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Collaring of Northern Women
DIR By: Oreo
Date: February 25, 2014, 11:01 pm
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> Mead was replenished in the drinking horn by a dark-haired
bond-maid, who filled it, head down, shyly, not looking at me.
She was the only one in the hall who was not stripped, though,
to be sure, her kirtle, by order of her master, was high on her
hips, and, over the shoulders, was split to the belly. Like any
other wench, on her neck, riveted, was a simple collar of black
iron. She had worn a Kur collar before, and, with hundreds of
others, had been rescued from the pens. The fixing of the Kur
collar, it had been decided by Svein Blue Tooth, was equivalent
to the fixing of the metal collar and, in itself, was sufficient
to reduce the subject to slavery, which condition deprives the
subject of legal status, and rights attached thereto, such as
the right to stand in companionship. Accordingly, to her
astonishment, Bera, who had been the companion of Svein Blue
Tooth, discovered suddenly that she was only one wench among
others. From a line, as part of his spoils, the Blue Tooth
picked her out. She had displeased him mightily in recent years.
Yet was the Blue Tooth fond of the arrogant wench. It was not
until he had switched her, like any other girl, that she
understood that their relationship had under-gone a
transformation, and that she was, truly, precisely what she
seemed to be, now his bond-maid. No longer would her dour
presence deprive his feasts of joy. No longer would she, in her
free woman’s scorn, shower contempt on bond-maids, trying to
make them ashamed of their beauty. She, too, now, was no more
than they. She now had new tasks to which to address herself,
cooking, and churning and carrying water; the improvement of her
own carriage, and beauty and attractiveness; and the giving of
inordinate pleasure in the furs to her master, Svein Blue Tooth,
Jarl of Torvaldsland; if she did not do so, well she knew, as an
imbonded wench, that others would; it was not, indeed, until her
reduction to slavery that she realized, for the first time, how
fine a male, how attractive and how powerful, was Svein Blue
Tooth, whom she had for years taken for granted; seeing him
objectively for the first time, from the perspective of a slave
girl, who is nothing herself, and comparing him with other free
men, she realized suddenly how mighty how splendid and
magnificent he truly was. She set herself diligently to please
him, in service and in pleasure, and, if he would permit it, in
love. Bera went to the next man, to fill his cup with mead, from
the heavy, hot tankard, gripped with cloth, which she carried.
She was sweating. She was barefoot. The bond-maid was happy.
Marauders of Gor, page 277-278
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> Now came slave girls bearing skins of water. They walked
slowly, bent over, placing each step carefully, that they not
lose their balance, heavy skins, bulging and damp, across their
shoulders. I saw Honey Cake among them, and the Forkbeard’s
golden girl, the southern silk girl, too, she laboring as any
other bond-maid. I do not think that in the south she had been
forced so to work. She staggered. “Hurry,” said the girl behind
her, “or we will be beaten!” The girl moaned, and staggered to
the gangplank, and, slowly, foot by foot, her bare feet pressed
by the weight deeply into the rough boards, climbed, carrying
her burden, to the deck of the ship. Among the girls, too, I saw
Bera, she one of the Blue Tooth’s girls, one of several, who had
been placed under the orders of Wulfstan to assist in the
loading. She was naked. The other girls, resenting the tunic she
had been given, had stripped her. Svein Blue Tooth had laughed
Masters do not interfere in the squabbles of slaves.
> Marauders of Gor, page 288-289
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Re: Collaring of Northern Women
DIR By: Oreo
Date: February 25, 2014, 11:07 pm
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> "Accordingly, to her astonishment, Bera, who had been the
companion of Svein Blue Tooth, discovered suddenly that she was
only one wench among others. From a line, as part of his spoils,
the Blue Tooth picked her out. She had displeased him mightily
in recent years. Yet was the Blue Tooth fond of the arrogant
wench. It was not until he had switched her, like any other
girl, that she understood that their relationship had undergone
a transformation, and that she was, truly, precisely what she
seemed to be, now his bond-maid."
>
> Marauders of Gor, pg. 277-278
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