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Bara
This position is used for a variety of reasons, sometimes as punishment. On stomach, face down and turned to the left with wrists crossed behind back. Ankles are crossed, as well, as if for binding.?
"Bara!" he snapped. I flung myself to my belly in the grass, putting my hands behind me, wrists crossed, and crossing my ankles, too. I lay there in confusion, in obedience. He went to pick up the binding fiber which had been removed from my ankles by Tupita, from my wrists, a bit before, by himself. I had been spared! He returned to crouch over me. Tightly then were my wrists and ankles tied. He knew well how to tie women. "Oh!" I said, my ankles were pulled up and fastened to my wrists. He then pulled me to my knees and I knelt helplessly, closely and perfectly bound, before him. "
Dancer of Gor, pg. 415
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Belly
Slave falls to the floor face down, forehead resting flat on the surface, arms at sides, legs widely spread, crawls to the Master on belly.
"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, pg. 411
Binding?
Kajira crosses her wrists and ankles, waiting to be bound. From the Gorean word Lesha, which translates as "leash." In this position, the slave remains either standing or kneeling, depending upon the current position she is in. She turns and puts her back to her Master, her chin up, her head turned to the left so a leash may be attached to her collar, with her chin up and her back and shoulders straight. Her wrists are extended behind her, side by side, in a position to be locked into chained slave bracelets
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Blanket
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In this position the slave has to remain very still and quiet when a covering is thrown over her until the Master removes it
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Bracelets
In this standard binding position the girl turns to face away from the Master, back and shoulders straight, wrists held at the small of the back for ease in attaching slave bracelets.
"Bracelets," he snapped. She put her head in the air and placed her hands behind her back.
Hunters of Gor, pg. 146
Capture position
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The girl lies on her back with her knees raised, heels on the floor in a standard, supine capture position.
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Coffle
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The command is often given with multiple girls, who kneel, in order of first slave to last, closely, one behind the other. With the command "left wrist coffle" the left wrist is raised to be placed within the wrist rings. This might be followed by the order to stand and the order "lower chain" where the slaves lower their wrists. Thus the slaves are then in line, standing, coffled, ready to be moved or displayed
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Collaring Position / Submission
"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
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Common Gorean Usage Position (sex)
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The slave falls to the floor upon all fours, and keeps her head straight, her eyes looking forward, with her buttocks thrust upward and her thighs widely spread in preparation for the sexual use of the Master.
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Crawl
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The slave gets down on all fours, palms flat on floor...ass in the air...forehead close but not touching the floor....crawls to just an inch from Master's feet.
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~Arching her back to display herself well before Him, the slave slowly leans forward, placing her palms to the floor, her tush rising above her heels as she pulls herself forward from her kneel. her arm reaches forth, breaking through the cascade of ash-blonde hair that falls over one shoulder, her hips rolling sensually with the shifting of her weight as she brings her opposite knee forward. Extending her arms to Him, relieving the stretch in her legs by sliding them forward to tuck beneath her, she moves like a larl in heat until she is within easy grasp of His left hand.~
Eye Contact
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There are times when a kajira's eyes should and should not? meet those of a master. See the examples below:
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Gorean Bow
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?The girl kneels in the nadu position and bends her body backwards, her head to the floor, she places her hands by her head palms down then pulls up into a back bend.
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Hair
The girl stands and bows at the waist, letting her hair fall forward for display, to be seized or for any other purpose the Master might require. Another variant of this position sometime used is for the slave to stay in her previous position just bowing her head and letting her hair dangle before her for whatever use required.
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
Heel
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The slave goes to Master and kneels in nadu behind and to his left... awaits further orders note: if Master is right handed go to his left , if left handed go to his right.
The command for hair is often a silent gesture in the books, but may be given verbally as well. a slave approaches the Free opposite their dominant side, kneeling or crouching to place the slave's bowed head within easy grasp. It may be used when a Free wishes to have a slave by their side, lead a slave, wipe His fingers or face with her hair, moved to another position, controlled, or have her slavery impressed upon her.
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~Seeing the rapid opening and closing of His hand at His hip out of the corner of her eye, the slave quickly moves to Master's left side, rolling up on her toes and lowering her tush upon her heels as she melts into a crouch to obey His command. Bowing her head, she places the crown of her head where He gestured.~
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High Harness
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A position in which a leashed slave is commanded to do....to show off her collar and neck.
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Karta
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Basically, this seems to be an online misnomer to a particular type of obeisance wherein the slave kneels with knees spread then bows forward until her forehead touches the ground, her palms down near her head.
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Kneeling (Leash and other variations)
The slave kneels quickly spreading her thighs wide, arches her back stiffly and places her hands, wrists crossed, at the small of her back, turns her head to the left with eyes lowered submissively, and lips parted slightly, she patiently awaits the leash, or inspection...(standing): The slave stands with feet shoulder-width apart, wrists crossed at the small of her back, head held high and turned to the left, lips slightly parted and eyes lowered submissively awaiting the leash or inspection.
Kneel to the Whip?
