| "What are you?" he asked. "A slave girl, Master" she said, her neck in a loops of the whip."What is a slave girl?" he asked. "a girl who is owened" she said."Are you a slave girl?" he asked. "Yes Master" she said."Then you are owned" he said. "Yes Master" she said. "Who owns you?" he asked. "Ulafi of Shendi" she said. "Who trains you?' he asked. "Shoka of Shendi" she said. "Do you have a brand?" he asked. "Yes Master" "Why?" "Because i am a slave" "Do you wear a collar?' "Yes Master" "What sort of collar do you wear?" "A shipping collar Master, it shows that I am a portion of the cargo of the 'Palms of the Schendi'. I thought the girl's Gorean , though the responses were generally simple, had improved considerably over the last few days. "What is the common purpose of the collar?" "The collar has four common purposes Master" she said. "First it visibly designates me as a slave, as a brand might not, should it be coved by clothing. Second, it impresses my slavery upon me. Thirdyly, it identifies me to my Master. Fourthly, fourthly," "Fourthly?" he asked. "Fourthly, " she said. "it makes it easier to leash me." He kicked her in the side, she winced, her responses had been slow. "Do you like being a slave girl?" he asked. "Yes Master" she said. She sobbed. She was again kicked. "Yes Master! Yes Master!" she cried. "What does a slav girl want more than anything?" he asked. "To please men" she said. "What are you?" he asked. "A slave girl" she said. "What do you want more than anything?" he asked. "To please men!" she cried. "Nadu!" he cried, loosening the whip coils on her throat. She swiftly knelt, back on her heels, back straight, head highs, hands on her thighs, knees wide. Explorers of Gor pg 70-71 |
| 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. Magicians of Gor pg. 31 |
| "I exist for you." she said. "and its what I want, to please and serve you." She was much in love. She wanted to give all herself to him. irreservedly, to hold nothing back, to live for him, and, if necessary die for him. Its 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 of Gor pg.27 |
| "The perfect bondage" is said to be one man and one woman, the complete master and the complete slave, ideal and perfect for each other's needs. Slave Girl of Gor pg. 442 |
| He took me by the hair and thrust my head to the furs. "A man can truly love only that woman," he said., "who is truly his, who belongs to him. Otherwise he is only a part to the contract." "A woman," I said, "can only love that man to whom she truly belongs." To whom do you truly belong slave?" he asked. "To you Master" I said. "You please me Slave Girl" he said. Slave Girl of Gor pg. 444 |
| What is a Kajira? a kajira is this...she serves with pride and passion. she loves her Master because He makes her follow her slavebelly. she is submissive to all Frees, and bites her tongue if jealous, knowing she can be killed for it. a kajira is valued greatly, brought to heights of pleasure that Free Women can only dream about and yet is fearful He may cast her aside at anytime...a kajira's life is filled with uncertainty, joy, submission, fear, rapture and disappointments...that is kajira |
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| "What is it like, being owned, and having a Master?" I had later asked Susan, while being served breakfast, as though merely curious. "Consider yourself as having a master, and being owned," said Susan, "that you are totally his, and that he may do with you, fully, whatever he wants." I shuddered. "it is like that," she said, "only it is real." "I see" I had whispered. Kajira of Gor pg.115 |
| "Though I am slave," she said, "yet for the first time in my life i am free." Nomads of Gor pg. 303 |
| In denying it we deny our nature. In betraying it, we betray no one but ourself. The master will never be happy until he is master. he slave will never be happy until she is slave. It is what we are. Explorers of Gor pg. 159 |
| "if a woman truly is, in her secret heart, a man's slave, how can any female who is not a man's slave truly a woman? And can any woman who is not truly a woman be happy?" Explorers of Gor pg. 37 |
| Can a woman be free only when she is slave? Is this not the paradox of the collar? Explorers of Gor pg. 37 |
| When a girl on Gor, is a slave she is truly a slave. She is nothing more. She cannot be more. Most slave girls knows this. All in time learn it. Hunters of Gor pg.68 |
| A slave girl is not permitted to conceal anything from her master. She is his. She must be completely open to him, in all ways and at all times. Hunters of Gor pg.84 |
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