{"id":296,"date":"2000-09-05T11:34:55","date_gmt":"2000-09-05T11:34:55","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.soulhuntre.com\/items\/date\/2000\/09\/05\/the-gor-ey-details-even-freaks-speak-the-truth-sometimes\/"},"modified":"2000-09-05T11:34:55","modified_gmt":"2000-09-05T11:34:55","slug":"the-gor-ey-details-even-freaks-speak-the-truth-sometimes","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"http:\/\/legacyiamsenseiken.local\/2000\/09\/05\/the-gor-ey-details-even-freaks-speak-the-truth-sometimes\/","title":{"rendered":"the “gor”-ey details – even freaks speak the truth sometimes…"},"content":{"rendered":"

In the course of a discussion on one of the mailing lists I frequent I have been digging into “Gor” [1<\/a>][2<\/a>][3<\/a>][4<\/a>][5<\/a>] again. I have a lot to say on this topic and I will almost certainly be doing an essay on the topic in the future. Those in BDSM might find this letter<\/a> interesting.<\/p>\n

For now, I wanted to present some of the quotations from the books I have found interesting in one form or another. These are from various sites ont he web, but collected fromt he books and are presented in the order I found them \ud83d\ude42<\/p>\n

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There is a lot to talk about with the issue of Gor. I am neither particularly for or against it, not to mention that the practice of living the concepts is something subject to much interpretation. But the short form comes down to four points for now, much more in the longer work.<\/p>\n

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  1. The philosophy that drives the novels is an unforgiving one, absolutely without mitigation.\n
  2. There is no missing planet, so don’t try and go there \ud83d\ude42\n
  3. The thoughts are much more useful as quotations than as novels because fo the bad writing and inconsistencies.\n
  4. Anyone who can approach the level of self discipline discussed for Gorean slaves will be easy to adapt to another style – as almost all other styles of BDSM would be less demanding. <\/li>\n<\/ol>\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n
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    “Yes,” he said, “take a woman, any woman, not just these Earth girls, who are slave meat, but any woman, even one who is Gorean and free, and of high caste, even one who is an iceberg, lock a collar on her, which she cannot remove; teach her she is a slave; and she will turn on fire.” – Slave Girl of Gor, p. 221<\/font><\/p>\n

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    “Where as it would have seemed unthinkable on Earth that a man could be so strong, so right, that a woman would walk at his heel, here, on this world, it seemed not as impossible or strange at all. There were men here strong enough to put women at their heel. I felt, briefly, profoundly stirred erotically, and, perhaps strangely, marvelously pleased to be a woman. I had never met such men as these, the former two, and he whom I now followed, mightiest among them, who would simply, unthinkingly, put a woman at their heel.” – Slave Girl of Gor, p. 31 <\/font><\/p>\n

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    “Binding is an exellent discipline. It is often used on this world for that purpose. Restraints, their psycholoigcal indignity and physcial discomfort, particularly after a time, placed upon a gil by the will of a master, are among he simpliest and most effective instruments of female instruction; they rank with food and the whip; a girl, under disciplinary binding, once released, is invariably eager to please; she doe not wish to be rebound; the thongs have well apprised her to her place, which is at her master’s feet.” – Slave Girl of Gor, p. 103<\/font><\/p>\n

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    “When we are to be raped, and must serve you as slaves,” begged the first girl, she who had been in his arms, “let me be the first to be raped, the first to serve you as a slave.” – Slave Girl of Gor, p. 130<\/font><\/p>\n

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    “Surely it is better to have a true man on any terms that to have a man, or no man at all. Men are masters; if the man be strong, the woman must submit. Given the opportunity to relate to a true man, few women will settle for less. Indeed, true women, in the belly of them, desire to submit to true men. It is (page 155) an ancient instinct bred into the bellies of beautiful feminine women.” – Slave Girl of Gor, p. 154<\/font><\/p>\n

