That which commands admiration in the white woman only hastens the degradation of the female slave.
My master had power and law on his side; I had a determined will. There is might in each.
A Gorean slave girl in the presence of a free man or woman always kneels, unless excused from doing so.
I WAS born a slave; but I never knew it till six years of happy childhood had passed away
The slave child had no thought for the morrow; but there came that blight, which too surely waits on every human being born to be a chattel.
I would rather drudge out my life on a cotton plantation, till the grave opened to give me rest, than to live with an unprincipled master and a jealous mistress.
There is something akin to freedom in having a lover who has no control over you, except that which he gains by kindness and attachment.
As with cows, mares, female camels, slave girls, buffalo cows, she goats, and ewes, it is not the begetter ,or his owner who obtains the offspring, even thus ,it is with the wives of others.
The slave girl is reared in an atmosphere of licentiousness and fear.
There is yet no ethic dealing with man's relation to land and to the animals and plants which grow upon it. Land, like Odysseus' slave-girls, is still property. The land-relation is still strictly economic, entailing privileges but not obligations.
But I now entered on my fifteenth year - a sad epoch in the life of a slave girl. My master began to whisper foul words in my ear. Young as I was, I could not remain ignorant of their import
Some of the guys in the Northern Alliance are war criminals. One of the Northern Alliance commanders ran a slave girl network in Kabul in 1994. Remember that there was a period when every woman on the streets was at risk of being raped. This was the Northern Alliance period of glory.
Slave girls on Gor address all free men as Master, though, of course only one such would be her true Master.
There's nothing funny about, 'Yeah, I took a First Class plane ticket and I went to some designer beach and made out with a Laotian slave girl.' Who cares?
XI I sang his name instead of song; Over and over I sang his name: Backward and forward I sang it along, With my sweetest notes, it was still the same! I sang it low, that the slave-girls near Might never guess, from what they could hear, That all the song was a name.
A wise word is more rare than the green emerald, and one can find the word of wisdom even amongst the slave girls making grain.
I read slave narratives, books like Bullwhip Days, Incidents in the Life of a Slave Girl. [The Root's chairman] Henry Louis Gates has an amazing documentary called Many Rivers to Cross - really, his whole writings; he's such a wealth of knowledge.
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