Post by lexii on Nov 14, 2015 16:23:12 GMT
Bara
folding gently to bent knees… sliding the hands out to lay on flat belly… pressing forehead to the mats .. stretching long limber legs straight then crossing small ankles… placing slender wrists in the small arch of the back and pressing them together… waiting motionless to be bound
"Bara," said Mincon to Tula.
"Bara," said I to Feiqua. Both slaves went immediately to their bellies, their heads to the left, their wrists crossed behind theirbacks, their ankles also crossed. It is a common binding position. We did not bother to bind them, however. It was enough that they lay there in this position.
Mercenaries of Gor, page 145
"Bara, Kajira!" he said. She rolled quickly to her stomach, placing her wrists behind her, crossed, and crossing her ankles, ready to be bound."
Explorers of Gor- p 77
"Standard binding position," he said. I was prone. When a girl is prone, the standard binding position is to cross the wrists behind the back and to cross the ankles. I took this position instantaneously."
Slave Girl of Gor- pg 125
Belly
folding gently to bent knees… sliding the hands out to to perch over the mats… long legs parted shoulder-width apart... toes pressed against the floor… upper arms pressed to slender torso… fingers splayed… forehead level with the mats... hovering just above the ground ready to crawl on fingers and toes across the floor to the destined point
"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- pg427
"Now inch forward," I said, " remaining low on your belly, and when you reach my feet, once again, as before, lifting your head a little, tenderly and humbly, and beautifully, as though you were a slave , lick and kiss them.
Mercenaries of Gor- pgs 410 - 411
Blanket
feeling the soft breeze of blanket covet lithe body … immediately stills completely motionless until commanded
"I then threw the second blanket, the top blanket over her, covering her completely. When a blanket, or cloak, or covering of any sort, is thrown over a slave like this she may not speak or rise. She must remain as she is, silent, until the master , or some free man, lifts the covering away."
Explorer's of Gor- pg 94
Bracelets
dropping quickly to bent knees …creamy thighs spread widely…a slight arch to a slender back… extending arms before delicate face… wrists pressed together in preparation for being bound... lovely head is held high… eyes lowered submissively… turning a bit to the left.
***standing near the Master... long legs spread shoulder width apart ... wrists held together behind slender back.***
"Bracelets," he snapped. She put her head in the air and placed her hands behind her back. Hunters of Gor- pg 146
Capture
laying flat on the back with bent knees...heels to the mats
"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 442
Crawl
dropping to all fours…pressing forearms flat on the ground…hovering forehead just above the mats… raising shapely hips high with an subtle arch in slender back….moving slowly to crawl on bent forearms and knees…coming to the destination… waits motionless.
I pointed to the stones at my feet. Crawl I said, in Gorean. The girl slipped to her belly, and, as a slave girl, crawled to my feet. She put her lips to my foot; I felt her hair over it.
---Tribesmen of, p 78
Display Position
standing tall… feet shoulders width apart…fingers laced behind the neck with elbows back… head up proudly … eyes lowered... posture perfect and proud.
"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 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."
Explorers of Gor- pg36
Gorean Love Bow
dropping quickly to bent knees…thighs spread wide as the distance between bare feet closes…leading outstretched hands to lean over backward ever so slowly until open palms touch the floor… continuing to arch back...making a flesh bridge...belly up…breast falling towards lovely face…tempting sex stretched open for viewing
"He then threw her on her back, over the body, head 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. It was the Gorean love bow."
Marauders of Gor- pg 261
Hair
bending at the waist… a swift toss of dizzy head brings silken hair over the right shoulder… sweeping it up in gentle hands…offering it up to Him
"I held my left hand open, at my waist. She stiffened, and looked at me, angrily. I opened and closed my left hand once. I saw her training in Gorean customs had been thorough. But she never thought that such a gesture would be used to her. She came beside me, and a bit behind me, and, crouching, put her head down, deeply. I fastened my hand in her hair. She winced. Women are helpless in this position."
Beasts of Gor- pg 409
"Her master seized her from the circle then and hurried her from the light, her head down, held by the hair, at his left hip. This is a common leading position for female slaves being conducted short distances. As the master holds her hair in the left hand, it leaves his right hand, commonly the sword hand, free."
Magicians of Gor page 46
Heel
moving quickly to position a pace behind His left foot… watching His lead and stays equal distance from Him as He walks…paying close attention and anticipating His movement.
"Once he turned, and with the spear, indicated the position and the distance at which I should follow. These things vary, I learned, from city to city, and depend, also, on such matters as contexts and conditions. In a market, in the crowding and jostling, for instance, a girl may follow so closely she pressed against the back of his left shoulder. Girls seldom follow behind and on the right. If she is thusly placed, it is commonly a sign she is in disfavor. If more than one girl is involved, she who follows most closely on the left is generally taken to be in highest favor; girls compete for this position. In an open area, such as the fields in which we trekked, the girl is placed usually some five or ten feet behind, and on the left. If he must move suddenly she will not, thusly, constitute an impediment to his action."
