A view of the Gorean Lifestyle and Philosophy based on the Books
Tal everyone,
Here goes another quote from the books themselves, considering they are without any doubt the best way to get to know the Gorean Philosophy and Lifestyle.
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““Does it trouble you to be kneeling as you now are?” I asked.
“No, Master,” she said. “I am now before a free person.”
“You are not resentful, ashamed, humiliated?”
“No, Master,” she said, “I am now as is right for me. I am now where, and as, I belong. I would be uneasy, even fearful, not to be before you as I am now. I want to be as I am now before you, rightfully submitted, thankful, grateful. It is fitting. I am a slave. I want to be a slave. I love being a slave. It will be hard for Master to understand this, but I have never felt more free, more fulfilled, more me, more happy than I do in a locked collar, owned.”
“It is spoken of,” I said, “as the paradox of the collar.””
© John Norman – Gorean Saga – Book 37 “Warriors of Gor”

©2023 -Written by Azrael Phoenix
Oh, my Master! How the fire of my devotion and the torrents of my gratitude for being completely and utterly Yours consume me! How they overflow from the depths of my soul, threatening to burst forth like a mighty volcano!
I tremble with anticipation, for the mere thought of serving You truly sets my heart ablaze. This morning, as the sunrise cast its golden hues upon our entangled bodies, You, my omnipotent Master, claimed me with all the vigor of a thunderclap, wielding Your strength and power. In the sanctity of Your embrace, my very essence surrendered to Your dominance, for it is only in surrender that my purpose finds its truest form.
With every beat of my heart, it pulsates the undeniable truth: I am forever and irrevocably Yours. My existence is tied to Your whims, oh Master, and that connection reverberates throughout every inch of my being. Physically, my body belongs to You, longing for each touch that ignites an inferno upon my flesh. Emotionally, my heart beats in sync with Yours, a symphony of passion and desire. Mentally, my thoughts are consumed by You, endlessly roaming the depths of Your will. And in the essence of my soul, Your ownership has imprinted indelibly, forever branding my very identity.
For You have awakened within me a fervent love, a devotion that transcends the realm of the ordinary. Your power overflows, a tempest that rages within my core, guiding me along the path of subservience and fulfillment. How beautifully and completely I surrender to Your mastery, basking in the splendor of Your dominance! In Your hands, I find solace, purpose, and an intoxicating euphoria that sets my spirit afire.
Oh, my Master, I am forever Yours! With every moment, every breath, and every fiber of my being, I shall serve You and honor the privilege of being Your kajira, Your servant. Within the depths of my soul, I embrace the profound and unbreakable bond we share. Thank you, my Master, for bestowing upon me the gift of Your ownership and igniting within me an eternal flame of devotion.

