Post by jynxDaemon on Oct 19, 2009 16:22:45 GMT -5
Bara:
"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
"`Bara,' said Mincon to Tula. `Bara,' said I to Feiqa. Both slaves went immediately to their bellies, their heads to the left, their wrists crossed behind their backs, their ankles also crossed. It is a common binding position."
Mercenaries of Gor pg. 145
Belly:
"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.
Kajira of Gor pg 427
"Approach me on your belly," I said. She squirmed to the table, her hands still behind her.
Renegades of Gor pg. 75
"To your belly," he said. She went to her belly, her hands at the sides of her head.
Kajira of Gor pg. 399 Belly Crawl:
I crawl to my Master on my belly," she said," and beg for his touch. I smiled. I, a guest in the tent, now stood to her, of course, as her Master. such girls come with the price of the lodging.
Beast of Gor pg 80
"Approach me on your belly," I said. She squirmed to the table, her hands still behind her.
Renegades of Gor pg. 75
Bracelets:
"Bracelets," he snapped. She put her head in the air and placed her hands behind her back.
Hunters of Gor pg 146
"He had removed a pair of light bracelets, joined by about five inches of light chain, from his pouch. "Slave bracelets," he said. "Turn around, facing the door, your hands behind your back."
Kajira of Gor pg. 132
Crawl:
"I pointed to the stones at my feet. "Crawl," I said, in Gorean. The girl slipped to her belly, and, as a slave girl, crawled to my feet. She put her lips to my foot; I felt her hair over it."
Tribesmen of Gor pg. 78
"Go to the couch," I told her," "and curl up there." Yes Master," she said. She then, on her hands and knees, crawled to the foot of the couch."
Savages of Gor pg 13 Collaring Position:
"Assume the posture of female submission," I told her. She did so, kneeling back on her heels, her arms extended, wrists crossed, her head between them, down. She was weeping.
Tribesmen of Gor pg 359
"She is yours," he said. He took his strap off her throat, and unbound her hands. "Submit," I told her. She knelt before me, back on her heels, arms extended, head down, between her arms, wrists crossed, as though for binding.
Explorers of Gor pg. 74 Display Position:
The auctioneer did not strike her with his whip. He merely took her arms and lifted them, so that the position chain, attached to each side of the sales collar lay across her her upper arms. Then he had her clasp her hands behind the back of her neck, so that the chain, on each side of the collar, was in the crook of her arms, and she was exposed in such a way that she could be properly exhibited.
Explorers of Gor pg. 36
A slave girl whose primary purpose is for the display of her beauty to reflect the affluence of her master; often chained in cuffed with other display slaves behind the palanquin or other transport of her master.
Dancer of Gor pg. 367
Gorean Bow:
"Under the torchlight Phyllis Robertson was now on her knees, the Warrior at her side, holding her behind the small of the back. Her head went farther back, as her hands moved on the arms of the Warrior, as though once to press him away, and then again to draw him closer, and her head then touched the furs, her body a cruel, helpless bow in his hands, and then, her head down, it seemed she struggled and her body straightened itself until she lay, save for her head and heels, on his hands clasped behind her back, her arms extended over her head to the fur behind her. At this point, with a clash of cymbals, both dancers remained immobile."
Assassin of Gor pg. 187
Over her iron collar she wore a heavy leather Kur collar, high, heavily sewn, with its large ring. He thrust her two wrists, before her body, into the ring he had cut from the Kur. He then tied them inside, and to, the ring. He then, from his belt, took a long length of binding fiber and, doubling it, looped it, securing it at its center to the ring, leaving two long ends. He then threw her, on her back, over the body, head down, of the fallen Kur. He took the two loose ends of the binding fiber and, taking them under the body of the fallen Kur, dragged her wrists, elbows bent, over and above her head; he then, bending her knees, tied one of the loose ends about her left ankle, and the other about her right. It was the Gorean love bow. He then, regarding her, cut the Kur collar from her throat with the ship's knife. He threw it aside. She now wore only one collar, his. She closed her eyes. She moved, lying across it, on the body of the Kur. It was still warm. "It is we who are victorious," said he. She opened her eyes. "It is you who are victorious, Master," she said. Already her hips were moving. "I am only a slave girl," she wept. With a roaring laugh he fell upon her.
