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Gorean unity heart dance 2/17/07

For the best and bravest dance and excellent conceptualization in performance - a special prize of honorable mention ---- neelam
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March 9th Festival

Beginners division.....(her very first dance ever).......winner of second place ------ desirea
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April 28th A Charity Event

winner of third place, in the Intermediate Group of dancers is ......... neelam
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Bond-maids

The bondmaids of Torvaldsland are girls who know their position in life and are greatly different from the "silk girls of the south".

She was a large breasted woman. The men of Torvaldsland are fond of such women. Marauder of Gor p 44.

"Look!" cried Pudding. "A silk girl!" The expression `silk girl!' is used, often, among bond-maids of the north, to refer to their counterparts in the south. The expression reflects their belief that such girls are spoiled, excessively pampered, indulged and coddled, sleek pets, who have little to do but adorn themselves with cosmetics and await their masters, cuddled cutely, on plush, scarlet coverlets, fringed with gold. Marauders of Gor, p.144


The girls do know their place and relish it among the men of Torvaldsland.

She stood very still, facing the couch, at its foot. She was a bond-maid. She was property. She was owned. "Force me," she whispered. Bond-maids know they are chattel, and relish being treated as such. Deep in the belly, too, of every female is a desire, more ancient than the caves, to be forced to yield to the ruthless domination of a magnificent , uncompromising male, a master; deep with in them they all wish to submit, vulnerably and completely, nude, to such a beast. Marauders of Gor, p.136

"My Jarl," she asked, frightened, "is it the second taking of the Gorean master, to which you intend to subject me?" "Yes," I told her. "I have heard of it," she wept. "In it," she gasped, "the girl is permitted no quarter, no mercy!" "That is true," I told her. We lay together, silently, I holding her, she against me, chained, for something like half of an Ahn. Then I touched her. "She lifted her head. "Is it beginning?" she asked. "Yes," I told her. "May a bond-maid beg one favor of her Jarl?" she asked. "Perhaps," I said. She leaned over me. I felt her hair brush my body. "Be merciless," she whispered. "Be merciless," she begged. "That is my intention," I told her, and threw her to her back. Marauders of Gor, p 137.

"The women cried out in misery. To enter the circle, if one is a female, is, by the laws of Torvaldsland, to declare oneself a bond-maid. A woman, of course, need not enter the circle of her own free will. She may, for example, be thrown within it, naked and bound. Howsoever she enters the circle, voluntarily or by force, free or secured, she emerges from it, by the laws of Torvaldsland, as a bond-maid."

Book 9, Marauders of Gor, page 44



"I saw people running down the sloping green land, toward the water. Several came form within the palisade. Among them, white kirtled, collared, excited, ran bond-maids. These, upon the arrival of their Master are permitted to greet him. The men of the north enjoy the bright eyes, the leaping bodies, the squealing, the greetings of their bond-bond maids. In the fields I saw an overseer, clad in scarlet, with a gesture of his hand, releasing the thralls. Then, they, too, ran down toward the water."

Book 9, Marauders of Gor, pages 82 - 83

Bond-maids

Bond-maids wear kirtles. It is an ankle length garment made from the wool of the hurt. Woven or pressed in to a felt-like fabric. It has a deep V-cut neckline plunging to a girl's naval. It is sleeveless. It is worn when travelling or working outside. In the Hall a bond-maid wears nothing. She serves naked, using this to please the Jarls. If a girl is restricted from furring with others she can use simple touches, pressing aginst the Jarls while pouring, soft whispers and gentle laughs to entice and tantalize Them.



Thralls

Men in the fields wore short tunics of white wool; some carried hoes; their hair was close cropped; about their throats had been hammered bands of black iron, with a welded ring attached.
Marauders of Gor, (pg 82)
If you are washed and readied" said a young thrall, collared in a kirtle of white wool, "it is permissible to present yourself before the high seat of the house, before my master, Svein Blue Tooth, Jarl of Torvaldsland."
Marauders of Gor, page 194

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This is Northern Gor