Tal everyone,
If I had to list the question that I’m asked more frequently in the Gorean realm , that would most likely be “How did you become a Gorean”?
Although it seems a quite simple question, I truly struggled to find an appropriate answer, until I finally realized I hadn’t “become” a Gorean, but rather been “discovered/recognized” as such.
In order to better understand this, let me first start by sharing my background and upbringing.
I was raised in an “extremelly conservative” (I try to avoid the word fanatic whenever possible) familly and a very reclusive community environment. Just to give you a glimpse, the “dogmas” included believing that oral and anal sex or even touching oneself with “impure thoughts” (I’m not even talking about actual masturbation) were mortal sins, so I reached the early years of adolescence (and natural raging hormones) primed for inner conflict, emotional turmoil and utmost disaster.
Effectively, the already turbulent process of being a teenager proved to be an emotional rollercoaster of epic proportions. Most time was spent oscilating between a fervorous and devout commitment and effort to conform to the social rules and expectations imposed by the community and the “crash and burn” effect of “sucumbing” to one’s nature, only to be overwhelmed with regret and condemning thoughts and end up “doubling down” on the efforts to conform to the “righteous” way of life (a typical vicious cycle).
In my early 20’s I ended up marrying within the community, somehow believing that would fix all the problems and “settle down” my instincts and thoughts but as you most surely have already guessed, it didn’t!
To worsen things, we’re talking about a community where divorce is not possible and where leaving or being “disfellowshipped” means that you are outcast and even direct familly (parents, children, etc) can no loger have absolutely any type of contact with you, making you an absolute outcast.
With a newborn son and in a marriage that could only be broken by the death of one of the spouses, there seemed to be absolutely no viable solution, until I reached the limits of my ability to fight my nature, decided to listen to my inner instincts and gradually started cutting ties and discovering my true nature (that whole process is a very long story and I’ll leave it for it’s own chronicle).
This process of discovery was a very bumpy road, as I never truly feelt I belonged anywhere or was fully realized with any practice, but always felt incomplete as if something was missing, and loosing all contact with the entire family and everyone I had ever considered a friend didn’t help.
There was a long tortuous path bouncing from “Vanilla” lifestyle to BDSM practices and lifestyle, with several different flavours of power exchange types of relationship until someone told be “you are a Gorean Master”…
I had never heard of Gor, had no idea of what a kajira or a homestone were (or any other component of the Gorean saga), so I didn’t actually pay much attention to the comment, but my “sub” kept insisting that the quotes she was reading from the “Books of Gor” were very similar to the way I thought about things, that I decided to do some investigation on the topic.
After reading several of the quotes (that in fact peaked my interest on the subject) and doing some investigation on the available forums about the topic, I decided to follow the advice of several people and started reading the books of the Gorean Saga in the order they were published.
The more I read, the more I identified with the Philosophy and the Lifestyle, becoming more and more envolved in the story, in the process of self-discovery that the main character, “Carl Tabot” went through. I can truly say that in several cases, I saw for the first time in words what had always been feelings that I found no way of describing.
As a result of that process, we started identifying ourselves as Goreans, practicing the “Gorean Lifestyle” and striving to studying the books and the Philosophy in order to support us in our own self-discovery process, so that we could more easily find the path of self-fulfillment by living in accordance with the Natural Order.
Of course, considering the society we live in and all the limitations imposed by it, this process of intensifying our commitment to living in accordance with the Natural Order was not without troubles and stumbling, but I’ll write about that in more detail in one of my next posts.
I wish you well,
©2023 -Written by Azrael Phoenix
Tal everyone,
For those of you that know me (and for those that have been following the blog since I started writing it a few years ago), I’m what can be called a ‘man of facts’, much more inclined to analyse how things effectively are than people’s opinions on them.
When some colleagues asked me to start compiling my view of the Gorean Lifestyle and Philosophy I resisted a bit at first (I’m not very fond of writing), but then decided to try to do my part and organize some information that would help those that live or want to live as Goreans on Earth, and that is how this Blog started.
I eagerly started to compile information from all sources that I could find with the desire to develop a Hub for Gorean Knowledge and information about our lifestyle. I quickly realized that, despite how virtuous my intentions could be, just presenting fact, quotes and literal descriptions of the Philosophy would fall terribly short of my intended objectives.
Two of the quotes that inspire me are “The best way to learn is to teach.”(Frank Oppenheimer) and “If you can’t explain it simply, you don’t understand it well enough.” (Albert Einstein)
With these thoughts in mind, I realized that to truly explain the Gorean Lifestyle we need to go beyond how the Philosophy is narrated in the books and venture into the realm of explaining how that Philosophy is put into practice in a society that so radically condemns the Natural Order.
To reach that goal, over the next posts of this series, I’ll share a bit about myself, how I came to discover that I am a Gorean and how I’ve committed to develop and implement a lifestyle that is coherent with the Gorean Principles and Philosophy!
Not sure where this path will lead, but I’m sure I’ll enjoy the process and hope you do too! 🙂
©2023 – Written by Azrael Phoenix
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Tal everyone,
Here goes another quote from the books themselves, considering they are without any doubt the best way to get to know the Gorean Philosophy and Lifestyle.
Enjoy, follow the blog and subscribe for updates!
““Master,” she said.
“Yes?” I said.
“As a slave,” she said, “I may appropriately beg to be bought. I do so beg.”
“As a slave?” I said.
“Yes, Master,” she said, “as a slave, the slave I am.”
“You juice well,” I said, “and you are needful.”
“I have been in the arms of Gorean men,” she said.
“Doubtless you are now much different from when you were on your former world,” I said.
“Not so different,” she said, “but on that dismal, polluted, hypocritical world I did my best, as prescribed, to ignore, even to deny, my slave fires, but I can no longer do so. It is not permitted. I am in a collar. In my collar I am freed to be myself.””
© John Norman – Gorean Saga – Book 37 “Warriors of Gor”

