anjelle
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Tal Masters, Mistresses and all. Before You is an'jelle. Please forgive her lack of knowledge in the "on line" aspects of Gor, as she is new there, but not to the world, itself. In loving service she writes these words: i had wondered on different views of "punishment". Having been called "kajira" for quite some time, now...my Master is very pleased in me, and though pride is not a vice we are allowed to have, i call myself proud of Him. Serving Him in every aspect that a woman can for a Man, He's valued me among any "red silk" He's known. So in this, lies my questions. Punishment. Allow me to start where the questions started...not very long ago...i had what any woman would call a "bad day." A "single" mother of two toddlers. Meaning, i live alone, in the house that He provides, and comes to as He so chooses. On this day He was not with me. Days like this are taken advantage of by serious house cleaning while the children are at school and day care, shopping and other menial chores. Things that need to be done while my attention need not be on His needs. Anyway, ~waves her hand, putting herself back on track~ after a day of sniffly noses, "MINE!", potty training and dinner...my Master graces the doorstep. Greeting Him properly, and seeing that He is taken care of, shower prepared and other such things...after which, i am able to put my children to bed. Exhausted...flat out spent, i was that night. He lays in bed, and after begging leave to lay with Him, i am allowed to rest next to Him...no place else in the world would i have rather been on that night, or any other. Closing my eyes, and nearly drifting off...I hear, "Please Me." There...that was my quandry...the slave in me immediately springs to nadu to judge His temperment. The tired mother and woman of me, which i'd like to kick in the chin, sighed tiredly under sagging eyes as i knelt there next to Him. ...a few minutes later... As i lay there on the floor...at the foot of the bed...with no blanket for warmth or pillows to rest my weary head on, i reflect. He truely is a marvel of a Man...very truely "my Master" as this is the worst punishment i could imagine. Instead of a whip, which i may have begged for...or a sharp stinging slap across my cheek...i lay here...cold and alone...squirming now, as my inner fires react to the plunging fingers that pulled me within inches of His angered face before i was sent from His sight. So, therein lies the question...do all Masters punish as such? It is, indeed, a true slaves only desire to be close and pleasing to her Master. Perhaps, in training, beating and deprivation of food and such could be effective. But this slave, being owned heart, body and soul, loves, above all else the warmth and pleased happiness of her Master. Taking that away...would end me...and He knows it. ~smiles~ In loving service, an'jelle {DPK}
< Message edited by anjelle -- 2/7/2007 11:02:37 AM >
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"...because He is Master and i am slave."
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