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Kajira kneels, head to the floor, arms crossed beneath her, back exposed in preparation to be beaten. In this position the slave first assumes the Nadu position, though with her arms crossed in front of her. She then leans forward and places her head to the floor, first sweeping her hair forward over her shoulders in order that her back might be utterly exposed to the whip.
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Ko lar, or Collaring Position
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Also called "the Position of Female Submission." In this position the slave kneels at the Master's feet and leans her body back, sitting upon her heels, with her arms extended upward, crossed at the wrists, and her head beneath them lowered in supplication.
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Lap
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When the command "lap" is given, the slave girl has been ordered into the Master's lap. she does not necessarily sit, she may be draped over His legs with her body exposed for His caresses and viewing pleasure.
To obey the command, the slave climbs upon or into the Master's lap. she may begin to kiss, caress, feed, or otherwise pleasure and tend to His needs, depending upon the wish of the Master. she may go to His lap with graceful and elegant motions, she may be brazen and forward, or she may leap into His arms.
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~The kajira purrs softly, stretching her arms forward and crawling to Him with the feline grace of a larl. Placing a tender hand upon His knee, she pulls herself up. Slowly, she then raises her knee and parts her thighs, trailing pointed toes delicately across the top of His lap. Settling herself upon Him, she draws herself closer to Him, wriggling her tush a bit for good measure. Placing her hand upon His chest, she arches her back and tosses her ash-blonde hair behind her shoulders, displaying herself well for Him before leaning in, her lips brushing against His ear as she whispers:~ Yes, Master.
Leading
The slave stands and moves behind her Master, slightly to His left or right side depending on which of His hands is dominant, bending at the waist. She places her hands behind her and puts the side of her head to her Master's hip, that he might lead her easily by the hair while walking.
?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, pg. 400
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Leasha
The slave kneels, thighs well parted, back straight or slightly arched, head held high, chin tilted to the left, hands at back with wrists crossed. This position is used to clip a leash onto the collar or for simple display/inspection of a slave girl.
"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
Maintaining Position
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When a master places a girl in position, it is imperative that she does not break it until commanded to do so.
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Nadu
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The slavegirl kneels with thighs spread wide, back held straight or arched slightly, breasts thrust forward, head held high with eyes lowered, sitting back on heels, hands resting palms up or palms down on thighs. Palms up was considered a plea for rape in some circumstances.
"Come now, my pretty slaves"; said Ginger, "kneel straight, back straight, heads up. Back on your heel 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.?
~Explorers of Gor, page 279~
Savages of Gor, pg. 155
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Nestle
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A command used by the Master when He wishes the slave to cuddle.
According to the book quote given below, the proper response to the command, "nestle", is for the girl to cuddle in the crook of the Master's arm.
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??You there, ? I said, ?crawl to my arms.? ?Yes, Master,? she said. ?Nestle? I told her.? ?Yes, Master,? she said. She nestled obediently in the crook of my left arm."
Obesiance
There are three different forms of this position though all have the same basic meaning behind it. Each is a show of female submission.
A) the slave kneels in nadu with her head lowered.
B) from nadu, the slave lowers head to the ground, placing her hands against the ground, palms lowered. (this is sometimes referred to as "karta" on mIRC but is not referenced in the books)
C) the slave moves to her belly and slowly inches forward to the Master's feet and at that point proceeds to lick and kiss at them before bellying back somewhat. (this position is known among many as the "belly" position)
"There are many ways to perform obeisance. "I said. "I am a free woman," she said, " I know none of them." "I shall instruct you briefly in three," I said. " First kneel before me, back on your heels, yes, with your knees wide, wider, your hands on your thighs, your back straight, your breasts out, good, your belly in, good, and now lower your head in deference, in submission." "Now that," I said, " may not be exactly a form 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, " 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. "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. 409-410
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Prostrate
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The slave kneels and touches her forehead to the floor, she stretches her arms out before her with palms face down and fingers spread.
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Run
When this command is given, the slave runs toward her objective, taking short rapid steps with her legs almost straight, her feet barely leaving the floor. As she moves her back is straight, her head is turned up to the left, and her arms are at her sides, her palms facing outward at a 45 degree angle to her body. Upon approaching the object, she drops gracefully to her knees and typically resumes the position of Nadu.
"she had run as a slave girl is sometimes taught to run, with rapid short steps, her legs almost straight, her feet scarcely leaving the ground, back straight, head turned to the left, arms at her sides, palms out at a forty-five degree angle" (Assassin of Gor, page 45)
Slave lips
The slave turns toward person who commanded it, purse lips and remain immobile until freed from immobility with a kiss.
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
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She-Sleen
The slave moves to knees and elbows, hands clasped over your head, bottom in the air, ready for either being beaten on the bottom or being taken from behind like an animal.
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
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Slaver's Kiss
Also known as the "kiss of the whip" or "whip caress". The slave moves to the floor on all fours, head lowered to the ground, bottom high in the air, thighs widely spread with slave's heat exposed.
"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 sudden, involunary, uncontrollable response to the touch.? The Whip Caress is commonly used among Slavers to force a girl to betray herself."