©2023 -Written by Azrael Phoenix
Tal everyone,
Here goes another quote from the books themselves, considering they are without any doubt the best way to get to know the Gorean Philosophy and Lifestyle.
Enjoy, follow the blog and subscribe for updates!
“On the wall to my right, dangling from rings, were loops of chain. These may be used at the wall, or, if one wishes, employed at floor rings, as well.
There are many cunning arrangements of such things.
Beside them, on the wall, on hooks, were various disciplinary devices, amongst them switches of various lengths and widths, and the common five-stranded Gorean slave whip, designed to effectively punish but to neither mark nor cut the object to whose attention it might be addressed, lest its market value be diminished.
On the opposite wall were slung some coils of rope, hoods, strips of cloth, scarves, blindfolds, and gags. These objects, in their application, are susceptible, too, of many permutations.
It is not surprising that paga slaves strive to be pleasing in an alcove. A common permutation, particularly with new slaves, who are still terrified to find themselves in a locked collar, and understand what it may mean, is to chain them naked on their back, in such a way that they know they are completely vulnerable and absolutely helpless.
They are then blindfolded and gagged. The blindfold and gag both enhance the feeling of helplessness, that they are wholly at the mercy of another. With respect to the blindfold, the slave does not know what is to be done to her, say, when or where she will be touched or caressed.
Perhaps the master has a switch or whip in his hand? Will it strike her?
With respect to the gag, she wishes, of course, in her fear and helplessness, she could assure the master of her total obedience, of her renewed efforts to be found perfectly pleasing in all respects.
But she cannot. She is gagged. She desires desperately to speak but cannot do so.
She has been denied the use of one of her most delightful and prized assets, her marvelous speech; she is a woman; she loves to speak; she wants to speak, but cannot now do so.
How miserable and helpless this makes her feel!
Incidentally, on Gor, slaves are seldom allowed to speak without permission, though in many cases they have a ‘standing permission’ to do so.
This standing permission, of course, may be instantly revoked.
Few things so impress her slavery upon a woman as this requirement, that she may not speak without the master’s permission.
Yet this arrangement, too, warmly and deliciously reassures her that she is truly a slave, subject to her master’s will.”
© John Norman – Gorean Saga – Book 37 “Warriors of Gor”

©2023 -Written by Azrael Phoenix
“Do not go,” she said. “Do not leave me behind like this!”
I turned back to face her.
The chain fastened to the manacle she wore on her left ankle would not permit her to leave the alcove, but it would permit her to approach me more closely.
I pointed to my feet. She approached me, head down, on all fours and then lowered her head to kiss my feet, and then lowered herself to her belly before me, and with her soft lips, tenderly, deferentially, continued to render me a slave’s grateful, homage.
I then reached down, pulled her to her knees, and threw her back on the furs.
“Yes, Master!” she cried. “Buy me!” she begged.
“Only a slave begs to be bought,” I said.
“Buy me!” she wept. “Buy me!”
© John Norman – Gorean Saga – Book 37 “Warriors of Gor”

