Wednesday, July 14, 2010

It's all about context.

The last two posts I've done here are all about trying to bring the Gorean experience into your everyday life.  I concentrated on the kajira because they are the lovely public face to Gor.  It's what most people think of when they first start to explore Gor.  

However everything is about context.  You simply cannot "be Gorean" without an understanding of the philosophy.  You can't practice any form of bdsm without a solid understanding of the basics  If your going to be and live the Gorean way, then you need to understand the context of things.   We Goreans learn to maintain the Master and slave relationship via subtle methods and keeping things in context.  Even John Norman understood the role of context, and although he did not mention is specifically in a real life context, he does give us a wonderful example:

“An exquisite lot,” said Miles of Vonda
“Pirates have excellent taste in slave flesh,” I said.
“Have the barred alcoves and the cell blocks, and the kennels, been emptied?” he asked.
“Yes,” I said.
“They are all here?” he asked.
“Yes,” I said.
“What of the pens,” said he, “those deep below the fortress?”
“They, too, have been emptied,” I said. “See those in the corner, those naked, and in close chains?”
“Yes,” said he.
“They are the ones from the pens of which you have spoken,” I said.
“Were they in close chains in the pens?” he asked. He did not inquire pertaining to clothing. It is common to keep girls naked in the pens. Not only is this excellent for discipline, but it is more sanitary.
"No,” I said. “We put them in close chains only upon bringing them to this room. That they were in the lower pens suggested that they might be being disciplined, or were perhaps not well trained, or were new to their collars.”
“The close chains, then,” said he, “are in compensation for their being brought to an upper level.”
“Yes,” I said. “They must soon learn that their new masters are stricter than their old.”
“Excellent,” said Miles of Vonda.
Close chains, even after only two or three Ahn, build up a considerable amount of body pain. Girls confined in close chains soon beg to be released, that they may then strive to better please their masters.
“There is quite a diversity in the garbing of these slaves,” remarked Miles of Vonda.
“We brought them in as they were,” I said. The clothing worn by the girls ranged from the long, classic gowns worn by the girls from the walk, who had welcomed us with song, flowers and dance, on our entry into the holding, to the cruel, heavy scantiness of the close chains, and their brands and collars, of the girls brought up from the lower pens. Most of the girls, however, wore one or another of a recognizable variety of slave garments, such as tunics, camisks or the scandalous Ta-Teeras. Some, however, had been put in little more than scraps or twists of cloth, or shreds of rags, such as those on the body of the auburn-haired beauty in which Miles of Vonda had seemed to take an interest and on the body of the small, exquisite brunette of whom I had deigned to take note. I gathered that the pirates had enjoyed setting off their beauty in this fashion. Their decision met with my full approval.


The dressing of slaves, incidentally, is an interesting and intricate pastime. The slave is almost never totally nude. Her body is marked almost always with some token of her condition, which is bond. This is usually a collar, but it may also be an anklet, sometimes belled, or a bracelet. Her brand, of course, fixed in her very flesh, deep and lovely, is always worn. There is no mistaking it. The iron has seen to that.  


Beyond these things, much depends on the individual girl and on her particular master of the time. Individual taste is here supreme. To be sure, there are natural congruences and proprieties which are generally observed.


For example, although one may see a girl in the streets, naked save for, say, her brand and collar, or a bit of chain, this is not common. This sort of thing is done, usually, only as a discipline. Free women tend to object, for the eyes of their companions tend almost inadvertently to stray to the exposed flesh of such girls. Perhaps, too, they are angry that they themselves are not permitted to present themselves so brazenly and lusciously before men. Needless to say it is difficult for men to keep their minds on business when such girls are among them. Perhaps this is the reason that magistrates tend to frown upon the practice. After all, Goreans are only human.


In a family house, of course, girls are almost always modestly garbed. Children of many houses might be startled if they could see the transformation which takes place in their pretty Didi or Lale, whom they know as their nurse, governess and playmate, when she is, in their absence or after their bedtime, ordered to the chamber of one of the young masters, there to dance lasciviously before him, and then to be had, and as a slave.


