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The real role of Free Women in Gorean society is one of the most misinterpreted aspects on Gor. This misunderstanding is constantly being revived by various factors. First of all, by the language in most books that all women should be slaves. Second, a cursory reading of the books reveals that almost all of the important characters of free women, who are often haughty, end up as slaves. And third, there is the myth that male dominance on Gor is absolute. These three reasons combine to twist the reader's view of the free women of Gor. It is only through a deeper study of the Books of Gor that one understands the true complexity of the role of free women on Gor. They are far more than potential slaves.
The vast majority of women on Gor are free women. Only 2-3% of all women are actually slaves. This statistic alone speaks volumes about the status of free women in Gorean society. Despite all the rhetoric, Goreans do not fall into such platitudes and enslave most of their wives. They don't even enslave a significant proportion of their wives. There must be compelling reasons to support this attitude. Free women must be able to fill important roles that slave women cannot fill. The demand for these roles must exceed the demand for slaves.
Publisher. Bryjana Thoredottier
"I am a free woman," she said. "I can speak as I please."
I could not gainsay her in this. She was free. She could, accordingly, say what she wished, and without requiring permission.
Mercenaries of Gor
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The Testament
Break ....................... Between the lessons, mentor and apprentice needed a break, my head was already smoking, from heels, rivers and cities.
We decided to enjoy the winter sun in front of the scribes' house, sat down at the little table and waited for a slave with strong black wines to appear soon.
I held my face in the warm winter sun, the temperatures are still very warm and pleasant here, unlike in the far north, which is now sinking into snow.
The sun warmed my face and I both laughed inwardly at the thought that my face would only be half tanned, the lower half, where the veil sits, would remain white.
It's good nobody sees it !!!
Soon a red-haired slave came running up with a tray of black wine and offered it to us with an enchanting smile, probably the most enchanting I've ever seen, in a humility and not as intrusive as most of the girls here land on the delicious Black wine.
We happily accepted this invigorating, hot refreshment and I found out that the girl's name is Tami.
After a while, Tami began to tell that she had met two travelers in town today who were looking for a clerk. Our attention was drawn to her when she went on to say that they probably wanted to make her will.
Allegedly, the free were afraid for their lives and were persecuted.
With a smile I heard how excited Tami was talking about the lady who wanted to give her, Tami, control of perfume and a bed.
Well, Darian and I didn't hear that and just grinned at each other:
Darian then said in a mild tone that it was not possible that a slave could inherit, and he wanted to close his eyes and would not have heard anything.
"But I would just as much like to sleep in a soft bed as on the hard fur"! wailed Tami.
Unfortunately, we would have to drive this reverie out of her pretty head.
"Just ask your master, the ambassador, if he'll allow you, but ask with the right words," I winked at Tami.
"Ask your master how he would decide if you got out of bed, which is automatically his property, since you are not allowed to own anything. Perhaps you are lucky and he will grant you!"
Yes, even slaves have their dreams, even if only a soft bed!
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