Present:
Thorrn
Zoran
Bretval
Venator
Austin
Rogan
LionHeart
rykl
ruby
natasha
galah
aurora
ayrie
asta
aura
flicka
Bretval {meral}:Merchant 20:17:24 pm CDT
As senior pledged patron lets get on the road
Anything that needs to be discussed... send Me a PM
flicka~ slave of Keeper. ~GS~ fg. 20:17:47 pm CDT
~smiles at Master Bretval.~
Bretval {meral}:Merchant 20:25:30 pm CDT
Nothing so far... but I had a question... does anyone know if anyone is going to lead book club while Lady Lita is laid up?
aura{Hunter} - sister to mirren 20:26:26 pm CDT
listens as Master Brevtal speaks...
Zoran Merchant ~Mentor~ 20:26:49 pm CDT
I think for now they have called it off Betrval
Austin - Scholar- 20:28:01 pm CDT
The Ebook club led by Bretval has been gong very well
Zoran Merchant ~Mentor~ 20:29:29 pm CDT
Looks to Bretval may I make a anoucement
ruby~{Randolph}~t 20:29:38 pm CDT
Master Bretval
loving the
Gorean Reading Society
Bretval {meral}:Merchant 20:30:33 pm CDT
Tal Captain Thorrn... I will step aside... there have been to topics for Forum as yet
{asta} Rogan 💗 His divine beauty 20:30:33 pm CDT
~listens quietly~
Thorrn, Captain & Slavemaster 20:32:39 pm CDT
to topics
means two topics or no topics Bretval ?
Typoes can be confusing *l*
aura{Hunter} - sister to mirren 20:33:23 pm CDT
her browns look toward Master Zoran...
Thorrn, Captain & Slavemaster 20:33:34 pm CDT
I hear someone has to make an announcement ... go ahead Zoran
Bretval {meral}:Merchant 20:34:25 pm CDT
Well Zoran has an announcement to make
ruby~{Randolph}~t 20:34:38 pm CDT
dark gold flecked eyes look to Master Zoran
Zoran Merchant ~Mentor~ 20:35:24 pm CDT
I would like to invite you all this thursday
As the match will be a fun one
As my two brothers
Austin and Venator will face me in a spar
2 on 1
It be like when we were growing up agian laughs
I am sure who mother will be cheering for
Venator-Warrior 20:35:47 pm CDT
Chuckles
flicka~ slave of Keeper. ~GS~ fg. 20:36:00 pm CDT
~waits with baited breath to hear Master Zoran.~
rykl.{Frederick} 20:36:41 pm CDT
Ohhhh how exciting
Venator-Warrior 20:36:46 pm CDT
Austin will make an excellent shield.
Zoran Merchant ~Mentor~ 20:37:12 pm CDT
Laughs at Venator
Austin - Scholar- 20:37:50 pm CDT
I swore I was gong to be good tonight but I have to laugh... and looks at my Brother Venator... ;Has Zoran... been into your brown water today?
ayrie{Thadron} 20:37:53 pm CDT
~grins hearing Master Zoran
Or Who "Momma" is going to get into for Hurting His Brother
Thorrn, Captain & Slavemaster 20:38:02 pm CDT
a 2 : 1 spar, that sound sexciting.
