KAJIRA QUOTES from the Scrolls

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, page 343)

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"I want a private master," she said, "I want my own master." "It is a natural desire on the part of a female," I said. (Mercenaries of Gor, page 318)

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I knew then that he was dominant over me. This had nothing to do with the fact that I lay stripped before him, wrists and ankles lashed, his prisoner. It had to do with the fact that he was totally masculine, and in the presence of such a stimulus, my body would permit me to be only totally feminine.(Captive of Gor, page 264)

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The female slave, in her excitement and beauty, is an embodiment of sensuality, love, and service. (Vagabonds of Gor, page 260).

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The Masters call us 'slave meat', and such, and perhaps this amuses them, and helps keep us in our place, at their feet, but only a woman who is a fool believes them. They want, and own, the whole slave". (Dancer of Gor, page 154)

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I wanted a man who was greater than I, and incomparably so, one whom I must, in the order of nature obey, one to whom I must look up. And I did not care if it was from my knees, black with dust, a collar on my neck, naked, that I looked up to his glory. (Dancer of Gor, page 91)

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I did not always want gentleness. It did not displease me to be forced to recognize, and incontrovertibly, and with my whole body, that I was in a man's arms, those of a true man, and was a slave. Sometimes, I confess, I even wanted the whip, not for its pain, which I feared, but for its proof of my domination, that I was owned, and wholly, and was going to be mastered. But, sometimes, too, I wanted gentleness, and, in a slave's helplessness, begged for it. (Dancer of Gor, page 347)

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The female slave, in her excitement and beauty, is an embodiment of sensuality, love, and service. (Vagabonds of Gor, page 260)

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I looked down upon her. 'You are a wanton slave,' I said. She looked up at me laughing, 'A girl in a collar is not permitted inhibitions,' she said. It was true, slave girls must reveal their sexual nature, totally. Do they not do so , they are beaten. (Marauders of Gor, page 278)

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'Though I am slave,' she said,'yet for the first time in my life, I am free.' (Nomads of Gor, page 303)

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He is strong enough, if I don't please him, to lash me. (Tribesman of Gor, page 141)

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"It is said, that any man who frees a slavegirl is a fool." (Nomads of Gor, page 285)

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"Any woman who relishes a compliment is in her heart a slave girl. She wants to please." (Beasts of Gor, page 17)

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"The slave is a joy and a convenience to the warrior." (Magicians of Gor, page 315)

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Many Gorean men, in their vanity, will not admit to caring for slaves. Even the thought of it, it seems, would embarrass them. Who would care for a meaningless slut in a collar? Yet, too often, for just such women, luscious and helpless, and in bondage, men are prepared to kill. Indeed, more than one war on Gor has been fought to recover a single slave. (Dancer of Gor, page 421)

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..the love of a slave girl is the deepest and most profound love that any woman can give a man. Love makes a woman a man's slave, and the wholeness of that love requires that she be, in truth, his slave. With nothing less can she be fully, and institutionally, content. (Magicians of Gor, page 31)

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"Beauty and intelligence are all well and good," I said, "but the best slave is she who loves most deeply." (Magicians of Gor, page 204)

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"In your weakness and need, and love," I said, "in your honesty, and truth, you are a thousand times stronger, and greater, than such caricatures of women, than such travesties of women, than such pseudomales and facsimile men, denying themselves and their feelings, holding themselves rigid, not daring to feel or be themselves." (Renegades of Gor, page 243)

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The most fundamental property prized by Goreans in women, I suppose, though little is said about it, is her need for love, and her capacity for love. How much does she need love? And how deep and loving is she? That is the kind of woman a man wants, ultimately, one who is helplessly and totally love's captive, in his collar. (Mercenaries of Gor, page 322)

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It is said, in a Gorean proverb, that a man, in his heart, desires freedom, and a woman, in her belly, yearns for love. The collar, in its way, answers both needs. (Slave Girl of Gor, page 180)