Marauders of Gor pg 261 Hair:
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.
Beasts of Gor pg. 409 Heel:
' "May I not follow my Jarl?" she begged. "A lowly bond-maid begs to heel her Jarl.""Then, heel," said Ivar, good-naturedly, turning away,"Thank you, my Jarl!" she wept, leaping to her feet, falling into step on his left, two steps behind him. '
Marauders of Gor pg 123
"The Forkbeard turned about and, one arm about Pudding, the other about Gunnhild, started from the dock. Hilda followed him, to his left. 'She heels nicely,' said Ottar. The men and bond-maids laughed. The Forkbeard stopped. Hilda's face burned red with fury, but she kept her head high. Pet sleen are taught to heel; so, too, sometimes, are bond-maids; I was familiar with this sort of thing, of course; in the south it was quite common for slave girls; in various fashions in various cities, to heel their masters. Hilda, of course, was a free woman. For her to heel was an incredible humiliation. The Forkbeard started off again, and then again stopped. Again, Hilda followed him as before. 'She is heeling!' laughed Ottar."
Marauders of Gor pg 123
"The girl normally heels a right-handed Master on the left, that she not encumber the movements of the weapon hand."
Magicians of Gor pg 117 High-Harness:
"Lift your head, " he said. "Higher. Higher!" She looked up at him, her head far back, the leash on her throat.... "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 Kneel to the Coffle:
"Kneel to be coffled," said one of the men. The girls knelt, closely, one behind the other, there were six wrist rings on the chain he carried. He placed the girl who had been whipped by Lady Sabina first in the coffle line. "Left wrist coffle," he said. They lifted their left wrists, frightened. Interestingly, the man snapping the wrist rings on the girls’ left wrists did not put the first girl in the first ring, but the second. When the four maids were coffled there was, thus, an empty wrist ring both at the head and rear of the line. "Stand, Slaves," said the man. "Lower chain." The girls stood. Then, ordered, the lowered their wrists. They were then in line, standing, coffled.
Slave Gor of Gor pg. 127
Leading:
"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."
Beasts of Gor pg. 409
"Leading position," said Drusus Rencius I put my head down to his waist and he fastened his left hand in my hair"
Kajira of Gor pg. 134 Lesha:
"Lesha," snapped the second officer to the blond girl. 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
"Some girls beg to be leashed, sometimes crawling to their Masters, their leash held between their small, fine teeth. Most Masters use the leash at one time or another. A Gorean saying has it that a leashed slave is a hot slave.
Fighting Slave of Gor pg. 366
Nadu:
"Come now, my pretty slaves,' said Ginger, 'kneel straight. Back straight, heads up. Back on your heels there! Spread those pretty knees. Yes, that is the way men like it. Put your hands, palms down, on your thighs. Good. good. Excellent!' The girls now knelt in the coffle as pleasure slaves."
Savages of Gor pg 155
'Nadu!' he snapped. 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
"It is customary in the kneeling position to remain a few feet back from the male. The kneeling position, itself, expresses the servitude of the slave, and her submission. The distance serves three major purposes. It symbolizes, in the distance, as well as in the differential height, the social inferiority of the slave to the master. It puts the slave in a position, where all of her, for the Master's delight, can be seen. A kneeling woman is incredibly beautiful. It also puts enough space between the slave and the free male so that the releasing of his rapacity is then likely to require a decision, and is less likely to be simply, reflexively, triggered. This is regarded as being particularly important when the slave is in the presence of a male who is not her Master. The kneeling position, thus, interestingly, can occasionally provide a measure of security, if not a tenuous one, for the slave, tending to reduce, to some extent, the frequency in which, in a culture with such interpersonal proximities, she might be subjected to unauthorized rape. This same tiny measure of protection, of course, puts her in much greater danger from her real Master, for he, observing her, seeing her kneeling beautifully before him, can also delay in his considerations as to her suitable exploitations."