Slave Girl of Gor- pg 30
"The Forkbeard turned about and, one arm about Pudding, the other about Gunnhild, started from the dock. Hilda followed him, to his left. 'She heels nicely,' said Ottar. The men and bond-maids laughed. The Forkbeard stopped. Hilda's face burned red with fury, but she kept her head high. Pet sleen are taught to heel; so, too, sometimes, are bond-maids; I was familiar with this sort of thing, of course; in the south it was quite common for slave girls; in various fashions in various cities, to heel their masters. Hilda, of course, was a free woman. For her to heel was an incredible humiliation. The Forkbeard started off again, and then again stopped. Again, Hilda followed him as before. 'She is heeling!' laughed Ottar."
Marauders of Gor- pg 123
"The girl normally heels a right-handed Master on the left, that she not encumber the movements of the weapon hand."
Magicians of Gor, page 117
High Harness
standing tall and proudly…lean body long and sleek….shoulders pushed delicately back... holding silken head very high...nose in the air....fully exposing slender neck.
"Lift your head, " he said. "Higher. Higher!" She looked up at him, her head far back, the leash on her throat.... "You need not now keep your head in high-harness position,", he said to the girl. She moved her head."
Mercenaries of Gor- pgs 308-309
Karta
(a form of obeisance)
dropping quickly to bent knees… pressing small feet close together… thighs spreading widely as shoulders are stretched and arms outreached … leaning over from tiny waist... rolling breasts and forehead against the floor between spread thighs… arms fully extended…palms against furs…fingers splayed….
**A slight variation on this is the "suga", which involves the slave crossing her wrists instead of placing her palms on the ground. Referred to in the book as obeisance**
"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."
Mercenaries of Gor- pg 410
Kneel To Be Coffle
coming immediately to bent knees… straightening proud posture as thighs sweep wide…perched up on tender toes… hips upon softened heels waiting for left or right coffle command lifts either the left or right wrist up and outwards… wrist then are attached to a wrist ring within the coffle chain
""Kneel to be coffled," said one of the men. The girls knelt, closely, one behind the other, there were six wrist rings on the chain he carried. He placed the girl who had been whipped by Lady Sabina first in the coffle line. "Left wrist coffle," he said. They lifted their left wrists, frightened. Interestingly, the man snapping the wrist rings on the girls' left wrists did not put the first girl in the first ring, but the second. When the four maids were coffled there was, thus, an empty wrist ring both at the head and rear of the line. "Stand, Slaves," said the man. "Lower chain." The girls stood. Then, ordered, they lowered their wrists. They were then in line, standing, coffled."
Slave Gor of Gor- pg 127
Kneeling to the Whip
quickly dropping to bent knees …pulling hair to the side exposing slender back...placing silken head to the floor … raising hips slightly…crossing arms around small belly. … waiting for the kiss of the whip.
"I went to Targo, trembling, and knelt at his feet... I crossed my wrists beneath me and touched my head to the floor, exposing the bow of my back. It is the submissive posture of a slave girl who is to be punished. It is called Kneeling to the Whip."
Captive of Gor- pg 200
Leading Position
moving quickly to His side .. staying a pace back and to His left…leaning over from tiny waist… flips the weight of her head sending lengthy hair over creamy shoulder…gathering it with one quick twist… holding the mass of silken within His reach.
"In a moment I had left the building, pulling the captive behind me, her head down at my waist, in leading position."
Mercenaries of Gor- pgs 399-400
Leasha
dropping quickly to bent knees turning small back to Him… sweeping tender thighs open wide … back delicately arched…breast lifted with a deep breath... pressing wrists together in the small of slender back … turning fluffy head to look down and left exposing the loop on beloved collar… moist lips slightly parted awaiting His leash.
"Lesha," snapped the second officer to the blond girl. She spun from facing him, and lifted her chin, turning her head to the left, placing her wrists behind her, as though for snapping them into slave bracelets."
Explorers of Gor- pg 76
Leasha, High
coming quickly to His left side… back to Him … feet shoulder-width apart… wrists pressed together at the small of limber back… holding head high… turning just to the left… lips slightly parted as eyes lowers in submission. …awaiting His leash.
Modality of the She Quadruped
falling to hands and knees… laying head down against the floor… forearms pressing flush to the ground…thighs spread widely with curvy hips thrust up for the viewing or pleasure of slave treasure… staying on all fours ...restricted and will not speak nor reach for things with small hands ...only using only sultry mouth and teeth to grasp and manipulate objects.
"Now on all fours, arms straight, head up!" I said. Immediately she assumed this position. "Please do not put me in the slavery of the she-quadruped, Master," she begged. "I will put you there, and keep you there, if it pleases me," I told her. "Yes, Master," she said."
Guardsman of Gor- pg 298
"In this form of slavery, which is commonly used for disciplinary purposes, or for the amusement of the Master, the woman is not permitted to arise from all fours; similarly she is not permitted human speech, though she may signify needs and desires by such means as cringing, and moaning and whimpering. Not permitted the use of her hands, save as a means of locomotion, she must also eat and drink from pans set on the floor, or, sometimes to satisfy her thirst, she must lap the water permitted to her from puddles or lick pillages from the tiles; too, it is no uncommon to chain her near her master's feet, while he dines, that he may, if he wishes, throw her scraps of food. She will also be taught tricks, through which paces she may be put for the entertainment of her master's guests, such things as begging, lying down, rolling over, and fetching his sandals in her teeth. And, needless to say, when her master wishes to use her sexually, it will be a position common to the she-quadruped."
