enemy, can be more dangerous than the knife of an Assassin. ~ Assassin, pg. 115
Blossoming Within:
"The intelligence and sensitivity of many women actually tends to blossom in bondage, finding within it the apt environment for its expression, for its flowering. This may have to do with such matters as the release of inhibitions, happiness, fulfillment, and such." Magicians, pg. 194
Paradox Of The Collar:
"Slavery, of course, is the surest path by means of which a woman can discover her femininity. The paradox of the collar is the freedom which a woman experiences in at last finding herself, and becoming herself." ~ Magicians, pg. 160
Freedom In Slavery:
I had grown free on Gor, though I wore a collar. Strange, collared, I was free. Uncollared I had been a true slave, a prisoner of a pathological culture, ascetic, mechanistic and twisted. ~ Slave Girl, pg. 445
Freedom In Slavery:
On Earth it then seemed to me that I had been a true slave; and that, on this world, though I wore a brand, I was for the first time in my life truly free. ~ Slave Girl, pg. 72
Freedom In Slavery:
On Earth invisible chains had kept me cruelly apart from myself and my feelings; conditionings and derisions had put walls between me and my heart and emotions; I had been tight, the miserable victim of bonds of my own acceptance; now, for the first time in my life, though I might wear chains, in my heart, my feelings and emotions, I was truly free, truly liberated... ~ Slave Girl, pg. 72-73
Freedom In Slavery:
I, though helpless, hooded, in the arms of the beasts who ravished me, had experienced, exhilarated, an incredible sense of freedom, of liberation. It was not the freedom of convention I then felt but the freedom of nature, not the freedom to be what I was not, which had been prescribed to me, but the freedom rather to be what I was ... ~ Slave Girl, pg. 100
Freedom In Slavery:
I could be a biological woman, as perhaps a free woman could not. I could be a primitive female, an owned woman, as they could not. I could be a woman, as they could not. Slavery made me free to be a woman... I had no choice. I was slave. I was forced to be a woman. ~ Slave Girl, pg. 104
Freedom In Slavery:
I suspect the changes in me, at least in part, had to do with two things, the gradual stripping from me of negativistic Earth conditionings and, on the positive side, the Gorean acculturations to which I, a bond girl, was being exposed. I was learning my slavery. Oddly enough, in learning my slavery, I was experiencing an incredible sense of psychological freedom and liberation. ~ Slave Girl, pg. 136
Beauty Within Slavery:
I do not know why it is, but the condition of slavery makes a woman very beautiful. It removes inhibitions to the manifestation of her femininity and her deepest needs. ~ Slave Girl, pg. 404
Anniversary Date:
A slave girl is a delight to a man; she is extremely prized and precious; that the day of her acquisition should be celebrated each month with special ceremonies and rites is not surprising. These numerous anniversaries are deliciously celebrated, as they may be with a girl who is only a slave, and seldom forgotten; should such an anniversary be forgotten, should it be such that it is commonly celebrated, the girl redoubles her efforts to please, fearing she is to be soon sold. ~ Slave Girl, pg. 66
Emotion Of Slavery:
I had not dreamed such an emotion could exist. It was not merely that I was eager to piteously and submissively display my beauty to them, that they might be moved to take it in their arms and vanquish it, but, beyond this, I was overwhelmed by an entire dimension of emotion which might be spoken of, though inadequately, as the desire to yield service and love. ~ Slave Girl, pg. 104
Emotion Of Slavery:
I wanted to give, unstintingly, with no thought of return. Always I had been concerned with what I might obtain. Now, for the first time im my life, in my joy and self-acceptance as a female slave, I wanted to give. I wanted to give all of myself, wholeheartedly, to deliver and bestow myself unto them as their girl, who loved them and would do all for them, asking nothing. I wished to be nothing, and to give all. I wanted to be their slave. ~ Slave Girl, pgs. 104-105
Tragedy Of Slavery:
I could not bear the thought of being separated from him. It would have been the torture of the tearing of my heart from my body. The very thought caused in me excruciating suffering. I looked up agonized. I understood then as I had not before what could be the cruelty, the tragedy, of being a female slave. what if I had not pleased him sufficiently? ~ Captive, pg. 347
Need For Mastering:
"Women, I suspected, even proud, beautiful, intelligent women like Elizabeth Cardwell, secretly wish their men to be strong, and upon occasion to prove it to them, commanding them as mere females, giving them no choice but to do precisely as he wishes." ~ Assassin, pg. 177
Slave Nature:
"Surely it is better to have a true man on any terms than to have half a man or no man at all! Men are masters; if the man be strong, the woman must submit. given the opportunity to relate to a true man, few woman will settle for less. Indeed, true women, in the belly of them, desire to submit to true men. It is an ancient instinct bred into the bellies of beautiful, feminine women." ~ Slave Girl, pg. 154
Slave Nature:
"Women dream not of equals," she said, "but of masters." ~ Fighting Slave, pg. 116
Legally An Animal:
"I am not an animal, and you are an animal. Yes, my dear, you are legally an animal. In the eyes of Gorean law you are an animal. You have no name in your own right. You may be collared and leashed. You may be bought and sold, whipped, treated as the master pleases, disposed of as he sees fit. You have no rights whatsoever. Legally you have no more status than a tarsk or vulo. Legally, literally, you are an animal." Explorers, pg. 316
Slave Has No Caste:
"A slave, of course, in one sense, has no caste. In being enslaved, she is robbed of caste, as well as of her name. She belongs to her master in all respects, as an animal. He may call her what he wishes, do with as he pleases." ~ Captive, pgs. 60-61
Slave Moves Differently:
The slave girl moves and carries herself, differently from a free woman. This is evident in such small things as fetching a cup for her master or in pouring his wine. These movements, and bodily attitudes and postures, subtle and beautiful, difficult to fully disguise, have betrayed more than one slave beauty who, disguised as a free woman, has sought to flee a city. Explorers of Gor page 318
Insolent Grace:
"I walked back to the compound, proudly, with the deliberate, taunting, insolent grace of the slave girl. I knew then that men wanted me..." ~ Captive, pg. 96
Proud Of Their Slavery:
'Most female slaves,' said Hassan, 'walk very proudly. They are proud of their slavery, and their mastery by men......Given the proper master they are quite content. In the proper collar a woman is serene and joyful.' ~ Tribesmen of Gor pgs 332-333
Slaveness:
"Sometimes I would be pleased when, among the other girls, they would throw me their leather or sandals to clean. I did so, excellently. I did not object either, at the stream on stones, near the compound, to washing their garments. I liked to handle them, to feel the strong fabric that had clung to their sweet strength." ~ Captive, pg. 97
Only A Kajira:
"That night I had cleaned his leather and sandals, as a slave girl, kneeling to one side, while he conversed with men. When I had finished, I remained kneeling there , waiting for him. When he had finished he arose and, without thanking me, put on the leather and sandals, then gestured that I should precede him to the compound. He unlocked the barred gate and opened it. In the threshold I turned to face him. "I, too, am a human being," I told him. He smiled. "No," he said. "You are a Kajira." Then he turned me about and, with a proprietary slap, sped me through the gate. He then closed the gate and locked it." ~ Captive, pg. 106
Thrillingly Aware Of Men:
"Not until I had become a slave girl, and understood that men might own me, did I become so devastatingly, thrillingly aware of them, the rude beauty and strength of their bodies, their power." ~ Captive, pg. 99
Will Take Abuse:
"A slave will take whatever abuse a free person chooses to inflict upon them" ~ Raiders of Gor page 97
Not Commonly Exchanged
The slave girl, of course, will usually have many friends. These are, of course, almost always wenches collared like herself. Friends of her master will often bring their own girls with them, in visiting, and with these, after the men have been served, she may make friends, perhaps chatting in the kitchen. These girls may be exchanged among the men, but commonly the are not. Most masters are rather possessive of their slaves, particularly if they are fond of them. ~ Guardsman, pg. 210
Embodiment Of Sensuality:
The female slave, in her excitement and beauty, is an embodiment of sensuality, love, and service. ~ Vagabonds, pg. 260
Profound Love Of Slave:
..the love of a slave girl is the deepest and most profound love that any woman can give a man. Love makes a woman a man's slave, and the wholeness of that love requires that she be, in truth, his slave. With nothing less can she be fully, and institutionally, content. ~ Magicians, pg. 31
Best Slave Loves Deeply:
"Beauty and intelligence are all well and good," I said, "but the best slave is she who loves most deeply." ~ Magicians, pg. 204
Understanding Slavedom:
"It is easy to tell among girls which are familiar with their condition and which are not. Once a girl truly understands that she is a slave, and there is no escape for her, once she understands it truly, emotionally, categorically, intellectually, physiologically, totally, deeply, profoundly, in every cell in her beautiful body, a fantastic transformation occurs in her. She then knows she is truly a slave. She then becomes wild and free, and sexual, and cares not that she might be scorned by the free either for her miserable condition or helpless appetites; she knows she will be what she must; she has no choice; she is slave. Women, in their heart, long to submit; this is necessary for the slave girl; she must submit or die; submitted, she is thrilled to the core; she lives then for love and service, bound to the will of her master. The joy of the slave girl may seem incomprehensible to the free but it is a reality." ~ Beasts, pg. 55
Strenth In Slavedom:
"In your weakness and need, and love," I said, "in your honesty, and truth, you are a thousand times stronger, and greater, than such caricatures of women, than such travesties of women, than such pseudomales and facsimile men, denying themselves and their feelings, holding themselves rigid, not daring to feel or be themselves." ~ Renegades, pg. 243
Female Most Radical:
Moreover there is a special modality to the movements of the slave girl. She knows not only that she is a female, but a female in the most radical and profound sense, and owned female, one at the bidding of masters, This excites her, and cannot help but be reflected in her movements. She is the most natural, biological and profound of women, the woman at the mercy of men, who must obey and serve the, the slave girl. Explorers, pg. 318
Not Coddled:
"Goreans do not coddle their slave girls. This is one of the first lessons a girl learns." ~ Fighting Slave, pg. 13
No Utensils:
"We knelt in a circle, eating from the wooden bowls of bread and stew. We were given no utensils. Our fingers served to pick out meat and bread, and the gravy we drank." ~ Captive, pg. 167
Sexual Significance:
One would not say to a free women, for example, when one had a moment to spare, "Strip, and run to the furs," but one of course, would not even think twice before ordering a slave to do so. Furthermore, the slave knows that when the master arrives at the furs, she is to be waiting there for him, vulnerable and soft, eager, luscious and loving, his. To most women, the very thought of being a female slave is fearfully fraught with sexual significance. They know very well the sorts of things that would be required of them. And, of course, they are not mistaken. If they had any doubts about it, these doubts will be swiftly dispelled, once they find themselves in the collar. ~ Guardsmen, page 209
Instinctual Sensing:
"I could imagine the pleasure of being held, helpless, in their strong arms. But beyond this I had only the white silk girl's dim sense of the changes they could bring about in my body, only the vague, instinctual sensing, deep in my femaleness, of the fantastic pleasures to which a slave girl may be subjected by her master, pleasures by means of which he may, if it pleases him, totally and completely dominate her, making her helplessly, irreservedly his, naught but a yielded slave girl." ~ Captive, pg. 110-111
Sexuality Imbedded:
They are not long left in doubt as to what it is to be a man's slave, totally. It must be understood, of course, that the slave's sexuality is imbedded in an entire matrix of obedience, love and service. In her heart and mind, these things are inextricably, and delicately and beautifully, intertwined. Her sexuality, commanded of her by her master, by the whip, if necessary, is in one sense, but one aspect and expression of her total bondage; she serves fully, and in all things; yet, in another sense, her entire condition is, in its way, an expression of the depth, complexity and beauty of her sexuality. ~ Guardsman, pg. 210
Slave Fires Lurking:
Frigidity is accepted by Goreans only in free women. Slaves fires, of course, lurk in ever woman, it is only a question of arousing them. Once the slave discovers her sexuality, a venture in which the humiliated slave, to her dismay is forced to participate to the fullest, she can never again ignore it. Once she has begun to learn the orgasms of the slave girl she can never again be contented with anything else. She is then the master's girl. Explorers, pg 47
Not Permitted Inhibitions:
I looked down upon her. 'You are a wanton slave,' I said. She looked up at me laughing, 'A girl in a collar is not permitted inhibitions,' she said. It was true, slave girls must reveal their sexual nature, totally. Do they not do so , they are beaten. ~ Marauders, pg. 278
Unable To Hide Excitement:
"it is wrong to experience sexual pleasure," I told her. "But there is another woman present," she said. "Show her your slave heat," I said. "Forgive me," she cried out, calling to whoever might be in the room, "I cannot help myself. The Master is exciting me!" Explorers of Gor pg. 192-193
Passion & Yoke Of Slavery:
"Passion , technically," I said, "has nothing to do with the imposition of the yoke of slavery. It is, of course, afterwards required of the enslaved woman. Passion is commanded of her." "Yes Master," she said. "the sense in which passion makes you a slave," I said, "is that it puts you in what effect a slave's position, helpless, yielding, submitting to the master." Explorers, pg. 193
Sexuality A Glory:
"Sexuality is a glory in a slave girl which sets her apart from free women...The sexuality of the aroused slave girl is incomprehensible to the free woman. It is nothing she will ever understand. It is a color she can not see, a sound she can not hear..." ~ Tribesmen, pg. 333
Lascivious Animal:
She, a slave, she knows, is expected to be an obedient, lascivious animal in her master's furs or, if permitted, on her master's couch. Indeed, she will be punished severely, if she is not. She is thus free, irreservedly, joyfully, gloriously, to revel in her sensuality. Furthermore, she knows that her most intimate performances and qualities are likely to be discussed openly and with candour by her master with others, perhaps even in her presence. ~ Guardsman, pg. 210
Proud Of Sexual Nature:
Accordingly, rather than becoming ashamed of her sexual nature, she becomes quite proud of it, and often becomes competitive with her imbonded sisters, vying with them to become the most desirable slave in the house, or in the circle of her friends. ~ Guardsman, pg. 210
Happy In Their Place:
Women desire, in their hearts, to be beautiful, helpless, conquered animals, owned and dominated by their masters. The collar makes it clear to them that their dream has been enacted upon them; that, indeed, their dream to their joy, has become their reality. They know that they are now in their place, and will be kept there. They are happy. ~ Guardsman, pg. 210
Women Are Sex:
The wholisticality of the female's response is an interesting one. Their response is a whole, physical, emotional, and intellectual. Men have sex; women are sex. ~ Renegades, pg. 101
Satisfaction In Being Owned:
"There is something about being owned, and belonging to another, which is very meaningful to a woman," she said. "It is also, in a way that is hard to make clear to a man, profoundly satisfying." ~ Beasts, pg. 312
Inability To Please:
The woman who fears she cannot please men then sometimes tends to feel hostility toward them, perhaps turning her own rage and inward disappointment outward, laying the blame upon them, and developing the obvious defensive reactions of belittling sexuality and its significance, and attempting, interestingly, to become manlike herself, to be one with them, though in an aggressive, competitive manner, often attempting to best them, as though one of themselves. Since she was not found a desirable as a woman she attempts to become a more successful man than the men who failed to note her attractiveness. This type of response, however, however natural on Earth in such a situation, would not be feasible on Gor in a slave. Gorean free women, of course may do what they wish. The slave girl, on the other hand, does not compete with the master, but she serves him. Explorers, pg 39
Readiness To Please:
On Gor a readiness to please men, and an intention to do so, and on their own terms, is expected in any girl one buys. Should a girl prove sluggish in any respect, it is simple to put her under discipline. Eventually, of course a woman learns that to please a man in his own terms is the only thing that can, ultimately, fulfill her own deepest needs, those of the owned, submitting love slave. Explorers, pg 39
Capacity To Please:
"She knew that she had already, in effect, been purchased, but she did not know who her master might be. Since her ears had been pierced she was terrified that she might not please him. She trained with almost piteous ardour. She had been a free woman; she was now a female slave, the ease of whose life and whose fortunes would now depend entirely on her capacity to be pleasing to those who might capture or purchase her, those who would own her." ~ Captive, pg. 175 Top
Giving All To Please:
But I knew, looking down at those faces, that if any of them owned me, I would have to be fully pleasing to them. I would have to bend all of my efforts, and all of my beauty, my charm, my grace, my knowledge, my intelligence, my tact, everything that I was, and could hope be, to that end. I would have to be to them, and perfectly, a pleasure slave. And what horrified me most, I think, was that I wanted this. I wanted to serve men, and give them pleasure, to be precious to them, to be loved and appreciated, to make them happy. ~ Dancer, pg. 135
Eagerness & Perfection:
We must thus see to it that we are marvels to them, that we serve them with eagerness and perfections. This is not a matter , incidentally, of serving regardless of our will and possible desires, or in spite of them, but of actually adjusting our will and desires, in such a way that they now find expression and fulfilment even in such service. To be sure, some men enjoy taking a woman who hates them, and whom they hate, and reducing her to a panting pleading slave, begging for a continuation of their touch, which they may then either grant or deny her, as it pleases them. ~ Dancer, pg. 312
Fiercely Desired:
How ignorant women are. Do they not know how beautiful they are? Do the not know how incredibly exciting they are to men? Do they not know how they are wanted, how fiercely they are desired. if only they could see themselves but once through a man's eyes, would they not be terrified to leave the house, lest they be stripped and put under the iron, and collared, by the first man who sees them? Perhaps it is well for women not to know how desirable they are. How they might fear men, if they both knew. I speak, of course, of the men of Gor and those of Gorean nature. Explorers, pg. 199
Collars Teach Meaning Of Beauty:
And yet on Gor women who are put in collars do not long remain ignorant of their beauty and its meaning. It is soon taught to them, for they are slaves, perhaps it is only the slave girl, of all women, kneeling and owned, placed uncompromisingly at the mercy of men, who had some sense of her desirability. What woman can begin to understand men, who has not been owned by one? Explorers, pg. 199
Full Femininity As Slaves:
It is strange that the men of Earth are so seldom aware of the subtler beauties of women, but they have not seen them in their full femininity , as slaves. A woman can be very beautiful simply greeting her master, head down, at the door of his chambers. She can be very beautiful in doing so small a thing as pouring his wine, eyes downcast, gracefully, as his slave. Perhaps she is a bit more beautiful, however, when she kneels helplessly before you, or lies piteously at your feet supplicating you to satisfy her slave needs. perhaps she is most beautiful when she, collared in your arms, cries out in orgasm, acknowledging you as her master. Explorers, page 343
Tormentingly Attractive:
"I think that possibly one day you will find that you have become exquisitely beautiful and desirable, and that your least movement, that of even a wrist or hand, or smallest expression, will be tormentingly attractive to a man. You may then tremble in terror, for you will have become a beautiful Gorean slave girl." Explorers of Gor pg. 197
Femininity Submitted To Masculinity:
In the submission of a female slave to a Master, the slave submits to the principle of masculinity, embodied in him. In this submission, the female slave recognizes the rights of masculinity and fulfils herself by submitting her femininity to it. ~ Vagabonds, pg. 219
Meaninfulness Of Collar:
She then enters the house, obeying. Not a shackle or a cord on her body. But few women could be more slave than she, entering fearfully the strange, empty house, and preparing herself for her master's pleasure. "It is difficult to convey to a man," she said, "the feelings of a woman at such a time." "They are the feelings of a slave," I said. "So simply put! she said. "Yes," she said, "they are the feelings of a slave. But I wonder if a man, ever, will truly understand what a woman's collar can mean to her. I wonder if he, ever, truly, will be able to fathom the nature and depth of the emotions of the woman who kneels at his feet." Explorers, pg 188
Longing To Submit:
"Women, in their heart, long to submit; this is necessary for the slave girl; she must submit or die; submitted, she is thrilled to the core; she lives then for love and service, bound to the will of her master. The joy of the slave girl may seem incomprehensible to the free but it is a reality" ~ Beasts, pg. 55
First Girl [Addressed As Mistress]:
"I, too wish you well, Mistress," I said. I addressed her as mistress, for she was first girl. pg 245 Slave Girl of GOR
First Girl [Carrying Whip]:
She was seldom permitted to carry her whip outside the slave quarters, except in conducting a new slave through the corridors and bringing her through the small iron door, as she had me. When she left the slave quarters she normally knelt before a guard and handed him the whip, her authority ended. ....Outside the slave quarters we were normally under the governess not of Sucha, but men. We stood under her governance outside the quarters only when she was permitted to retain the whip. pg 264 Slave Girl of GOR
First Girl [Addressed As Mistress]:
"Thank you, Mistress", I said, restraining myself. Since she had become first girl in the camp we were all constrained to serve her and address her as Mistress. Even though she was given no jewellery or fine raiment, she was high slave in the camp. pg 135 Slave Girl of GOR
First Girl [Sign Of Authority]:
More importantly, about her forehead, tying back her dark hair, was a strip of rep cloth, brown, of the same material as the work tunic. I knew this meant that she had authority among the girls. Ena was high girl in the camp ... ~ Captive, pg. 284
First Girl [Kajira Talmit]:
I looked at Ute. "You wear the Kajira talmit," I said. "The first girl of the work slaves," said Ute, "had been sold shortly before my capture. There had been dissensions, factions, among the girls, each wanting one of their own party to be first girl. I was new. I had no allegiances. ~ Captive, pg. 286
First Girl [Reduces Squabbling]:
When more than one slave girl stands in a relationship of slave girls, as when they serve in the same shop or house, or adorn the same rich man's pleasure gardens, it is common for the master, or masters, to appoint a "first girl." Her authority is then to the other girls as if that of the Master, This tends to reduce squabbling. The first girl is usually much competition to be first girl. First girls can be cruel and petty but commonly, they attempt to govern with intelligence and justice. They know that another girl, at the master's whim, may become first girl, and that they themselves may then be under her almost absolute power. In my house I often rotated the position of first girl among my slaves who were native Goreans. I never made and Earth-girl slave first girl. This is fitting. Let them be always as slaves of slaves. Explorers, pg. 77
Freedom In Slavery:
'Though I am slave,' she said, 'yet for the first time in my life, I am free.' pg 303 Nomads of GOR
Freedom In Slavery [Path To Discover Femininity:
"Freedom permits a woman to live without a man. Slavery makes a woman need a mans touch... Slavery, of course, is the surest path by means of which a woman can discover her femininity. The paradox of the collar is the freedom which a woman experiences in at last finding herself, and becoming herself." ~ Magicians, pg. 160
Freedom In Slavery [Paradox Of]:
"Though barefoot, though thonged by the throat, though branded, though clad in a camisk, though a degraded slave, at the mercy of men, I felt, perhaps for the first time in my life, paradoxically, vitally, and joyously happy." ~ Captive, pg. 96
Freedom In Slavery [Truest & Freest]:
"Most female slaves," said Hassan, "walk very proudly. They are proud of their slavery, and their mastery by men. They have learned their womanhood. It has been taught to them. In their way, though imbonded, totally, I suppose they are the truest and freest of women. They are closest, perhaps, to the essentials of the female, those of subservience to the masculine will, obedience, service and pleasure. In being most themselves, utter slave, they are most free. Given the proper master they are quite content. In the proper collar a woman is serene, and joyful." ~ Tribesmen, pgs. 332-333
Freedom In Slavery [Only In A Collar]:
"Only in a collar can a woman be truly free" ~ Tribesmen pg. 75
Wilfulness:
"Were you ever happy with a master," I asked acidly. "Oh yes," said Ute. Her eyes shone. I looked at her disgustedly. "What happened," I asked. She looked down. "I tried to bend him to my will," she said. "He sold me." pg 83 Captive of GOR
Frustration of Female:
She was starved for a man's touch. Such women, in their waking hours, are often tense and restless; it is not unusual, too, for them to be irritable; and many times they are hostile towards men; many times they are not even fully aware of the underlying causes of their uncomfortable conscious state; how horrified they might be if they were told that they were women, and desired a master; yet must the not, on some level, be aware of this; would not their hostility toward the male who does not understand their needs or is too cowardly or weak to satisfy them not be otherwise inexplicable; what other hurt could the uncooperative male in (pg 396) inflicting upon them; the more he tries to please them the more they demand; the more he tries to do what they claim to wish them more he find himself disparaged and despised; can he not see that what they really want is to be thrown to his feet and subjected, totally to his will? They wish to be women, that is all. But how can they be women if men will not be men? How cruel a man is to deny to a woman the deepest need of her womanhood. Can they not care for them? Can they not see how beautiful they are, and how marvellous? Explorers, pg. 395
Slave Etiquette [Seeking Permission To Use Master's Name:
'May I call you Tarl?' she asked. 'Only if given permission, ' I told her. this was normal Gorean slave custom. Generally, of course, such permission is not even asked, and , if asked would be denied. Sometimes a girl is whipped for even daring to ask this permission. 'A girl asks permission to call her Master by his name,' she said. 'It is denied,' I said. 'Yes, Master,' she said. I would not permit the slave girl to speak my name. It is not fitting that the name of the master be soiled by being touched by the lips of a slave. ~ Tribesman, pg. 360
Slave Etiquette:
"'I am Lana," said Lana, and she came forward, and, in her turn, knelt before the bars. "Buy Lana, Master," she said. "I did not ask to hear the name of a slave," said the man. Lana looked at him in surprise. "Return to your place, Slave," said the man. Angry, Lana did so. "You may now approach again." said the man. Lana did so. She knelt sinuously, and excitingly, before him, and looked up at him. "Buy me, Master." she whispered. "Return to your place, Female Slave," said the man." ~Captive, pg. 196
Slave Etiquette [Seeking Permission To Speak]:
"I went to Targo, trembling, and knelt at his feet, my head to the boards of the floor. 'May a slave speak?' I asked. 'Yes,' he said." ~ Captive, pg. 200
Slave Etiquette [Restricted From Master's Couch:
"Of Custom, a slave girl may not even ascend the couch to serve her Masters pleasure. The point of this restriction , I suppose, is to draw a clearer distinction between her status and that of a Free Companion. At any rate the dignities of the couch are, by custom, reserved for the Free Companion. When a Master wishes to make use of a slave girl he tells her to light the lamp of love which she obediently does, placing it in the window of his chamber that they may not be disturbed. then with his own hand he throws upon the floor of his chamber luxurious love furs, perhaps from the larl itself, and commands her to them." ~ Priest-Kings, pg. 68
Red/White Silks:
"Are you white silk?" I asked. "I am a virgin," she said. "Then you are white silk," I said. Explorers, pg. 172
Red/White Silks:
"There is a stain of blood on your thigh." I said. "My Master took my virginity," she said. "You are now a red-silk girl," I said. Explorers, pg. 200
Red/White Silks:
"I had been opened, I thought, I was now 'red silk!'" ~ Dancer, pg. 204
Red/White Silks:
"Any girl on the ship, incidentally, unless she is certified "white silk", a virgin, is free to the sailors for their sport. There were no "white silk" girls on board; we were all "red silk". This was not unusual. There are few virgin slaves. Their virginity usually does not last more than a Ahn beyond their first sale." ~ Slave Girl, pg. 317
Red/White Silks:
"To be sure, of course, the color of garment, on Gor, would not be likely white, but, commonly, red or yellow. White on Gor, is a color commonly associated with virginity. It is accordingly, worn by few slaves." Guardsman, pg. 251
Red/White Silks:
"Similarly, the expression `red-silk,' in Gorean, tends to be used as a category in slaving, and also, outside of the slaving context, as an expression in vulgar discourse, indicating that the woman is no longer a virgin, or, as the Goreans say, at least vulgarly of slaves, that her body has been opened by men. Its contrasting term is `white-silk,' usually used of slaves who are still virgins, or, equivalently, slaves whose bodies have not yet been opened by men. Needless to say, slaves seldom spend a great deal of time in the `white-silk' category. It is common not to dally in initiating a slave into the realities of her condition." ~ Dancer, pg. 128
Insolent Slave:
"I suddenly knew that I would be a clever slave. I was highly intelligent. I could undoubtedly scheme and wheedle, and obtain my way. I could smile prettily, and would, to obtain what I wished. I felt petty and sly, but justifiably, proudly so. Was I not a slave? I knew that I could well employ the wiles of a slave girl to make my life pleasant and easy." ~ Captive, pg. 139
Polite Love Not Wanted:
I moaned. I did not want polite love. I wanted to know that I was in the hands of a man who was capable of being excited, and who I excited, who found me truly marvellous, to whose fury of power I appeared whose fierce and voracious appetites I triggered. I wanted to be in the arms of a true man. I did not want to be possibly mistaken about whether I had been had or not. I did not want to be touched as though I might break. I did not wish to be in danger of drowsing off during the making of love. I wanted him to own and master me, and whip me if I was not pleasing. ~ Dancer, pg. 250
Wanton Joy Of Slave:
"She fell to kissing me, with the lascivious, wanton joy of the slave girl, given no choice but to reveal and liberate, and act upon, completely and with perfection, her deepest, most hidden desires, even though she might in misery, scorn herself for possessing them." ~ Marauders, pg. 296
A Man Greater Than I:
I wanted a man who was greater than I, and incomparably so, one whom I must, in the order of nature obey, one to whom I must look up. And I did not care if it was from my knees, black with dust, a collar on my neck, naked, that I looked up to his glory. Dancer, pg. 91
Plea To Be Strong: "You will be strong with me, will you not?" she asked. "You will make me do, and be, uncompromisingly, and as a slave, what you want, will you not?" ~ Guardsman, pg. ?
