Red Silks,
Cernus smiled. “Our Physicians ascertained,” said he, “that she is only a Red Silk Girl.”
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Cernus turned to Caprus, who stood near him. “Is she trained?” he asked. “No,” said Caprus. “She is Red Silk but she knows almost nothing.”
Assassin of Gor Book 5 Page 47
She laughed. “It could be far worse,” she said. “At least I am a Red Silk girl.”
Assassin of Gor Book 5 Page 56
The allusion was to certain practices having to do with the merchandising of Red Silk Girls, in private sales for individual and important clients of the House.
“Very well, Red Silk Girl,” said I, “perform.”
Assassin of Gor Book 5 Page 57
Some of the girls, judging by the stripes on the hoods and cloaks were White Silk, and others Red Silk.
Assassin of Gor Book 5 Page 147
Sura turned to Ho-Tu. “The Tuchuk girl,” she said, “keeps quarters with the Assassin. I do not object. Take the others to cells of Red Silk.”
“They are White Silk,” said Ho-Tu.
Sura laughed. “Very well,” she said, “to cells of White Silk. Feed them well. You have almost crippled them. How you expect me to train crippled barbarians I am not clear.”
Assassin of Gor Book 5 Page 154
She was attired in a brief gown of red Pleasure Silk, prescribed for her because she was a Red Silk Girl and in training.
Assassin of Gor Book 5 Page 176
Another girl approached similarly, though she was attired in a tunic of red silk.
Assassin of Gor Book 5 Page 187
Later, in the eighteenth week of their training, they were given brief silken slave livery, sleeveless, fastened by the loop on the left shoulder. Virginia and Phyllis were given white livery, Elizabeth red.
Assassin of Gor Book 5 Page 199 – 200
It is, incidentally, one of the perquisites of employment in the house of a slaver that a member of the guard or staff may ask for, and generally receive, the use of whatever Red Silk Girls he pleases.
Assassin of Gor Book 5 Page 203
Each of the girls would wear brief silken slave livery, sleeveless, the disrobing loop on the left shoulder. Elizabeth wore red, Virginia and Phyllis white.
Assassin of Gor Book 5 Page 214
“She will be more comfortable,” I said. “Besides,” I said, “she is only Red Silk.”
Assassin of Gor Book 5 Page 215
“Let Lana serve Relius wine,” said another girl, a Red Silk Girl, first to the guard, leaning toward him, lips parted.
Relius put out his cup but before the girl could pour the wine she seemed suddenly to fly off the back of the dais, the seat of her tunic firmly grasped in the small hand of Virginia Kent. Lana landed with a considerable bump on the stones of the hall, the wine flying backward.
“Relius guards Virginia,” the young slave girl from Earth informed collared, Red Silk Lana.
Lana scrambled to her feet, angry, her pitcher of wine set aside on the wet, red stones. The two girls stood facing one another.
“I wear the leash of Relius,” said Virginia. “I wear his bracelets!”
Lana looked at Relius. “Leash Lana,” she said. “Lana is Red Silk.” She extended her wrists provocatively to Relius. “Put your bracelets on Lana. She is Red Silk. She will serve you better than a silly little White Silker.”
At this point Virginia Kent put down her pitcher of wine, seized Lana by the
shoulder, spun her about and struck her a rather severe blow near the left
eye. Several of the men and girls at and about the tables approvingly observed
the two girls rolling and scratching, biting and tearing on the floor, first
White Silk on top, and then Red Silk, and then White Silk again. At last Virginia
Kent, to the cheers of several of those present, sat atop Lana and was pummeling
her mercilessly, until Lana, throwing up her arms and shrieking, crying out,
begged for mercy.
Assassin of Gor Book 5 Page 238 – 239
“I will pay,” said Ho-Sorl, “the difference between what she will bring as Red Silk and White Silk.”
Phyllis shrieked in fear, wiggling on his shoulder, pounding.
Ho-Tu apparently gave the matter very serious thought.
“Don’t you want to be Red Silk?” he asked Phyllis, who, from her position, could not see him.
“No, no, no!” she cried.
“By tomorrow night,” pointed out Ho-Sorl, neatly, “she may be Red Silk anyway.”
“No, no!” wept Phyllis.
“Where would you make her Red Silk?” asked Ho-Tu.
“The pit of sand will do,” said Ho-Sorl.
Phyllis shrieked with misery.
“Would you not like Ho-Sorl to make you Red Silk?” asked Ho-Tu of Phyllis.
Assassin of Gor Book 5 Page 241
“Don’t look so disappointed,” said a Red Silk Girl passing near her, carrying Ka-la-na.
Phyllis made an angry noise.
“Poor little White Silk slave,” said another Red Silk Girl passing between the tables.
Assassin of Gor Book 5 Page 242
“What is your name?” demanded Ho-Tu of the Red Silk Girl.
“Lana,” she said, “if it pleases Master.”