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"Do some men care for their slaves," I asked, "just a little?" "Some men care for them much more than a little," he said. "Even natural slaves?" I asked. "Those are the best sort," he said. (Kajira of Gor, page 436)

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"The love slave is still slave, you see," I said, "and perhaps more so than any other." "Yes," whispered the woman. "She is held in her bondage by the strongest of all bonds," I said, "that of love.' (Mercenaries of Gor, page 318)

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"I exist for you," she said, "and it is what I want, to please and serve you." She was much in love. She wanted to give all of herself to Marcus, irreservedly, to hold nothing back, to live for him, and, if need be, to die for him. It is the way of the female in love, for whom no service is too small, no sacrifice too great, offering herself selflessly as an oblation to the master. (Magicians of Gor, page 27)

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"The life of a female slave," he said, "is a life wholly given over to love. It is not a compromised life. It is not one of those lives which is part this, and part that. It is a total way of life, a total life." (Mercenaries of Gor, page 435)

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ALCOVES: What Equipment is Used in the Alcoves?

Alcove 'Equipment' as described in the Scrolls

& dreamt of by `la kajira dreams as in the photographs

"She stood there for a moment, terrified, regarding the small, lamp-lit interior, with its various accouterments and furnishings. Then I flung her to the furs. She turned about, on one side, and then the other, half sunk in the furs, looking about. On the wall to the left, as one entered, were various paraphernalia, in ordered arrangements, cuffs, chains, shackles, whips and such. She sat up in the furs, and, moved back, pushing back, frightened, as far as she could, until she had her back against the back wall. There she looked about herself, as well. To her left and right were two rings, suitable for fastening a woman's hands back and against the wall, should she be either sitting or kneeling, either facing the wall or the curtain. There was a similar pair of rings higher in the back wall to which she might be fastened standing, either facing the wall or curtain. There were several other rings about, too, here and there, mostly on the floor, permitting various arrangements such as the spread-eagling of the slave. There was also a holding ring in the wall to the right, as one entered, about two feet from the floor, probably as a utility in case one wished to have more than one girl in the alcove. On the other hand, there were enough rings about to accommodate more than one without this addition." (Vagabonds of Gor, pages 407-408)

Restraint Paraphernalia

& Holding Rings

Furs or "Furs of Love"

Oil Lamps

`la kajira dreams' reflections...

In the alcoves...

I feel the cold of the steel clasp to my neck... by naked bottom flinches as it brushes against the damp stonewall. For a fleeting moment, He allows His hand to caress my shoulder then drops the loose chain against my breasts, falling to my stomach and pulls it between my legs, opening me. I am pushed to the furs. They are thick and comforting as I fall back into them, thankful for their warmth ...

I look to the Master above me, my heart pounding, as He selects a black kurt and tests it against the small table in the alcove. I shudder as it cracks upon striking.


My body responds immediately. He is strong. He is Master. I long to be in His arms. My chest heaves with the ache to be writhing beneath Him. I soon will be used for His pleasure. In the collar, I am free.

`la kajira dreams!

ALCOVES: Is there an "Art of Pleasing"?

The Training

of a

Pleasure Slave

Slave training was not uncommon on Gor. It was, in fact, a matter of importance and spoke of often in the scrolls. A red silk slavegirl was expected to know the fine art of pleasing... as is spoken of in Dancer of Gor:

"Too, of course, we were taught our place and proper relations to men. A significant portion of our training was intimate and erotic, or sexual and sensual in nature, ranging from such things as make-up, body ornamentation, cosmetics and perfumes, to techniques, psychological and physical, generally a combination of both of pleasing men. In the latter range of our studies, some of the girls were even instructed in the rudiments of what, perhaps for lack of a better word might be described, using the Earth expression ... as “ethnic dance”. "

From the scrolls...

