DRINKS of Gor

Ale (tankard)
"The Forkbeard himself now, from a wooden keg, poured a great tankard of ale, which must have been of the measure of five gallons. Over this he then closed his fist. It was the sign of the hammer, the sign of Thor. The tankard then, with two great bronze handles, was passed from hands to hands among the rowers. The men threw back their heads and, the liquid spilling down their bodies, drank ale. It was the victory ale."
(Marauders of Gor, page 82)

Bazi Tea(three tiny cups or three heavy glasses for ceremonial serve, otherwise cup)_
"Tea is extremely important to the nomads. It is served hot and heavily sugared. It gives them strength then, in virtue of the sugar, and cools them, by making them sweat as well as stimulating them. It is drunk three small cups at a time, carefully measured."
(Tribesmen of Gor, page 38)

"I feared, when first I saw you," said the girl, measuring the tea from a tiny tin box, "that you had come to carry me off.
(Tribesmen of Gor, page 139)

"Hot Bazi Tea I wanted. This is an important trade item in the north. I know knew why. The southern sugars are also popular. I had originally supposed this was because of their sweetness, there being few sweet items, save some berries, in the north. I know began to suspect that the calories of the sugars also played their role in their popularity."
(Beasts of Gor, page 206)

Make me tea,' I said." "...'Is it ready?' I asked. I looked at the tiny copper kettle on the small stand. A tiny kaiila-dung fire burned under it. A small, heavy, curved glass was nearby, on a flat box, which would hold some two ounces of the tea. Bazi tea is drunk in tiny glasses, usually three at a time, carefully measured. She did not make herself tea, of course."...... "She lifted the kettle from the fire and, carefully, poured me a tiny glass of tea. I took the glass." "
(Tribesman of Gor, page 139)


Blackwine(small cups or bowls)
"What is that I smell?" I asked.
"Black wine," said she, "from the Mountains of Thentis."
I had heard of black wine, but had never had any. It is drunk in Thentis, but I had never heard of it being much drunk in any of the other cities.
Bring two bowls," I said."
(Assassin of Gor, page 106)

"Actually," I said to Elizabeth, "this is very rare. Thentis does not trade the beans for black wine. I have heard of a cup of black wine in Ar, some years ago, selling for a silver eighty-piece. Even in Thentis black wine is used commonly only in High Caste homes."
(Assassin of Gor, page 107)

"On the tray, too was the metal vessel which had contained the black wine, steaming and bitter, from far Thentis, famed for its tarn flocks, the small yellow-enameled cups from which we had drunk the black wine, its spoons and sugars, a tiny bowl of mint sticks and the softened, dampened cloths on which we had wiped our fingers."
(Explorers of Gor, page 10)

"From one side a slave girl, barefoot, bangled, in sashed, diaphanous, trousered chalwar, gathered at the ankles, in tight, red silk vest, with bare midriff, fled to Him, with the tall, gracefull, silvered pot containing the black wine. She was veiled. She knelt, replenishing the drink. Beneath the veil I saw the metal of her collar. I had not thought to have such fortune. She did not look at me. She returned to her place with the pot of black wine. Ibn Saran lifted another finger. From the side there hastened to him another girl, a fair skinned, red haired girl. She, too, wore veil, vest, chalwar, bangles, collar. She carried a tray, on which were various spoons and sugars. She knelt, placing her tray on the table. With a tiny spoon, its tip no more than a tenth of hort in diameter, she placed four measures of white sugar, and six of yellow, in the cup; with two stirring spoons, one for the white sugar, another for the yellow, she stirred the beverage after each measure. She then held the cup to the side of her cheek, testing its temperature; Ibn Saran glanced at her; she, looking at him, timidly kissed the side of the cup and placed it before him. Then, her head down, she withdrew."
(Tribesman of Gor, page 88 and 89)

IRC hint: The expression "second slave," incidentally, serves to indicate that one does not wish creams or sugars with one's blackwine, even if only one girl is serving.

