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| "An ignorant free woman is commonplace," I said. "An ignorant slave is an absurdity." ----Savages of Gor �Perhaps you are a Free Woman,� he said. �It is hard to imagine a slave being so stupid.� ----Kajira of Gor |
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...Goreans, in their simplistic fashion, often contend, categorically, that man is naturally free and woman is naturally slave. But even for them the issues are far more complex than these simple formulations would suggest. For example, there is no higher person, nor one more respected, than the Gorean free woman. ...Goreans do believe, however, that every woman has a natural master or set of masters, with respect to whom she could not help but be a complete and passionate slave girl. These men occur in her dreams and fantasies. She lives in terror that she might meet one in real life. ... ---Hunters of Gor Whereas free women, technically, are priceless, they are also, usually, in bed, worthless. They are not worthy of kneeling and humbly holding candles within a thousand pasangs of a slave. To be sure, they commonly hold an inflated opinion of their expertise and desirability. They are no good, however, until they have been imbonded, and have begun, vulnerably and fearfully, to tread, willingly or not, the paths to fulfillment, and ecstasy. ---Renegades of Gor ...frigidity is one of the titles and permissions implicated in the lofty status of a free woman. For many, it is in effect their proudest possession. It distinguishes them from the lowly slave girl. It proves to themselves and others that they are free. ... ---Beasts of Gor "I am a free woman," she said. "How can you, a free man, deny me anything I want?" "Easily," I said. She looked at me, angrily. "Many free women believe they can have anything they want, merely by asking for it, or demanding it," I said, "but now you see that that is not true, at least not in a world where there are true men." ----Players of Gor "According to the Gorean way of looking at things a taste of the slave ring is thought to be occasionally beneficial to all women, even the exalted free woman. Thus when she has been irritable or otherwise troublesome even a Free Companion may find herself at the foot of the couch looking forward to a pleasant night on the stones, stripped, with neither mat nor blanket, chained to the slave ring precisely as though she were a lowly slave girl. It is the Gorean way of reminding her, should she need to be reminded, that she, too, is a woman, and thus to be dominated, to be subject to men. Should she be tempted to forget this basic fact of Gorean life the slave ring set in the bottom of each Gorean couch is there to refresh her memory. Gor is a mans world." ----Priest Kings of Gor "Do not approach me, sleen!" hissed a woman. Her arm was back. She crouched in the center of one of the spaces. Her hand, held back, held a small dagger, of the sort which some women think affords them protection. "Forgive me, Lady," I whispered, "I am trying to reach my space." She brandished the weapon. "I mean you no harm," I said. I do not think it is a good idea for women to carry such weapons, incidentally. Their pretentiousness annoys some men. Indeed, some men will kill a woman with such a weapon rather than take the moment or so necessary to disarm her and make her helpless. ----Renegades of Gor Once in Ar, several years ago, several free women, in their anger at slaves, and perhaps jealous of the pleasures of masters and slaves, entered a paga tavern with clubs and axes, seeking to destroy it. This is, I believe, an example, though a rather extreme one, of a not unprecedented sort of psychological reaction, the attempt, by disparagement or action, motivated by envy, jealousy, resentment, or such, to keep from others pleasures which one oneself is unable, or unwilling, to enjoy. In any event, as a historical note, the men in the tavern, being Gorean, and thus not being inhibited or confused by negativistic, antibiological traditions, quickly disarmed the women. They then stripped them, bound their hands behind their back, put them on a neck rope, and, by means of switches, conducted them swiftly outside the tavern. The women were then, outside the tavern, on the bridge of twenty lanterns, forced to witness the burning of their garments. They were then permitted to leave, though still bound and in coffle. Gorean men do not surrender their birthright as males, their rightful dominance, their appropriate mastery. They do not choose to be dictated to by females. ----Magicians of Gor "I am a free woman," said the Lady Constanzia. "Of course," I said. We were in the Lady Constanzia's cell. She had eaten, and I was preparing to leave the cell. She was wearing the brief, white, sliplike garment, of which she was fond. It was not unlike a slave tunic. "But I want to be a true woman!" "Dismiss the matter from your mind," I said. "But what if the free woman is not the same as the true woman?" she asked. "Obviously it is not,"I said. "I am in anguish," she said. "Do not concern yourself with such matters," I advised her. "I must," she wept. "The free woman is a political concept," I said, "with a particular political history, relevant to a particular time and place. The true woman is a biological concept, relative to a species, its nature, and the conditions germane to its fulfillment." "I have been free," she said. "Now I want to love". "Put such thoughts from your mind." I said. "But I am afraid of love," she wept. "Of course," I said. "It makes slaves of us!" she wept. "Yes," I said. ----Witness of Gor |
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