I wish all 3 good luck for that and ma ybe i will be in at Thursday
natasha{Zoran} 20:38:09 pm CDT
grins
that will be a fun one, Master
will have to bring extra clothes and healing salve, tho
...for Your brothers
ruby~{Randolph}~t 20:38:15 pm CDT
claps hands softly
ohhhh...so exciting
Rogan 20:38:24 pm CDT
-Nods listening to the announcement-
flicka~ slave of Keeper. ~GS~ fg. 20:38:41 pm CDT
~wriggling a little, thinking of Manly sweat and a little blood perhaps, Masters panting as They display Their prowess, muscles bulging, glistening with the heat of Their struggle.~
Oh my. ~flicka fans herself.~
Zoran Merchant ~Mentor~ 20:38:46 pm CDT
I figure it is the only way it is a fair fight Austin
ayrie{Thadron} 20:39:00 pm CDT
On to not into
~laughs
Thorrn, Captain & Slavemaster 20:39:16 pm CDT
As there is no topic tonight i will tell a story, a fairy tale of old times of the old gods of a gorean world
Zoran Merchant ~Mentor~ 20:39:51 pm CDT
Smikes to mine yes
We must be nice they are family
natasha{Zoran} 20:40:14 pm CDT
eyes turn to the Jarl, ears perking at the mention of tales of old, listening intently
ruby~{Randolph}~t 20:40:27 pm CDT
Jarl Thorrn
oh a bed time story
listens intently
Thorrn, Captain & Slavemaster 20:40:30 pm CDT
In old times travelelrs in the hostages gathered in the evening around a fire and if they were lucky one strated to tell a stroy and all listened eagerly - there was no tv and no cinema yet *l*
ayrie{Thadron} 20:40:39 pm CDT
~turns her attention to Jarl Thorrn
Zoran Merchant ~Mentor~ 20:40:40 pm CDT
Listen to Thorrn
{asta} Rogan 💗 His divine beauty 20:40:54 pm CDT
*settles back against Master's chest and listens to the tale*
Thorrn, Captain & Slavemaster 20:41:26 pm CDT
if the stroy has been good and was apprecitaed the story teller got free drinks, free meal and of cause the most beautiful daughter of the host *chuckles*
rykl.{Frederick} 20:42:30 pm CDT
Hazels get big listening
Thorrn, Captain & Slavemaster 20:43:31 pm CDT
I donīt know if the slaves have bene allowed to listen too but too nightthe Free will generous and let the slave listen - so girls curl around the feet of your Masters and keep them warm, cosy and in desire to touch the girlīs bodies - just because this feel good
winks to the new girl ana to curl around My feet
Thorrn, Captain & Slavemaster 20:44:27 pm CDT
any slave whoīs Master is not in tonight rushes to an unserved MAster ... and Me has two feet to care for a slave *twinkles to ayrie*
Thorrn, Captain & Slavemaster 20:45:48 pm CDT
This is the story how Dira became the goddess of the slave girls.
IOf cause the story teller doesnīt invent such stories, he tells them and this story i found in a book of John Norman, the Telnarian Histories Trilogy.
Thorrn, Captain & Slavemaster 20:46:10 pm CDT
How Dira became the Goddess of slave girls
1
Dira is the goddess of slave girls, and is herself a slave girl of the gods. She functions,
too, as a goddess of love and beauty. Dira, as her legend goes, was an unhappy, haughty,
frigid goddess, who regarded herself as superior to the other gods.
Now Orak, the king of the gods, was one day pondering the making of men, and other creatures,
and what would be the appropriate arts and occupations of these creatures, and their natures,
races, and kinds. He made things that lived on the land and in the sea, and even things that
could fly in the air. He made many different sorts of things, and over a very long time.
Indeed, according to the stories, he still makes things, new things, as they occur to him,
according to his caprice, or curiosity, interested in seeing how they will turn out.
This is one reason there are so many different things in the world. He made the gazelle for
the vi-cat, so it would have something to hunt and eat, and the lamb for the lion, and so on.
And, too, seeing how often men were lonely and angry, and restless, he made the slave girl,
to love and serve men, not so much unlike he had made the gazelle for the vi-cat and the lamb
for the lion, and he put a slave girl in every woman, hiding her there.
aura{Hunter} - sister to mirren 20:46:29 pm CDT
moves with haste to Jarl Thorrn feet....wriggles
Thorrn, Captain & Slavemaster 20:47:53 pm CDT
smiles down to aura
and winks ana to curl too to My feet while the girl listens
aura{Hunter} - sister to mirren 20:48:25 pm CDT
ana over here petal...Jarl Thorrn said for you to sit at his feet....
Thorrn, Captain & Slavemaster 20:48:27 pm CDT
"How silly!" had said Dira, laughing, tossing her pretty head and, turning with a swirl of
her voluminous, pure-white garments, left the hall of the gods.
But Dira, learning of the making of the slave girl, had, for a moment, unnoted by the other
gods, trembled, and had felt a troubling, unaccountable stirring between her lovely thighs.
Now Dira had often criticized the works of Orak, who did not care for that.
"How is it," asked Andrak, the artisan and builder of ships, "that men should have more than the gods?"
"How is it," asked Foebus, the swift god, the carrier of messages,"that men should have slave girls and we none?"
"Surely that is not right," said Tylethius, the maker of whips and breeder of dragons.