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    “Perhaps, for a woman, the thrill of being owned and commanded, of being a the absolute mercy of a powerful man, knowing that she must obey him, and experiencing, if she was fortunate, incredible, helpless, incomparable love, of he sort which can be fell only by a completely rightless woman fully and absolutely owned by a man, in his total bondage. But such thoughts would not be likely to be prominent in the mind of a leashed girl, helplessly braceleted, being dragged to her first sale.” – Slave Girl of Gor, p. 155<\/font><\/p>\n

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    “How could I love you so much,” he asked, “if I did not truly own you, if you were not fully mine?” “I do not know Master,” I said. Clitius Vitellius had cofessed his love for a slave. I hopes that he would not now beat me.” – Slave Girl of Gor, p. 443<\/font><\/p>\n

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    “…slaves are not permitted to forget such things. It is up to them to remember them. Too, obviously one could claim to have forgotten the most elementary duties, tokens of respect, and such. Accordingly, forgetfulness does not excuse the commission of such acts. A slave seldom forgets them more than once. The whip is an excellent mnemonic device.” – Magicians of Gor, p. 223<\/font><\/p>\n

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    “The Goreans believe that the capacity to master a tarn is innate and that some men possess this characteristic and that some do not. One does not learn to master a tarn. It is a matter of blood and spirit, of beast and man, of a relation between two beings which must be immediate, intuitive, spontaneous. It is said that a tarn knows who is a tarnsman and who is not, and that those who are not die in this first meeting.” – Tarnsman of Gor, p. 51<\/font><\/p>\n

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    “Some of the largest cities have small, rather insignificant Home Stones, but of incredible antiquity, dating back to the time when the city was a village or only a mounted pride of warriors with no settled abode.” “Where a man sets his Home Stone, he claims, by law, that land for himself. Good land is protected only by the swords of the strongest owners in the vicinity.” “Yet there is a hierarchy of Home Stones, one might say, and two soldiers who would cut one another down with their steel blades for an acre of fertile ground will fight side by side to the death for the Home Stone of their village or of the city within whose ambit their village lies.” – Tarnsman of Gor, p. 27<\/font><\/p>\n

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    “You may fight your Master. He will, if he wishes, permit this, to prolong the sport of your conquest, but in the end, it is you who are the slave; it is you who will lose.?” – Tribesman of Gor, p. 12<\/font><\/p>\n

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    “To take the most brilliant, the most imaginative, the most beautiful women, and put them at your feet, impassioned, helpless slaves is victory.” – Tribesman of Gor, p. 128<\/font><\/p>\n

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    “She loved him. Yet a slave girl owes her master absolute obedience. She had violated his will in two particulars.” “Love on Gor does not purchase a girl lenience; it does not mitigate her bondage, nor compromise her servitude, but rather renders it the more complete, the more helpless and abject.” – Tribesman of Gor, p. 214<\/font><\/p>\n

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    “Where you ever happy with a master,” I asked acidly. “Oh yes,” said Ute. Her eyes shone. I looked at her disgustedly. “What happened,” I asked. She looked down. “I tried to bend him to my will,” she said. “He sold me.” – Captive of Gor, p. 83<\/font><\/p>\n

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    “He was a Gorean master. I was at his mercy. I wondered if I could have felt so much his, so completely surrendered, if he had not possessed this complete power over my life and body. I belonged to him. But I did not want him to whip me, or put me in the slave box. I wanted only, desperately, to please him. And I knew I must, for I was his slave.” – Captive of Gor, p. 343<\/font><\/p>\n

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    “Are most Gorean women slaves?” she asked. “No,” I said. “Indeed, statistically, in those parts of Gor with which I am familiar, very few. Commonly only one woman in, say, forty or fifty is a slave. This varies somewhat of course, from city to city. The major exception to these ratios is the city of Tharna, in which almost every woman is a slave.” I looked at her. “There are special historical reasons for that,” I said.” – Beasts of Gor, p. 246 <\/font><\/td>\n<\/tr>\n<\/tbody>\n<\/table>\n

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