"...sexuality is... almost entirely a function of the imagination and brain. The slave girl nows she is a slave ... and that passion is not only permitted to her but required of her. Indeed, she may be whipped or slain if she is insufficiently passionate ... her sexuality is impressed on her in a thousand, subtle ways. Certain modes of speech are expected of her and certain gestures and postures. She must for example address free persons deferentially and commonly, kneel in their presence. Her garb, too, is commonly distinctive, usually inexpensive and brief, sometimes only a rag, designed to remind her of her lowliness and to leave little doubt to her charms. Her throat is encircled by a collar which will identify her Master. Sometimes, too, the collar will bear the name by which he has decided to call her and her thigh or some other part of her body, will be branded. (Rogue of Gor, pages 169-170)

One commands and uses a slave totally. That is what they are
for. They must serve completely. They must deliver, at so little as a word or gesture, immediately and unquestioningly, whatever the master desires. One gets from a slave all that a man could possibly want from a woman, and more, simply taking it from her, or ordering her to provide it." (Mercenaries of Gor, page 403)

"The lessons of which the man had spoken were not all linguistic, of course. I had also received lessons in the proper performance of domestic services, such as cooking, sewing, laundering, cleaning, and such. Other lessons were almost lessons in customs, manners, and decorum. For example, we were taught how to serve at a table, deferentially, skillfully, unobtrusively and for the most part, silently. How to move and walk and kneel and rise, gracefully, and even such tiny interesting things as how to pick u a fallen object by crouching down, retrieving it, rather than bending over. We were being taught it seemed to be graceful and beautiful. Too, of course, we were taught our place and proper relations to men. A significant portion of our training was intimate and erotic, or sexual and sensual in nature, ranging from such things as make-up, body ornamentation, cosmetics and perfumes, to techniques, psychological and physical, generally a combination of both of pleasing men. In the latter range of our studies some of the girls were even instructed in the rudiments of what, perhaps for lack of a better word might be described, using the Earth expression ... as “ethnic dance.” (Dancer of Gor, pages 69-70)

...sexuality is .. almost entirely a function of the imagination and brain. The slave girl knows she is a slave...and that passion is not only permitted to her but required of her. Indeed, she may be whipped or slain if she is insufficiently passionate. ... her sexuality is impressed on her in a thousand, subtle ways. Certain modes of speech are expected of her and certain gestures and postures. She must for example address free persons deferentially and , commonly kneel in their presence. Her garb too, is commonly distinctive, usually inexpensive and brief, sometimes only a rag, designed to remind her of her lowliness and to leave little doubt to her charms. Her throat is encircled by a collar which will identify her Master, sometimes too, the collar will bear the name by which he has decided to call her and her thigh or some other part of her body, will be branded. (Rogue of Gor, pages 169-170)

Slavers often deprive a female slave of a mans touch for 2 to 3 days before her sale. She almost invariably brings a higher price.. Her need, manifested in her piteous display of herself, in her physical attitudes, her gestures and expressions, is evident and often amusing to the buyers. (Rogue of Gor, page 171)

She had immediately knelt, for she was in the presence of a free man...she had suddenly dropped her eyes. I saw a tiny movement in her hands, on her thighs, as though she would turn them, exposing the palms to me, but then she pressed them down her thighs, hard. I crouched beside her. Then I smiled. I smelled slave heat. (Explorers of Gor, page 81)

In a slaver house, training is done by use of what is called a stimulation cage, someone ornate, but always barred, roomy except for low ceiling, about 5 feet high. a girl housed in such a cage is not permitted to look into the eyes of any male, this it to make the girl extremely conscious of males. a girl is taught living senses and to have a living body.. to be much more passionate and alive.. her skin an extensive organ, every bit alive and wanting, feeling, needing. (Tribesman of Gor, page )

At a gesture from my master I knelt. I did so in the manner in which I had been taught, back on my heels, back straight, hands on thighs, head high, chin up. I did not neglect a further detail. I spread my knees, widely. It was the position, of course, as I would later learn, of the Gorean pleasure slave. (Slave Girl of Gor, page 78)

I looked at the girl. I nodded to her to approach me. She did so. 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, page 409)

One commands and uses a slave totally. That is what they are for. They must serve completely. They must deliver, at so little as a word or gesture, immediately and unquestioningly, whatever the master desires. One gets from a slave all that a man could possibly want from a woman, and more, simply taking it from her, or ordering her to provide it." (Mercenaries of Gor, page 403)

A Story from the Scrolls, detailing some of the Gorean methods for training a slave... complete with training manuals...