Assassin of Gor Book 5 Page 246
Sura’s pride and her position in the House, though she was slave, had been resented by many of the men and staff; perhaps even Cernus felt she had overstepped herself; surely he seemed pleased that she would now be humbled, now used as a common Red Silk Girl.
Assassin of Gor Book 5 Page 248
“You are Red Silk,” I said.
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I have much gold, and some power, and my pick of Red Silk Girls.
Assassin of Gor Book 5 Page 268
Then I understood what was going on, perhaps belatedly, for I knew the girl, Red Silk before the black ships, was extremely responsive, and had even been used in the hall of Cernus for the amusement of his Warriors and guards . . .
Assassin of Gor Book 5 Page 296
“These are three barbarians, two White Silk, one Red Silk,” called the auctioneer, “all from the House of Cernus, whom it is our hope you will find pleasing.”
Assassin of Gor Book 5 Page 298
“Can you guess,” asked the auctioneer, “which of the three slaves is Red Silk?”
Assassin of Gor Book 5 Page 302
“Before she is delivered to Samos,” Cernus was saying, “I think I will have her returned to the house and use her. She intrigued me this evening. Since she is Red Silk Samos will not object.”
Assassin of Gor Book 5 Page 310
“She is only white silk,” said Lana. “Lana is red silk. Let Lana please you.”
Captive of Gor Book 7 Page 114
“White-silk, She-sleen,” he said. “Wait until you are red silk!”
Captive of Gor Book 7 Page 186
“I hope she is red silk,” said the other.
“If she is not when we apprehend her,” said the other, “by the time we turn her over to Haakon she will be of the reddest of silks.”
“Haakon might not be pleased,” said the other.
The first laughed. “Haakon does not know which girl is red silk and which is white silk.”
“That is true,” grinned the other.
“Besides,” pointed out the first, “do you really think Haakon expects us to return white silk girls to his chain?”
Captive of Gor Book 7 Page 242
Sometimes I saw the dark-haired girl, in red silk with the two golden bangles on her left ankle, when I passed by the tent.
Captive of Gor Book 7 Page 293
“But,” had said Ute, “if a man seizes you, you are not to yield yourself to him, for you are white silk.”
A flash of irritation passed through me. “I am charged with the protection of my market value?” I asked, ironically.
“Yes,” said Ute, matter-of-factly. “Though I, if I were a man, would pay more for a red-silk girl.”
“I must do nothing,” I said, “to diminish the investment of Rask of Treve?”
“That is correct,” said Ute.
“What if I am simply seized, and my attacker is not prepared to listen to reason?” I asked.
Ute laughed. It was the first time I had seen her laugh in the camp. I was pleased I had made her laugh.
“Cry out,” said Ute, “and the others will take you from him and get him a red-silk girl.”
“All right,” I had said.
Captive of Gor Book 7 Page 306 – 307
The man whom I had served wine reached clumsily for me.
“I am white silk!” I cried, shrinking back.
“Wine!” cried the other man.
I tried to rise, but the man’s hand was knotted in the silk. If I moved I would strip myself.
Another girl, on her knees, reaching for him, holding his head, insinuated herself between us. “I am red silk!” she murmured. “Touch me! Touch me!”
His hand left my silk and I darted away.
Captive of Gor Book 7 Page 325
I was white silk!
It was safe to dance before them as I pleased.
And so Elinor Brinton danced to torment them.
They cried out with anguish and pleasure. How pleased I was in my power!
As the music changed so, too, did the dancer, and she became as one with the music, a frightened girl, new to the collar, a timid girl, delicate and submissive, a lonely slave, yearning for her master, a drunken wench, rejecting her slavery, a proud girl, determined to be defiant, a raw, red-silk slave, mad with the need for a master’s touch.
Captive of Gor Book 7 Page 328
Inge and Rena, I sensed, regarded me in a new fashion. “Slave!” they had said to me. And I had said to them, “Yes – Slave!” and kissed them. I had then sped away. They envied me. I pitied them in my way, for they were mere ignorant girls, white-silk girls. I was red silk!
Captive of Gor Book 7 Page 337
I tossed him the pouch of gold, from which I had drawn the coins to purchase his freedom, and the arrogant, slender, red-silked girl for him, to be his slave.
Hunters of Gor Book 8 Page 17
Ibn Saran, not taking his eyes from Alyena, lifted his finger, From one side a slave girl, barefoot, bangled, in sashed, diaphanous, trousered, chalwar, gathered at the ankles, in tight, red-silk vest, with bare midriff, fled to him, with the tall, graceful, silvered pot containing the black wine. She was veiled. She knelt, replenishing the drink. Beneath her veil I saw the metal of her collar.
Tribesmen of Gor Book 10 Page 88
I looked at the incredibly lovely girl in the mirror, she bedecked in a rope of red silk, made-up, perfumed, vulnerable, soft, with armlets and bracelets, golden beads intertwined in the Turian collar.
