Post by pup on Jun 24, 2006 19:45:42 GMT -5
as you can see i have just put a small selection of quotes ... there many more where the word is use my ---- it is not about owning the Owner its more of saying that person is my Owner. as the quote below mean it is manly used for when your talk or with your Owner its seperates them from being just any Master or Mistress.
The expression 'my master' is not an uncommon one among Gorean slaves girls but it is almost invariably reserved for use with a legal master.
From Kajira of Gor. Page 361
My master extended his cup to me, and I, kneeling, filled it with Sul paga. I pressed my lips to the cup, and handed it to him. My eyes smarted. I almost felt drunk from the fumes.
I withdrew.
Sul paga is, when distilled, though the Sul itself is yellow, as clear as water. The Sul is a tuberous root of the Sul plant; it is a Gorean staple. The still, with its tanks and pipes, lay within the village, that of Tabuk´s Ford, in which Thurnus, our host, was caste leader.
"Excellent," said my master, sipping the Sul paga. He could have been commenting only on the potency of the drink, for Sul paga is almost tasteless. One does not guzzle Sul paga. Last night one of the men had held my head back and forced me to swallow a mouthful. In moments things had gone black, and I had fallen unconscious. I had awakened only this morning, ill, miserable, with a splitting headache, chained with the other girls.
Slave Girl of Gor, page 134
She laughed. "If I win," she said, "you give me your bole,
which I will present to my master."
"Agreed," I said. "And if I should win?"
nomads page 115 e-book
lovely wench from Turia would not, could she help it, spend
a night again similar to her first in the encampment of
Tuchuks. "Where will you sleep tonight, Slave?" Kamchak
had demanded. "If my master will permit," said the girl, with
great apparent sincerity, "at his feet." Kamchak laughed.
"Get up, Lazy Girl," said he, "the bask need watering." Grate-
fully Aphris of Turia had taken up the leather buckets and
hurried away to fetch water.
nomads page 235 e-book
If you are washed and readied," said a young thrall, collared, in a kirtle of white wool, "it is permissible to present yourselves before the high seat of the house, before my master, Svein Blue Tooth, Jarl of Torvaldsland."
mara's page 228 e-book
"Thank you, bond-maid," said he.
She put down her head.
"You are pretty, bond-maid," he said.
"Thank you, my Jarl," she said.
He looked after her, as she sped
mara's page 228 e-book
The expression 'my master' is not an uncommon one among Gorean slaves girls but it is almost invariably reserved for use with a legal master.
From Kajira of Gor. Page 361
My master extended his cup to me, and I, kneeling, filled it with Sul paga. I pressed my lips to the cup, and handed it to him. My eyes smarted. I almost felt drunk from the fumes.
I withdrew.
Sul paga is, when distilled, though the Sul itself is yellow, as clear as water. The Sul is a tuberous root of the Sul plant; it is a Gorean staple. The still, with its tanks and pipes, lay within the village, that of Tabuk´s Ford, in which Thurnus, our host, was caste leader.
"Excellent," said my master, sipping the Sul paga. He could have been commenting only on the potency of the drink, for Sul paga is almost tasteless. One does not guzzle Sul paga. Last night one of the men had held my head back and forced me to swallow a mouthful. In moments things had gone black, and I had fallen unconscious. I had awakened only this morning, ill, miserable, with a splitting headache, chained with the other girls.
Slave Girl of Gor, page 134
She laughed. "If I win," she said, "you give me your bole,
which I will present to my master."
"Agreed," I said. "And if I should win?"
nomads page 115 e-book
lovely wench from Turia would not, could she help it, spend
a night again similar to her first in the encampment of
Tuchuks. "Where will you sleep tonight, Slave?" Kamchak
had demanded. "If my master will permit," said the girl, with
great apparent sincerity, "at his feet." Kamchak laughed.
"Get up, Lazy Girl," said he, "the bask need watering." Grate-
fully Aphris of Turia had taken up the leather buckets and
hurried away to fetch water.
nomads page 235 e-book
If you are washed and readied," said a young thrall, collared, in a kirtle of white wool, "it is permissible to present yourselves before the high seat of the house, before my master, Svein Blue Tooth, Jarl of Torvaldsland."
mara's page 228 e-book
"Thank you, bond-maid," said he.
She put down her head.
"You are pretty, bond-maid," he said.
"Thank you, my Jarl," she said.
He looked after her, as she sped
mara's page 228 e-book