"No!" cried Orak, with a roar like thunder, rising to his feet.
Far off, Dira heard this, and was puzzled, wondering what it might mean.
"Forge magic chains, hunting chains," said Orak to Andrak, the artisan.
Dira heard this, and was apprehensive.
"Call your dragons that can herd like hounds," said Orak to Tylethius.
"And braid a whip fit to lash a goddess!"
Dira heard this and was muchly frightened.
She heard pounding in the smithy of Andrak.
She heard the howling of the dragons of Tylethius.
She summoned up her powers.
But Orak, king of the gods, put forth his hand, and her powers were gone.
Though a goddess she was now little more than a woman.
Then Orak put forth his powers, and they were like winds and storms.
"Go," said he, to his hawks, "and bring me the garments of Dira!"
And with cries they were awing, fiercely.
aura{Hunter} - sister to mirren 20:49:02 pm CDT
melts as Jarl Thorrn smiles....her heart races
Thorrn, Captain & Slavemaster 20:50:19 pm CDT
tells the story with a gentle, monotous voice adapted to the silence of the night so wwe hear the story and hear the crackling of the campfire
The story consits of 7 parts, i already shortened it,
If iīm posting too quickly just press the slow motion button (means - say so *l*)
Rogan 20:50:44 pm CDT
-Holds asta smiling at the story-
{asta} Rogan 💗 His divine beauty 20:52:03 pm CDT
*cuddles into her Master, eyes wide as she listens to the story, a soft shivering traveling her body*
Thorrn, Captain & Slavemaster 20:52:25 pm CDT
Dira, alone, deprived of her powers, little more now than a woman, cried out in fear, and
began to run, but in a moment she found herself in the shadow of the wings of the hawks of
Orak, who, crying shrilly, descended upon her, and, with their beaks and talons, tore away
her snowy garments, leaving her on the plain, terrified, naked, and bloody.
And then she heard the clanking of chains, like snakes, leaving the hall of the gods, and
she fled, and fled, and hid herself in a dark, deep cave, cold and trembling, but the chains,
slowly, sniffing like dogs, followed her, deep into the earth.
"No!" cried Dira, backed against a wall of the cave, at its very end, but one of the chains,
even in the darkness, near the ground, like a snake, unerringly, striking, snapped its ring
about her ankle, as the legend has it, the left. Her right ankle was caught then by the next
chain. As she reached down, hoping to free her ankles, her left and right wrists were seized
by two other chains. Then the four chains began to draw her, protesting and weeping, out of
the cave, upward, to the upper air, where two dragons, like hounds, with breaths of fire,
were waiting for her. Then, dragged by the chains, and hastened by the dragons with their
breaths of fire, scorching the earth and grass, and the stones at her feet, she was conducted
across the plains, and into the hills, and into the mountains, and up the secret mountain
trail, hidden from mortals, to the wide marble steps, the thousand steps, leading yet farther
upward, to the hall of the gods, and thence she was conducted up the steps, and into the great
marble-floored hall itself, where, on that great, smooth expanse of marble flooring, the gods
sitting about in council upon their thrones, the chains, by themselves, whipped about four rings
in the floor prepared by Andrak, and welded themselves shut.
"I beg mercy!" cried Dira.
ana [GS~O] 20:53:28 pm CDT
Enters quietly and goes over Jarl Thorn and kneels
Thorrn, Captain & Slavemaster 20:54:57 pm CDT
These four rings were placed directly before the throne of Orak.
She knew she had many faults, but she had never expected to be punished for them, because she was a goddess.
But now she was afraid.
"Mercy!" she whispered.
"How beautiful she is!" marveled many of the gods.
"Clothe her!" cried Umba, the consort of Orak.
Orak lifted his hand and a tiny, narrow rag, of no more than half an inch in width, of bright
red, wrapped itself twice about the left wrist of Dira, and knotted itself shut.
Umba cried out in fury and left the hall, and so, too, did the other female deities,
leaving Dira with only male gods about. The beauty of Dira had not made her popular with
the other goddesses.
Orak raised his hand again, and the tiny rag about her wrist vanished.
The gods murmured their approval.
"Kneel," said Orak.
Dira knelt.
This was the first time that Dira knelt. She did not dare to disobey.
The hawks of Orak were perched upon the back of his throne.
The dragons of Tylethius were behind her, one to each side,
"You have been petty, and haughty, and troublesome," said Orak.