Dancer of Gor pg. 156 Nestle:
"Nestle," I told her. "Yes, Master," she said. She nestled obediently in the crook of my left arm.
Explorer's of Gor pg 279 Obeisance:
"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."
"Now that," I said, " may not be exactly a form 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."
"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." "I am a free Woman!" She said. "You are a woman," I said, "now softly, lingeringly, and lovingly, Good." "I am not a slave," she said
"All women are slaves," I said " Imagine what this would be like if you were truly a collared slave." She gasped. "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 409-410
' "Heads to the dirt!" called a man. "Swiftly we assumed a common form of slave obeisance, kneeling, the palms of our hands on the ground, our heads to the ground. Many Masters, though it tends to be rather associated usually with given cities, require this position of their girls, usually when they first enter his presence or find themselves, as in a room which he has entered, in his presence." She is then, usually, when given permission, permitted to lift her head, but is to remain kneeling before him, beautifully, in a standard position, her knees closed if she is a house or tower slave, her knees open, if she was the sort of slave I was, whatever sort of slave that was supposed to be.
Dancer of Gor pg. 114
Prostrate:
I knelt before the guest, putting the palms of my hands on the floor and my head to the tiles.
Kajira of Gor pg 305
She-Sleen:
He knelt me there. "Put your head down, to the floor," he said. "Clasp your hands, firmly, behind the back of your neck." "Yes, Master," I moaned. He was then behind me. He put his hands, under my arms, on my breasts, sweetly and firmly. Then he moved his bands back, caressing my flanks. My head was down. My fingers were together, behind the back of my neck. I was in his collar. It was steel, I could not remove it. I belonged to him. My body hurt, from his whip, that of my master. My head hurt, from my hair, where I had been conducted, unceremoniously, to this location. "Please, Master," I sobbed. "Not like this! Not you, please!" "The slave is pretty," he remarked. "Oh!" I cried. "Oh!" "You have a lovely ass," he said. "Ohhh!" I said. "You may thank me," he said.
Kajira of Gor pg. 434
"A naked slave in sleen collar, was ordered forth on her hands and knees. A sleen leash was attached to her collar and she was marched, as a she-sleen, crawling, abused, to the rape-rack in which I had been earlier confined."
Slave Girl of Gor pg. 238
Slaver's Caress or Whip Caress:
Then, before I could realize what he intended, he had subjected Miss Cardwell to what, among slavers, is known as the Whip Caress. Ideally it is done, as Kamchak had, unexpectedly, taking the girl unawares. Elizabeth suddenly cried out throwing her head to one side. I observed to my amazement the sudden, involuntary, uncontrollable response to the touch. The Whip Caress is commonly used among Slavers to force a girl to betray herself.
Nomads of Gor pg 168
Her movements were wooden. The crowd was not pleased. There was only a two gold piece bid. Then taking the whip from the whip slave the auctioneer stepped to the disconsolate girl; suddenly, without warning, he administered to her the Slaver's caress, the whip caress, and her response was utterly, uncontrollably, wild, helpless. She regarded him in horror. The crowd howled with delight."
Assassin of Gor pg 294
Stand:
"He looked me over. I blushed, under Gorean appraisal, I only wore my tether. "Stand as a slave, " he said. I stood beautifully, back straight, head high, belly sucked in, hip turned. No woman can stand more beautifully than as a Gorean slave girl. "Excellant," said Ladletender, smaking his lips. "Master is pleased," I said. "Yes," he said. "The slave too, is also then pleased," I said.
Slave Girl of Gor pg. 249
Standard Binding Position:
"Standard binding position," he said. I was prone. When a girl is prone, the standard binding position is to cross the wrists behind the back and to cross the ankles. I took this position instantaneously.
Slave Girl of Gor pg 125
Submission:
"Then, to my astonishment, the daughter of the Ubar Marlenus, daughter of the Ubar of Ar, knelt before me, a simple warrior of Ko-ro-ba, and lowered her head, lifting and extending her arms, wrists crossed. It was... the submission of the captive female. Without raising her eyes from the ground, the daughter of the Ubar said in a clear, distinct voice: `I submit myself.'
