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"Sula!" said the man. "Bara! Nadu! Lesha! Nadu! Bara! Sula! Nadu!" The girl was gasping. There were tears in her eyes, as she knelt on the deck. Once she had been struck when her transition between two of the movements had been insufficiently beautiful. Another time she had been struck when her response had been insufficiently prompt. - EXPLORERS OF GOR, pag. 77 |
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- MERCENARIES OF GOR, Pg. 145 "Bara, Kajira!" he said. She rolled quickly to her stomach, placing her wrists behind her, crossed, and crossing her ankles, ready to be bound. -EXPLORERS OF GOR, pg. 77 |
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Immediately Feiqa, trembling, went to her belly on the stained, sooted stones near the fire. - MERCENARIES OF GOR, Pg. 19 "Stop," he said. "To your belly." Then I was on my belly, on the tiles, my hands at the sides of my head, prone, before his curule chair. He resumed his seat. - KAJIRA OF GOR, pg. 427 |
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- RAIDERS OF GOR, Pg. 55 "Bracelets," he snapped. She put her head in the air and placed her hands behind her back. - HUNTERS OF GOR, Pg. 146 The girl snapped to position, hands behind the small of her back, head lifted, chin up, turned to the left. In such a posture she may be conveniently put in bracelets and leashed. -TRIBESMEN OF GOR, pg. 78 |
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I stood beautifully, back straight, head high, belly sucked in, hip turned. No woman can stand more beautifully than as a Gorean slave girl. "Excellent," said Ladletender, smacking his lips. "Master is pleased," I said. "Yes," he said. "The slave too, is then pleased," I said. - SLAVE GIRL OF GOR, pg. 249 |
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She looked at me, wildly, piteously. I aided her. I showed her how to kneel back on her heels, her arms extended to him, wrists crossed, her head down, between her arms. "Say, 'I submit','' I said. "I submit," she said. He bound her wrists tightly before her body. -SLAVE GIRL OF GOR, Pg. 401 He twisted her hair more. She winced, her back bent painfully. "Do you wish me to submit to you now?" she begged. "Do so," said he. She fell to her knees before him, and lifted her head to regard him. "I will be your slave," she said. Then, she knelt back on her heels, lowered her head, and lifted and extended her arms, wrists crossed, as though for binding. She was very beautiful. "I am your slave," she said, "--Master." - HUNTERS OF GOR, Pg. 16 |
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-MARAUDERS OF GOR, pg. 261 |
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Also called leading position bends at the waist, offering her hair to be used for any purpose that pleases the Master. |
- MERCENARIES OF GOR, Pg. 399 - 400 The slave was pulled to her feet. She was roughly turned about. The hand of Tenalion's man was then in her hair, fastening itself deeply therein. It was like the closed talon of a bird of prey. She, bound, held, was helpless. She cried out softly, so held, startled, in pain. Then, bent over, her wrists confined in the cruel, encircling binding fiber, that which I had earlier put well on her, holding them so mercilessly, so helplessly, behind her back, her head at his hip, stumbling, weeping, she was conducted swiftly from our presence. - MERCENARIES OF GOR, Pg. 437 I held my left hand open, at my waist. She stiffened, and looked at me, angrily. I opened and closed my left hand once. I saw her training in Gorean customs had been thorough. But she never thought that such a gesture would be used to her. She came beside me, and a bit behind me, and, crouching, put her head down, deeply. I fastened my hand in her hair. She winced. Women are helpless in this position….. I entered, conducting the girl. -BEASTS OF GOR, pg. 409 |
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"You need not now keep your head in high-harness position,", he said to the girl. She moved her head. - MERCENARIES OF GOR, pg. 308 - 309 |
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She spun from facing him, and lifted her chin, turning her head to the left, placing her wrists behind her, as though for snapping them into slave bracelets. - EXPLORERS OF GOR, pg. 76 "Leasha!" he said. Immediately, responsive to this command, I flung my wrists behind me, separated by some two inches, and lifted my chin, my head turned to the left. I felt slave bracelets flung, snapping shut, on my wrists. I was braceleted. In another moment I was leashed. - DANCER OF GOR, Pg. 365 |
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She swiftly turned, facing him, and dropped to her knees. She knelt back on her heels, her back straight, her hands on her thighs, her head up, her knees wide. It was the position of the pleasure slave. - EXPLORERS OF GOR, Pg. 77 "Does she not even know how to kneel?" he asked. Quickly I instructed the girl into The Position of the Pleasure Slave, kneeling back on heels, back straight, head high, hands on thighs, and knees wide. - SLAVEGIRL OF GOR, Pg. 4OO Tossing my head I knelt, the chain dangling from my collar before my body, to the grass. I knelt back on my heels, my back very straight, my hands on my thighs, my head high, looking straight ahead. I thrust my shoulders back, my breasts forward. I did not neglect the placement of my knees; I opened them as widely as I could, as I knew the men wanted. I knelt before them again in that most elegant and helpless position in which men may place a woman, that position I was later to learn was that of the Gorean Pleasure Slave. - SLAVEGIRL OF GOR, Pg. 20 She knelt in the position of the Pleasure Slave but her hands on her thighs had unconsciously, pleadingly, turned their palms to me, and she no longer knelt quite back on her heels. It was as though she begged to be allowed to lift and open her arms and rise and come to my arms. But as I looked upon her sternly she turned her palms again to her thighs, knelt back on her heels and dropped her head, holding her eyes as if by force of will fixed on the plastic beneath my sandals." - PRIEST KINGS OF GOR, Pg. 234 - 235 |