Nomads of Gor, pg. 168
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Stand
In the books the command is "stand" or "stand as a slave." This is done according to the quote as back straight, head high, belly sucked in, breasts thrust out, hip slightly turned. In addition, one might add personal touches, such as placing one foot in front of the other, front knee bent, or pointing the toes. However that is merely personal preference, not given in the book. ~The girl curls her toes beneath her, moving her weight back over her heels and pushing herself to standing. Raising the crown of her head as high as she can, the slave lowers her eyes and presses her shoulders back as she sucks in her gut to display her figure well. Shifting her weight ever so slightly so that she may better turn her hip, she raises a delicate hand to tuck a stray lock of hair behind her ear, silver-blue eyes glancing quickly as a soft smile crosses her features, only to disappear as she drops her hand once again. Feeling her heart pound under the scrutiny of watchful eyes, she slightly turns her arms so that her soft palms face more forward
Sula
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"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
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Sula-Ki
"Alternative Sula": This position is almost identical to the Sula position, except once the slave has assumed the Sula position she slowly lifts her hips up off the floor, as if beckoning him with her body, encouraging her sexual use by him.?
"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
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Supine Capture Position
Then 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.
Table
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This command is used when a Master is in need of a table to rest his drink or to just rest his feet. The slavegirl goes to all fours, locking her elbows, making her back smooth and level, holding her head level as well. (This position is not found in the books, but?online Masters seem to like it and often call a slave to this position.)
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Tower
"Oh," she said. The position of the tower slave, in most cities is very similar to that of the pleasure slave. The major difference is that the tower slave, whose duties are commonly, primarily, domestic, kneels with her knees in a closed position, whereas the pleasure slave, in a symbolic recognition of the fuller nature of her bondage, and its most significant aspects, kneels with them in an open position. The tower slave, of course, like any other slave, is fully at the disposal of the master, in any and every way. The distinction between the tower slave and the pleasure slave, though honored in some markets, some specializing in girls sold primarily for housekeeping purposes and others in girls sold primarily for the pleasures of men, is not really a hard and fast distinction; it is not absolute; indeed, it can even be transitory. A girl who is ordered to open her knees, or who finds them kicked apart, for example, realizes that she has now become a pleasure slave.
Blood Brothers of Gor, pg. 107
The Gorean male at ease, usually sits cross-legged and the female kneels, resting back on her heels.? The position of the Tower slave.. 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 thought for binding.? A free woman's wrists are never so placed. Priest-Kings of Gor, pg. 46
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Walk
When this command is given, the slave turns in a graceful pirouette, her hair swinging. She then walks, gliding across the room, her feet hardly seeming to leave the floor, her hips swaying sensually, her body erect and proud. When she reaches her objective she halts and stands, her body erect, her shoulders back, her chest thrust forward, her belly in. She turns her hip out a bit, her hands at her sides, and points one foot. Her head is up and her eyes are lowered.
"As Kamchak and I walked to his wagon, I saw several girls, here and there, clad Kajir; they were magnificent; they walked with the true brazen insolence of the slave girl, the wench who knows that she is owned, whom men have found beautiful enough, and exciting enough, to collar." (Nomads of Gor, chapter 5)
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Whipping
(assuming the modality of the she-quadruped)
The slave quickly drops to knees, and place forehead to the floor, hips raised high, cross arms across belly, fingers gripping your sides.
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
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~~Meaning of the Positioning of the Hands?~~
*Palms up or Palms down
Palms upwards, or facing outwards, is indicative of submission, is a way of signaling a girls' need, helplessness, and desire to please. It is a silent signal of a girl's desire for her Master.
"Position!" I snapped. Swiftly she knelt again, as she had been commanded earlier. "You obey with the alacrity of a slave girl," I observed. "If I do not," she said, "I could be punished as one, could I not?" "Yes," I said, "and would be." I walked about her, examining her, She kept her back very straight, and her head up. I was then again before her. I noted that the palm of her hands, so soft, so vulnerable, had turned on her thighs, so that they faced up. Among slave girls this is a common ways of signaling need, helplessness, a desire to please.
Vagabonds of Gor, p 209
Fingers spread wide apart is further indication of both vulnerability and submission to the Master, and desire for him.
Priest-Kings of Gor, 234
Palms downward is the most common position where the girl's hands will lay palms down on her thighs though in certain situations the girl's hands are turned upward, more inadvertently than by training.
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, p 155
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~~Meaning of Eyes Downcast~~
Proper decorum and submission calls for the eyes to be downcaste unless the head is positioned to indicate otherwise, or the Master has commanded otherwise.
He suddenly snapped His fingers and, in the swift double gesture of a Gorean Master, pointed to a place on the dirt floor before Him, almost simultaneously turning His hand, spreading His first and index finger, pointing downwards. I fled to Him and knelt before Him, my knees in the dirt, in the position of the pleasure slave, my head down, trembling.
Captive of Gor, p 143
This is an online Gorean invention, in the books it is common for kajirae to gaze upon the Master's eyes unless the kajira is in trouble and seeking to demonstrate fully her submission.