Slave Girl of Gor Book 11 Page 261
“Meat, Dina!” cried another man, and I hastened to him, to kneel and serve him. I wore red silk, a golden necklace about my throat, intertwined with my collar, and bells.
Slave Girl of Gor Book 11 Page 264
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 an Ahn beyond their first sale.
Slave Girl of Gor Book 11 Page 317
“There,” I said, “you will be stripped and branded.”
“Branded?” she said. I do not think she understood me. Her Earth mind would find this hard to understand. She was not yet cognizant of Gorean realities. She would learn them swiftly. No choice would be given her.
“Is she to be sold red-silk?” I asked Samos.
He looked at the girl. “Yes,” he said. The guards grinned. It would be a girl who knew herself as a woman when she ascended the block.
“I thought you said I would be stripped and branded,” she said, laughing.
“Yes,” I said, “that is precisely what I said.”
“No!” she screamed. “No!”
“Then,” I said, “you will be raped, and taught your womanhood. When you have learned your womanhood, you will be caged. Later you will be sold.”
Beasts of Gor Book 12 Page 26
Behind him, in pleasure silk, came three girls. Poalu was in brief yellow pleasure silk, and Audrey and Barbara in brief red pleasure silk.
Beasts of Gor Book 12 Page 353
“I have put you in red silk,” I said. “Is it appropriate?”
“It certainly is not!” she said.
“Perhaps it soon will be,” I said.
The red silk would diminish suspicion. A red-silked girl in a Gorean fortress
is a not uncommon sight.
Beasts of Gor Book 12 Page 405 – 406
“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.
“Yes, Master,” she said, “I am now a red-silk girl.”
Explorers of Gor Book 13 Page 200
“Tela, when captured,” he said, indicating a blonde, “begged to be permitted to be kept in white silk.” He laughed. “After throwing her to a crew, for their pleasure, we put her, as she had asked, in white silk.” “Amusing,” I said. “She now often begs for red silk,” he said. “Perhaps we will one day permit it to her.”
Rouge of Gor Book 15 Page 197
“Relia, Tela, to him,” said Policrates. These two girls, Relia discarding her red silk and Tela opening her white silk, and throwing it back, hurried to kneel near me.
Rouge of Gor Book 15 Page 277
“You were white silk,” I said. “Now you are red silk.”
“To be sure,” I said, “‘white’ in the context
of ‘white-silk girl’ tends less to suggest purity and innocence
to the Gorean than ignorance and naivety, and a lack of experience. ‘Red,’
in the context of ‘red-silk girl,’ on the other hand, connotes
rather clearly, I think, experience. One expects a red-silk girl, for example,
not only to be able to find her way about the furs, but; subject to the whip,
owned and dominated, perhaps chained, to prove herself a sensuous treasure
within them.”
“I am red-silk,” she said. “Have me.”
Savages of Gor Book 17 Page 205
Similarly, the expression “red silk,” in Gorean, tends to be used as a category in slaving, and also, outside 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.
Blood Brothers of Gor Book 18 Page 472
Among slaves, not free women, these things are sometimes spoken of along the lines as to whether or not a girl has been “opened” for the uses of men. Other common terms, used generally of slaves, are ‘white silk’ and ‘red silk’, for girls who have not yet been opened, or have been opened, for the uses of men, respectively.
Dancer of Gor Book 22 Page 128
“Treasure your silly virginity,” said Tupita, “for you will not have it long.”
“Red-silk slut!” I said to her, angrily, adding, “Mistress.”
“By tomorrow,” said Tupita, “you, too, will be only a red-silk slut.”
Dancer of Gor Book 22 Page 198
I had been opened, I thought. I was now “red silk”!
Dancer of Gor Book 22 Page 204
Could I actually be responding to him, this brute who had opened me in a Gorean tavern, this monster who had but a moment ago red-silked me!
Dancer of Gor Book 22 Page 205
I knew I was now a red-silk paga slave.
Dancer of Gor Book 22 Page 207
“There is now a red-silk ribbon on your collar, Doreen,” said Tupita. “What is the meaning of that?”
“That I have been red-silked, Mistress,” I said.
“Yes,” said Tupita.
“Close the curtain, Mistress!” I begged.
“Why?” asked Tupita. “Are you modest?”
“No, Mistress,” I sobbed. Slaves are not permitted modesty.
“You are now only a red-silk slut, Doreen,” she said, “no different from the rest of us!”
Dancer of Gor Book 22 Page 210
I had then worn the rectangle of red silk, that in which he was accustomed to put his use slaves.
Dancer of Gor Book 22 Page 333
For example, sometimes, when slaves are taken to Ubars, and such, they are stripped and wrapped in a scarlet sheet, if they are “red silk,” and in a white sheet, if they are “white silk.” They are then placed in the master’s chambers, often through a panel in the door, the sheet remaining behind.
Renegades of Gor Book 23 Page 199