Gentleness Not Always Wanted:
I did not always want gentleness. It did not displease me to be forced to recognize, and incontrovertibly, and with my whole body, that I was in a man's arms, those of a true man, and was a slave. Sometimes, I confess, I even wanted the whip, not for its pain, which I feared, but for its proof of my domination, that I was owned, and wholly, and was going to be mastered. But, sometimes, too, I wanted gentleness, and, in a slave's helplessness, begged for it.~ Dancer, pg. 347
Love Slave:
"The love slave is still slave, you see," I said, "and perhaps more so than any other." "Yes," whispered the woman. "She is held in her bondage by the strongest of all bonds," I said, "that of love.' ~ Mercenaries, pg. 318
Love Slave:
"I exist for you," she said, "and it is what I want, to please and serve you." She was much in love. She wanted to give all of herself to Marcus, irreservedly, to hold nothing back, to live for him, and, if need be, to die for him. It is the way of the female in love, for whom no service is too small, no sacrifice too great, offering herself selflessly as an oblation to the master. ~ Magicians, pg. 27
Love Slave:
"The life of a female slave," he said, "is a life wholly given over to love. It is not a compromised life. It is not one of those lives which is part this, and part that. It is a total way of life, a total life." ~ Mercenaries, pg. 435
Need To Please:
Why did he not send for me? Had I not pleased him? I could do more for him, more! ~ Captive, pg. 340
An Indifferent Girl:
"Such an exploitative, indifferent girl, on Gor, might be simple carried off, and enslaved. Of such women the Goreans enjoy making slave. She would find her favors were not hers to dispense, at her own pleasure, and to her own profit, but his to command, as he was pleased to do so." ~ Captive, pg. 193
Permission To Eat:
To indicate the greater significance of the evening meal, as compared to the other Gorean meals, no slave girl may touch it without first having been given permission, assuming that a free man or woman, even a child, is present. "You may feed, Slave Girl," is a common way in which this permission is given. If the permission is not given, the girl may not eat. Should the master or mistress, or child, forget to give this permission, it is merely the misfortune of the slave girl. ~ Slave Girl, pg. 74
Liberation By The Whip:
"It is not so much, I think, that the lash, in such a situation, as a punishment, changes the woman's behavior, that she obeys because she does not wish to be whipped, but rather that the whip convinces her that she is now free to be the sensuous, sexual, marvelous creature which she is in herself and has always desired to be. In this sense the whip does not oppress the woman but rather liberates her to be herself, wild, uninhibited, free in a sense, even though she may be bound in chains, and sexual. To be sure, the whip is also used to punish women, and they do fear it, and mightily, for such a reason." ~ Magicians, pg. 197
Intimate Games:
Oh when his need was upon him he would sometimes use me as a slave girl, with harsh authority, sometimes even making me suffer under his domination, and, too, sometimes why my need was upon me I would beg him for chains and cords, that I might be fully owned, or would present myself to him as a contemptuous, untamed girl, who must be conquered, provoking him to my utter conquest, but, too, now, we would sometimes love tenderly, and at sweet length. ~ Captive, pg. 353
Not Permitted To Forget:
"...slaves are not permitted to forget such things. It is up to them to remember them. Too, obviously one could claim to have forgotten the most elementary duties, tokens of respect, and such. Accordingly, forgetfulness does not excuse the commission of such acts. A slave seldom forgets them more than once. The whip is an excellent mnemonic device." ~ Magicians, pg. 223
Democracy Of Slaves:
Slaves , of course, are casteless, as are other animals. No longer is one woman divided from another by artificial distinctions. In this sense there is a democracy of slaves. They all begin the same, regardless of previous distinctions, such as position or wealth. They all begin at the same point, as naked women, branded and collared, who must strive with one another to see who can be most pleasing to masters. ~ Renegades, pg. 47
Slaves Valued:
"The female slave, sometimes considered nothing, supposedly, is yet in actuality, valued commonly more highly than even gold, which in turn, is often valued for its capacity to buy such women, to bring them into chains." ~ Mercenaries, pg 100
High Slave:
"In these quarters, amidst her cushions and silks, surrounded by her jewel boxes, attended by female slaves assigned to her for her own use, to whom she was absolute mistress, she held sway almost as might have a Ubara. Comfortably secure in the favor of her powerful and highborn master, esteemed and pampered, she though only a slave, gathered power about herself." ~ Mercenaries, pg. 158
Caressed Into Submission:
"If he should be even more brutual, but more subtly so, more to be feared by a woman, he will, in the long flight back to his city, caress her into submission, until she has no choice but to yield herself to him, wholly, as a surrendered slave girl." ~ Captive, pg. 228
Slave Pride:
" ‘In time,’ I said, ‘it is my hope that you would grow proud of your body and its responses. I do not think you will find them embarrassing then, unless perhaps, say, strapped in a slave rack, you are forced to exhibit them publicly before scornful men or contemptuous free women. I think rather then that you would rejoice in them.’ " ~ Mercenaries, pg. 412
Slave Pride:
Slave girls tend to be very proud and happy in their sexuality. ~ Blood Brothers, pg. 49
Slave Pride:
In a woman who is truly free such things, of course, would be unthinkable. Slave girls, of course, once they have begun to learn their collars, and once they have begun to learn that they are truly slaves, and what it might mean, become very vain and proud over the piercing of their ears. They know that it makes them more attractive to men, and significantly so, and, too, they relish being able, with earrings, to make themselves even more beautiful and exciting. Slave girls tend to be very proud and happy in their sexuality. This type of pleasure, commonly denied to the free woman, is probably an additional reason why they tend to hate their helplessly imbonded sisters." ~ Blood Brothers, pgs. 48-49
Slaves Prized:
A slave girl, one who truly serves men, has often much freedom. Since they have everything, and anything they want from her, and she is complete slave, and they total master, there is no struggle between them; she, accordingly, in a strange way, is prized and treasured ... ~ Slave Girl, pg. 361
Sensual Expression:
"The smallest tasks of your life, how you clean your master’s leather, how you set out his clothes, how you cook and sew, how you shop, how you clean and launder, even the tiniest and most servile tasks…will become sexual, all will become expressions of your femaleness, fitting and joyful manifestations of your worthless but helplessly proffered, gladly tendered love and service, that of only an insignificant slave." ~ Mercenaries, pg. 435
Warring Nature:
In me conditioning warred with nature. Men were the masters. Did they not know that? Why did they not enforce their power, their will on us? Could they not see what we wanted, what we needed? Were they so inattentive and insensitive? Were they so stupid, so blind? Could they not see that I, in order to attain my perfection, needed the weight of a chain, the taste of a whip? Could they not see that I could not be perfect until my will was taken from me, and I must serve willlessly! Could they not see that this was what I wanted? ~ Kajira, pg. 152-53
Warring Nature:
I was not man. I was a woman! I wanted to surrender to nature, but feared, mightily, to do so. I sensed what a woman might become if she surrendered to nature. I scarcely dared think it let alone speak it, How categorical, how fearful, how absolute and such a thing would be! Yet I longed for it. I wished a man would throw me to my belly and lock a collar on my throat. I wished to lie trembling at his feet, in the shadow of his Whip, knowing that thenceforth, whether I wished it or not, I existed for love, passion and service. ~ Kajira, pg. 152-53
Sexuality Of Female:
How well that master had understood sex, and the sexuality of the female, I thought. He apparently understood something of the pervasiveness and totality of female sexuality. They had been, in their way, having sex together for hours, before he even touched her. Well had he understood the woman, and her needs and desires to be pleasing, and to submit and serve in many ways. It was the total woman, in her wholeness, which he, to her joy, had chosen to dominate. ~ Kajira, pg. 200
Love Master:
In his arms I had always been the most helpless. He was my love master. ~ Slave Girl, pg. 358
Absolutely His Girl:
How incredibly, and yet rationally and justifiably, I felt at his mercy. He was my master. He owned me. He could do whatever he wanted with me. He could trade me or sell me, or even slay me upon a whim, should he wish. I was absolutely his, his girl. ~ Slave Girl, pg. 108
Slaves Competition:
Slave girls compete for the attentions of masters. Each strives to be more pleasing to them than the other. The quality of a slave girl's life is commonly a direct function of her pleasingness to her master. Whether she is a tresured love slave or an ignored pot-and-floor wench depends much upon her. ~ Slave Girl, pg. 131-132
Competition:
A Gorean girl, who has a first-rate man, and wishes to keep him, fights for him. There are generally other girls, collared girls, only too eager to take her place. ~ Captive, pg. 359
Beneath A Master's Touch:
He had, cruelly, mercilessly, unfairly, giving me no option, elicited from me fantastic depths of sensation of which I had not even realized my body was capable. His touch, as that of a master, had commanded my body, totally, and I had swum in sensation, clutching him, fearing that I might drown with pleasure in his arms. ~ Captive, pg. 339
Surrendering:
"Is it pleasant," she asked, "to surrender to a man?" I put my head down, shamed by joy. ~ Captive, pg. 342
Absolute Truthfulness:
I lay my head back, regarding him. I put my head to one side. "Must I speak?" I asked. "Yes," he said, toying with his finger on my shoulder. "But must I speak the truth?" I asked. "Or you will be lashed, and put in the slave box," he said. I was startled. Yet I knew, suddenly, that, if I lied, he would indeed whip me, and quite possible place me again in the hated slave box. He was a Gorean Master. ~ Captive, pg. 345
Absolute Truthfulness:
The absolute truth must be spoken to a Gorean master. It is forbidden to a girl to hide her feelings. ~ Captive, pg. 346
Expressions:
I threw the cloak to the grass and knelt at his feet, as though chained. I looked up at him. He was now standing on his feet, and he looked down at me, tenderly. "I am chained at your feet," I said. It was a saying of a Gorean slave girl, to express her feelings. ~ Captive, pg. 347
Joy In Being Owned:
Before I appeared before the shed, I stopped and, secretly, pressed my fingertips to my lips and then to the lettering on my collar, which proclaimed me the slave of a Gorean warrior. I loved him! I laughed. You could read his name, that of my master, on my collar. ~ Captive, pg. 348
Menial Tasks [Ironing]:
Behind the kitchen shed, I was ironing. To one side there was a large pile of laundered work tunics, which I had washed in the early morning. The smooth board was set before me, mounted on two wooden blocks. A bowl of water was nearby, and a fire, over which, on an iron plate fixed on stones, there were, heating, sive, small, flat-bottomed, rounded, wooden-handled Gorean irons. Top
Exotics:
"Are they slaves?" I asked Ho-Tu. "Of course," said Ho-Tu, adding, "but they do not know it." "I do not understand." I said. I could now see the girl playing the lute. She was lovely, as were the others. She was strolling about one of the pools. Two other girls, I now saw, were lying by the pool, putting their fingers in the water, making circles in the water. "These are exotics," said Ho-Tu. ~ Assassin, pg. 115
Exotics:
Exotics are normally bred for some deformity which is thought to be appealing. On the other hand, sometimes the matter is much more sublte and sinister. For example it is possible to breed a girl whose saliva with be poisonous; such a woman, placed in the Pleasure Gardens of an enemy, can be more dangerous than the knife of an Assassin. ~ Assassin, pg. 115
Blossoming Within:
"The intelligence and sensitivity of many women actually tends to blossom in bondage, finding within it the apt environment for its expression, for its flowering. This may have to do with such matters as the release of inhibitions, happiness, fulfillment, and such." Magicians, pg. 194
Paradox Of The Collar:
"Slavery, of course, is the surest path by means of which a woman can discover her femininity. The paradox of the collar is the freedom which a woman experiences in at last finding herself, and becoming herself." ~ Magicians, pg. 160
Freedom In Slavery:
I had grown free on Gor, though I wore a collar. Strange, collared, I was free. Uncollared I had been a true slave, a prisoner of a pathological culture, ascetic, mechanistic and twisted. ~ Slave Girl, pg. 445
Freedom In Slavery:
On Earth it then seemed to me that I had been a true slave; and that, on this world, though I wore a brand, I was for the first time in my life truly free. ~ Slave Girl, pg. 72
Freedom In Slavery:
On Earth invisible chains had kept me cruelly apart from myself and my feelings; conditionings and derisions had put walls between me and my heart and emotions; I had been tight, the miserable victim of bonds of my own acceptance; now, for the first time in my life, though I might wear chains, in my heart, my feelings and emotions, I was truly free, truly liberated... ~ Slave Girl, pg. 72-73
Freedom In Slavery:
I, though helpless, hooded, in the arms of the beasts who ravished me, had experienced, exhilarated, an incredible sense of freedom, of liberation. It was not the freedom of convention I then felt but the freedom of nature, not the freedom to be what I was not, which had been prescribed to me, but the freedom rather to be what I was ... ~ Slave Girl, pg. 100
Freedom In Slavery:
I could be a biological woman, as perhaps a free woman could not. I could be a primitive female, an owned woman, as they could not. I could be a woman, as they could not. Slavery made me free to be a woman... I had no choice. I was slave. I was forced to be a woman. ~ Slave Girl, pg. 104
Freedom In Slavery:
I suspect the changes in me, at least in part, had to do with two things, the gradual stripping from me of negativistic Earth conditionings and, on the positive side, the Gorean acculturations to which I, a bond girl, was being exposed. I was learning my slavery. Oddly enough, in learning my slavery, I was experiencing an incredible sense of psychological freedom and liberation. ~ Slave Girl, pg. 136
Beauty Within Slavery:
I do not know why it is, but the condition of slavery makes a woman very beautiful. It removes inhibitions to the manifestation of her femininity and her deepest needs. ~ Slave Girl, pg. 404
Anniversary Date:
A slave girl is a delight to a man; she is extremely prized and precious; that the day of her acquisition should be celebrated each month with special ceremonies and rites is not surprising. These numerous anniversaries are deliciously celebrated, as they may be with a girl who is only a slave, and seldom forgotten; should such an anniversary be forgotten, should it be such that it is commonly celebrated, the girl redoubles her efforts to please, fearing she is to be soon sold. ~ Slave Girl, pg. 66
Emotion Of Slavery:
I had not dreamed such an emotion could exist. It was not merely that I was eager to piteously and submissively display my beauty to them, that they might be moved to take it in their arms and vanquish it, but, beyond this, I was overwhelmed by an entire dimension of emotion which might be spoken of, though inadequately, as the desire to yield service and love. ~ Slave Girl, pg. 104
Emotion Of Slavery:
I wanted to give, unstintingly, with no thought of return. Always I had been concerned with what I might obtain. Now, for the first time im my life, in my joy and self-acceptance as a female slave, I wanted to give. I wanted to give all of myself, wholeheartedly, to deliver and bestow myself unto them as their girl, who loved them and would do all for them, asking nothing. I wished to be nothing, and to give all. I wanted to be their slave. ~ Slave Girl, pgs. 104-105
Tragedy Of Slavery:
I could not bear the thought of being separated from him. It would have been the torture of the tearing of my heart from my body. The very thought caused in me excruciating suffering. I looked up agonized. I understood then as I had not before what could be the cruelty, the tragedy, of being a female slave. what if I had not pleased him sufficiently? ~ Captive, pg. 347
Need For Mastering:
"Women, I suspected, even proud, beautiful, intelligent women like Elizabeth Cardwell, secretly wish their men to be strong, and upon occasion to prove it to them, commanding them as mere females, giving them no choice but to do precisely as he wishes." ~ Assassin, pg. 177
Slave Nature:
"Surely it is better to have a true man on any terms than to have half a man or no man at all! Men are masters; if the man be strong, the woman must submit. given the opportunity to relate to a true man, few woman will settle for less. Indeed, true women, in the belly of them, desire to submit to true men. It is an ancient instinct bred into the bellies of beautiful, feminine women." ~ Slave Girl, pg. 154
Slave Nature:
"Women dream not of equals," she said, "but of masters." ~ Fighting Slave, pg. 116
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