Guardsman of Gor- pg 225
Nadu
folding elegantly to bent knees... parting thighs widely and sinking closer to the mats… taking a deep breath as heavy breasts lift pushing back silky shoulders… arching back slightly... smiling eyes show through lowered lashes...sliding the backs of small hands down tender thighs … leaning back slightly to rest curvy hips in the cradle of soft feet .. looking slightly left
"Come now, my pretty slaves,' said Ginger, "kneel straight. Back straight, heads up. Back on your heels there! Spread those pretty knees. Yes, that is the way men like it. Put your hands, palms down, on your thighs. Good. good. Excellent!" The girls now knelt in the coffle as pleasure slaves."
Savages of Gor- pg 155
"The hands of the Pleasure Slave normally rest upon her thighs but, in some cities, for example Thentis, I believe, they are crossed behind her. More significantly, for the free woman may also rest upon her thighs, there is a difference in the placement of the knees."
Priest-Kings of Gor- pg 46
"Nadu!" he snapped. She swiftly turned, facing him, and dropped to her knees. She knelt back on her heels, her back straight, her hands on her thighs, her head up, her knees wide. It was the position of the pleasure slave."
Explorers of Gor- pg. 77
Nestle
snuggling up closely to His massive chest in the crook of His left arm… curling comfortably into His strong body….nestling into Him.
"Nestle," I told her. "Yes, Master," she said. She nestled obediently in the crook of my left arm.
Explorer's of Gor- pg 279
Obeisance
coming quickly to His heel…dropping immediately to the floor onto warm belly…stretching the trim length out fully…crossing slender ankles as small hands lay down near her sides, fingers splayed .. pressing gentle forehead to His boot tip.
dropping quickly to bended knees... thighs spreading widely... stretching arms forward fully... leaning over from tiny waist.. placing soft cheek to the floor… taking His right foot to place it upon delicate neck… arms behind softly arched back .... wrists crossed…
"There are many ways to perform obeisance." I said. "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."
"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 will 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 on your belly, and when you reach my feet, once again, as before, lifting your head a little, tenderly and humbly, and beautifully, as 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."
Mercenaries of Gor- pgs 410 - 411
Placate
contrite and humbled ..desiring to be pleasing...slipping small hands over the heel of His boot..laying gentle lips down to caress devoting kissing to the leather..laying Your boot gently across the back of tender neck before stroking hands lovingly up strong legs
"She trembled. I now stood over her, the slave whip in my hand. I drew it back, then I threw it aside, angrily. I crouched down. Then I jerked her head up, by the hair. "Permission to placate," she begged, reaching for me with her lips and mouth. But I held her, by the hair, from me. She whimpered, denied. Then I released her hair and permitted her to touch me.
"Thank you, Master," she whispered. She was a slave. I would permit her to attempt to placate me, in one of the ancient fashions of the female slave."
Rogue of Gor- pg 21
Prostrate Position
comes gently to bended legs to kneel ...knees spread widely as body stretches over so torso rests between creamy thighs... touching forehead to the floor as lithe arms stretch out over shoulder... palms face down and fingers spread.
'I knelt before the guest, putting the palms of my hands on the floor and my head to the tiles.'
Kajira of Gor- p 305
Run
taking small rapid steps, lean body tall and near rigid... head turned slightly left… arms bent and near slender sides… palms up... feet lightly touching the mats as graceful steps paces beautiful body quickly forward…
"I was amused, for she had run as a slave girl is sometimes taught to run, with rapid short steps, her legs almost straight, head turned to the left, arms at her sides, palms out at a forty-five degree angle, more of a dancer's motions than a true run."
Assassin of Gor- pg 45
She-sleen
dropping gently to knees… placing elbows on the furs in front of folded body ...deeply arching slim back…placing forehead down …spreading feet widely and lifting knees off the mat…perched on toes to shift weight forward …raising hips high to open body to His full view ..clasping hands behind the neck ... steadies the position to remain unmoving for Him….(( readies herself to be beaten or taken sexually, depending on the Master's whim.))
"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 bands 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- pg 434
Slave Lips
lifting her chin…her tongue darting out to moisten her soft lips…she puckers them gently…lightly closing her eyes…waiting motionless for His kiss to release her.
"Similarly, I was not required to respond to certain sorts of commands, for example, to make "slave lips," pursing my lips for kissing, or to writhe slowly before my viewers."
Kajira of Gor- pg 224
Submission
"The Position of Female Submission"
(collaring position)
dropping quickly to bent knees… parting creamy thighs…sitting back on softened heels... lifting small back with a deep breath…extending lithe arms upward to cross at the wrists….turning beautiful face to the left allowing full reach of lengthened neck .. holding still with eyes lowered.