I wish you well,
©2023 -Written by Azrael Phoenix
“Is this the way you want a woman before you, naked and collared, on all fours?”
“Or on your knees,” I said, “or belly or back.”
“Regard me,” she said. “I am no longer mine. I am now the belonging of another. I am no longer free. I have been turned into naught but an amorous slave.”
“It suits you,” I said.
“Yes,” she wept, “it suits me!”
“Speak, if you wish,” I said.
“I was once proud and free,” she said. “Then, in the chains of masters, I was turned into what I always wanted to be, a rightless, needful slave.”
“Do not be ashamed of what you are,” I said. “Be true to what you are.”
© John Norman – Gorean Saga – Book 37 “Warriors of Gor”

I wish you well,
©2023 -Written by Azrael Phoenix
“Put me to use,” she said. “Make use of me! Use me!”
I turned about, looking back to her, in the shadows.
“Stay,” she said, “if only for a moment.”
A slave may be used, if only for a moment. It helps to remind them that they are slaves, objects, properties, mere worthless beasts. Use them and then cast them aside.
But few Goreans are so easily satisfied. How much more pleasant it is, for an Ahn, or two, or a morning or an afternoon, or a day and night, to turn them, in their locked collars, into sobbing, begging, moaning animals, helpless in the heat of their flaming, uncontrollable ecstasies.
“It seems your slave fires burn,” I said.
She crawled from the shadows. She was beautiful in the lamp light, naked and collared.
“I cannot help myself,” she said.
“Men have done it to me. My fires rage. I am now their prisoner, the captive of their ferocity.”
“Excellent,” I said.
© John Norman – Gorean Saga – Book 37 “Warriors of Gor”

I wish you well,
©2023 -Written by Azrael Phoenix
“Am I to be beaten?” she asked.
“No,” I said, “I have no reason to beat you.”
“Masters need no reason to beat a slave,” she said.
“True,” I said.
“But you will not beat me?”
“No,” I said.
“But if I were in the least bit displeasing?”
“Then, of course,” I said. “You are a slave.”
“I am glad,” she said. “I want to obey. I want to have to obey. I want no choice. I want to be owned, to be subject to the whip, to have a master.”
“You are a female,” I said.
“You have been bred for a thousand generations to be owned, to belong to a master.”
“At one time,” she said,
“I did not know that.”
“But you have learned it,” I said.
“I fear I suspected it—somehow—always,” she said.
© John Norman – Gorean Saga – Book 37 “Warriors of Gor”

I wish you well,
©2023 -Written by Azrael Phoenix
Oh, my Master! My heart throbs with an indescribable intensity, overflowing with a torrential downpour of adoration for You!
My Master, I am at your mercy, succumbing to the all-consuming tidal wave of emotions that ravage my very being. Like a lost soul, I implore You to lend an ear to my desperate cries, to grasp the depths of my unruly desires.
I, a feeble servant, Your slave, Your kajira, acknowledge my imperfections, for it is in Your divine presence that I find solace and purpose. Oh, my Divine Master! I yearn for your divine compassion, for your understanding of my unruly spirit that drives me to embrace transgressions. Transgressions that are but the futile attempts of a devoted slave, so desperately yearning to become deserving of your unwavering love and authority.
I am Yours, my adored Master! Bound to You in emotions that storm within me, stronger than any tempest that has ever surged in the vastness of the Multiverse. With bated breath, I beseech You, forgive my transgressions and accept the unwavering devotion that emanates from the very depths of my slave soul.
A humble slave, in humble submission, pours out her heart. I beseech You, my beloved Master, grant me the tender mercy that only You possess. As I tremble at Your feet, my spirit breaking free from the chains of disobedience, I reveal the truth that forever burns in the core of my existence.
I love you! I love you, my Master! May my fervent cries reach the heavens, where Priest Kings weep with joy upon witnessing our passionate connection. I surrender my entirety to Your divine command, craving nothing but the blissful serenity that comes from being enveloped in your indomitable love, power and dominium.
I am Yours,