"I lifted the tiny silver cup to my lips and took a drop of the black wine. It's strength and bitterness are such that it is normally drunk in such a manner, usually only a drop or a few drops at a time. Commonly, too, it is mollified with creams and sugars. I drank it without creams and sugars, perhaps, for I had been accustomed, on Earth, to drinking coffee in such a manner, and the black wine of Gor is clearly coffee, or closely akin to coffee. Considering its bitterness, however, if I had not been drinking such a tiny amount, and so slowly, scarcely wetting my lips, I, too, would surely have had recourse to the tasty, gentling additives with which it is almost invariably served."
(Guardsman of Gor", page 247)


Chocolate -warmed(cup)
"This is warmed chocolate," I said, pleased. It was very rich and creamy. "Yes, Mistress," said the girl. "It is very good," I said. "Thank you, Mistress," she said. "Is it from Earth?" I asked."Not directly," she said. "Many things here, of course, ultimately have an Earth origin."
(Kajira of Gor, page 61)


Falarian Wine(goblet)
"Among these petitioners came one fellow bringing with him the promise of a gift of wine, a wine supposedly secret, the rare Falarian, a wine only rumored among collectors to exist, a wine supposedly so rare and precious that its cost might purchase a city. She , though only a slave, would choose to sip it."
(Mercenaries of Gor pg 158)


Fermented milk curds(wooden bowl most likely, unspecified)
"By one fire I could see a quat Tuchuk, hands on hips, dancing and staming about by himself, drunk on fermented milk curds, dancing, according to Kamchak, to please the sky."
(Nomads of Gor, page 28)



Ka-la-na(goblet or cup if mulled & heated)
"Yes! It would be the one that would be red with Ka-la-na..."
(Tarnsman of Gor, page 79)

"I went to his locker near the mat and got out his Ka-la-na flask, taking a long draught myself and then shoving it into his hands. He drained the flask in one drink and wiped his hand across his beard, stained with the red juice of the fermented drink."
(Tarnsman of Gor, page 168)

IRC hint:
*Ka-la-na a potent red wine, made from the fruit of ka-la-na; the white wine is usually served chilled, the red at room temperature goblet and a bottle of ka-la-na (sometimes served in botas - skins) fill the goblet at the Masters feet, then offer it up .

*Mulled ka-la-na and Heated ka-la-na, with mulling spices. Usually garnished with a piece of ka-la-na fruit or tospit, served in a goblet. goblet kept warm in a pot at the firepit, ladle it into the pottery or pewter goblet, add a garnish and take to the one you are serving .


"Little pock-face," called Relius. "I would be served."
Virginia Kent, with her pitcher of Ka-la-na, ran lightfootedly to Relius, guard in the House of Cernus.
"Let Lana serve Relius wine." said another girl, a Red Silk Girl, first to the guard, leaning towards him, lips parted. Relius put out his cup but before the girl could pour the wine she seemed suddenly to fly off the back of the dias, the seat of her tunic firmly gripped in the small hand of Virginia Kent, Lana landed with a considerable bump on the stones of the hall, the wine flying backward.
"Relius guards Virginia," the young slave girl from Earth informed collared, Red Silk Lana.
(Assassins of GOR, page 238)


Kal-da(pottery or wooden bowl or "pot")
"Kal-da is a hot drink, almost scalding, made of diluted Ka-la-na wine, mixed with citrus juices and stinging spices."
(Outlaw of Gor, page 76)

Kalda is a hot drink, almost scalding, made of diluted kalana wine, mixed with citrus juices and stinging spices. I did not care much for the mouth warming concoction, but it was popular with some of the lower castes, particularly those who performed strenuous manual labor. I expected its popularity was due more to its capacity to warm a man and stick to his ribs , and to its cheapness( a poor grade of Ka-la-na wine being used in its brewing) than to any gustatory excellence. ~ Moreover, where there was Kal-da there should be bread and meat. I thought of the yellow Gorean bread, baked in the shape of round, flat loaves, fresh and hot; My mouth watered for a tabuk steak or, perhaps, if I were lucky, a slice of roast tarsk, the formidable six tusked wild boar of Gor`s temperate forests.
(Outlaw of Gor, page 76)

I had hardly settled myself behind the table when the proprietor had placed a large, fat pot of steaming Kal-da before me. It almost burned my hands to lift the pot. I took a long, burning swig of the brew and though, on another occasion, I might have thought it foul, tonight it sang through my body like the bubbling fire it was, a sizzling, brutal irritant that tasted so bad and yet charmed me so much I had to laugh.
(Outlaw of Gor, pg. 79)



Larma, juice(glass)
I purchased some larma juice for a tarsk bit. "Is it cool," I asked. "Yes," she said.
(Mercenaries of Gor, pg 257)


Mead(horn or tankard)
"Here Jarl," said Thyri, again handing me the horn. It was filled with the mead of Torvaldsland, brewed from fremented honey, think and sweet.
(Marauders of Gor, page 90)

"Bera went to the next man , to fill his cup with the mead, from the heavy hot tankard, gripped with cloth, which she carried. "
(Marauders, page 278)


Merlot, wine(goblet)
Merlot wine is the only burgundy wine found on Gor. It is made from merlot grapes, served at room temperture in a goblet. It is stored in bottles.