Normally, eye contact between a Master and a slave is acceptable and common, but it can be denied or forbidden to the slave as a punishment or discipline.
Savages of Gor. pg 258
"Look up," he said, "Kneel straightly. Put your hands on your thighs. Head up. Split your knees. More widely, slut!"
Dancer of Gor, p 51
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~~Belly-crawling~~
Crawling on the belly is used for very specific reasons. The first of which is to placate a Master, if the Master is upset or the kajira has made a serious mistake.
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
The second is to communicate need for the Master, the need to demonstrate submission and/or the need to communicate a sexual desire, depending on how it is done.
And last, crawling is used in the performance of certain forms of obeisance.
Other than that, do not crawl about. A Gorean kajira is supposed to be proud, believe it or not. The kajira should be proud of her skill and talent, her capacity? for love and devotion. Not of herself, but rather of the things she can bring to her Master, for her Master is her focus.
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~~Knee-crawling~~
Crawling on the knees is used for very specific reasons.
I indicated a flat leather box to one side. "Knee crawl," I said. "Fetch it here."
She went to the box on her knees and picked it up, and returned to a place before me. It had been a simple knee crawl. I was briefly reminded, however, of the Turian knee walk, sometimes used by slave dancers. I considered the slave. I did not doubt but what she might be taught to dance.
Magicians of Gor, 20
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~~Entering a Room~~
The way to enter a room in a Gorean home varies from city to city depending on where hence a slave resides.
Swiftly we assumed a common form of slave obeisance, kneeling, the palms of our hands on the ground, our heads to the ground. Many masters, though it tends to be rather associated usually with given cities, require this position of their girls, usually when they first enter his presence or find themselves, as in a room which he has entered, in his presence.
Dancer of Gor, p 114
At his entrance Susan put the palms of her hands on the floor and lowered her head to the tiles, assuming a position of slave obeisance common with her in the presence of her master.
Kajira of Gor, p 157
"Observe," once had said Elizabeth to me, to my amusement, in the secrecy of our compartment, "the twelfth way to enter a room."
I had observed. It was not bad. But I think I preferred the tenth, that with the girl's back against the side of the door, the palms of her hands on the jamb, her head up, lips slightly parted, eyes to the right, smoldering at just the right temperature.
"How many ways are there," I asked, sitting cross-legged in the center of the compartment, on the stone couch, "to enter a room?"
"It depends on the city," said Elizabeth. "In Ar we are the best; we have the most ways to enter a room. One hundred and four."
I whistled.
"What about," I asked, "just walking straight through?"
She looked at me. "Ah," said she, "one hundred and five!"
Assassin of Gor
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~~Feeding a Master~~
This is performed with the purpose of enticing and bringing the art of pleasing to the perfection that is the trademark of the trained pleasure slave.
"One thing of that sort I recall is a trick where the girl feeds the master a grape held between her teeth. She may or may not have her wrists braceleted behind her back for this particular feat. One leg is folded beneath her and the other is extended behind her, toes pointed, and then she lifts the grape delicately to your mouth. Elizabeth and I used to laugh heartily over this one, but I think it was effective, as I seldom got beyond the third grape."
Assassin of Gor
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You walk in and put a collar around my neck and attach a leash. You force me to my knees and shove your pussy into my face forcing me onto my back. You grab the cock chastity device to put on me, so I cannot cum or play with myself without your permission. You smother me with your dripping wet pussy and sweaty asshole. You use my tongue to clean up all you’re cum and juice from your holes. After squirting and dripping all you’re cum and fluids in my mouth and face you stand me up and walk me...
You walk in and put a collar around my neck and attach a leash. You force me to my knees and shove your pussy into my face forcing me onto my back. You grab the cock chastity device to put on me, so I cannot cum or play with myself without your permission. You smother me with your dripping wet pussy and sweaty asshole. You use my tongue to clean up all you’re cum and juice from your holes. After squirting and dripping all you’re cum and fluids in my mouth and face you stand me up and walk me...
"I just can't believe he cheated on me," Cheryl sighed. "I mean, we just got married, you know?" I nodded sympathetically. We'd spent much of the afternoon talking about BDSM, or I'd talked, I should say. Cheryl had asked a lot of questions and I'd done my best to answer them. But her mind kept wandering back to James and his infidelity. It was going to take some time before she could forgive him We were sitting at a small round table in a hotel bar after our lunch, the same hotel...
SUBMISSIVE SPIRITS By LEWISCHAPPELLE Note: While this story briefly introduces Babs and David it more completely describes the relationship of their similarly unconventional friends Ann and Chip who move to increasingly greater levels of domination and submission. The story is quite lengthy but only represents a portion of a more fully developed, five work,project. While not a quick read, I trust you can take your time and enjoy this particular work and look forward to the remaining...