"You have been supercilious and cruel."
"You have taken my powers," she said. "I am little more now than a mortal woman."
"But one who is very beautiful," said Andrak.
"What is in your eyes?" she asked.
"It is desire," said Orak.
Dira trembled.
"Do you find it amusing that I have made slave girls?" asked Orak.
"No," said Dira.
"Do you object in any way?"
"No," said Dira.
"Do you find it fitting?" asked Orak.
"Yes," said Dira.
"But they are unimportant, and worthless," said Orak.
"Yes," said Dira.
"And one may do what one wishes with them," said Orak.
"Yes," said Dira.
ruby~{Randolph}~t 20:55:47 pm CDT
sounds like the six thongs dance...listens close
rykl.{Frederick} 20:57:15 pm CDT
Captivated by the story
Thorrn, Captain & Slavemaster 20:57:33 pm CDT
"Bring the lash," said Orak.
Andrak produced the lash which Tylethius had braided.
"What are you going to do?" asked Dira.
"Put her hair forward," said Orak.
Her hair was thrown forward, before her body. Tylethius did this.
"What are you going to do?" asked Dira.
"Lean forward, so that you are on all fours," said Orak.
Dira complied.
"What are you going to do?" she asked.
"Surely you suspect," said Orak.
"But I am a goddess!" she said.
"Lash her," said Orak.
In a moment the lash, wielded by Andrak, the artisan and builder of ships, fell upon the goddess.
In another moment she was prone in her chains upon the floor, aghast and helpless,
clinging disbelievingly to one of the rings with her small, chained hands.
"Please stop!" she cried.
Instantly, at a sign from Orak, the beating stopped.
Dira gasped for breath, shuddering, aflame with pain.
"You see, you received your way," said Orak.
"Yes!" gasped Dira, sobbing.
Then, at a sign from Orak, Andrak, the artisan god and the builder of ships, put again
the cunningly braided leather to the back of the startled, chained beauty.
"Stop!" she cried. "Please, please stop!"
But this time the lash continued to fall and Dira, in consternation, bewildered, helpless,
writhed under it, tangled in her chains, crying out for mercy.
Then Orak indicated that Andrak should desist, and Andrak stepped back, coiling the whip.
"You see," said Orak, "this time you did not receive your way."
"No!" gasped Dira.
{asta} Rogan 💗 His divine beauty 20:59:51 pm CDT
*shivers lightly*
Thorrn, Captain & Slavemaster 21:00:44 pm CDT
"Kneel!" roared Orak, and Dira scrambled to her knees.
"Thus it is shown to you," said Orak, "that, from this moment on, though you are a goddess,
what is done to you, and what you must do, are no longer dependent upon your will, but upon the will of others."
Dira shuddered.
"Do you prefer to be fed alive to the dragons of Tylethius?" asked Orak.
"No!" said Dira. "No!"
"No longer will it be men alone who have slave girls," said Orak.
The gods in the hall acclaimed this wisdom, and shouted, and clashed weapons.
"You will be the first of the slave girls of the gods," said Orak.
"I pronounce you slave," said Orak, "and give you the name 'Dira.' "
And it was thusly done that the goddess, Dira, became the first of the many slave girls
of the gods, and received, too, the name "Dira,"though then, of course, as a mere slave name.
Many, of course, are the stories and legends of Dira, how she served, how she learned to dance,
how it was that she invented cosmetics, and jewelry, utilized even by free women, how it
came about, in disputes concerning her ownership, that she was branded, how Andrak first
forged a slave anklet, and later bracelets and collars, and such things, but we have time
to note but a particle of these things.
Among such stories, of course, is that of the sexual conquest of Dira by Orak, in which she
learns her slavery, and rejoices in it, and thrives in it, living to love and serve selflessly,
finding her meaning and ecstasy in her own subordination, her own ravishment and conquest.
Thorrn, Captain & Slavemaster 21:03:33 pm CDT
Orak, as we may recall, as the stories have it, hid a slave girl within each woman.
Naturally the hidden slave girl seeks to come forth, and be accepted, that she may rejoice and
serve, and become openly the woman which she secretly is, just as. In the end, then, the slave girl
is the woman, and the woman is the slave girl. As this is commonly understood, though seldom
so baldly put, women are by nature the natural slaves of men.
we can understand the devotion to Dira among many female slaves.