"You said you were no stranger to scrolls," I said.

"To some, Master," she said. "I did not mean to be arrogant. If I have not been pleasing, lash me."

"Have you read," I asked, "the Manuals of the Pens of Mira, Leonora’s Compendium, the Songs of Dina, or Hargon’s The Nature and Arts of the Female Slave?"

"No, Master," she said eagerly.

**Such texts, and numerous others, like them, are sometimes utilized in a girl’s training, particularly by professional slavers. Sometimes they are read aloud in training sessions by a scribe, a whip master in attendance. Most girls are eager to acquire such knowledge. Indeed, they often ply one another for secrets of love, makeup, costuming, perfuming, dance, and such, as each wishes to be as perfect for her master as lies within her power to be. Also of course, such diligence if prudential on her part. She will be lashed if she is not pleasing. Also, her very life, literally, is in his hands. Perhaps a word is in order pertaining to the Songs of Dina. Some free women claim that this book, which is supposedly written by Dina, "a slave," which continues to appear in various editions and revision, because of its intelligence and sensitivity, is actually, and must be, written by a free woman. I suspect, on the other hand, that it is truly by a slave, as is claimed on the title page. There are reasons for this. First, "Dina" is a common slave name, often given to girls with the "Dina" brand, which is a small roselike brand. Second, the nature of the songs themselves. No free woman could have sung the chains and love and the lash, and the glory of masters as she. Those are songs which, in my opinion, could be written only by a woman who knew what it was to be at a man’s slave ring. As to the matter of the poetess’ intelligence and sensitivity, I surely grant them to the free woman, but maintain that such are entirely possible in a slave, and even more to be expected in her then in then. I suspect their position may even be inconsistent. When a woman is enslaved, for example, surely they do not suppose that her intelligence and sensitivity disappear. Surely they would not expect theirs to do so, if they had them. No, she still has them. Also it has been my personal experience, for what it is worth, that slaves are almost always more intelligent and sensitive than free women, who often, at least until taken in hand, tend to be ignorant, smug, vain and stupid. Also, it might be noted that many woman are enslaved not simply because if it convenient to do so, the ropes are handy, so to speak, or because they are beautiful of face and figure, but actually because of their intelligence and sensitivity, qualities which appeal to many Gorean men. Indeed, such qualities commonly raise a girl’s price. Also, as I have suggested, the intelligence and sensitivity of many women actually tends to blossom in bondage, finding within it the apt environment for its expression, for its flowering. This may have to do with such matters as the release of inhibitions, happiness, fulfillment, and such. I do not know.

"What of the Prition of Clearchus of Cos?" I asked.

"A Cosian?" said Marcus.

"Yes," I said.

"That will not be found in Ar," he said.

"It used to be," I said, "at least before the war."

"Yes, Master," she beamed. "I have read it!"

"You, a free girl, have read it?" I asked. To be sure the book is a classic.

"Yes, Master," she smiled.

"Does your father know you have read it?" I asked.

"No, Master," she said.

"What do you suppose he would do to you, if he found out?" I asked.

"I think he would sell me, Master," she said.

"And appropriately," I said.

"Yes, Master," she smiled.

"Stand," I said. "Turn about. Cross your wrists behind you."

"Yes, Master!" she said eagerly, complying.

"Oh!" she said, bound.

"Turn about," I said.

Swiftly she did so, and looked shyly up at me. She tested the fiber on her wrists, subtly, attempting to do so inconspicuously, trying its snugness and strength, its effectiveness. She put down her head and suddenly, inadvertently, shuddered with pleasure. I had used capture knots. She knew herself helpless. I supposed it was the first time she had ever been bound.