SUBMISSIVE SENSIBILITY By Lewis Chappelle NOTE: This story is a follow-on to ?Submissive Spirits?publishedearlier and it follows, sequentially, the stories entitled?Submissive Sailing? and ?Submissive Secrets.? New women characters are added to this piece, each with unique sensibilities and inclinations. Each piece isintended to be read as part of the entire series as no review of any of the prior pieces is provided.Let me know what you like and don?t like about it. Thanks,...
My assumption of you, the reader, is that you are a woman whose husband or boyfriend is sexually submissive. He may have expressed an interest in exploring this with you. Perhaps you are already exploring this dynamic but are looking for additional suggestions to try with him. You may also be a man who hungers to submit to a woman but need something to show her to give her a better idea of what being submissive actually means.I'm also assuming that both you and your partner are heterosexual....
SUBMISSIVE SATISFACTION By Lewis Chappelle Note: This piece is the last of five stories each of which follow in story line, and character development, ?Submissive Spirits? published here earlier. While it is felt that the content of each story is self contained, it is suggested that a sequential reading of all five stories, while a long read, might be preferable. Please let me know your thoughts.Thank you, LC ?Master, I am so excited. I completed the five challenges you gave me and...
Submissive Secrets by Lewis Chappelle Note: This is rather lengthy piece and is a follow-up to ?Submissive Spirits? published earlier. It follows, in time frame and character development, the material in ?Submissive Sailing? which also was previously published here.Please let me know your reactions to this material. Thank you, LC SUMBISSIVE SECRETS Chip had started with the Thompson company as Assistant Vice President for International Operations. Chips boss reported to his...
"Bitch! Bitch! Bitch! She's here; she can look after her precious son. I can't take any more of this." Throwing a few items into a bag, she went to David, "I'll pick you up in the morning if you wish to go into work SIR. I'll bring the car back then if you don't. Good night SIR." "No Steph, don't go..." Stephanie could hear him calling to her as she closed the door. Her phone rang a few minutes after she'd entered her old flat. It now seemed a cold and uninviting place but at...
She is extremely sexy. So young. Only eightteen, one month and a day as I write.She is extemely pretty. So yummy. Only a pity that her character has black spots.She is extremely playful. So funny. Only a pity she aims to abuse her hot spots.She is extremely smart. So cunny. Only a pity for her I finally find weak spots.How sexy, surprising, hot and horny is she? Right after we met we got both very wet!How sexy virtual sex we had, when I was licking her pretty very wet teen sexy twat.How sexy...
Submissive desiresSometimes fantasy becomes reality. That can be something very satisfying,or even terrifying.I love erotic stories and am a voracious reader of stories on theinternet. My favorites are ones about trannies or cross dressers beingdominated and used to please men. That's what I love, both in my fictionand in my own sex life, to tell the truth. I've been cross dressing foryears, having finally given in to my urges to dress up and be the bestsissy slut I can be, and let me tell...
Synopsis: This powerful story is about Female Domination. Steve is enslaved by the beautiful Goddess Samantha. She has her slaves crawl for her, worship her, suffer for her and they love every painful moment. THE DIARY OF SLAVE STEVECHAPTER 1 (PROLOGUE) I have been commanded to write a journal depicting my life with my Mistress and Goddess, the Supreme and Radiant Samantha. I worship and obey her every whim. But it wasn't always that way in the sense I had no predisposition or inclination I...
Whereas Guenter H., Legally identified by passport no. … issued on … by …, Retired business executive, born on …, 1947 in …/Germany and living at … in D-xxxxx L…, Known in the net as slave gunnarsub and registered as Sklavennutte Guenter in The Slave Register under Registration Number 326-878-134, thereafter for purposes of this document, called "SLAVE" has agreed to give up voluntarily all legal, civil, and human rights in order to become the unlimited slave property of the OWNER and whereas...
From A Society Girl From A Society Girl To A Slave Anonymous Chapter I All the inhabitants of the villageof Kronink in Scotland know the castle of Kelingtonwhich stands majestically a few miles outside of the village, and which neverfails to draw all the visiting tourists who are struck by the mysterious charmof its old-fashioned towers looming at the horizon and surrounded by the thickvegetation of an immense park. In that castle lived Lord Kelington, the heir of an oldScottish family...
How Jenna’s journey as a slave beganJenna had always been brought up as a proper girl. She was shielded by her parents in aspects of her life. Now at the age of 19 she had just gotten her first computer with internet access. She could not wait to go upstairs and use her pc with the internet. But she was stuck helping her mom with the cleaning of the house for her moms work guests that where coming over. Jenna’s mother came into the room at 6:30 and said she could do what she wanted for the rest...
Immediately after the jury retired to deliberate Stephanie's case, the SlendaBond attorney and I retired to the VIP club in the courthouse to await the verdict. We discussed the fact that the longer the jury was out the better our chances of achieving at least a partial enslavement of Stephanie. If the jurors were having trouble reaching a verdict they would probably settle on a compromise verdict where at least we would have Stephanie under an indenture for 5 or 10 years. That might satisfy...