Indeed, sometimes even free maidens, and older free women, pray to Dira,
that she may help them attract a desired male, that she may teach them something of the wiles of
the slave, that she may consent to imbue them with at least a little of the softness,
the vulnerability, the sensuousness, and the subtle sexual magnetism, of the female slave.
But the devotion to Dira, of course, is most profound among female slaves.
It is said that for a time, you see, most of the occupations and professions of men had
their particular tutelary deities, their supervising gods, who took a special interest in
certain vocations, trades, crafts, and such. An obvious example would be the devotion to Andrak
of smiths and shipbuilders. But slave girls had, for a time, it was said, no such god or goddess.
Dira, who was herself a slave, of course, saw this, and one morning, after, on all fours, bringing
Orak his sandals in her teeth, she brought his attention to the matter. "They have no special god,"
she pointed out, "to enlighten them, to inspire them, to bring joy to them, to bring them special
graces, to aid them, to instruct and comfort them."
"But they are slaves," said Orak, "and are unimportant, and worthless."
"I, too, am a slave, Master," said Dira, "and am unimportant, and worthless."
"True!" laughed Orak, striking his knee in amusement. "Be then their goddess."
"Yes, Master!" said Dira, and that is how, according to the stories, Dira, the enslaved goddess,
became the goddess of slave girls.
Taken from John Normanīs Telnarain Histories Trilogy
Please keep the silence and the tension a few more ihn because i wnat to add a final remark to the story of John Norman
{asta} Rogan 💗 His divine beauty 21:03:58 pm CDT
*her belly afire, her eyes wide, she turns her head and looks into the Steel Blues of the One that owns her, heart, body, mind and soul*
Rogan 21:06:31 pm CDT
-Kisses your soft lips then smiles-
Thorrn, Captain & Slavemaster 21:07:46 pm CDT
Final remark
This was the story of how Dira became the goddess of slaves as a slave is hidden in every woman and
needs to come out and be herself in the service to men - whether she is slave, Free Women or goddess,
they are all slaves in the inside and by nature - they are no princesses even not when being the love slave of
a Master.
It tells the women what slavery means, to be totally subject to the will of men and that it is their
destination to please them and to submit to them.
For us Men often a woman is like a goddess so much canwe love her, womanīs hair pulls strong then the strongets truck, as a saying goes - but the story reminds Us that we shall not forget, even that goddess to Our heart is a slave and needs and wants to be treated as slave. A gorean saying is the stronger a Maste rloves His slave the deeper and tougher must be her slavery to not make a fool of the Man.
I told this as a memory to the slave i found 7 years ago and put in my collar. She knew already that
she was a slave and yearned to feel the steel of the Master who will teach her her slavery to the fullest,
without any mercy and no way to bail out no matter how tough it may come for her.
That was what she had looked for and what her Master demanded from her, nothing less than everything,
nothing to withhold by the slave and that is what she gave her Master.
A true slave by heart and nature who made her Master know that he had found his love slave.
My slave snowrose is now gone for ever from GS, she will not return anymore as she found her new duties
in rt life and sometimes duty means to scarifice what you love for something which ranks higher.
My collar will remain on her neck forever because she was borne for it and that will not change anymore
but she will not be back here anymore.
She was a worthless but very wonderful and unimportant but very remarkable slave.
It would be foolish to put a happy rt life as newly wed on risk.
Sometimes we have to make decisions and not sit on the fences.
Zoran Merchant ~Mentor~ 21:09:58 pm CDT
Listens to the words of the Slave Master
My hand slide to the one on my lap and leans to her kissing her neck
Thorrn, Captain & Slavemaster 21:11:07 pm CDT
and this is the story i wanted to tell, a story about slaves and slavery - and hopefully intersting for Masters too
*S*
{asta} Rogan 💗 His divine beauty 21:11:13 pm CDT
*a single tear falls at the mention of her trainer and friend and sister, snowrose...she will forever be missed..
natasha{Zoran} 21:11:52 pm CDT
shivers under her Master's touch, his lips searing a path of fire on her skin, spellbound by his touch and the tale of old
Zoran Merchant ~Mentor~ 21:12:10 pm CDT
Nods to the. Captian placing my hand on my chest
Bowing my head
Rogan 21:12:19 pm CDT
A very nice story in deed Captain. -Nods- Thank you for telling it to us.