...I was speechless for a moment, but then, remembering that harsh Gorean custom required me either to accept the submission or slay the captive, I took her wrists in my hands and said, `I accept your submission.'"
Tarnsman of Gor pg 93-94
"She is yours," he said. He took his strap off her throat, and unbound her hands. "Submit," I told her. She knelt before me, back on her heels, arms extended, head down, between her arms, wrists crossed, as though for binding. "I submit to you, Master," she said. I tied her hands together; she then lowered her bound wrists; I pulled up her head. I held "Can you read?" I asked her. "No, Master," she said. "It says ," I said, "'I am the girl of Tarl of Teletus.'" I then collared her."
Explorers of Gor pg 74 Sula:
"Sula, Kajira!" said the man. She slid her legs from under her and lay on her back, her hands at her sides, palms up, legs open.
Explorers of Gor pg. 77
Supine Capture Position:
"On your back," he said, "knees raised, heels on the floor." I then lay before him, in a standard, supine capture position.
Kajira of Gor pg 422
Tower:.
The position of the Tower Slave, in which Vika 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...The position of the Pleasure Slave, incidentally, differs from the position of both the free woman and the Tower Slave. The hands of a Pleasure Slave normally rest on her thighs but, in some cities, for example, Thentis, I believe, they are crossed behind her. More significantly, for the free woman's hands may also rest on her thighs, there is a difference in the placement of the knees. In all these kneeling positions, incidentally, even that of the Pleasure Slave, the Gorean woman carries herself well; her back is straight and her chin is high. She tends to be vital and beautiful to look upon."
Priest Kings of Gor pg. 46-47
Whipping Position:
I went to Targo, trembling, and knelt at his feet... 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."
Captive of Gor pg 200
"Elizabeth, trembling, lowered her head to the floor and crossed her wrists beneath her, kneeling, as it is said, to the whip."
Assassin of Gor pg. 46
"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
"`Bara,' said Mincon to Tula. `Bara,' said I to Feiqa. Both slaves went immediately to their bellies, their heads to the left, their wrists crossed behind their backs, their ankles also crossed. It is a common binding position."
Mercenaries of Gor pg. 145
Belly:
"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.
Kajira of Gor pg 427
"Approach me on your belly," I said. She squirmed to the table, her hands still behind her.
Renegades of Gor pg. 75
"To your belly," he said. She went to her belly, her hands at the sides of her head.
Kajira of Gor pg. 399 Belly Crawl:
I crawl to my Master on my belly," she said," and beg for his touch. I smiled. I, a guest in the tent, now stood to her, of course, as her Master. such girls come with the price of the lodging.
Beast of Gor pg 80
"Approach me on your belly," I said. She squirmed to the table, her hands still behind her.
Renegades of Gor pg. 75
Bracelets:
"Bracelets," he snapped. She put her head in the air and placed her hands behind her back.
Hunters of Gor pg 146
"He had removed a pair of light bracelets, joined by about five inches of light chain, from his pouch. "Slave bracelets," he said. "Turn around, facing the door, your hands behind your back."
Kajira of Gor pg. 132
Crawl:
"I pointed to the stones at my feet. "Crawl," I said, in Gorean. The girl slipped to her belly, and, as a slave girl, crawled to my feet. She put her lips to my foot; I felt her hair over it."
Tribesmen of Gor pg. 78
"Go to the couch," I told her," "and curl up there." Yes Master," she said. She then, on her hands and knees, crawled to the foot of the couch."
Savages of Gor pg 13 Collaring Position:
"Assume the posture of female submission," I told her. She did so, kneeling back on her heels, her arms extended, wrists crossed, her head between them, down. She was weeping.
Tribesmen of Gor pg 359
"She is yours," he said. He took his strap off her throat, and unbound her hands. "Submit," I told her. She knelt before me, back on her heels, arms extended, head down, between her arms, wrists crossed, as though for binding.