Blue collar Master, white collar slave. 3by 2NN This story depicts homosexuality and very extreme S&M. If you are aminor or this offends you, go elsewhere now. PrologueI sit on the couch in my owner's house, dressed every bit theslave I am. My body from the tips of my toes to my eyelashes iscompletely and permanently hairless, smooth, soft and beautifullytanned. My upper body is clad in a thin, soft and pink rubber T-shirtand my ass is clad in a pair of outrageously short and...
Key-words: MMM/m Slavery, gay sex, rape, abuse, forced labor, torture and scatologyBreaking-In Slave Kevin? 2011 by Masostud, the right resides with the authorNote: This is a work of fiction. All persons and names are coincidental. Who feels insulted by descriptions of hard-core slavery and dirty abuse by scat-scenes is requested to leave this story unread. You have been warned.Summary: The gay Kevin (19) was devoted to dominating men. He went deliberately into the fangs of two strong-build...
The time was late in the spring and we were on a late night drivein the countryside watching for all of the new spring animals that wereborn. We spotted a doe that was grazing in the cool grass. My sister and I were on our spring break from college and didn'twant to spend our time in the local bars looking for men. We love natureand watching all the new growth that rises from the dead of winter. As we spotted the new doe, we left the safety of our car to geta closer look when we heard...
MsC, Master slave Colony While reading the Sunday paper my slave/wife noticed an interesting ad for a unique D&s lifestyle retirement community in the desert southwest that gave a website address for interested couples. This is a fulltime, retired, non outside employment community. She showed it to me and said, let’s go check it out to see if it is what we are looking for. I went to the computer and entered the address that the paper gave. MsC came up with two links below on the page. One...
Goddess Anun’s slave camp Part one – Abduction in Pattaya As Simon’s taxi ate down the miles from Bangkok to the coastal resort of Pattaya the hypnotic wheel vibrations were making him drowsy. He was not sorry to be leaving the Big Mango (Bangkok); the city was polluted to the point where the traffic fumes made you catch your breath and your throat sore. However, that aside, he had enjoyed the incredible variety of food in the city and the Grand Palace was well worth seeing. He also couldn’t...
Overview of slave ownershipOwning a slave can be one of the most rewarding experiences of your life, but you will need to put some energy into training and taking care of your property to get the most out of it.Your slave must constantly be reminded of its place and must never be treated like a human being. Doing so will only confuse it and make the slave unsure of how to please you.The slave must understand that its sole purpose is to please its master(s). It must dedicate all of its energy to...
Chapter 1Charles Greene and his three mates were loitering around the lower floor of the mall. There were lots pf people in the mall. Kids running around and screaming. Cliques of women pacing around, carrying bags of purchases. Elderly couples eating their ice cream cones. Charles Green’s mates were also his classmates and their names were Jim, Casper and Norman. They had finally finished their secondary school education. They had finally finished school and were now on holiday....
The New Slave The New Slave Putting down my paintbrush, I looked at the clock and saw I had only ten minutes until Master William would arrive.? I covered up the painting and put the brushes away, thinking all the time about the strange direction my life had taken over the last two years.? By the time I had put away my paints and put on the handcuffs Master William insisted I wear each time he visited, it was almost time. I felt the rush of fear I always felt before he arrived and worst...
Not long ago it was a straight and stuffy white male. it was arrogant and self-satisfied with its white male social and economic leverage and advantages. In the rat-race of white society it suppressed its submissive white side. But from time to time it would slip into daydreams of having a Black mistress and becoming a white slave for the Black Race. it had been briefly married to a white trophy wife, but the demands of the rat-race of white society had brought that to an end. Like most...
Not long ago it was a straight and stuffy white male. it was arrogant and self-satisfied with its white male social and economic leverage and advantages. In the rat-race of white society it suppressed its submissive white side. But from time to time it would slip into daydreams of having a Black mistress and becoming a white slave for the Black Race.it had been briefly married to a white trophy wife, but the demands of the rat-race of white society had brought that to an end. Like most white...
Eunuch Slave to My Wife The Consent As my wife snapped the lock closed on the chastity cage that fitted over my limp penis, I didn’t think that that would be the last time it would be free, But now 2 years later I’m a slave to my wife and her sex partners, yes that’s all they are to her, After 30 years of marriage and a great sex life I was unfortunate to have a severe stroke, although I have made a full recovery, our sex life took a dive as I became impudent, hardly...
One time I got her to fuck me in my ass with a strap-on and I LOVED it! I moaned like a bitch in heat. She finally left me and told me that she thought I was gay and she couldn’t stay with a “man” like that. This caused something to snap in my mind. That has been 11 years ago now. I have never gotten into another relationship with a woman since. I have done a lot of jacking off, (almost every night), over the last 11 years and I have fucked my ass with a dildo a few times since then, after...
EVER WANTED TO BE A SLAVE! ENTER OUR FULLY REGISTERED SLAVE CAMP LIVE LIFE AS A SLAVE AMONGST REAL SLAVE GIRLS GET THE FULL EXPERIENCE ALL TIME PERIODS AVAILABLE FROM 1 DAY TO 1 MONTH. CALL 0800 2567788 FOR FULL DETAILS OR CHECK WWW.BEATEMPORARYSLAVE.CO.UKTracey had to admit, the ad had caught her eyes, more than once, the same ad had been in the papers seven days running, complete with a pic of a tastefully naked slave girl. A few of the girls at work had mentioned it a few times, mostly with...