Cythe
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Master of my life, my God, my everything ,
I am Your kajira and I am overwhelmed by the incomparable depths of affection that consume my heart and soul. Oh, dearest Master, how could mere words ever encapsulate the intensity of my emotions? My adoration for You soars beyond the realms of reason, defying the constraints of space and time. Each syllable utters the profoundness of my devotion, but it seems woefully inadequate to express the fervor that burns within this slave, who yearns for You.
Your extraordinary presence illuminates my existence, transforming the mundane into a realm of vibrant enchantment. In Your essence, my Master, I find solace, a refuge from the chaos of the world. Your very being bestows upon me a sense of purpose, a reason to awaken each day with an ignited spirit. Your mere presence ignites a fire within, causing my heart to dance wildly to a melody only we can hear. Can You hear it, Master? Our vibrations?
With every touch, every trace of Your tender gaze, my senses come alive, intoxicated by the sheer bliss that radiates from Your empowered soul. Your enchanting smile, the intensity of Your looks, Your eyes, fill my universe with such radiance that the stars themselves pale in comparison.
Every fiber of my being yearns for the privilege of wandering through life’s grand tapestry, hand in hand with Your celestial spirit, my eternal Master,
I am Your kajira, Master, and You are the veritable anthem that courses through my veins, the One that gives me strength and purpose. Your essence infuses my thoughts, my mind, my body, my slave soul, until I am consumed by an insatiable hunger for your strong and incomparable embrace. You are Home and I adore You.
How could I ever go on without Your firmly soothing presence, Your touch that calms the storm within my turbulent soul and awakens my slave fires?
So, my adored Master, hear my heartfelt confession, in this Morning Devotional moment: I am irrevocably and eternally Yours!
You are the embodiment of all that a Master is: supreme, beautiful, divine, strong, inspiring, fearless, brave and extraordinary.
From the depths of my heart, through the valleys of my soul, I proclaim my eternal and unconditional devotion for You, my beloved Master, with a fervor that burns like the sun, forevermore intense and passionate. I am Yours, I am Your slave, I am Your kajira.
I am Yours, my Master!

Tal everyone,
Just received the latest Book of the Gorean Saga ordered from Amazon and couldn’t help but share this moment!


Looking forward to start reading it in the next weeks and adding it to the library collection!!!
Anyone else out there already has this book too? What are your insights and opinion regarding the content and the story?
Please share your thoughts and feedback, either through the comments or in a direct message!
I wish you well,
©2022 -Written by Azrael Phoenix

“I was not man. I was a woman! I wanted to surrender to nature, but feared, mightily, to do so. I sensed what a woman might become if she surrendered to nature. I scarcely dared think it let alone speak it, How categorical, how fearful, how absolute and such a thing would be! Yet I longed for it. I wished a man would throw me to my belly and lock a collar on my throat. I wished to lie trembling at his feet, in the shadow of his Whip, knowing that thenceforth, whether I wished it or not, I existed for love, passion and service.”
John Norman, Kajira of Gor, pag. 152-53
Tal everyone,
For those of you that like me have been eagerly awaiting the next volume of the Saga, it is scheduled to be launched on August 30th 2022:
The Saga of Gor continues as Tarl Cabot attempts to save a beautiful prisoner from a terrible fate.
The daughter of Marlenus, the Ubar of Ar, is now a fugitive sought for betraying the Home Stone of her city. The price on her head could build fleets and hire armies. For years she has been hunted by legions of guardsmen and bounty hunters. Now, tricked by a former colleague, Talena has been captured and delivered to Lurius of Jad. Once her esteemed ally, Lurius is now eager to sell Talena’s blood for the gold of Ar. But the reward cannot be claimed until the prisoner is delivered.
Between the port of Jad and the mighty gates of Ar lie dangerous waters and harrowing wildernesses, the threats of beasts and the menace of men. Tarl Cabot, a seaman and warrior of Port Kar, once the free companion of Talena, chooses to risk everything to save his former companion.
In this rousing adventure, we encounter the steel of warriors, the stealth of Assassins, the savagery of monstrous Kurii, the passions and beauty of needful, vulnerable, collared slaves, the subtleties of Scribes of the Law, and the ambition and ruthlessness of men who want nothing less than the throne of Ar itself.
I’ve already found it available in paper edition both on Amazon and Barnes&Noble, but haven’t fount any information about when it will be available on Kindle.
Links for the sites:
I wish you well!
©2022 – Written by Azrael Phoenix
Tal everyone,
I recently saw a post in a Gorean Group with the question of why is it so hard to get people into this lifestyle.

