Tag: permission to speak

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• Consider merely three aspects of slave dependence

  For example, consider merely three aspects of slave dependence. One, the slave may not speak without the permission of the master, and though many slaves have a standing permission to […]

• I explicitly requested this permission

  As we continued on, toward our rental, I, though I had a standing permission to speak, explicitly requested this permission. I thought that that would add some point to what […]

• Strictly, rather as I must have permission to speak

  Strictly, rather as I must have permission to speak, so, too, I must have permission to clothe myself, to feed, and so on. On the other hand, in many domiciles, […]

• I had learned was that a slave girl may not speak without permission

  One of the first things I had learned in the house of training was that a slave girl may not speak without permission. To be sure, with most masters, she […]

• If he sits at a table, she will kneel near him

  If he sits at a table, she will kneel near him. If he sits cross-legged, at one of the low, small tables found in many Gorean domiciles, indeed, almost universally, […]

• As is well known we speak well, and love to speak

  As is well known we speak well, and love to speak. It is one of the delights of our being. Accordingly few things more impress our bondage upon us, and […]

• Slaves may not speak without permission

  Slaves, of course, save in critical situations, as in emergencies, may not speak without permission. To be sure, most slaves have a standing permission to speak, particularly when alone with […]

• I had seen both Jane and Eve fastened at a wheel for discipline

  I had seen both Jane and Eve fastened at a wheel, but, in each case, for discipline. Eve had been tied with her back to the wheel, her wrists bound […]

• “May I speak?” I asked.

  “May I speak?” I asked.“Yes,” she said. “You have, as of now, a standing permission to speak.”“Thank you, Mistress,” I said. Conspirators of Gor, p. 123

• “May I clothe myself, Master?” I asked.

  “May I clothe myself, Master?” I asked. “Yes,” he said, and turned away. In a moment he had left the cell, closing and locking the gate behind him. I had […]

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