The dance consists of several phases, depending on the general orbit allowed the girl by the chain.

Certain of these phases are very slow, in which there is almost no movement, save perhaps the turning of a head or the movement of a hand; others are defiant and swift; some are graceful and pleading; some stately, some simple; some proud, some piteous; but each time, as the common thread, she is drawn closer to the caped warrior.  At last his fist was in the Turian collar itself and he drew the girl, piteous and exhausted, to his lips, subduing her with his kiss, and then her arms were about his neck and unresisting, obedient, her head to his chest, she was lifted lightly in his arms and carried from the firelight.

{Nomads of Gor, page 159}
The drummer and the flutist prepared once more to play.  The girl in the long, light chain smiled at me.  She, at any rate, was pleased by my response.

A wrist ring was fastened on her right wrist.  The long, slender, gleaming chain was fastened to this and, looping down and up, ascended gracefully to a wide chain ring on her collar, through which it freely passed, thence descending, looping down, and ascending, looping up, gracefully, to the left wrist ring.  If she were to stand quietly, the palms of her hands on her thighs, the lower portions of the chain, those two dangling loops, would have been about at the level of her knees, just a little higher.  The higher portion of the chain, of course, would be at the collar loop.

The musicians began again to play.  There is much that can be done with such a chain.  It was a dancing chain.  Its purpose was not to confine the chain but to allow her to incorporate it in her dance, enhancing the dance with its movements and beauty.  It is, of course, symbolic of her bondage, this adding fantastic dimensions of significance to the dance.  It is not merely a beautiful woman who dances, but one who can be bought and sold, one who is subject to male ownership.  Too, of course, the wrist rings, and the collar, are truly locked on her.  There is no doubt about it.  It is a slave, with all that that means, who is dancing.

{Kajira of Gor, pages 142 - 143}
Bead | Beauty | Belt | Block Dances | Chain | Cymbal | Drum | Earth | Elinor's Dance | Flute | Hope of Tina | "I Am For Sale" | Leash | Love | Need | Newly Collared Slave | Oar Dance/Torvaldsland |
Panther Girls | Placatory | Pole | Rencer's | Sa-eela | Seduction |
Ship & Larl | Submission | Tether | Thong | Tile |
Training to Dance | Tuka's Dance | Veil | Virgin | Whip
cyn's chain dance ...
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