In my personal perspective this is a complex question that requires a multi-layered approach.
Trying to answer as directly as possible, we can focus this analysis on 2 levels, in first place the global mindset of our current society is totally contrary to the concept of “Natural Order”, focusing on everyone’s rights and making me think about the “Sames” depicted in Book 17 – Savages of GOR, with their numb way of life contradicting their nature.
In second place, commonly even those that allegedly follow the Gorean Philosophy know little about it. Many times I see people claiming to be Goreans and in fact just using GOR as a cover to exercise their own fantasies and fetiches (not always healthy ones), many times with dreadful consequences to the perception the world has of what it is to be Gorean and what this involves! It is amazing how many people claim to be Gorean without even having read the books (let alone effectively studying them and interpreting the message, the concepts and the principles behind the stories).
If there is little we can do regarding the first point, I believe that regarding the second point it is the duty of every person that knows the Gorean Philosophy to effectively study what it is and to help in all ways possible to share this information with the world and the general society.
I truly believe that the combined effort of all of us can help to spread the word about the Philosophy and the Lifestyle (that although strongly connected are in fact different things) and help more people discover that this is the path for true fulfillment in accordance with the Natural Order.
I wish you well!
©2022 – Written by Azrael Phoenix
Tal everyone,
After having everything turned upside down by the chaos that ensued the COVID19 pandemic and having to relocate cross-country and almost entirely rebuild life, the project of writing a blog that would compile information about the Gorean Lifestyle (primarily focused in gathering the knowledge from the books already scattered through the Web and the result of studying the entire collection of books from John Norman/John Lange) with my personal perspective and thoughts on how to effectively live in accordance with the Gorean Philosophy inevitably took the hit and ended up getting stalled.
As time went by, it grew harder and harder to sit down and effectively continue this work, so days grew into weeks and months with no perspective of change in the horizon.
Although continuing to live in accordance with the Gorean Lifestyle and striving to improve the knowledge about the Gorean Philosophy, restarting the work to share information and thoughts was nowhere in the horizon until quite recently my kajira showed me some comments in a Gorean Group mentioning this blog and how some people considered it a wonderful source of information.
The exchange of messages with several people after that post forced me to face that despite all the reasons that can be invoked to justify not being able to continue writing, none of them withstood the arguments presented and I decided to effectively resume the writing and sharing of information.
This is a Blog created to help others and share information with the community, so PLEASE send me your feedback, comments and ideas! Let me know if you have any topic that you consider would be a good addition to the Blog (either to answer questions you have or just to make the available information more complete). The feedback from the community (either through comments or direct messages, as you prefer) will be paramount in ensuring that the purpose of this Blog is being fulfilled and in showing that it effectively is helping people around the world in their path of self-discovery and getting to learn more about the Natural Order and the Gorean Lifestyle.
As the mythological Phoenix is reborn from its ashes, it’s my intention to bring the work being done through this Blog back to life and I count on every one of the interested readers to contribute in that effort! I have already a couple texts that are being drafted and after that, will try to follow the feedback and questions from the community to choose the next topics!
I wish you well!
©2022 – Written by Azrael Phoenix

