Quote's from the books of Gor(Author John Norman)02:59 Aug 25 2013
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Now before you read these and get some idea that I am just some feminist bitch let me tell you that Gor is a Male Dominant society in the books and in other platforms and Panthers are the way they are in an attempt to escape this so with that being said Do what thou wilt and judge if you must.
There is a Gorean saying that free women, raised gently in the high cylinders, in their robes of concealment, unarmed, untrained in weapons, may, by the slaver, be plucked like flowers.
There is no such saying pertaining to panther girls. Hunters of Gor, page 118
I saw a woman, in the brief skins of the panther women, turn and approach me.
She wore ornaments of gold, an armlet, and anklet, a long string of tiny, pierced, golden cylinders looped four times about her neck.
At her belt was a sleen knife.
She stood over me. She looked down upon me. Her legs were shapely. She was marvellously figured.
I pulled at the thongs on my wrists and ankles. My feet and arms had been tied separately, widely apart. I was stretched between four stakes. Several bands of binding fiber fastened each limb to its heavy stake. The stakes were notched to prevent the fiber from slipping. I could scarcely feel my hands and feet. I was well secured. I had been stripped.
She looked down upon me.
She carried a light spear.
I turned my head to one side.
With the blade of her spear she turned my head so that I must again face her.
“Greetings, Slave,” she said.
I did not speak to her.
She looked down upon me, and laughed.
I, her captive, hated her.
Yet she did not permit me to take my eyes from her. The blade of her spear made me face her.
“Am I so difficult to look upon?” she asked.
She was one of the most exciting beautiful women I had ever seen.
I resented the brief, tight skins which concealed her from me.
Her blond hair, unbound, swirled below the small of her back. Her blue eyes, regarded me, contemptuously.
“No,” I said, “it is not difficult to look upon you.”
She was magnificent. She might have been bred from pleasure slaves and she-panthers. She was sinuous and arrogant, desirable, dangerous, feline. I had little doubt that she was swift of mind. She was surely proud and haughty. She was lithe. She was perhaps two inched taller than the average Gorean woman, and yet, due to the perfections of her proportions, as vigorous and stunning as a girl bred deliberately in the slave pens for such qualities. Hunters of Gor, page 127, 128
Verna looked down upon me. “You wished to take us as slaves,” she said, “it is you who have been taken slave.”
I looked up at her in horror. I pulled at the thongs.
“Shave him,” she said.
I fought, but two girls held my head, and Mira, laughing, with a small bowl of lather and a shaving knife, shave the two-and-one-half-inch degradation stripe on my head, from the forehead to the back of my neck.
“You are now well marked,” said Verna, “as a man who has fallen to women.” Hunters of Gor, page 137
COMMENTS
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LycanElite
03:02 Aug 25 2013
I read this.
You're just some feminist bitch.
Don't hurt me goodbye. XDD
Oceanne
04:34 Aug 25 2013
Do panthers live within the Gor society, or are they outcasts living out of the Gorean communities?
Dakotah
05:04 Aug 25 2013
I read these books by JN. Worse books I ever had the displeasure to read. The reason I did read them is a rl friend conned me into coming to SL to play Gor with him and start a Black Caste Group. Since he knew I always was decent at combat in all the games I played he thought that this might be something I would like. I played it for 5 years as a Black Caste. I just really like killing other players. So I read the books to better play my role in Gorean Society. I no longer play Gor SL anymore. I Gave the 32 books to Goodwill. Gor makes me cringe now.
But welcome to VR and good luck!