(Magicians of Gor, pages 192-196)

ALCOVES: What does it mean to "Light the Lamp of Love"?

Inside the Alcoves:

She looked at me, agonized. She rose to her feet and, scarcely able to move, numbly, went to the alcove. She could not bring herself to enter, through the red curtains. I took her by the left arm and thrust her within, onto the furs at my feet. I then turned about and drew shut the curtains, hooking them shut. I then turned to face her. She sat, numbly, on the furs, her knees drawn up. I took the ankle ring and chain which lay at the right corner of the alcove, as you enter. the chain is about a yard long and runs to a ring bolted in the floor. There are similar chains in the floor, opposite the red curtains. In the left handed corner of the room, as you enter, of course, on its chain, is another ankle ring. At the far corners of the room, of course, the chains terminate with wrist rings. In the center of the wall, near the floor, opposite the curtains, the chain terminates with a collar. there are provisions for lengthening and shortening the chains. All these devices work from locks, answering to a common key, which hangs high on the wall, toward the back and left, as you enter. Needless to say that key cannot be reached by the prisoner if even one of the chains is fastened upon her. Near that common key, which hangs on a peg, there is a second peg. From the second peg hangs a slave whip. (Rogue of Gor, page 174)

What is found in the alcoves?

The Oil Lamp

The slavegirl enters and 'lights the lamp of love', placing it in the window of the alcove:

"When a Master wishes to make use of a slave girl he tells her to light the lamp of love which she obediently does, placing it in the window of his chamber that they may not be disturbed.." (Priest-Kings of Gor, page 68)

Luxurious "Love Furs" upon the floor

"Then with his own hand he throws upon the floor of his chamber luxurious love furs, perhaps from the larl itself, and commands her to them.." (Priest-Kings of Gor, page 68)

"The alcove, with its enclosing, curved walls, was only about four feet high and five feet wide. It was lit by one small lamp set in a niche in the wall. It was lined with red silk, and floored with love furs and cushions, the furs being better then some six to eight inches deep. (Assassins of Gor, page 22)

She knelt in the position of the pleasure slave, back in the alcove, on the scarlet furs, in the light of the small lamp. (Rogue of Gor, page 16)



Slave bindings, chains, a collar, a whip & more


"I took the ankle ring and chain which lay at the right corner of the alcove...There are similar chains in the floor, opposite the red curtains...on its chain, is another ankle ring... the chains terminate with wrist rings.... In the center of the wall, near the floor, opposite the curtains, the chain terminates with a collar. There are provisions for lengthening and shortening the chains... From the second peg hangs a slave whip. (Rogue of Gor, page 174)

"There was more Gorean applause as I followed her and, turning, from the inside, drew shut the curtains of the alcove. When I had buckled them shut from the inside I turned to face the girl. She knelt in the position of the pleasure slave, back in the alcove, on the scarlet furs, in the light of the small lamp. I looked about, there were some chains in the alcove, and a coil of rope, and a whip.

"If Master desires special equipment," she said, "it will be provided by Busebius."

"There is more then enough here to tame you," I said.." (Rogue of Gor, page 13)

`la kajira dreams' reflections...

In the alcoves...
please do not touch me as though I might break!

"I moaned. I did not want polite love. I wanted to know that I was in the hands of a man who was capable of being excited, and who I excited, who found me truly marvelous, to whose fury of power I appeared, whose fierce and voracious appetites I triggered. I wanted to be in the arms of a true man. I did not want to be possibly mistaken about whether I had been had or not. I did not want to be touched as though I might break. I did not wish to be in danger of drowsing off during the making of love. I wanted him to own and master me, and whip me if I was not pleasing." (Dancer of Gor, page 250)

Would a Gorean Master .... what slavegirls often refer to as a "real Master" .... would He allow a girl to mistake whether or not she had been used? A girl beseeches the Priest Kings the answer is "No!"

`la kajira dreams!