Austin - Scholar- 21:12:28 pm CDT
Nods to Thorrn... very much so .. was interesting to read the about slavery and about the needs of women - to serve and obeye*
flicka~ slave of Keeper. ~GS~ fg. 21:12:36 pm CDT
fare well snow.
ruby~{Randolph}~t 21:13:01 pm CDT
dabbing her eyes rt...snowrose very special in rubys Gorean journey
Bretval {meral}:Merchant 21:14:29 pm CDT
she will be missed by all that knew her
Thorrn, Captain & Slavemaster 21:14:35 pm CDT
smiles to ruby and blows the girl a kiss in the gorean way
*S*S*S
rykl.{Frederick} 21:15:24 pm CDT
Takes a moment to wish the absolute best for snowrose in her rt
She surely deserves it
ruby~{Randolph}~t 21:15:53 pm CDT
catches Jarl Thorrns kiss
places it to her heart...nodding
Austin - Scholar- 21:16:41 pm CDT
snowrose was one of a kind... and you both were great together..
ayrie{Thadron} 21:16:57 pm CDT
~allows tears to fall, so in awe of the strength of snowrose and the beautiful, poignant story
Thorrn, Captain & Slavemaster 21:18:05 pm CDT
The Lenarian Histories Trilogy , which got in 2015 (!) completted by a 4th book is a kind of gorean life in roman & greek style. It is quite good - but a very lengthy stroy , like we know that flaw of good ole John.
One needs some patience to read that trilogy - but is iīm Slavemaster i need patience anyways *L*
Zoran Merchant ~Mentor~ 21:18:33 pm CDT
She was one of a kind but rt must be first even if it tears your heart
flicka~ slave of Keeper. ~GS~ fg. 21:19:04 pm CDT
~eyes turning inward at the memory of snow, the early battles they had that slowly morphed into a deep friendship, a mutual respect, a strong love for each other.~
Jarl Thorrn, snow was special You took her from an unformed young woman into what she is today. Together You forged a wonderful person.
galah{RA} 21:19:17 pm CDT
what a wonderful lesson today, thank you Jarl Thorrn
Thorrn, Captain & Slavemaster 21:20:00 pm CDT
from time to time in wide gaps we are still in eamil contact and so i will forward the good thoughts written tonight to her - she misses GS (and her Master) muchly but i can not be anymore.
{asta} Rogan 💗 His divine beauty 21:20:10 pm CDT
*wonders if Jarl Thorrn just said the slaves try His patience*
*blows Him a sultry kiss and winks*
flicka~ slave of Keeper. ~GS~ fg. 21:21:23 pm CDT
nay asta, ~low laugh~ He would never even hint at that, He thinks us all paragons of perfection.
Austin - Scholar- 21:22:14 pm CDT
Pats my Good Friend Thorrn on the back..... I appreciate you sharing tonight .... this had to be difficult..
Rogan 21:22:25 pm CDT
-Bust out laughing- Paragons of perfection? Right!
{asta} Rogan 💗 His divine beauty 21:22:30 pm CDT
*throws her head back and laughs merrily at mistress flicka's words*
suuuuuuuuuuuuuuuure He does....*grins*
Zoran Merchant ~Mentor~ 21:22:32 pm CDT
If flika were wooden puppet right now her nose would be growing laughs
Venator-Warrior 21:22:47 pm CDT
Chuckles at flicka
Thorrn, Captain & Slavemaster 21:24:31 pm CDT
nods with a smile to flicka
she was of great slave stuff and a great person what what i got to know about hr, also clever, full of energy to go to her goals and she reached them, and she has a warm heart for people and cares in many ways for them ... i had easy though stubborn work to mould her to what she became as female *S*
just one more private secrte, most of you know that snowrose was a damn young women and when i got to know that was why i procastinated a lot to take her as My slave, i was afraid to do any harm to a young one , i had to learn that she really needed that slavery to be free and rto develop herslef in it. She was a great specimen for that gorean saying that slavery makes a woman free.
flicka~ slave of Keeper. ~GS~ fg. 21:24:50 pm CDT
~shocked, utterly shocked~ Are people indicating that flicka is fibbing? Flicka the august first girl of Gorean Shores, telling porkies? Never. This girl is the vestal of verisimilitude.