"Then, to my astonishment, the daughter of the Ubar Marlenus, daughter of the Ubar of Ar, knelt before me, a simple warrior of Ko-ro-ba, and lowered her head, lifting and extending her arms, wrists crossed. It was... the submission of the captive female. Without raising her eyes from the ground, the daughter of the Ubar said in a clear, distinct voice: "I submit myself."...I was speechless for a moment, but then, remembering that harsh Gorean custom required me either to accept the submission or slay the captive, I took her wrists in my hands and said, "I accept your submission."
Tarnsman of Gor- pgs 93-94
"Assume the posture of female submission," I told her. She did so, kneeling back on her heels, her arms extended, wrists crossed, her head between them, down. She was weeping".
Tribesmen of Gor- pg 359
"She is yours," he said. He took his strap off her throat, and unbound her hands. "Submit," I told her. She knelt before me, back on her heels, arms extended, head down, between her arms, wrists crossed, as though for binding".
Explorers of Gor- page 74
Stand
standing proudly with left hip angled out .. . toes pointed and slightly extended ... belly flat ... eyes downcast... arms to sides with palms facing open.
"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. 'Excellent', said Ladletender, smacking his lips. 'Master is pleased,' I said. 'Yes', he said. 'The
slave too, is then pleased', I said.
Slave girl of Gor, page 249
Sula
laying flat on the back… spread feet apart…. placing arms at the sides…palms upward…(if above her head she crosses them)…. eyes remaining lowered and left…she silently awaits.
"Sula, Kajira!" said the man. She slid her legs from under her and lay on her back, her hands at her sides, palms up, legs open."
Explorers of Gor- pg 77
Sula-ki
laying flat on the floor on her back…spreading feet apart perching on the balls of bare feet…. placing hands at sides of small hips…palms open and up….dropping knees open … slowly lifting hips off the floor ..pushing slave treasure forward and up.
"A slave will lie on her back, hands at her sides, palms up, legs widely spread, in addition she will slowly lift her hips off the floor, as if she were begging to be used by her Master. "she lay on her back, her knees drawn up, before me. She arched her back. Her breasts were lifted beautifully. I observed their lovely rise and fall, correlated with the respiratory cycle of her small lungs. Then she lay back, her shoulders in the dirt, and pressing against the earth with her small feet, piteously lifted before me, for my examination, and seizure, if I pleased, the deep belly of her, the sweet cradle of her slave's heat."
Explorers of Gor, pg. 329
Table
pulling silken hair over creamy shoulder to the side…dropping to all fours making sure limber back is level ... thighs slightly parted… elbows locked solid… head held straight….eyes lowered and slightly left… becoming rigid and stable. remaining totally motionless.
Tile Position
down on knees quickly into nadu… lowering forehead to the floor… arms outstretched …remain still until the free has completely passed by.
"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. "Deirdre!" she cried. "Deirdre! Two years ago in Ar we lived in the same building! "He looked at her, not speaking. "Deirdre," she whimpered. "In the instant you were imbonded, you ceased to be Deirdre, Girl," he said. "Girl?" she said. "What is your House name?" he asked. She looked up at him, her lower lip trembling. " 'Renata" is my house name," she said. He then removed his belt from his tunic. "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 deferential. It has not been interspersed, at appropriate points, for example, by the expression 'Master.' You have also referred to yourself as though you might still be 'Deirdre.' Such falsification 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 Masters 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."
Kajira of Gor- pgs 145-146
"I knelt before the guest, putting the palms of my hands on the floor and my head to the tiles."
Kajira of Gor- pg 305
Tower
folding to her knees she presses her legs together…closing her thighs…back straight and delicately arched…her eyes lowered…she glances slightly left… palms sliding down her silken thighs.
"..the position of the Tower Slave, in which Vika now knelt, differs from that of a free woman only in the position of the wrists which are held before her and, when not occupied, crossed as though for binding. A free womans wrists are never so placed."
Priest-Kings of Gor - pg 46
Walk
walking gracefully... her feet pad gently… hips swaying sensual invitation…lean body erect and proud… stopping momentarily before Him…her shoulders back … turning her hips out a bit…her hands at her sides… one foot points to elongate the line of her legs…her chin lifted high to proudly display her collar… her eyes lowered and slightly left.
Whips Caress (Kneeling to the Whip)
drops to bent knees ... raising hips...places fluffy head to the floor ... crossing arms across thin belly....waits motionless ready to accept punishment.
Slaves with long hair will pull their hair from their backs so as to ensure their backs are fully exposed for the whip
" I crossed my wrists beneath me and touched my head to the floor, exposing the bow of my back. It is the submissive posture of a slave girl who is to be punished. It is called Kneeling to the Whip. I shook, visibly, at his feet. I whimpered. I waited for him to call a guard, to bring the lash."
