For those of you who don't know what Secondlife is here is a brief description. It is a huge MMORPG that spans the world. Inside this amazing virtual universe there are lands, called SIMS, dedicated to the role-play of Gor.
Gor is an Earth-like world created by writer John Norman. Norman wrote 26 books about the world of Gor and its inhabitants. Now that said - the books are horrible. Terribly written and hard to slough through because of the slow pace due to bad prose. But, the world building is amazing. It is this very world building that has drawn me into the virtual recreations of this place, this Counter-Earth. As this blog progresses, and my training continues, I will write more about the Gorean way of life and world.
The rules of Gorean life are complex and varied, especially in cyberspace. Simplified there are two classes of people; the slave and the free. The majority of the slaves are women, but I have seen a few men - it is my understanding that these types are not considered to the BTB or By the Book Gor as they are slaves to Panthers and Femlaw role players. (FemLaw and Panthers appear to be a cyberspace creation for those women who want to be warriors. It is my understanding that these types are looked down on by serious Gorean role players.) The other types of people are the Free which consist of men and women. They are castes and degrees of honor.
As of this writing I am a collared slave at the Port of Meqara. I am a kajira in training. I am a white silk, which means I have yet to be opened - basically my avatar is a virgin. At some point my virginity will be sold to a man and he will take me furring - whether I like it or not.
As a kajira, I belong to the city and the head slaver is my master. I wear a collar around my neck and can be severely punished if I misbehave. When a Free is around I must kneel in a position called Tower. My legs tucked underneath me and my knees closed together. My hands on my thighs, palms up and my gaze turned down. If I fail to do this, I will be beaten. I must address all Frees as Master or Mistress with the greeting of Tal (Hello in the Gorean language). If I fail to do this, I will be beaten. If I go furring with a man, whether he forces me or not, without permission of the Master, I will be beaten. Can you see a pattern emerging?
Why would a woman who in her RL has a position of relative power in her work, a secure and calm life, and a stable family and friend network come online in the recesses of the night and subject herself to this?
Because I want to see what makes people want to immerse themselves in this alternate world, this place where the power is shifted. This place is more then a BDSM wasteland or a world of geeks at computers.
There is an elegance and I mean to find it.
This blog will be a chronicle of that journey
A week again I was collared by Master Khronos and brought to the city. I was stripped naked and handed to the Slaver. I was collared again and examined to prove I was a white silk. I am a slave. I am a beast. The slaver gives me only two rules to follow.
1. Be at his boot awaiting orders
2. Be carrying out his orders.
I am a kajira of Gor.
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