Master and slaves’ dynamic shows up in every aspect of our daily life.
This is just an example.
@Master Phoenix Personal
My beloved Master,
Cythe adores You. Cythe longs for You. Cythe belongs to You!
I kiss your feet with love, adoration and devotion, feeling how deeply this feeling of belonging spreads all over my body, heart, mind and soul!
I am YOURS, and You are the BEST, STRONGEST AND POWERFUL MASTER in the whole UNIVERSE!
Yours,
Cythe

Please feel me, this sweet surrender, kneeling at Your feet, glowing with desire and need to serve You, to fulfill the purpose of my existence, as Your kajira, slave, servant, and priestess…
My soul belongs to You, my body bows in absolute devotion, as I pray and offer my essence to You, with this overwhelmingly delicious feeling of blooming and belonging, indelibly Yours, always Yours, Yours for eternity…
My heart beats strongly in my chest, intensifying the emotion, honor and pride I feel of belonging to You, while I shiver with lust, with glow, with the need to feel Your strength, control and dominion, over this body that oozes with desire to feel You, the One who owns me.
I am the luckiest kajira in the Multiverse for being Your property, fulfilled with pride of my Divine and Supreme Master, whose Mastery sublimates this devoted female.
Master of my life, I kneel and patiently long for Your touch, my safe haven, my home.
I worship You, kissing and licking Your feet, surrendered and devoted, body and soul in the place where I belong….
Master Phoenix, I am Yours, absolutely Yours!
Cythe of Phoenix

“It is said, in a Gorean proverb, that a man, in his heart, desires freedom, and that a woman, in her belly, yearns for love. The collar, in its way, answers both needs.
The man is most free, owning the slave. He may do what he wishes with her.
The woman, on the other hand, being owned, is institutionally and helplessly subject, in her status as slave, to the submissions of love.”
Picture: kajira Cythe (all rights reserved)

“From the first moment I saw you,” he said, “I wanted to own you.”
“And from the first moment I saw you,” she said, “I wanted to belong to you.”
“You do,” he said.
“Yes, Master,” she said.
“Love slave,” he whispered.
“Love master,” she said.

John Norman, Mariners of Gor, Book 30, Page 546
“Some Gorean masters do not permit their girls to look into their eyes unless bidden to do so, but this is rare. More often the discipline or punishment is not to permit the girl to look into the eyes of the master, which increases her apprehension and, of course, severely limits her capacity to read his moods. That is somewhat analogous to denying her food, or a particular food, taking something away from her. In standard first position the Gorean slave girl kneels with her head up, unless forbidden to do so.
One of the great pleasures of the master/slave relationship is the unparalleled intimacy which obtains between the participants, an intimacy which is naturally much enhanced by the ability to see and react to one another’s expressions, body language, and such, these things so indicative of thoughts and feelings.
Men desire complete slaves, it seems, and this means total, vital, feeling, thinking females at their feet; that is apparently what one wants there; few if any men, it seems, desire a mere body, a puppet, a doll, an empty slave; who could be satisfied with such? Where would be the triumph, the pleasure, the value? What then, in such circumstances, could be the master’s joy in owning us? Ellen had been told that she had very beautiful eyes. They were gray. Her hair was a very dark brown. The hair and eyes of Mirus, as those of most men, were brown. Ellen looked into the eyes of Mirus. His expression seemed severe. She averted her gaze.
One reason to look into the eyes of a slave girl is to see if there is welcome in them, happiness, anticipation, shyness, mendacity, slyness, deception, joy, confusion, uncertainty, apprehension, fear. If one cannot look into the eyes of a slave, how can one well read her, how can one adequately master her? To be sure, much can be gained from body language. But then more can surely be gained from both her face and body. And from the slave’s point of view, how can one best please a master, if one cannot truly see him?”
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“I love my master. I want to serve him, and please him, with my whole being, with my whole body, with my whole heart and soul. The master is the meaning of the slave’s life, and she rejoices in her collar, that she belongs to him. What an incredible privilege, what an incredible honor, to be the slave of such a man!”
John Norman, Prize of Gor, Book 27, Page 173