Olga’s note: Stephenie Meyer, author of the Twilight novels, wrote a short story retold from the viewpoint of a minor character, someone who walks into the scene of one of her novels and is almost immediately killed. In my stories, at least the ones so far, the first-person viewpoints of characters in my Aghara-Penthay shave all been women on special missions, or women captured to order, which means they’ve been missing out on the experience of a more regular slave – someone unlucky caught...
The SlaveAs it gets later into the night I realize my slave has had nothing to eat or drink, nor has he been allowed personal bathroom time. I excuse myself and head downstairs to allow him up to stretch and take care of things. I asked my roommates to fix him something light to eat and I grab a bottle of chilled water to take with me for him.I sit down on the side of the bed and he jumps, startled at my presence. I grab his balls firmly and ask him if he plans to give me problems if I let him...
Heather was waking up from her nap, and was regretting it already. She wasn't a nap person, and was now facing one good hour of headaches. It beat facing the full brunt of a seven-hour long flight, but for some reason, the headache was really severe this time."Hmmmngh...dammit..."She had shoulder-length dirty blonde hair and cute features marred by baggy eyes and a few freckles. She certainly couldn't be confused for a guy, even with her tendency to wear practical male clothing, but her body...
Heather was waking up from her nap, and was regretting it already. She wasn’t a nap person, and was now facing one good hour of headaches. It beat facing the full brunt of a seven-hour long flight, but for some reason, the headache was really severe this time. ‘Hmmmngh…dammit…’ She had shoulder-length dirty blonde hair and cute features marred by baggy eyes and a few freckles. She certainly couldn’t be confused for a guy, even with her tendency to wear practical male clothing, but her ...
Dealing in the darkest parts of the underworld had its upsides. For a start, it garnered me a lot of money. Filthy amounts of it, especially from the slave and weapons trade. For another, I had... oh, other illicit comforts in my life. A slave of my own, for instance. Every morning, when I woke up, I never used a standard toilet for my wastes anymore. Instead I would undo my lovely slave’s gag and she would press her lips worshipfully to my asshole to eat what I dispelled. Or she would gently...
Jane and Carol at the Great Slave Hunt. CHAPTER ONE ?You'll enjoy it so much, Jane,? Carol told her enthusiastically. ?Just think; a whole three weeks in role together!? Jane was dubious. Her cousin's proposal was exciting, but Jane had never role-played before strangers and she inwardly quailed at the very idea of appearing naked in public. But, deep within, a queer little thrill at the prospect...
First Slave By captv8td [email protected] 1Angela saw the slight nod from the woman. That was her cue. She stepped forward as she had a dozen other times earlier this evening. This was the last one so it would be her final chore for the evening.She stood behind the girl. They were all so young tonight; beautiful but young. The naked redheaded girl who was fastened to the short post with her wrists cuffed behind her trembled. Angela wished that she could whisper something...
Mistress Vera and her slave 2Chapter 3Upstairs Mistress Vera had changed. She sat relaxed on her sofa wearing a simple t-shirt and tracksuit bottoms. She was talking on the phone. “Yes at eight,” she said. “Yes okay I‘ll see you soon, bye.” She hung up the phone but almost immediately picked it up again and began dialling another number. She talked to various people before she finally stood up and wandered into the kitchen. There she selected a cookbook from a shelf and opened it on the table,...
Greg gave the rope that tied his sweet slave Allie’s hands behind her back one more good pull just to make sure the bindings where secure. The young, blond woman was bent over in bed, a stack of old towels supporting her so she could comfortably lie with her ass in the air, Allie was unbound other than her hands, and that was less to restrain her but more done as a comfort, Allie loved bondage, it made her feel safe and loved and for the things Greg had planned this evening his...
Mistress Vera and her slaveIn the dungeon the slave kneeled and wriggled slightly in her bonds to again feel the pleasure of her imprisonment. Her whole body was encased in leather, a black cat suit stretched from her ankles to her jaw with a single zip down the back to release her when the time came. Black leather boots, which reached nearly to her knees covered the cat suit on her legs, as did the steel collar which covered the leather around her neck. The tag on the zip was clipped to a ring...
Dream Slave Galleria R.Platz 2008====================================================================== Warnings: This heartwarming family story includes scenes of: 1. Naughty BDSM sex (M/f, F/f, MF/f, M/ff) 2. Women with successful careers 3. Eating women (as main course or tempting side dish) 4. Couple still happily married after 17 years 5. Non-consensual snuff (strictly for culinary purposes) 6. Teenagers If any of these disgust or offend you, please, read no...
Depending on the severity of the session the Mistress desires, any deadlines or measured pain can be adjusted upward or downward for Her amusement and pleasure. 1. The slave must eat his own cum. To my mind, this is a basic requirement, omitted only when Mistress is feeling merciful. Not only is it very humiliating for most men, performing such an act immediately after coming, when desire and therefore submissiveness is at its lowest level, is difficult for many. Drinking it from a cupped hand...
