The Kef

"The man, placing heavy gloves on his hands, withdrew from the brazier a slave iron. Its tip was a figure some inch and a half high, the first letter in the cursive script, in the Gorean alphabet, of the expression Kajira. It is a beautiful letter."

Hunters of Gor page 51


The Dina

"I had seen the design at the tip of the iron. It was a small flower, stylized; it was circular, about an inch and a half in diameter; it was not unlike a small rose; it was incredibly lovely and delicate."


Slave Girl of Gor page 52


Priest-Kings and Kurii

"Incidentally, there are many brands on Gor. Two that almost never occur on Gor, by the way, are those of the moons and collar, and of the chain and claw. The first of these commonly occurs in certain
of the Gorean enclaves on Earth, which serve as headquarters for agents of the Priest-Kings; the second tends to occur in the lairs of Kurii agents on Earth; the first brand consists of a locked collar and, ascending diagonally above it,
extending to the right, three quarter moons; this brand indicates the girl is subject to Gorean discipline; the chain-and-claw brand signifies, of course, slavery and subjection with the compass of the Kur yoke."

Explorers of Gor page 12


Penalty brands

"Four men held me, naked, near the brazier. I could feel the heat blazing from the cannister. The sky was very blue, the clouds were white.
'Please, no!' I wept.
I saw Rask, with a heavy glove, draw forth one of the irons from the fire. It reminated in a tiny letter, not more that a quarter of an inch high. The letter was white hot. 'This is a penalty brand,' he said. 'It marks you as a liar.'
'Please, Master!' I wept.
I no longer have patience with you,' he said. 'Be marked as what you are.'
I screamed uncontrollably as he pressed in the iron, holding it firmly into my leg. Then, after some two to four Ihn, he removed it. I could not stop screaming with pain. I smelled the odor of burned flesh, my own. I began to whimper. I could not breathe. I gasped for breath. Still the men held me.
'This penalty brand,' said Rask of Treve, lifting another iron from the brazier, again with a tiny letter at its glowing termination, 'marks you also as what you are, as a thief.'
'Please, no, Master!' I wept.
I could not move a muscle of my left leg. It might as well have been locked in a vise. It must wait for the iron.
I screamed again, uncontrollably. I had been branded as a thief.
'This third iron,' said Rask of Treve, 'is, too, a penalty iron. I mark you with this not for myself, but for Ute.'
Through raging tears I saw, white hot, the tiny letter.
'It marks you as a traitress,' said Rask of Treve. He looked at me, with fury. 'Be marked as a traitress,' he said. Then he pressed the third iron into my flesh. As it entered my flesh, biting and searing, I saw Ute watching, her face betraying no emotion. I screamed, and wept, and screamed.
Still the men did not release me.
Rask of Treve lifted the last iron from the fire. It was much larger, the letter at its termination some one and a half inches high. It, too,
was white hot. I knew the brand. I had seen it on Ena's thigh. It was the mark of Treve. Rask of Treve decided that my flesh should
bear that mark.
'No, Master, please!' I begged him.
'Yes, Worthless Slave,' he said, 'you will wear in your flesh the mark of the city of Treve.'
'Please,' I begged.
'When men ask you,' said he, 'who it was that marked you as a liar and a thief, and traitress, point to this brand, and say, I was
marked by one of Treve, who was displeased with me.'


Captive of Gor, page 310




Knife Brand

On an iron table, to the right of the rack, there was a flat box. 'Lie on your right side,exposing your left thigh, ' he said. 'Yes Master,' I said. From the box he then took a small curved knife and a tiny cylindrical leather flask. I gritted my teeth, but made no sound. With the small knife he gashed my left thigh, making upon it a small, strange design. He then took a powder, orange in color, from the flask and rubbed it into the wound.


Explorers of Gor page 330


LOCATION OF BRANDS


'Yes, left thigh,' said Samos to one of the guards. I liked the left-thigh branded girl. A right-handed Master may caress it while He holds her in His left arm."

Beasts of Gor, page 25

"Where are we branded?" She said. "A girl is commonly branded on the left or right thigh," I said, "sometimes on the lower left abdomen."

Beasts of Gor, page 229



"I also checked certain less common brand sites, such as the lower left abdomen, the interior of the left forearm, and the
high instep area of the left foot."


Players of Gor, page 191