Context determines much. If a young man is giving a proper and refined dinner, his girl, modestly attired, will commonly serve it, shyly and deferentially, quietly and self- effacing, as befits a slave. She may even draw commendations from his mother, pleased that he has purchased such a modest, useful girl. In a dinner given for his rowdy male companions, of course, in which even unmixed wines might be served, she, obedient, writhing and sensuous, is quite a different girl. Perhaps he has even purchased her some training, from local slave masters. His guests, uncontrolled in their desire, driven half mad with passion, will mightily envy him his girl. Perhaps he, in Gorean hospitality, will share her with them, but, in the end, when they have gone, it is at the foot of his own couch that she, licking and kissing, and begging, will be chained.


The most common Gorean garment for a slave is a brief slave tunic. This tunic is invariably sleeveless and, usually, has a deep, plunging neckline. It may be of a great variety of materials, from rich satins and silks to thin, form-revealing, clinging rep-cloth. Camisks are favored in some cities. The common camisk is a simple rectangle of cloth, containing, in its center, a circular opening. The garment is drawn on by the girl over her head and down upon her shoulders; it is worn, thus, like a poncho; it is commonly belted with binding fiber or a bit of light chain, something with which the girl may be secured, if the master wishes.


One city in which the common camisk is favored, generally, is Tharna.


The men of Tharna, incidentally, commonly give their girls little to wear, even by Gorean standards, and tend to take profound satisfaction in their near nudity. This is doubtless why they tend to favor the common camisk.


There are few garments which, in their cunning balance of concealment and exposure, better impress upon a woman, and on all who gaze upon her, her bondage, than the common camisk. It is usually short, though seldom as short as a slave tunic or Ta-Teera, and it is always open on both sides, save where snugged at the waist, this emphasizing her figure; in it, her embodied beauty is well manifested, from her shoulders and waist, downward delightfully, though to her flanks, and calves.


To be sure, in Tharna, even the common camisk must be earned. The men of Tharna tend to be very strict with their slaves.


“A pan of water, a crust of bread, a collar and a camisk— these are what every woman needs—and perhaps not the camisk,” is a saying of Tharna.


In Tharna women are in no doubt as to their bondage. To be sure, no slave girl, anywhere on Gor, is likely to be in doubt on this matter. Gorean men are not easy with their slaves. They may love them and treat them with great kindness, but they are firm with them, and never compromise the mastery. Suffice it to say that Gorean slave girls know what it is to kiss the whip. Too, one might add that few women are as joyously fulfilled as the Gorean slave girl. They are provided for, protected, sheltered, comforted, loved, and uncompromisingly mastered, even to chains and the whip. They are dominated, totally, and love, and obey.


The Turian camisk, however, is a bit like an inverted “T,” the bar of which has beveled edges. It goes about the neck, down, low, and is drawn up, and snugly, usually quite snugly, between the legs, the beveled bar ends of the “T” then being folded closely forward about the girl’s flanks and being tied, tightly, at her belly. In the common camisk the girl’s flanks, and her brand, are bared. In the Turian camisk, because of its snugness and adjustment cords, it is easy, as you might well imagine, to leave little doubt as to the girl’s beauty. In the common camisk then something is left to the imagination, which is charming; in the Turian camisk, on the other hand, given its cording, very little is left to the imagination.


It might be mentioned in passing that, given its construction, the Turian camisk is one of the few Gorean slave garments which has a nether closure, not that this affords one who is a slave a sense of much security. Needless to say, the camisk most commonly found in great Turia, the Ar of the south, as it is sometimes called, is that camisk which Goreans, generally, know as the “Turian camisk.” Interestingly, in Turia itself, it is known simply as the “camisk,” and what I have called the common camisk is, in Turia, referred to as the “northern camisk.”