Explorers of Gor pg. 74 Display Position:
The auctioneer did not strike her with his whip. He merely took her arms and lifted them, so that the position chain, attached to each side of the sales collar lay across her her upper arms. Then he had her clasp her hands behind the back of her neck, so that the chain, on each side of the collar, was in the crook of her arms, and she was exposed in such a way that she could be properly exhibited.
Explorers of Gor pg. 36
A slave girl whose primary purpose is for the display of her beauty to reflect the affluence of her master; often chained in cuffed with other display slaves behind the palanquin or other transport of her master.
Dancer of Gor pg. 367
Gorean Bow:
"Under the torchlight Phyllis Robertson was now on her knees, the Warrior at her side, holding her behind the small of the back. Her head went farther back, as her hands moved on the arms of the Warrior, as though once to press him away, and then again to draw him closer, and her head then touched the furs, her body a cruel, helpless bow in his hands, and then, her head down, it seemed she struggled and her body straightened itself until she lay, save for her head and heels, on his hands clasped behind her back, her arms extended over her head to the fur behind her. At this point, with a clash of cymbals, both dancers remained immobile."
Assassin of Gor pg. 187
Over her iron collar she wore a heavy leather Kur collar, high, heavily sewn, with its large ring. He thrust her two wrists, before her body, into the ring he had cut from the Kur. He then tied them inside, and to, the ring. He then, from his belt, took a long length of binding fiber and, doubling it, looped it, securing it at its center to the ring, leaving two long ends. He then threw her, on her back, over the body, head down, of the fallen Kur. He took the two loose ends of the binding fiber and, taking them under the body of the fallen Kur, dragged her wrists, elbows bent, over and above her head; he then, bending her knees, tied one of the loose ends about her left ankle, and the other about her right. It was the Gorean love bow. He then, regarding her, cut the Kur collar from her throat with the ship's knife. He threw it aside. She now wore only one collar, his. She closed her eyes. She moved, lying across it, on the body of the Kur. It was still warm. "It is we who are victorious," said he. She opened her eyes. "It is you who are victorious, Master," she said. Already her hips were moving. "I am only a slave girl," she wept. With a roaring laugh he fell upon her.
Marauders of Gor pg 261 Hair:
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.
Beasts of Gor pg. 409 Heel:
' "May I not follow my Jarl?" she begged. "A lowly bond-maid begs to heel her Jarl.""Then, heel," said Ivar, good-naturedly, turning away,"Thank you, my Jarl!" she wept, leaping to her feet, falling into step on his left, two steps behind him. '
Marauders of Gor pg 123
"The Forkbeard turned about and, one arm about Pudding, the other about Gunnhild, started from the dock. Hilda followed him, to his left. 'She heels nicely,' said Ottar. The men and bond-maids laughed. The Forkbeard stopped. Hilda's face burned red with fury, but she kept her head high. Pet sleen are taught to heel; so, too, sometimes, are bond-maids; I was familiar with this sort of thing, of course; in the south it was quite common for slave girls; in various fashions in various cities, to heel their masters. Hilda, of course, was a free woman. For her to heel was an incredible humiliation. The Forkbeard started off again, and then again stopped. Again, Hilda followed him as before. 'She is heeling!' laughed Ottar."
Marauders of Gor pg 123
"The girl normally heels a right-handed Master on the left, that she not encumber the movements of the weapon hand."
Magicians of Gor pg 117 High-Harness:
"Lift your head, " he said. "Higher. Higher!" She looked up at him, her head far back, the leash on her throat.... "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 Kneel to the Coffle:
"Kneel to be coffled," said one of the men. The girls knelt, closely, one behind the other, there were six wrist rings on the chain he carried. He placed the girl who had been whipped by Lady Sabina first in the coffle line. "Left wrist coffle," he said. They lifted their left wrists, frightened. Interestingly, the man snapping the wrist rings on the girls’ left wrists did not put the first girl in the first ring, but the second. When the four maids were coffled there was, thus, an empty wrist ring both at the head and rear of the line. "Stand, Slaves," said the man. "Lower chain." The girls stood. Then, ordered, the lowered their wrists. They were then in line, standing, coffled.