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- SLAVE GIRL OF GOR, Pg. 74 At his entrance Susan put the palms of her hands on the floor and lowered her head to the tiles, assuming a position of slave obeisance common with her in the presence of her master. I wondered if Ligurious's slave master required this position of all of his women. I supposed so. - KAJIRA OF GOR, Pg. 157 "There are many ways to perform obeisance." I said. "I am a free woman," she said. "I know none of them." "I shall instruct you briefly in three," I said. "'First kneel before me, back on your heels, yes, with your knees wide, wider, your hands on your thighs, your back straight, your breasts out, good, your belly in, good, and now lower your head in deference, in submission." "Like a slave!" she said. "Do it," I said. She looked well. "Now that," I said, "may not be exactly a performance of obeisance, for authorities do not all agree, but for our purposes we shall count it as one. It is, at any rate, a beautiful position, and it is, certainly, a common position of slave submission." "Slave submission!" she cried. "Yes," I said, "and you do it well. It looks natural on you." "Now,"' I said, "and this is clearly a form of obeisance, bend forward and put your head to the mat, the palms of your hands on the mat. Good. Now lift your head little and come forward, substantially keeping the position. Forward a little more." "But then my face will be at your feet," she said, "My lips will be over them!" "Yes," I said, "'Good, now, put your head down and lick and kiss my feet." - MERCENARIES OF GOR, Pg. 409 - 410 "Now," I said, "for a third form of obeisance. You may 'belly' to me." "I do not understand," she whispered. "There are various forms of bellying," I said, "and bellying may be suitably and pleasingly combined with other forms of floor movements, approaching the Master on all fours, turning to your sides and back, writhing before him, and so on. We will take a very simple variation, suitable for an ignorant free female who has not yet even begun to discover the depths of her sexuality." She looked up at me. "On your belly," I said. She backed off a bit, and went to her belly. Her hair was before her face, as she now on her belly before me, looked up at me. "Now inch forward," I said, "remaining low on your belly, and when you reach my feet, once again, as before, lifting your head a little, tenderly and humbly, and beautifully, as though you were a slave, lick and kiss them. Good. Good. Now take my foot and place it gently on your head. Very good. Now place it again on the mat, and kiss it again. Good. You may now belly back a little, humbly. I have not yet given you permission to rise of course." - MERCENARIES OF GOR, Pg. 410 |
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Simply, to be forced to do everything on hands and knees like an animal. |
- SLAVE GIRL OF GOR, Pg. 238 In this discipline the female is forbidden human speech. She is also forbidden human posture, in the sense that she is not allowed to rise to her feet. Her locomotion, unless commanded to roll, or put under similar commands, suitable for a pet, will be on all fours. Her food will be thrown to her, or put in pans on the ground. In either case, she must feed without the use of her hands. She may also, of course, be fed by hand, but, again, will not be permitted to touch the food with her hands. She may be taught tricks. Sometimes these are taught as functions of arbitrary sounds, so that she must learn them as any animal might, without the benefit of an earlier understanding of the word used. If she is slow to learn, of course, she is punished, as would be any other animal. When used, too, it will commonly be in the modality of the she-quadrupled. This discipline is often used as a punishment, but it may figure in the training of a new girl. It helps her to understand what she now is, an animal totally subject to her master. -MERCENARIES OF GOR, pg. 215-216 |
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-KAJIRA OF GOR, pg. 224 |
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NOTE: This position is not so named in the books and the only evidence of its existence I have found thus far is in the following quote. Decide for yourself. |
I nodded vigorously, Yes. It is hard to be a slave girl. Men tease you, but, in an instant they may change, and their eyes may grow hard. You must be careful what you say, what you do. They hold the power of the whip. I knelt to him, putting my head down to his feet. Then, as I had seen Lana once do, I gently took his leg in my hands and put my cheek, head down, against the side of his leg. - CAPTIVE OF GOR, Pg. 95 |
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She slid her legs from under her and lay on her back, her hands at her sides, palms up, her legs open. - EXPLORERS OF GOR, Pg. 77 |
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- DANCER OF GOR, Pg. 114 The position of the Tower Slave, in which Vika now knelt, differs from that of a free woman only in the position of the wrists which are held before her and, when not occupied, crossed as though for binding. A free woman's wrists are never so placed. - PRIEST KINGS OF GOR, Pg. 46 |
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- PRIEST KINGS OF GOR, Pg. 201-202 I crossed my wrists beneath me and touched my head to the floor, exposing the bow of my back. It is the submissive posture of a slave girl who is to be punished. It is called Kneeling to the Whip. I shook, visibly, at his feet. I whimpered. I waited for him to call a guard, to bring the lash. - SLAVE GIRL OF GOR, Pg. 200 |