Nosexmaster
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Hey Angel
It was good to read your comments. There are many Goreans on line, many who see themselves as warrious/masters/ but most of them are merely ribbon merchants or slave traders.
Like the Republic, Gor represents the philosophical reality conceived as a mirror to our society, dedicated to the Freedom for women who give themselve to something greater than themselves.
But, J.N realizes that we all do that. Yet he scorns the women who dedicate themselves to living according to "what the neighbors might think!", upholding the mores of "establishment" societal values, rather than living life on a one on one basis - honest with themselves - able to commit truly, sincerely, without reservation.
The true master is not one who drags his slave on a length of heavy chain down Malibu Beach behind his Harley, nor does he send her offt o Hogtied.com to earn $800.00. The true master is one who respects his slave for committing herself to him, for devoting her life to him, for helping him to be more than he ever thought he could be.
The true slave is not an entity apart from the true master. She is a piller, supporting his desires and filling his needs. True slaves are not made, they are born. Just as the top athlete tortures his biody to attain the utmost, so a true master will lead his slave into paths which she has always desired to travel. Just as afine violinist tortures his fingers, or a ballet dancer tortures his feet, a true master tortures his slave to free her to be what she can be, but would never achieve with the force of his will.
It is not confinement in slavery but the total destruction of the constraints of a society which feeds babies sugar tea and complains that their teeth are bad, puts women in jail for sunning in the nude, shows little children how to maim and kill at dinner time news tv, and calls unmarried sexual congress between consenting partners, perverse, and denies personal freedom..
Gor is the mirror of a society which pens its cattle, feeds them antibiotics, growth hormones, and dead sheep infected with scabbies, and then wonders where all the antibiotic resistant deseases come from, why people who eat meat filled with stress hormones have the highest rate of heart attacks in the world and how mad cow disease happened to us.
The fantasy lies in the magic potion to preserve the ladies of the 20th Century at the height of their earthly physical beauty. Despite the fact that many of these newly created slaves are high school girls, or junior division college girls, once brought to Gor, the successful slave is transformed into a mythical creature whose physical beauty never diminishes ... and ... she never becomes pregnant ... a child mother slowly being destroyed by multiple chores of cooking, cleaning, shopping, changing diapers, driving the brood to appointments ranging from ballet to orthodotics, to Karete, while changing diapers, maintaining a Penthouse Exterior and a High Society sex life with kinks for her man who actually comes home late from the hour and a half commuter train ride to find dinner in the oven, a note on the table telling him to pick up the baby sitter, a preciscious 15 year old girl who dreams about getting raped by the father of the children she is sitting, and who calls her her acne faced 16 year old boyfriend to come and do the job as soon as Mom and Pop are of to their Bride game, cocktail party, Johnny's basket ball game, Joanies volley ball tournament ... whatever. WHEN THE POOR SAP CRAWLS INTO BED TO FIND THE LOVE OF HIS LIFE'S HEAD FILLED WITH BOTTLE BRUSHES; AND SHE WATCHES AS (have you seen recent pictures of Conan's fat rolls falling off his back?) flabby crawls into bed wearing the same underwear he put on that morning, not haven taken off his socks, smelling of bear, cigaretts, and a sinus infection, it is any wonder that in their heart of hearts that they want to go to Gor?
Hardly!
Furthermore, the true slave, by being in the condition of little chioce, she either submits to the molten fires of sexual expression which we all have, but which on earth can not be set free because of social constraint, or she is tormented or thrown to the sleen, is freed by being unable to resist. Thus the attraction of all the bondage fantasies of women who say to their souls, "I have no choice, therefore I am free to do all those lovely naughty things which I would not have the courage to do if someone else did not prevent me from not doing them. And since J.N. is probably male, the slaves always secretly desire what he believes he as male would like if his fantasy woman were real.
Since the slave orgasm is not the typical result of "Slam Bam, Than you Ma'am" and since few pairs in real life have the time, energy, or interest, which go into achieving true Gorean slave orgasms, it is likely that the Brad Pitt look alikes who are working in high pressure jobs, constantly trying to avoid getting knocked off their piece of the rock, are the least likely to achieve true warrior king status.
Steffi Graf's husband, after being married to a movie star billed as a teen sex queen made it clear that not even a traditional Greek Warrior who spent his days killing helpless little balls of fluff could match the nightime performance demands of such a fantasy.
The fact that the true slave binds her master to herslf through her total submission, through being ready, willing, able and competent, through never getting pregnant, never growing old, through never waking up one morning with grey hairs and wrinkles, is clear throughout the Gorean fantasy, but readily ignored by the "Batterers who beat their women, break their bones, maim and often kill them, because their puny resistance doomed to failure provides a success where the batterer, frustrated in his daily life, has suffered failure.
The fact that the true slave insinuates herself into the entity of the true master's being is reflected by the subtle language chenge which occurs when the true master whose voice often communicates by suggesting answers to himself alous gives a girl permission to speak, and speaksdirectly to her.
Thus, not even on Gor are slave girls anythjing more than the trusted, valued, and often superior members of the true master's staff, who, dependent upon their consent and advice, are reduced to travelling incognito with sword sheathed without their help.
Last, but not least, the true Gorean Master provides not only release and freedom through the paradox of accepting no less than total complete willing submission rewarded in part by dispensing Gorean Slave orgasms (ciold shivers run pleasureably down my spine as I see the coirners of the eyes of my slave wrinkle and draw into the ecstacy of the true Gorean Slave orgasm) but he represents the ultimate in the true Gorean Ideal, honor, duty, gracious and just understanding of the weak and the defensless. He is an island of safety in an evil and dangerous world where a slave girl may at any time be fastened to a conienient object with a sigh on her collar. "Take me - my master has deserted me."
Now tell me that you are an earth maiden who desiures to be transported to the heady atmosphere of Gor to be transformed from Angel to a face stripped animal caged until the fires in you are all so consuming that you no longer care about food, drink, or release from your bonds, just as long as those fires are quenched.
No Sex Master, the name says it all.
As any Dom can tell you, the heady rush provided by having total control over another, especially one who relinquishes that control through the power exchange, is indeed an addictive experience. The trick is to exercise the power without letting the power exercise the Dom.
The parody is the parody of the "Smithies" or the prepie girls who are getting their Mrs. Deghrees to live in the pampered and rarified atmosphere of the
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barelynangel, the name says it all - 
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