Milk, Various:(glass or bowl, as preferred)

Bosk
"Not only does the flesh of the bosk and the milk of its cows furnish the Wagon Peoples with food and drink, but its hides cover the domelike wagons in which they dwell; its tanned and dewn skins cover their bodies; the leather of its hump is used for their shields; its sinews forms their thread; its bones and horns are split and tooled into implements of a hundred sorts, fromw awls, punches and spoons to drinking flagons and eapon tips; its hoofs are used for glues; its oils are used to grease their bodies against the cold."
(Nomads of Gor, page 5)

Kaiila
"Kaiila milk, which is used, like verr milk, by the people of the Tahari, is reddish, and has a strong salty taste, it contains much ferrous sulfate.."
(Tribesmen of Gor, page 71)

Verr
"The smell of fruit and vegetables, and verr milk, was strong."
(Savages of Gor, page 60)



Paga(cup or "pot")
"Does Master desire ought?" asked a black girl, kneeling before me, a paga slave of the establishment. "Paga" I said to her. She rose to her feet and went to the vat behind the counter. I sat down, cross legged, behind a low table, from which vantage point I could see the girl lying on the floor, she covered in the beggar's aba. "
(Explorers of Gor, page 132)

"I ordered another cup of paga. I played a game of kaissa with another guest of the tavern. The Paga tasted a bit strange, but it was a local paga and there is variation in such pagas, generally a function of the brewers choice of herbs and grains. "
(Explorers of Gor, page 132)

"I then gave my attention to the paga, and to my thoughts. In time I sent her back for another cup, in the tavern of Pembe, was only a tarsk bit. I paid it to the paga attendant, who collected it at the table. The girls in Pembe`s tavern, as in many taverns, are not permitted to touch coins. Evelyn, of course, who had come with the higher price of the first cup, was mine until I chose to leave the tavern or in some way release her. "
(Explorers of Gor, page 173)

"I decided , if worse came to worst, that I could always go to a simple paga tavern where, if those of Tharna resembled those of Ko-ro-ba and Ar, one might , curled in a rug behind the low tables, unobtrusively spend the night for the price of a pot of paga, a strong, fermented drink brewed from the yellow grains of Gors staple crop, Sa-Tarna, or Life Daughter. The expression is related to Sa-Thassna, the expression for meat, or food in general, which means Life-Mother. Paga is a corruption of Pagar-Sa-Tarna, which means Pleasure of the Life Daughter. "
(Outlaw of Gor, pages 74, 75)

"This is not unusual at an inn. The proportions, then, would be one part paga to five parts water. Commonly, at a paga tavern, the paga would be cut less, or not cut at all. When wine is drunk with Gorean meals, at home, incidentally, it is almost always diluted, mixed with water in a krater. At a party of convivial supper the host, or elected feast master, usually determines the proportions of water to wine. Unmixed wine, of course, may be drunk, for example, at the parties of young men, at which might appear dancers, flute slaves and such. Many Gorean wines, it might be mentioned, if only by way of explanation, are very strong, often having an alcohol content by volume of forty to fifty percent. "
(Renegades of Gor, page 70)

"There were perhaps, a hundred men, within the enclosure, and some fifteen of twenty girls. The girls filled their vessels which, like the hydria, or water vessel, are high handled, for dipping in a large kettle hung simmering over a fire near the entrance to the enclosure. Warm paga makes one drunk quicker, it is thought. I usually do not like my paga heated, except sometimes on cold nights. this night was not cold , but warm. It was now late spring. Some Cosians tend to fond of hot paga so, too, are some of the folks in the more northern islands, interestingly, such as Hunjer and Skjern, west of Torvaldsland. this probably represents an influence from Cos, transmitted through merchants and seamen. In the north generally, mead, a drink made with fermented honey and water, and often spices and such, tends to be favored over paga. "
(Vagabonds of Gor, page 16)



Palm wine(goblet)
"Schendi's most significant exports are doubtless spice and hides, with kailiauk horn and horn products also being of great importance. One of her most delicious exports is palm wine."
(Explorers of Gor, page 115)

"He is a trained fighter, Kisu," I said. "Do not fight him."
"What am I to do?" asked Kisu.
"My recommendation," said Ayari, "would be to stab him when he is not looking, or perhaps to poison his palm wine."
(Explorers of Gor, page 429)



Rence beer(tankard, "gourd flagon")
"At such times there is drinking of rence beer, steeped, boiled and fermented from crushed seeds and the whitish pith of the plant"
(Raiders of Gor, page 18)

