Updated 10-10-01

Bow

-within the belt dance of Phyllis Robertson- "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." Book 5, Assassin of Gor, page 187 ~¤~ -Gorean love bow- " ... 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, as its center to the ring, leaving two long ends. He then threw her, on her back, over the body, bead 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. This was the Gorean Love Bow." Book 9, Marauders of Gor, page 306 ~¤~ " 'Display her Lads,' said the fellow. The two slaver's men thrust the woman forward, toward the crowd, and bent her backward." Book 17, Savages of Gor, page 101

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Display

"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." Book 13, Explorers of Gor, pages 35 - 36 ~¤~

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Retrieve Objects 08-23-01

"...and how to move and walk, and kneel and rise, gracefully, and even such a tiny, interesting thing, as how to pick up a fallen, object, by crouching down, retrieving it, rather than bending over, ...We were being taught, it seemed, to be graceful and beautiful." Book 22, Dancer of Gor, page 69

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Stand

08-24-02 --Veck-- "I felt myself being rolled roughly on my back. "Veck, Kajira," said a voice, harshly. "Veck, Kajira." It was not a patient voice. I looked up, startled, frightened. I cried out with pain. A metal point jabbed into my body, at the juncture between my left hip and lower abdomen. The point lifted, and the shaft of the spear turned; he struck me on the right thigh, hard, with the butt of the spear. My hand went before my mouth; his foot, in a high, strapped sandal, heavy, almost an open boot, kicked my hand away. He was bearded. I lay between his legs. I looked up at him in terror. ...... I slipped from between the feet of the man who loomed above me, moving back. I had never seen such men. I felt so vulnerable. They were mighty, and like animals. I crouched, backing away. The chain hung from my collar, heavy. I stopped. I turned, and tried to hide myself, as I could, with my hands. I dared not even speak. One of the men barked a command at me. He moved his hand, angrily. I removed my hands from my body. I turned, still crouching. I understood that they would look upon me. ...... I felt the point of his dagger beneath my chin. It hurt. It thrust up. I cried out, rising almost to my toes. I then stood straight before them. I stood straighter than I had ever stood in my life. The man then stepped back, and he, and the other, inspected me, completely, walking about me. They discussed me, candidly. I could not understand their speech. My chin was very high, as the point of the dagger had left it. I trembled. I heard the small movement of the chain in the collar loop." Book 11, Slave Girl of Gor, page 12 / Chapter 2, Paragraphs 1 - 6 "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, smacking his lips. 'Master is pleased,' I said. 'Yes,' he said. 'The slave too, is then pleased,' I said." Book 11, Slave Girl of Gor, page 249

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Whip Caress / Slaver's 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." Book 4, Nomads of Gor, page 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." Book 5, Assassin of Gor, pages 294 - 295 ~¤~

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