Gorean Commands and Positions

Lesha

Leash

These pictures depict the slave kneeling; she may also be standing.

“Bracelets!” snapped Ho-Sorl suddenly, and Phyllis flung her wrists behind her back, threw back her head and turned it to one side, the instantaneous response of a trained girl.
Ho-Sorl laughed.
Tears appeared in Phyllis’ eyes. Her response, automatic, unthinking, had been that of a trained animal. Before she could recover, Ho-sorl had snapped the bracelets on her. He then said, “Leash,” and she looked at him angrily, then lifted her chin. He snapped the leash on her collar.
Meanwhile Virginia had turned her back to Relius, extending her wrists, and he had put bracelets on her; then she turned and faced him, her head still down. “Leash,” said he, quietly. She lifted her head, the chin delicately high. There was a metallic snap and Virginia Kent, the slave girl, had been leashed by Relius, guard in the House of Cernus, Slaver of Ar.
“Do you want leash and bracelets for her?” asked Sura, pointing to Elizabeth.
“Oh yes,” I said. “Yes, of course.”
They were brought. Elizabeth glared at me while I braceleted her, and leashed her. Then, together, we left the House of Cernus, leading our girls.
Outside the House of Cernus, and around the first corner, I took the bracelets and leash from Elizabeth.
“Why did you do that?” asked Ho-Sorl.
“She will be more comfortable,” I said. “Besides,” I said, “she is only Red Silk.”
“He is probably not afraid of her,” said Phyllis pointedly.
“I do not understand,” said Ho-Sorl.
“You may remove the bracelets from me,” said Phyllis. “I will not attack you,” Phyllis turned about and held her braceleted hands to Ho-Sorl, her head irritably in the air.
“Well,” said Ho-Sorl. “I would certainly not want to be attacked.”
Phyllis stamped her foot.
Relius was looking at Virginia, and with his hand he lifted her chin, and for the first time, she met his eyes, with her deep gray, timid eyes. “If I remove the bracelets from you,” said Relius, “you will not attempt to escape, will you?”
“No,” she said, softly, “Master.”
In an instant her bracelets had been removed. “Thank you,” said she, “Master.” The Gorean slave girl addresses all free men as “Master” and all free women as “Mistress.”
Relius looked deeply into her eyes, and she dropped her head.
“Pretty slave,” he said.
Without looking up, she smiled. “Handsome Master,” she said.
I was startled. That seemed rather bold for the timid Virginia Kent.
Relius laughed and set off down the street, giving Virginia a tug that almost pulled her off her feet, and she stumbled and caught up with him, then remembered herself, and followed him, head down, two paces behind, but he gave her another tug and took up the slack in her leash, so that she must walk at his side, and she did so, barefoot, beautiful, and, I think, happy.
Ho-Sorl was speaking to Phyllis. “I will take off the bracelets, but in order that you may attack me if you wish. That might be amusing.”
The bracelets were removed from Phyllis. She rubbed her wrists and stretched in the leash.  ASSASSIN OF GOR; 5; Pages 214-216 

“Leash!” said the fellow, suddenly, harshly, behind the girl, in Gorean.
She jumped, startled, and cried out, frightened, but she did not, as a reflex, lift her head, turning it to the left, nor did the muscles in her upper arms suddenly move as though thrusting her wrists behind her, to await the two snaps of the slave bracelets.  EXPLORERS OF GOR; 13; Page 66