Slave Girl of Gor, page 200
Then, before I could realize what he intended , he had subjected Miss Cardwell to what, among slavers, is know 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, involuntary, uncontrollable response to the touch. The Whip Caress is commonly used among the Slavers to force a girl to betray herself"
Nomads of Gor- pg 168
folding gently to bent knees… sliding the hands out to lay on flat belly… pressing forehead to the mats .. stretching long limber legs straight then crossing small ankles… placing slender wrists in the small arch of the back and pressing them together… waiting motionless to be bound
"Bara," said Mincon to Tula.
"Bara," said I to Feiqua. Both slaves went immediately to their bellies, their heads to the left, their wrists crossed behind theirbacks, their ankles also crossed. It is a common binding position. We did not bother to bind them, however. It was enough that they lay there in this position.
Mercenaries of Gor, page 145
"Bara, Kajira!" he said. She rolled quickly to her stomach, placing her wrists behind her, crossed, and crossing her ankles, ready to be bound."
Explorers of Gor- p 77
"Standard binding position," he said. I was prone. When a girl is prone, the standard binding position is to cross the wrists behind the back and to cross the ankles. I took this position instantaneously."
Slave Girl of Gor- pg 125
Belly
folding gently to bent knees… sliding the hands out to to perch over the mats… long legs parted shoulder-width apart... toes pressed against the floor… upper arms pressed to slender torso… fingers splayed… forehead level with the mats... hovering just above the ground ready to crawl on fingers and toes across the floor to the destined point
"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- pg427
"Now inch forward," I said, " remaining low on your belly, and when you reach my feet, once again, as before, lifting your head a little, tenderly and humbly, and beautifully, as though you were a slave , lick and kiss them.
Mercenaries of Gor- pgs 410 - 411
Blanket
feeling the soft breeze of blanket covet lithe body … immediately stills completely motionless until commanded
"I then threw the second blanket, the top blanket over her, covering her completely. When a blanket, or cloak, or covering of any sort, is thrown over a slave like this she may not speak or rise. She must remain as she is, silent, until the master , or some free man, lifts the covering away."
Explorer's of Gor- pg 94
Bracelets
dropping quickly to bent knees …creamy thighs spread widely…a slight arch to a slender back… extending arms before delicate face… wrists pressed together in preparation for being bound... lovely head is held high… eyes lowered submissively… turning a bit to the left.
***standing near the Master... long legs spread shoulder width apart ... wrists held together behind slender back.***
"Bracelets," he snapped. She put her head in the air and placed her hands behind her back. Hunters of Gor- pg 146
Capture
laying flat on the back with bent knees...heels to the mats
"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 442
Crawl
dropping to all fours…pressing forearms flat on the ground…hovering forehead just above the mats… raising shapely hips high with an subtle arch in slender back….moving slowly to crawl on bent forearms and knees…coming to the destination… waits motionless.
I pointed to the stones at my feet. Crawl I said, in Gorean. The girl slipped to her belly, and, as a slave girl, crawled to my feet. She put her lips to my foot; I felt her hair over it.
---Tribesmen of, p 78
Display Position
standing tall… feet shoulders width apart…fingers laced behind the neck with elbows back… head up proudly … eyes lowered... posture perfect and proud.
"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 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."
Explorers of Gor- pg36
Gorean Love Bow
dropping quickly to bent knees…thighs spread wide as the distance between bare feet closes…leading outstretched hands to lean over backward ever so slowly until open palms touch the floor… continuing to arch back...making a flesh bridge...belly up…breast falling towards lovely face…tempting sex stretched open for viewing
"He then threw her on her back, over the body, head 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. It was the Gorean love bow."
Marauders of Gor- pg 261
Hair
bending at the waist… a swift toss of dizzy head brings silken hair over the right shoulder… sweeping it up in gentle hands…offering it up to Him
"I held my left hand open, at my waist. She stiffened, and looked at me, angrily. I opened and closed my left hand once. I saw her training in Gorean customs had been thorough. But she never thought that such a gesture would be used to her. She came beside me, and a bit behind me, and, crouching, put her head down, deeply. I fastened my hand in her hair. She winced. Women are helpless in this position."
Beasts of Gor- pg 409
"Her master seized her from the circle then and hurried her from the light, her head down, held by the hair, at his left hip. This is a common leading position for female slaves being conducted short distances. As the master holds her hair in the left hand, it leaves his right hand, commonly the sword hand, free."
Magicians of Gor page 46
Heel
moving quickly to position a pace behind His left foot… watching His lead and stays equal distance from Him as He walks…paying close attention and anticipating His movement.
"Once he turned, and with the spear, indicated the position and the distance at which I should follow. These things vary, I learned, from city to city, and depend, also, on such matters as contexts and conditions. In a market, in the crowding and jostling, for instance, a girl may follow so closely she pressed against the back of his left shoulder. Girls seldom follow behind and on the right. If she is thusly placed, it is commonly a sign she is in disfavor. If more than one girl is involved, she who follows most closely on the left is generally taken to be in highest favor; girls compete for this position. In an open area, such as the fields in which we trekked, the girl is placed usually some five or ten feet behind, and on the left. If he must move suddenly she will not, thusly, constitute an impediment to his action."