Thank you all for all the positive feed back and comments. I'm sorry if the cow stuff isn't to everyone's liking there maybe parts that not everyone likes but hope people do over all enjoy the continuing saga. It had been two weeks since Davon had become Deva well that was the name Killian had given her after she became a cow girl and those two weeks hadn't been idle either. She'd slowly learned how her new body worked. At that moment she was on her hands and knees as Triz...
Princess – Slave Swap SynopsisThe bitchy princess unmercifully whips the king’s favourite slave girl. As punishment, the king disowns her and orders her to change places with the slave.?Princess - Slave Swapby obohobo?WarningsPlease take note!The text in this story contains erotic material and is expressly written for adults only. MF NC. Spanking If you are underage or offended by such material, or if viewing this file is illegal in your locality, then leave, close or delete this file-story...
Introduction: This is the complete version of my story Slave. Hope you enjoy it, please feel free to comment! Slave. I am a slave. I am owned, and happy to be so. I exist purely to please my Master, in every aspect of his life, and whatever I am doing I am always ready to serve him in whatever way he chooses. Around my neck is what appears, to the outside world, to be just a pretty silver pendant with a diamond initial on it. But to me it is so much more than that. It was the happiest day of...
A Slave for Christmas A Slave for ChristmasSynopsis?I could scarcely believe the other girls in the office hated me that much, but there I was on a stage, naked, manacled and gagged waiting to be auctioned as a house slave for the Christmas to New Year period. And I?d had no say in the matter.? A Slave for Christmasby obohobo WarningsPlease take note!The text in this story contains erotic material and is expressly written for adults only. MF NC. Spanking If you are underage or offended by...
Note: Because of recent policy there will be no reference to age. This story is about a Slavic girl who became a slave of the Viking Rus who invaded the land of the Bulgars to trade with them over a thousand years ago. I. The Day of My Enslavement I had begun life on the shores of that great sea that belonged to the Vikings. My papa was a fisherman on that sea but when he saw a dragon ship of the Viking he would come ashore and hide. For the most part the Viking left the people of...
Evaluation of a toilet slave By: slave matt425The Evaluation BeginsDay 1?Are you ready slave?? It was Friday afternoon, a few hours before dinner time. She and i had been sitting on the couch discussing this and that, catching about life as it had been far too long since our last meeting. Though it had been only been a few weeks, it felt as if a year had passed since i had last been blessed to see Her. ?Yes Mistress K? is all I replied, trying to hide my nervousness. This would be by far...
After the woman is convicted, a “sentence negotiator” gets her sentence reduced to a public day of repentance followed by eleven days of public punishment. Following that, she is to serve one year of penal servitude. This story deals with non-consensual punishment, pain, and involuntary slavery. If such topics offend you or upset you, I would advise skipping this particular book. There are thirteen chapters to this story. The chapters can be read on their own, but the story is much...
Chapter one I become a slaveAs a college student I had to take any job I could get to make some extra cashworking part time. Being a bus boy at Hooters was not exactly intellectual buton the other hand you got to work with some great looking girls.After working there for about a week I went home and started to check my e mail.There was a message from this person calling herself "mystery girl at hooters"from hotmail. Naturally I was curious and opened the message which said:"You do not know...
THE MAKING OF A SLAVE By Betty Noone This is the story of Mark and Jennifer Jenkins. Married for twenty years, Mark was a retired dot-com millionaire at the age of 45. Not Donald Trump rich, but rich enough to do most things he wanted to do. There was a little over ten million dollars in investments which seemed to increase in value each year It furnished the couple with a tidy income of just under $500,000.00 per year. After taxes there was just over $7,000.00 a week, that is...
Connie Becomes Entertaining Please read Training a Young Slave first. Over the next few months, slave Connie became a very good slave for Master Jim and Mistress Dora. She was becoming a good cook, kept the house neat and clean, and performed all of her other duties well. She had even come to enjoy her subservient situation as a sexual slave. She happily submitted to the many ways her masters used her body. Slave Connie loved being fucked in her pussy, ass, and even her mouth. She...
The Foot SlaveNervously my finger pressed the buzzer, within ten seconds the release mechanism clicked and opened the door, I pushed it ajar and entered a dimly lit hallway, a stair case lay in front of me, leading down to a single ominous black door, I walked down and knocked, ?You may enter? was the quick curt reply.Sheepishly I entered, and closed the door behind me.The room was spacious and painted a matt black with a cold stone floor, recess lights in the ceiling were dimmed to give a low...
I am a slave. I am owned, and happy to be so. I exist purely to please my Master, in every aspect of his life, and whatever I am doing I am always ready to serve him in whatever way he chooses. Around my neck is what appears, to the outside world, to be just a pretty silver pendant with a diamond initial on it. But to me it is so much more than that. It was the happiest day of my life, the day I received that pendant. I had not been serving Master for very long, just long enough for him to...