“Lesha,” snapped the second officer to the blond girl.
She spun from facing him, and lifted her chin, turning her head to the left, placing her wrists behind her, as though for snapping them into slave bracelets.
“Nadu!” he snapped.
She swiftly turned, facing him, and dropped to her knees. She knelt back on her heels, her back straight, her hands on her thighs, her head up, her knees wide.
It was the position of the pleasure slave.
“Sula, Kajira!” said the man.
She slid her legs from under her and lay on her back, her hands at her sides, palms up. her legs open.
“Bara, Kajira!” he said.
She rolled quickly to her stomach, placing her wrists behind her, crossed, and crossing her ankles, ready to be bound.
“She is a pretty thing,” said Ulafi, and turned away.
“Yes,” I said.
“Sula!” said the man. “Bara! Nadu! Lesha! Nadu! Bara! Sula! Nadu!”
The girl was gasping. There were tears in her eyes, as she knelt on the deck. Once she had been struck when her transition between two of the movements had been insufficiently beautiful. Another time she had been struck when her response had been insufficiently prompt.  EXPLORERS OF GOR; 13; Pages 76-77

Shoka, recollecting her, had now returned to the vicinity of the blond-haired barbarian. She did not know he was behind her. “Bara!” he called. “Sula! Nadu! Lesha! Sula! Bara! Nadu!” Instantaneously she performed. Then she was again kneeling, as before.  EXPLORERS OF GOR; 13; Page 82

“Do you not feel the leash will be necessary?” she asked. “Am I not to be led to the market on a strap, like a tethered she-tarsk?”
“I shall use the leash after dark,” I told her. The use of leashes differs among masters. Some masters use leashes for little more than tethering a girl. Others, of course, use them liberally as leading devices. They are often used with a proud, rebellious or recalcitrant girl, sometimes to publicly humiliate her. After being led on a leash it is not unusual for a girl to beg her master to be permitted to heel him, following him deferentially in her proper place. Leashes are generally used in cities, or in crowds. A loose slave can be a nuisance. They may be useful, too, of course, in broken or wooded areas, where a fleeing girl might attempt to find cover, or in dangerous places, where she might be stolen. A leash, it might be mentioned, aside from its convenience in controlling a slave, particularly the choke leash, is an extremely useful training device. Many trainers, the leash loop about their left wrist, hold the leash in their left hand and their training whip in their right. Girls, too, can be taught to use the leash to enhance their seductiveness, appearing to draw away, then approaching, using it about their body, kissing it, taking it in their mouth, fingering it, and so on. A test for slave potential used by some slavers is to leash a new girl and see if she, in her apparent rebellion and defiance, actually, subtly, perhaps in the beginning unconsciously, uses the leash to enhance her desirability and beauty. This indicates that she, in her heart, is not displeased to wear the leash of the master. Indeed, the leash, not uncommonly, can cause a woman to sexually blossom. This is presumably a function of such things as its actual restraint, which is quite real; its message to her that she is an animal, a slave; and its making clear to her, by a device, such as a bracelet, a brand or collar, what is the order of nature, who it is who controls her and who it is whom she must obey, who is the slave and who the master. A leash, even apart from questions of training, of course, can have a powerful emotional impact on a girl. It is a very useful way of convincing a girl that she is a slave; similarly it can always serve as an effective reminder. Some girls do not seem to believe they are slaves until they have been leashed. But after that, and after having been put through “leash paces,” there is seldom any doubt in their mind. Some girls beg to be leashed, sometimes crawling to their masters, their leash held between their small, fine teeth. Most masters use the leash at one time or another. A Gorean saying has it that a lashed slave is a hot slave.  FIGHTING SLAVE OF GOR; 14; Pages 366-367

The guard was behind me. “Lesha!” he said. Immediately, responsive to this command, I flung my wrists behind me, separated by some two inches, and lifted my chin, my head turned to the left. I felt slave bracelets flung, snapping shut, on my wrists. I was braceleted. In another moment I was leashed.   DANCER OF GOR; 22; Page 365

“Leash her,” he said.
The fellow who had come in, responding to the summons of the small bell, snapped one end of a long slave leash on Boabissia’s throat. The leash is long to permit it being used in a variety of ways, for example, for binding the female or, looped, or loose, for giving her the encouragement of the whistling leather, or, if desired, the administration of more serious lash discipline. She looked up, frightened, knowing herself leashed, and on such a leash. Her eyes met those of the owner of the office.  MERCENARIES OF GOR; 21; Page 308
 

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