Slave Girl of Gor- pg 30
"The Forkbeard turned about and, one arm about Pudding, the other about Gunnhild, started from the dock. Hilda followed him, to his left. 'She heels nicely,' said Ottar. The men and bond-maids laughed. The Forkbeard stopped. Hilda's face burned red with fury, but she kept her head high. Pet sleen are taught to heel; so, too, sometimes, are bond-maids; I was familiar with this sort of thing, of course; in the south it was quite common for slave girls; in various fashions in various cities, to heel their masters. Hilda, of course, was a free woman. For her to heel was an incredible humiliation. The Forkbeard started off again, and then again stopped. Again, Hilda followed him as before. 'She is heeling!' laughed Ottar."
Marauders of Gor- pg 123
"The girl normally heels a right-handed Master on the left, that she not encumber the movements of the weapon hand."
Magicians of Gor, page 117
High Harness
standing tall and proudly…lean body long and sleek….shoulders pushed delicately back... holding silken head very high...nose in the air....fully exposing slender neck.
"Lift your head, " he said. "Higher. Higher!" She looked up at him, her head far back, the leash on her throat.... "You need not now keep your head in high-harness position,", he said to the girl. She moved her head."
Mercenaries of Gor- pgs 308-309
Karta
(a form of obeisance)
dropping quickly to bent knees… pressing small feet close together… thighs spreading widely as shoulders are stretched and arms outreached … leaning over from tiny waist... rolling breasts and forehead against the floor between spread thighs… arms fully extended…palms against furs…fingers splayed….
**A slight variation on this is the "suga", which involves the slave crossing her wrists instead of placing her palms on the ground. Referred to in the book as obeisance**
"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."
Mercenaries of Gor- pg 410
Kneel To Be Coffle
coming immediately to bent knees… straightening proud posture as thighs sweep wide…perched up on tender toes… hips upon softened heels waiting for left or right coffle command lifts either the left or right wrist up and outwards… wrist then are attached to a wrist ring within the coffle chain
""Kneel to be coffled," said one of the men. The girls knelt, closely, one behind the other, there were six wrist rings on the chain he carried. He placed the girl who had been whipped by Lady Sabina first in the coffle line. "Left wrist coffle," he said. They lifted their left wrists, frightened. Interestingly, the man snapping the wrist rings on the girls' left wrists did not put the first girl in the first ring, but the second. When the four maids were coffled there was, thus, an empty wrist ring both at the head and rear of the line. "Stand, Slaves," said the man. "Lower chain." The girls stood. Then, ordered, they lowered their wrists. They were then in line, standing, coffled."
Slave Gor of Gor- pg 127
Kneeling to the Whip
quickly dropping to bent knees …pulling hair to the side exposing slender back...placing silken head to the floor … raising hips slightly…crossing arms around small belly. … waiting for the kiss of the whip.
"I went to Targo, trembling, and knelt at his feet... I crossed my wrists beneath me and touched my head to the floor, exposing the bow of my back. It is the submissive posture of a slave girl who is to be punished. It is called Kneeling to the Whip."
Captive of Gor- pg 200
Leading Position
moving quickly to His side .. staying a pace back and to His left…leaning over from tiny waist… flips the weight of her head sending lengthy hair over creamy shoulder…gathering it with one quick twist… holding the mass of silken within His reach.
"In a moment I had left the building, pulling the captive behind me, her head down at my waist, in leading position."
Mercenaries of Gor- pgs 399-400
Leasha
dropping quickly to bent knees turning small back to Him… sweeping tender thighs open wide … back delicately arched…breast lifted with a deep breath... pressing wrists together in the small of slender back … turning fluffy head to look down and left exposing the loop on beloved collar… moist lips slightly parted awaiting His leash.
"Lesha," snapped the second officer to the blond girl. She spun from facing him, and lifted her chin, turning her head to the left, placing her wrists behind her, as though for snapping them into slave bracelets."
Explorers of Gor- pg 76
Leasha, High
coming quickly to His left side… back to Him … feet shoulder-width apart… wrists pressed together at the small of limber back… holding head high… turning just to the left… lips slightly parted as eyes lowers in submission. …awaiting His leash.
Modality of the She Quadruped
falling to hands and knees… laying head down against the floor… forearms pressing flush to the ground…thighs spread widely with curvy hips thrust up for the viewing or pleasure of slave treasure… staying on all fours ...restricted and will not speak nor reach for things with small hands ...only using only sultry mouth and teeth to grasp and manipulate objects.
"Now on all fours, arms straight, head up!" I said. Immediately she assumed this position. "Please do not put me in the slavery of the she-quadruped, Master," she begged. "I will put you there, and keep you there, if it pleases me," I told her. "Yes, Master," she said."
Guardsman of Gor- pg 298
"In this form of slavery, which is commonly used for disciplinary purposes, or for the amusement of the Master, the woman is not permitted to arise from all fours; similarly she is not permitted human speech, though she may signify needs and desires by such means as cringing, and moaning and whimpering. Not permitted the use of her hands, save as a means of locomotion, she must also eat and drink from pans set on the floor, or, sometimes to satisfy her thirst, she must lap the water permitted to her from puddles or lick pillages from the tiles; too, it is no uncommon to chain her near her master's feet, while he dines, that he may, if he wishes, throw her scraps of food. She will also be taught tricks, through which paces she may be put for the entertainment of her master's guests, such things as begging, lying down, rolling over, and fetching his sandals in her teeth. And, needless to say, when her master wishes to use her sexually, it will be a position common to the she-quadruped."