Thorrn, Captain & Slavemaster 21:25:42 pm CDT
whispers to asta ... ALL females challange the patience of Men *big grin and chuckle*
Believe Me, i know what iīm talking about.
{asta} Rogan 💗 His divine beauty 21:26:25 pm CDT
may a girl ask a totally unrelated question of Tthose gathered?
ayrie{Thadron} 21:27:08 pm CDT
~giggles at mistress
Thorrn, Captain & Slavemaster 21:28:29 pm CDT
Lenarian Histories Trilogy
smh at My typoes ... They grow and get silier each week
Telnarian Histories Trilogy
Thorrn, Captain & Slavemaster 21:29:00 pm CDT
nods to asta .... good ahead *S*
Zoran Merchant ~Mentor~ 21:29:40 pm CDT
Laughs at flika
Thorrn, Captain & Slavemaster 21:30:33 pm CDT
flicka - paragons of perfection wouldnīt need a Slavemaster to teach and educate and discipline them *l*
{asta} Rogan 💗 His divine beauty 21:30:55 pm CDT
one is wondering, has Aany heard from Master Kuurus in the past (almost) two weeks?
flicka~ slave of Keeper. ~GS~ fg. 21:32:32 pm CDT
~thinking a slave always has the last word~
Yes Jarl Thorrn.
Thorrn, Captain & Slavemaster 21:32:39 pm CDT
scratches My head and tries to remember about Master Kuurus, He is always so quickly in and out that one often does remembers that He has been in.
I donīt know right now, asta
{asta} Rogan 💗 His divine beauty 21:32:55 pm CDT
all she knows is He is somewhere near the fires in Canada and those she knows also on His facebook, have not heard from Him either.
Rogan 21:33:29 pm CDT
I have not seen him pet.
Thorrn, Captain & Slavemaster 21:35:43 pm CDT
If there are no further questions or remarks - besides offering the story teller paga, food and women for that great story - close forum fortonight and wish youu all a good returning to your holdings resp your Masterīs holding from the forum through the dark night of Port Kar. Dark but sparkling from the stars and the three moons above - and the slavery and Mastership which makes our hearts spakle with happiness.
Zoran Merchant ~Mentor~ 21:37:09 pm CDT
Thank you for a wonderful story old friend
ayrie{Thadron} 21:38:55 pm CDT
Thank You for the storytime Jarl Thorrn, this one must find Master's furs now
Farewell All
~brushes a sweet kiss over His boot before rising and hurrying into the night
Thorrn, Captain & Slavemaster 21:39:08 pm CDT
flicka did you the scribing - or did it ruby?
Thanks and Hugs both, just not to miss out one *S*
flicka~ slave of Keeper. ~GS~ fg. 21:39:49 pm CDT
flicka did Jarl Thorrn.
{asta} Rogan 💗 His divine beauty 21:39:52 pm CDT
*giggles*
*offers Jarl all the above*
Thank You, Jarl for the wonderful story *smiles and blows a kiss*
{asta} Rogan 💗 His divine beauty 21:41:29 pm CDT
thank you for scribing, mistress *Smiles*
*gathers guss guss, who did a wonderful job tonight, and quickly returns him to his cage in the kennels*
Venator-Warrior 21:41:32 pm CDT
Thank you for leading, Thorrn.
Thank you for scribing, flicka.
Thorrn, Captain & Slavemaster 21:42:13 pm CDT
catches the kiss form asta - and blows one back to the girl to take with her into her sleep.
Thank you flicka
flicka~ slave of Keeper. ~GS~ fg. 21:42:49 pm CDT
Thank You Jarl Thorrn for a great story, and thank You Master Bretval for stepping into the breach.
Thorrn, Captain & Slavemaster 21:43:58 pm CDT
Thank Ýou Bretval for filling the gap and take ocer in the beginning.
It is great to have people in one can rely on
*S*
ana [GS~O] 21:46:11 pm CDT
Thank you Jarl Thorn for the story
Thank you mistress for scribing
flicka~ slave of Keeper. ~GS~ fg. 21:46:33 pm CDT
~slips her quill into its sheath, a dreamy eyed thought of other things slipping into warm places.
closes her inkpot with a resounding slam, rolls up the scroll and ties it with a blue ribbon.~
a girl will now take her leave. Fare well to all.
