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A kajira is this ~
she serves with passion and pride
she loves her Master because He makes her follow her slave
belly
she is submissive to all Free people and bites her tongue if
jealous because she can be killed for it
she is totally satisfied and yet has a hard life because she
must see her Master purchase and use other kajira and perhaps take a Free
Companion, who she must always be differential to, even when she does not feel
like it
that is the reality of kajira
a kajira is valued greatly and well known by her Master
brought to heights of pleasure that Free Women can only dream
about
and yet she is fearful that He may at any time cast her aside
a kajira's life is filled with uncertainty and joy and
submission and fear and rapture and disappointment
that is kajira
a girl cannot serve with no emotions
if she does she is wooden and displeasing
it is full of contradictions and hard
it is also the pinnacle of pleasure at times
There Y/you have it, the humble opinion of Master Tarquin.
Quotes
"Most female slaves," said Hassan, "walk very
proudly. They are proud of their slavery, and their mastery by men. They have
learned their womanhood. It has been taught to them. In their way, though
imbonded, totally, I suppose they are the truest and freest of women. They are
closest, perhaps, to the essentials of the female, those of subservience to the
masculine will, obedience, service, and pleasure. In being most themselves,
utter slave, they are most free. This is paradoxical, to be sure. Most girls,
verbally, will object to slavery, but this half-hearted, pouting, ineffectual
rhetoric is belied by the joy of their behavior. No girl who has not been a
slave can understand the joy of it, the profundity and freedom. The objections
of girls to slavery, I have noted, are usually not objections to the institution
which, in the sweet heat of their bodies, they love dearly, and fear only to
lose, but to a given master. Given the proper master they are quite content. In
the proper collar a woman is serene and joyful."
"How can you talk to me like this and yet keep me a
slave?" she asked. "I do not detect the difficulty," I said.
"Oh," she said. "One of the pleasant things about owning a
slave," I said, "is the opportunity to converse with her, to listen to
her, to hear her express herself, her feelings and ideas. One can learn much
from a slave. Many slaves, like yourself, are highly intelligent. They can
express themselves articulately, clearly, trenchantly and lyrically. It is a
great pleasure to talk with them." "I see," she said. "Then,
when one wishes," I said, "one puts them back on their knees."
"You are cruel," she said. "Kiss me, Slave," I said.
"Yes, Master," she said, and kissed me, softly.
"You are a slave," I said. "You are owned. You
are a female. You will be forced to be a woman.If you were free, and Gorean, you
might be permitted by men to remain as you are, but you are neither Gorean nor
free. The Gorean man will accept no compromise on your femininity, not from a
slave. She will be what he wishes, and that is a woman, fully, and his. If
necessary you will be whipped or starved. You may fight your master. He will, if
he wishes, permit this, to prolong the sport of your conquest, but in the end,
it is you who are the slave; it is you who will lose. On Earth you had the
society at your back, the result of centuries of feminization; he could not so
much as speak harshly to you but you could rush away or summon magistrates;
here, however, society is not at your back, but at his; it will abet him in his
wishes, for you are only a slave; you will have no one to call, nowhere to run;
you will be alone with him, and at his mercy. Further, he has not been
conditioned with counterinstinctual value sets, programmed with guilt, taught
self-hatred; he has been taught pride and has, in the very air he breathes,
imbibed the mastery of females. These are different men. They are not
Earthlings. They are Goreans. They are strong, and they are hard, and they will
conquer you. For a man of Earth, you might never be a woman. For a man of Gor, I
assure you, my dear, sooner or later you will be."
~ Tribesman of Gor p. 12
"I have wondered sometimes if a man to be a man must not master a woman
and if a woman to be a woman must not know herself mastered."
~ Outlaw of Gor p. 206
"Some ninety-five percent of Gorean slaves are female, and that some
ninety percent of these fit into this category of slaves who must figure into
their duties, the serving of the pleasure of men. The female slave on Gor,
knowing herself owned, is usually in little doubt as to what can occur to her in
her slavery. The next level of slaves is that of male silk slaves. These usually
bring higher prices, on the whole, than female pleasure slaves. This, it seems
to me, is purely a matter of supply and demand. Female pleasure slaves, given
slave raids and the sacking of cities, are relatively plentiful on Gor. Male
silk slaves are not. The most valuable general category of slaves, however, much
to the chagrin of some male silk slaves, is that of the particularly desirable
female. These are usually extraordinarily beautiful Gorean girls, once of high
caste. Sometimes they are dancers. The prizes purchased by Ubars and rich men
for their pleasure gardens usually belong to the types of girls included in this
general category. Girls of political interest, too, it might be mentioned, are
usually included in this category. For example, a captured, enslaved, Ubara
would commonly bring a very handsome price. These general remarks, dealing only
with with major and obvious categories, should be understood as no more than a
crude orientation to the subject matter as a whole. A girl who seems to most men
only a low-grade kettle-and-mat girl may be to a given man very precious. She
may be as valuable to him as a collared Ubara, one who must now, strictly, be
taught her duties as a slave."
~ Fighting Slave of Gor p. 163
"My original name was Susan," she said. "My last name does
not matter. When I became a slave, of course, my name was gone. Animals do not
have names, except as their masters might choose to name them. The name 'Susan'
was again put upon me, but now, of course, I have it only as a slave name."
~ Kajira of Gor p. 57
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