Guardsman of Gor- pg 225
Nadu
folding elegantly to bent knees... parting thighs widely and sinking closer to the mats… taking a deep breath as heavy breasts lift pushing back silky shoulders… arching back slightly... smiling eyes show through lowered lashes...sliding the backs of small hands down tender thighs … leaning back slightly to rest curvy hips in the cradle of soft feet .. looking slightly left
"Come now, my pretty slaves,' said Ginger, "kneel straight. Back straight, heads up. Back on your heels there! Spread those pretty knees. Yes, that is the way men like it. Put your hands, palms down, on your thighs. Good. good. Excellent!" The girls now knelt in the coffle as pleasure slaves."
Savages of Gor- pg 155
"The hands of the Pleasure Slave normally rest upon her thighs but, in some cities, for example Thentis, I believe, they are crossed behind her. More significantly, for the free woman may also rest upon her thighs, there is a difference in the placement of the knees."
Priest-Kings of Gor- pg 46
"Nadu!" he snapped. She swiftly turned, facing him, and dropped to her knees. She knelt back on her heels, her back straight, her hands on her thighs, her head up, her knees wide. It was the position of the pleasure slave."
Explorers of Gor- pg. 77
Nestle
snuggling up closely to His massive chest in the crook of His left arm… curling comfortably into His strong body….nestling into Him.
"Nestle," I told her. "Yes, Master," she said. She nestled obediently in the crook of my left arm.
Explorer's of Gor- pg 279
Obeisance
coming quickly to His heel…dropping immediately to the floor onto warm belly…stretching the trim length out fully…crossing slender ankles as small hands lay down near her sides, fingers splayed .. pressing gentle forehead to His boot tip.
dropping quickly to bended knees... thighs spreading widely... stretching arms forward fully... leaning over from tiny waist.. placing soft cheek to the floor… taking His right foot to place it upon delicate neck… arms behind softly arched back .... wrists crossed…
"There are many ways to perform obeisance." I said. "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."
"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 will 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 on your belly, and when you reach my feet, once again, as before, lifting your head a little, tenderly and humbly, and beautifully, as 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."
Mercenaries of Gor- pgs 410 - 411
Placate
contrite and humbled ..desiring to be pleasing...slipping small hands over the heel of His boot..laying gentle lips down to caress devoting kissing to the leather..laying Your boot gently across the back of tender neck before stroking hands lovingly up strong legs
"She trembled. I now stood over her, the slave whip in my hand. I drew it back, then I threw it aside, angrily. I crouched down. Then I jerked her head up, by the hair. "Permission to placate," she begged, reaching for me with her lips and mouth. But I held her, by the hair, from me. She whimpered, denied. Then I released her hair and permitted her to touch me.
"Thank you, Master," she whispered. She was a slave. I would permit her to attempt to placate me, in one of the ancient fashions of the female slave."
Rogue of Gor- pg 21
Prostrate Position
comes gently to bended legs to kneel ...knees spread widely as body stretches over so torso rests between creamy thighs... touching forehead to the floor as lithe arms stretch out over shoulder... palms face down and fingers spread.
'I knelt before the guest, putting the palms of my hands on the floor and my head to the tiles.'
Kajira of Gor- p 305
Run
taking small rapid steps, lean body tall and near rigid... head turned slightly left… arms bent and near slender sides… palms up... feet lightly touching the mats as graceful steps paces beautiful body quickly forward…
"I was amused, for she had run as a slave girl is sometimes taught to run, with rapid short steps, her legs almost straight, head turned to the left, arms at her sides, palms out at a forty-five degree angle, more of a dancer's motions than a true run."
Assassin of Gor- pg 45
She-sleen
dropping gently to knees… placing elbows on the furs in front of folded body ...deeply arching slim back…placing forehead down …spreading feet widely and lifting knees off the mat…perched on toes to shift weight forward …raising hips high to open body to His full view ..clasping hands behind the neck ... steadies the position to remain unmoving for Him….(( readies herself to be beaten or taken sexually, depending on the Master's whim.))
"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 bands 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- pg 434
Slave Lips
lifting her chin…her tongue darting out to moisten her soft lips…she puckers them gently…lightly closing her eyes…waiting motionless for His kiss to release her.
"Similarly, I was not required to respond to certain sorts of commands, for example, to make "slave lips," pursing my lips for kissing, or to writhe slowly before my viewers."
Kajira of Gor- pg 224
Submission
"The Position of Female Submission"
(collaring position)
dropping quickly to bent knees… parting creamy thighs…sitting back on softened heels... lifting small back with a deep breath…extending lithe arms upward to cross at the wrists….turning beautiful face to the left allowing full reach of lengthened neck .. holding still with eyes lowered.