Slave Gor of Gor pg. 127
Leading:
"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."
Beasts of Gor pg. 409
"Leading position," said Drusus Rencius I put my head down to his waist and he fastened his left hand in my hair"
Kajira of Gor pg. 134 Lesha:
"Lesha," snapped the second officer to the blond girl. 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
"Some girls beg to be leashed, sometimes crawling to their Masters, their leash held between their small, fine teeth. Most Masters use the leash at one time or another. A Gorean saying has it that a leashed slave is a hot slave.
Fighting Slave of Gor pg. 366
Nadu:
"Come now, my pretty slaves,' said Ginger, 'kneel straight. Back straight, heads up. Back on your heels there! Spread those pretty knees. Yes, that is the way men like it. Put your hands, palms down, on your thighs. Good. good. Excellent!' The girls now knelt in the coffle as pleasure slaves."
Savages of Gor pg 155
'Nadu!' he snapped. 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
"It is customary in the kneeling position to remain a few feet back from the male. The kneeling position, itself, expresses the servitude of the slave, and her submission. The distance serves three major purposes. It symbolizes, in the distance, as well as in the differential height, the social inferiority of the slave to the master. It puts the slave in a position, where all of her, for the Master's delight, can be seen. A kneeling woman is incredibly beautiful. It also puts enough space between the slave and the free male so that the releasing of his rapacity is then likely to require a decision, and is less likely to be simply, reflexively, triggered. This is regarded as being particularly important when the slave is in the presence of a male who is not her Master. The kneeling position, thus, interestingly, can occasionally provide a measure of security, if not a tenuous one, for the slave, tending to reduce, to some extent, the frequency in which, in a culture with such interpersonal proximities, she might be subjected to unauthorized rape. This same tiny measure of protection, of course, puts her in much greater danger from her real Master, for he, observing her, seeing her kneeling beautifully before him, can also delay in his considerations as to her suitable exploitations."
Dancer of Gor pg. 156 Nestle:
"Nestle," I told her. "Yes, Master," she said. She nestled obediently in the crook of my left arm.
Explorer's of Gor pg 279 Obeisance:
"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."
"Now that," I said, " may not be exactly a form 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."
"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." "I am a free Woman!" She said. "You are a woman," I said, "now softly, lingeringly, and lovingly, Good." "I am not a slave," she said
"All women are slaves," I said " Imagine what this would be like if you were truly a collared slave." She gasped. "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 409-410
' "Heads to the dirt!" called a man. "Swiftly we assumed a common form of slave obeisance, kneeling, the palms of our hands on the ground, our heads to the ground. Many Masters, though it tends to be rather associated usually with given cities, require this position of their girls, usually when they first enter his presence or find themselves, as in a room which he has entered, in his presence." She is then, usually, when given permission, permitted to lift her head, but is to remain kneeling before him, beautifully, in a standard position, her knees closed if she is a house or tower slave, her knees open, if she was the sort of slave I was, whatever sort of slave that was supposed to be.
Dancer of Gor pg. 114
Prostrate:
I knelt before the guest, putting the palms of my hands on the floor and my head to the tiles.
Kajira of Gor pg 305
She-Sleen:
He knelt me there. "Put your head down, to the floor," he said. "Clasp your hands, firmly, behind the back of your neck." "Yes, Master," I moaned. He was then behind me. He put his hands, under my arms, on my breasts, sweetly and firmly. Then he moved his bands back, caressing my flanks. My head was down. My fingers were together, behind the back of my neck. I was in his collar. It was steel, I could not remove it. I belonged to him. My body hurt, from his whip, that of my master. My head hurt, from my hair, where I had been conducted, unceremoniously, to this location. "Please, Master," I sobbed. "Not like this! Not you, please!" "The slave is pretty," he remarked. "Oh!" I cried. "Oh!" "You have a lovely ass," he said. "Ohhh!" I said. "You may thank me," he said.
