19Kajira
~Kajira of Gor~
Written by John Norman
(Copyright 1983 by John Norman)
(Daw Books, Inc)


~Back Cover~
Kajira means slave-girl in Gorean. But when Tiffany Collins was kidnapped from Earth and brought to that orbital counter-world, she found herself on the throne of a mighty city as its "queen." Power seemingly was hers, and she did not realize that her true role was that of a slave puppet of a conniving woman agent of the monstrous Kurii.
But a chained slave she was destined to be, and in the course of the complex, visible and invisible, struggles between warriors and cities, between Kurii and Priest-Kings, she would play a pivotal role.
KAJIRA OF GOR is one of the most excitingly vivid novels John Norman has written. Here is all the color and terror of Gor. Here, between crown and fetters, between adulation and total submission, is the full-scale panorama of that wonderful, barbaric world as only Tarl Cabot knew it.


~Inside~
I was thrust, in a sitting position, into the box.  The ring at the back of the gag was snapped about a ring mounted at a matching height in the box.  My head was thus held in place.  For a moment the room seemed to go dark and then I gathered my wits again.  My left wrist, to my horror, was fastened back and at my left side, by straps attached to a ring.  My right wrist was then secured similarly.  In moments both of my ankles, too, had been fastened in position.  I fought to retain consciousness.  Then I was thrust back further in the box.  A broad leather strap was then drawn tightly about me.  I winced.  Then it was buckled shut.
  I could hardly move.   I looked at the men, from the box.
"She is secured," said one of the men.
The man in charge nodded.  "Close the container, " he said.  I was plunged into darkness.
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~Quotations from the book, Kajira of Gor~
"The room was a large one, and extremely colorful.  The floor was of glossy, scarlet tiles.  The walls, too, were tiled, and glossy, and covered with bold, swirling designs, largely worked out in yellow and black tiles.  At one point there was a large, scarlet pelt on the floor.  Against some of the walls there were chests, heavy chests, which opened from the top.  There were mirrors, too, here and there, and one was behind something like a low vanity.  I also saw a small, low table.  It was near the couch.  There were also, mostly near the walls, some cushions about.  To one side there was a large, sunken basin.  This was, perhaps, I thought, a tub.  There was no water in it, however, and no visible faucets."
~Kajira of Gor, page 37~



"There is something on your left leg," I said, "high, on the thigh, just under the hip."
I saw this through the almost diaphanous, white, floral-print tunic she wore."
~Kajira of Gor, page 46~



“This is warmed chocolate,” I said, pleased.  It was very rich and creamy.
“Yes, Mistress,” said the girl.
“It is very good,” I said.
“Thank you, Mistress,” she said.
“Is it from Earth?” I asked.
“Not directly,” she said.  “Many things here, of course, ultimately have an Earth origin.  It is not improbable that the beans from which the first cacao trees on this world were grown were brought from Earth.”
“Do the trees grow near here?” I asked.
“No, Mistress,” she said.  “We obtain the beans, from which the chocolate is made, from Cosian merchants, who, in turn, obtain them in the tropics.”
~Kajira of Gor, page 61~



“What is a Tatrix?” I asked.   “A female ruler,” she said."
~Kajira of Gor, page 66~



"And what then" I asked, "do you think I would bring?"
He looked at me, smiling.
"What?" I asked.
"I would think," he said, "that you would bring somewhere between fifteen and twenty copper tarsks."
"Copper tarsks!" I cried.
"Yes" he said.
"Beast" I cried. "Beast"
"But remember," he said smiling, "it is slaves who are assessed and have prices.  Free women are priceless."
"Yes," I said, somewhat mollified, stepping back. "Yes!"  I must remember that I was priceless.  I was a free woman.”
~Kajira of Gor, page 97~



"I can still see your hair," said Drusus Renclus.
I drew the hood angrily even more closely about my features.  Little more now could be seen of me, as is common with the robes of concealment, but a bit of the bridge of my nose and my eyes”
~Kajira of Gor, page  99~



"In most paga taverns," he said, "free women are not permitted. In some they are."
~Kajira of Gor, page 122~



“Slaves can enter taverns, can they not?” I asked.
”If on an errand, or in the company of a free person,” he said…...
”Sometimes,”  said he,  “they are even taken to such places by their masters, that they may see the paga slaves, and the dancers, and thus learn from them how to serve even more deliciously and lasciviously in the privacy of their own quarters.”
~Kajira of Gor, pages 122 & 123~