"Then, to my astonishment, the daughter of the Ubar Marlenus, daughter of the Ubar of Ar, knelt before me, a simple warrior of Ko-ro-ba, and lowered her head, lifting and extending her arms, wrists crossed. It was... the submission of the captive female. Without raising her eyes from the ground, the daughter of the Ubar said in a clear, distinct voice: "I submit myself."...I was speechless for a moment, but then, remembering that harsh Gorean custom required me either to accept the submission or slay the captive, I took her wrists in my hands and said, "I accept your submission."
Tarnsman of Gor- pgs 93-94
"Assume the posture of female submission," I told her. She did so, kneeling back on her heels, her arms extended, wrists crossed, her head between them, down. She was weeping".
Tribesmen of Gor- pg 359
"She is yours," he said. He took his strap off her throat, and unbound her hands. "Submit," I told her. She knelt before me, back on her heels, arms extended, head down, between her arms, wrists crossed, as though for binding".
Explorers of Gor- page 74
Stand
standing proudly with left hip angled out .. . toes pointed and slightly extended ... belly flat ... eyes downcast... arms to sides with palms facing open.
"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. 'Excellent', said Ladletender, smacking his lips. 'Master is pleased,' I said. 'Yes', he said. 'The
slave too, is then pleased', I said.
Slave girl of Gor, page 249
Sula
laying flat on the back… spread feet apart…. placing arms at the sides…palms upward…(if above her head she crosses them)…. eyes remaining lowered and left…she silently awaits.
"Sula, Kajira!" said the man. She slid her legs from under her and lay on her back, her hands at her sides, palms up, legs open."
Explorers of Gor- pg 77
Sula-ki
laying flat on the floor on her back…spreading feet apart perching on the balls of bare feet…. placing hands at sides of small hips…palms open and up….dropping knees open … slowly lifting hips off the floor ..pushing slave treasure forward and up.
"A slave will lie on her back, hands at her sides, palms up, legs widely spread, in addition she will slowly lift her hips off the floor, as if she were begging to be used by her Master. "she lay on her back, her knees drawn up, before me. She arched her back. Her breasts were lifted beautifully. I observed their lovely rise and fall, correlated with the respiratory cycle of her small lungs. Then she lay back, her shoulders in the dirt, and pressing against the earth with her small feet, piteously lifted before me, for my examination, and seizure, if I pleased, the deep belly of her, the sweet cradle of her slave's heat."
Explorers of Gor, pg. 329
Table
pulling silken hair over creamy shoulder to the side…dropping to all fours making sure limber back is level ... thighs slightly parted… elbows locked solid… head held straight….eyes lowered and slightly left… becoming rigid and stable. remaining totally motionless.
Tile Position
down on knees quickly into nadu… lowering forehead to the floor… arms outstretched …remain still until the free has completely passed by.
"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. "Deirdre!" she cried. "Deirdre! Two years ago in Ar we lived in the same building! "He looked at her, not speaking. "Deirdre," she whimpered. "In the instant you were imbonded, you ceased to be Deirdre, Girl," he said. "Girl?" she said. "What is your House name?" he asked. She looked up at him, her lower lip trembling. " 'Renata" is my house name," she said. He then removed his belt from his tunic. "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 deferential. It has not been interspersed, at appropriate points, for example, by the expression 'Master.' You have also referred to yourself as though you might still be 'Deirdre.' Such falsification 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 Masters 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."
Kajira of Gor- pgs 145-146
"I knelt before the guest, putting the palms of my hands on the floor and my head to the tiles."
Kajira of Gor- pg 305
Tower
folding to her knees she presses her legs together…closing her thighs…back straight and delicately arched…her eyes lowered…she glances slightly left… palms sliding down her silken thighs.
"..the position of the Tower Slave, in which Vika now knelt, differs from that of a free woman only in the position of the wrists which are held before her and, when not occupied, crossed as though for binding. A free womans wrists are never so placed."
Priest-Kings of Gor - pg 46
Walk
walking gracefully... her feet pad gently… hips swaying sensual invitation…lean body erect and proud… stopping momentarily before Him…her shoulders back … turning her hips out a bit…her hands at her sides… one foot points to elongate the line of her legs…her chin lifted high to proudly display her collar… her eyes lowered and slightly left.
Whips Caress (Kneeling to the Whip)
drops to bent knees ... raising hips...places fluffy head to the floor ... crossing arms across thin belly....waits motionless ready to accept punishment.
Slaves with long hair will pull their hair from their backs so as to ensure their backs are fully exposed for the whip
" I crossed my wrists beneath me and touched my head to the floor, exposing the bow of my back. It is the submissive posture of a slave girl who is to be punished. It is called Kneeling to the Whip. I shook, visibly, at his feet. I whimpered. I waited for him to call a guard, to bring the lash."
Slave Girl of Gor, page 200
Then, before I could realize what he intended , he had subjected Miss Cardwell to what, among slavers, is know 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, involuntary, uncontrollable response to the touch. The Whip Caress is commonly used among the Slavers to force a girl to betray herself"
Nomads of Gor- pg 168