Kajira of Gor pg. 434
"A naked slave in sleen collar, was ordered forth on her hands and knees. A sleen leash was attached to her collar and she was marched, as a she-sleen, crawling, abused, to the rape-rack in which I had been earlier confined."
Slave Girl of Gor pg. 238
Slaver's Caress or Whip Caress:
Then, before I could realize what he intended, he had subjected Miss Cardwell to what, among slavers, is known as the Whip Caress. Ideally it is done, as Kamchak had, unexpectedly, taking the girl unawares. Elizabeth suddenly cried out throwing her head to one side. I observed to my amazement the sudden, involuntary, uncontrollable response to the touch. The Whip Caress is commonly used among Slavers to force a girl to betray herself.
Nomads of Gor pg 168
Her movements were wooden. The crowd was not pleased. There was only a two gold piece bid. Then taking the whip from the whip slave the auctioneer stepped to the disconsolate girl; suddenly, without warning, he administered to her the Slaver's caress, the whip caress, and her response was utterly, uncontrollably, wild, helpless. She regarded him in horror. The crowd howled with delight."
Assassin of Gor pg 294
Stand:
"He looked me over. I blushed, under Gorean appraisal, I only wore my tether. "Stand as a slave, " he said. I stood beautifully, back straight, head high, belly sucked in, hip turned. No woman can stand more beautifully than as a Gorean slave girl. "Excellant," said Ladletender, smaking his lips. "Master is pleased," I said. "Yes," he said. "The slave too, is also then pleased," I said.
Slave Girl of Gor pg. 249
Standard Binding Position:
"Standard binding position," he said. I was prone. When a girl is prone, the standard binding position is to cross the wrists behind the back and to cross the ankles. I took this position instantaneously.
Slave Girl of Gor pg 125
Submission:
"Then, to my astonishment, the daughter of the Ubar Marlenus, daughter of the Ubar of Ar, knelt before me, a simple warrior of Ko-ro-ba, and lowered her head, lifting and extending her arms, wrists crossed. It was... the submission of the captive female. Without raising her eyes from the ground, the daughter of the Ubar said in a clear, distinct voice: `I submit myself.'
...I was speechless for a moment, but then, remembering that harsh Gorean custom required me either to accept the submission or slay the captive, I took her wrists in my hands and said, `I accept your submission.'"
Tarnsman of Gor pg 93-94
"She is yours," he said. He took his strap off her throat, and unbound her hands. "Submit," I told her. She knelt before me, back on her heels, arms extended, head down, between her arms, wrists crossed, as though for binding. "I submit to you, Master," she said. I tied her hands together; she then lowered her bound wrists; I pulled up her head. I held "Can you read?" I asked her. "No, Master," she said. "It says ," I said, "'I am the girl of Tarl of Teletus.'" I then collared her."
Explorers of Gor pg 74 Sula:
"Sula, Kajira!" said the man. She slid her legs from under her and lay on her back, her hands at her sides, palms up, legs open.
Explorers of Gor pg. 77
Supine Capture Position:
"On your back," he said, "knees raised, heels on the floor." I then lay before him, in a standard, supine capture position.
Kajira of Gor pg 422
Tower:.
The position of the Tower Slave, in which Vika 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...The position of the Pleasure Slave, incidentally, differs from the position of both the free woman and the Tower Slave. The hands of a Pleasure Slave normally rest on her thighs but, in some cities, for example, Thentis, I believe, they are crossed behind her. More significantly, for the free woman's hands may also rest on her thighs, there is a difference in the placement of the knees. In all these kneeling positions, incidentally, even that of the Pleasure Slave, the Gorean woman carries herself well; her back is straight and her chin is high. She tends to be vital and beautiful to look upon."
Priest Kings of Gor pg. 46-47
Whipping Position:
I went to Targo, trembling, and knelt at his feet... 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."
Captive of Gor pg 200
"Elizabeth, trembling, lowered her head to the floor and crossed her wrists beneath her, kneeling, as it is said, to the whip."
Assassin of Gor pg. 46