“Insubordination, slaves are quickly taught, is not acceptable, in any way, to the Gorean master.”
~Kajira of Gor, page 123~



“They wore short tunics but they were not slaves.  Goreans sometimes refer to such women as 'strays.'  They are civic nuisances.  They are occasionally rounded up, guardsmen appearing at opposite ends of an alley, trapping them, and collared.”
~Kajira of Gor, page 139~



"...there were rooms where such subjects as the care and dressing of hair, the application of cosmetics, the selection and use of perfumes, manicure and pedicure, and slave costuming were taught."
~Kajira of Gor, page 147~



“"I suppose," I said, "I should be pleased that you did not order me to strip completely and kneel before you."
"You are, of course," he said, "a free woman."
“Yet it seems,” I said, “if only implicitly, you have threatened me.”
"Suitable disciplines and punishments may be arranged for a free woman," he said, "suitable to her status and dignity."
"I am sure of it," I said, ironically.”
~Kajira of Gor, page 174~



“He had called me a 'slut'.  I did not really mind this.  Indeed, something in me relished it.  I remembered how I had behaved in the furs.  The expression was, perhaps, I thought, with a shudder, quite appropriate.  Certainly he had not permitted me to relate to him, in the least, in the inhibitory modalities of dignity and respect; accordingly, I had found myself relating to him in a deep, real, primitive, sexual, natural, biological manner, in a manner certainly not that of a free woman, but rather of a slave or slut.  Doubtless this was supposed to be a part of his vengeance on me, but I, nonetheless, found it quite fulfilling.  Something in me found it quite rewarding to relate to a man in this fashion.  Too, I found it stimulating knowing that if I did not please him he might punish me.”
~Kajira of Gor, page 238~



"As a child I had had some fillings in the molar area, on the lower left side.
“They are common in barbarians,” said the first man.
“Yes,” said Durbar, “But those of the caste of physicians can do such things.  I have seen them in some Gorean girls.”
“That is true,” admitted the first man.
These fellows must also know that doubtless such things might be found occasionally in the mouths of some Gorean men.  On the other hand, of course, they would not have been likely to have seen them there. They would have seen them, presumably, only in the mouths of girls, slaves.  One of the things that a master commonly checks in a female he is considering buying is the number and condition of her teeth."
~Kajira of Gor page  258~



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



“Such thoughts are surely to be reserved for the second or third knowledge,” said another man.
”I am a man,”  said another.  “I repudiate the distinctions between knowledges.  Knowledge is one.  It is only knowers who are many.”
“We are not Initiates,” said another man.  “Our status, prestige and livelihood do not depend on the perpetuation of ignorance and the propagation of superstition.”
“Heresy!” cried a fellow.
“I shall inquire into truth as I please,” said another.  “I am a free man.”
~Kajira of Gor, page 387~



"The classical knowledge distinctions on Gor tend to follow caste lines, the first knowledge being regarded as appropriate for the lower castes and the second knowledge for the higher castes. That there is a third knowledge, that of Priest-Kings, is also a common belief. The distinctions, however, between knowledge tend to be somewhat imperfect and artificial. For example, the second knowledge, while required of the higher castes and not of the lower castes, is not prohibited to the lower castes. It is not a body of secret or jealously guarded truths, for example. Gorean libraries, like the tables of Kaissa tournaments, tend to be open to men of all castes."
~Kajira of Gor, Page 388 & 389~



"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, page 422~



“You look well at my feet, Slut," He said.”
~Kajira of Gor, page 422~



"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, page 427~



"Then, crawling, swiftly, crying out, half dragged, I was pulled by the hair to the center of the room.  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 hands 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, page 434~



“Do some men care for their slaves,” I asked, “just a little?”
“Some men care for them much more than a little,” he said.
“Even natural slaves?”  I asked.
“Those are the best sort,”  he said.”
~Kajira of Gor, page 436~



"Curiosity is not becoming in a Kajira." he said
"Nonetheless," I said,  "we are notoriously curious.  Doubtless the saying would not otherwise have gained such wide currency."
~Kajira of Gor, page 443~
~Memorable Passages~
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