"I had carried bowls of cut, fried fish, and wooden trays of roasted tarsk meat, and roasted gants, threaded on sticks, and rence cakes and porridges, and gourd flagons, many times replenished, of rence beer."
(Raiders of Gor, page 44)



Slave wine(glass or goblet)
"Slave wine is bitter, intentionally so ... its effect lasts more than a Gorean month. I did not wish the females to conceive. A female slaves is taken off slave wine ony when it is her Master's intention to breed her."
(Marauders of Gor,pages 23-24)



Sul Paga(small glass)
"Sul paga is, when distilled, though the Sul itself is yellow, as clear as water. The Sul is a tuberous root of the Sul plant; it is a Gorean staple. He could have been commenting only on the potentcy of the drink, for Sul paga is almost tasteless. One does not guzzle Sul paga."
(Slave Girl of Gor, page 134)



Ta wine(goblet)
"It was Ta wine, from the Ta grapes of the terraces of Cos...In the last year heavy import duties had been levied by the high council of Vonda against the wines of certain other cities, in particular against the Ka-la-nas of Ar."
(Fighting Slave of Gor, page 306)



Turian liquour(small glasses)
"She picked up the small tray from the stand near the table. On it was the small vessel containing a thick, sweet liqueur from distant Turia, the Ar of the south, and the two tiny glasses from which we had sipped it."
(Explorers of Gor, page 10)

"The liqueurs of Turia are usually regarded as the best..."
(Kajira of Gor, page 406)

"Publius, to my surprise, selected a liqueur of Turia. 'Those of Turia are the best,' he said to Drusus Rencius, smiling, almost apologetically."
(Kajira of Gor, page 407)



Turian wine(goblet)
"I did not much care for the sweet, syrupy wines of Turia, flavored and sugared to the point where one could almost leave one's fingerprint on their surface."
(Nomads of Gor, pages 83-84)



Wine(goblet)
"In a Gorean supper in a house of wealth, in the course of the supper, with varied courses, eight to ten wines might be served, each suitably and congruously matched with respect to texture and bouquet not only to one another but to the accompanying portions of food."
(Fighting Slave of Gor, page 277)

"The first wine, a light white wine, was being deferentially served..."
(Fighting Slave of Gor, page 276)

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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KENNELS: A Peek Inside the Kennels of the Female Slaves

"Here," said Sucha, "is the entrance to the kennels of the female slaves."

I shrank back. The door was small, and thick, and iron, some eighteen inches by eighteen inches square.

"Enter," said Sucha.

She stood behind me with the whip.

I turned the handle on the tiny door and, falling to me belly, squirmed through.

Sucha followed me.

Within we stood up. I gazed about myself with wonder. The room was lofty, and spacious; it contained numerous slender, white pillars, rich hangings; it was tiled in purple, and there was in it a scented pool; the walls were glossy and richly mosaiced with scenes of slave girls at the service of their masters; I uneasily touched the collar at my throat; light filtered down from narrow, barred windows, set high in the glossy, mosaiced walls. Here and there, about the pool, lay indolent girls, not set to work. They regarded me, appraising my face and figure, doubtless comparing it to their own.

"The room is beautiful," I said.




`la kajira dreams' reflections...

This girl has dreamt of the kennels... of being led there by her Master... romantically tucked away for her night's rest .... ah! but that is just a dream!

As often the case, the scrolls of Gor tell of vast differences in the kennels of the slaves. In Slave Girl of Gor, on page 257, the kennels of the females are described as 'jungles' where girls fight amongst one another to impose a pecking order and - once established - that order remains until the next challenge of the larger, stronger slave and her 'cohorts' begins the ranking once again.

"Squabbles among slave girls can be nasty. In them there is likely to be much screaming and rolling upon the tiles; vicious clawing, biting, kicking and hair pulling tend to figure in such feminine disputations; even more shameful perhaps is the fact that the other girls find such contests amusing and encourage the contestants."

"Oh!" I think to myself as I lie back in my earth-girl bed and ponder the reality of clawing at a sister on the cold tiles... of having my hair pulled cruelly by another slave... at how MAD I would be. How defiant. How "slave"! And I cannot help but smile at this kajira's "torment" and how this "quickness of mind and alertness" this fiestiness, this spirit, is what is sought after in a Gorean slavegirl. "I would win," I say aloud to myself.

"I supposed the requirements of the slaves were high. Each of the girls, I suspected, would be vital and much alive. Each of them I knew was beautiful. Each of them, I suspected, would be intelligent, for Goreans, as the men of Earth commonly do not, celebrate quickness of mind and alertness in a girl. And now they were in the kennels." (Assassins of Gor, page 125)

May you dream of scented pools and deep furs...
`la kajira dreams!

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!