The forms of Obeisance

" 'Perform obeisance,' I said. `I am a free woman!' she said. `Out of your own mouth you have said it,' I said. `You are a woman.' `I do not know how to do so!' she said. `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.' `Like a slave!' she said. `Do it,' I said. She looked well. `Now that,' I said, `may not be exactly a performance 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.' `Slave submission!' she cried. `Yes,' I said, `and you do it well. It looks natural on you.' '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. `Good,' I said. `Continue.' Frightened, she did so. `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 shall 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 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." Book 21, Mercenaries of Gor, pages 409 - 411 "Swiftly we assumed a common form of slave obeisance, kneeling, the pal 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." Book 22, Dancer of Gor, page 114 " 'You may perform obeisance before masters,' he said. Both the girls then bent forward and, putting the palms of their hands on the deck, lowered their heads to the boards." Book 23, Renegades of Gor, page 388 " 'I gather,' said the keeper, 'that you have had some relationship, or something to do, with these two slaves.' 'Yes.' I said. 'Slaves,' said the keeper. 'Yes, Master,' said Publia. 'Yes, Master,' said Claudia. 'You may bid Him farewell,' said the keeper, 'in a manner suitable for slaves,' 'I wish you well, Master,' said Publia, humbly, kneeling before me in her shackles and harness, putting down her head, kissing my feet. 'I wish you well, slave,' I said. 'Claudia then, too, as had Publia, was kneeling before me. She, too, put down her head. 'I, too, wish you well, Master,' she said. She then softly, delicately, kissed my feet. 'I wish you well, slave,' I said." Book 23, Renegades of Gor, page 433

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Belly

" 'On your belly,' I told her. Swiftly she fell to her belly on the tiles before me, her hands at the sides of her head." Book 16, Guardsman of Gor, page 226 ~¤~ "He snapped his fingers and pointed at his feet. She crawled to his feet on her belly. She looked up at him." Book 16, Guarsman of Gor, pages 255 - 258 "She lowered herself to her belly and , holding my ankles gently with her hands, covered my feet with kisses. Her lips, and her tongue, were warm and wet" Book 17, Savages of Gor, page 13 " '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." Book 19, Kajira of Gor, page 427 " 'Belly,' I said to Feiqa. Immediately Feiqa, trembling, went to her belly on the stained, sooted stones near the fire." Book 21, Mercenaries of Gor, page 19 " '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 shall 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 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." Book 21, Mercenaries of Gor, pages 409 - 411 " 'Approach me on your belly,' I said. She squirmed to the table, her hands still behind her." Book 23, Renegades of Gor, page 75

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"Karta"

"At his entrance Susan put the palms of her hands on the floor and lowered her head to the tiles, assuming a position of slave obeisance common with her in the presence of her master. I wondered if Ligurious's slave master required this position of all of his women. I supposed so." Book 19, Kajira of Gor, page 157

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"Prostrate"

"I knelt before the guest, putting the palms of my hands on the floor and my head to the tiles." Book 19, Kajira of Gor, page 305

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Tile

"'You may do obeisance, my dear,' said Kliomenes. The girl rose to her feet and went to Kliomenes. She knelt before him, on the dais, and put her head down. Gently, softly, she licked and kissed his feet. She then rose again to her feet, backed away, and then, on the tiles, again knelt. She put the palms of her hands upon the tiles, and lowered her head to the tiles. Then she straightened up, her back straight, assuming the position of a pleasure slave, though keeping her head bowed, deferentially." Book 15, Rogue of Gor, page 299 "As we approached, she oriented herself towards us, palms of her hands on the floor, and put her head to the tiles. But, as we neared her, she lifted her head, desperately. 'Hermidorus!' she cried, suddenly. 'Hermidorus!' He stopped before her, a few feet from her, and we stopped too, behind him. 'Do you not know me?' she begged. The chain she wore was a work sirik. It resembles the common sirik but the wrists, to permit work, are granted about a yard of chain. Like the common sirik, it is a lovely chain. Women are beautiful in it. 'Deirdre!' she cried. 'Deidre! Two years ago in Ar we lived in the same building!' He looked at her, not speaking. 'Deidre,' she whimpered. 'In the instant you were inbonded, you ceased to be Deirdre, Girl,' he said. 'Girl?' she said. 'What is your house name?' he asked. 'Oh no,' she said. 'Not you! Not you, of all people! You do not see me as a slave! You could not see me as a slave! I know you. That would be impossible! You could not relate to me as though I might be a slave! You could not! One such as you would never enforce my slavery upon me! One such as you could never do so!' Then she looked up at him, her lower lip trembling. ' "Renata" is my house name,' she said. He then removed the belt from his tunic. The accouterments on it he handed to Drusus Rencius. 'You lifted your head from the tile position before free persons had passed you, Renata,' he said 'You also addressed a free man twice by his name. Similarly your speech has been inadequately differential. It has not been interspersed, at the appropriate points, for example, by the expression "Master". You have also referred to yourself as though you still might be Deidre. Such falsifications of identity are not permitted to slaves. Deirdre is gone. In her place there is now only a slave, an animal, who must wear whatever name her Master choose to put on her. Similarly, when asked a question, that pertaining to your house name, you did not respond with sufficient promptness. Do you understand all that I am saying, fully and clearly, Renata?' She looked up at him, tears in her eyes, 'Yes Master,' she said." Book 19, Kajira of Gor, pages 145 - 146

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