One of the most exciting slave garments, if the slave is permitted clothing, is the Ta-Teera, or, as it is sometimes called, the slave rag. This is analogous to the tunic, but it is little more, and intentionally so, than a rag or rags. In it the girl, as you might well suppose, is again in no doubt as to whether or not she is a slave. Some cities do not wish girls in Ta-Teeras to be seen publicly on the streets. Perhaps that, better than a few words, suggests the nature of the Ta-Teera.


Some masters put their girls in such garments only when they are camping, or in the wilds. Others, of course, may prescribe the Ta-Teera for their girls when they are within their own compartments.


There are many types of slave garments, of course, other than such obvious categories as tunics, camisks and Ta- Teeras. Pleasure silks, in all varieties, and swirling, diaphanous dancing silks might be mentioned. The leathers forced on the slave maidens of the Wagon Peoples, taught to care for the bosk and please their masters, too, might be called to mind.


Sometimes, too, it is controversial as to what constitutes a garment and what a bond. For example, is a slave harness a garment or a bond; objectively, I suppose, it is both. So, too, I would suppose, are the tunic chains of Tyros. A girl may be “set off,” of course, and beautifully, even if, technically, she is not clothed. She may be garbed, for example, in netting, as the “Hunter’s Catch”; or she may be bedecked in jewels and leather, and shimmering chains, dancing under a whip in a tavern in Port Kar; or she may have flowers intertwined in her chains, as when she is awarded to a victor in public games in Ar.


Interestingly, what counts as slave garments and what does not, is apparently a culturally influenced phenomenon. Goreans, unhesitatingly, regard such things as the brassiere and panties, or panty hose, as slave garments. This may be because such garments have been associated with Earth females brought to Gorean slave markets, garments which are sometimes permitted the girls during the early portions of their sale, or, perhaps, independently, because they are soft, sensual and slave like. Earth girls who don such garments might be interested to know then that that they are putting things on their bodies which on Gor are taken to be the garments of slaves.


Are the Earth girls then slaves, even if only in their hearts?


Let them consider the matter.


The main purpose of slave garments, of course, is not particularly to clothe the girl, for she need not even be clothed, as she is an animal, but to, as I have suggested, “set her off.” In this sense slave garments may be as resplendent and complex as the robes of an enslaved Ubara, to be removed by the general who has captured her upon a platform of public humiliation, or as simple as the cords on a girl’s wrists and a piece of rope knotted on her throat.


Additional functions of slave garments, of course, other than those of displaying the girl and making it clear to all how desirable she is, are to remind her, clearly, that she is a slave, which is useful in her discipline, and, also, interestingly, to stimulate, intensify and deepen her sexuality. It is impossible for a woman to dress and act as a slave, and be enslaved, in full legality, and not, sooner or later, understand that she is really what she seems to be, a slave.


The master, meanwhile, of course, keeps her under discipline, uses her frequently and often casually, and forces her to undergo the abuses proper to her degraded condition. At a given moment of tenderness, sooner or later, she yields herself to him, fully, and as his slave. This moment is usually accompanied with tears of joy, and love. This is experienced by the woman as a moment of marvelous liberation. Gone then are the thousand frustrations and conflicts; released then, in a flood of tears and joy, is her fundamental womanhood; the hypocrisies are then at an end; the long shams are done; she melts into his arms, kissing and sobbing, his. But enough of the wonders, and astonishment's and pleasures, of slave garments. Their nature, their varieties and types, and their meanings, are limited only, as you might expect, by the widely ranging imaginations of the lovely slaves and their strong masters. ~ Guardsmen of Gor

We see a few examples of context in this long quote.  As Goreans we must learn to understand how to bring context into the real world.   The girl modestly attired, will commonly serve it, shyly and deferentially, quietly and self- effacing, as befits a slave. Even if it's her mother-in-law.  Yet send the mother home and the girl can be as sensual, as desirable as she and her Master wish.

So the next time you begin to think about entering a Gorean relationship, keep the concept of Context first and foremost in your mind. 




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