Gorean Commands and Positions

Slave Lips

“To my lips,” he said.
She crept to her feet and lifted her lips to his. He tasted her well.  TRIBESMEN OF GOR; 10; Page 156

“You wanted to be punished,” I said.
“I did not want the punishment of the whip!” she wept.
“You will take what punishment your master decides to give you,” I said.
“Yes, Master,” she wept, her body marked, at my feet.
“On your back,” I snapped. “Make slave lips. Throw apart your legs!”
Swiftly the girl complied, tears in her eyes. She then lay there, her lips pursed to kiss, her ankles widely spread.
I looked down at her. She looked up at me, tears in her eyes.
A girl who is commanded to make slave lips, or who receives the command, “Slave lips,” must form her mouth for kissing. She then, commonly, is not permitted to break this lip position until either she kisses or is kissed. Needless to say, a girl cannot speak when her lips are in the unbroken, fully-pursed slave-lips position. The command which commonly follows the “Slave-lips” command is, “Please me.”
I threw the quirt down beside the girl. She looked at it, there, gratefully. No longer was it in my hand. To be sure, it was where I might easily seize it up.
I then crouched beside her and lifted her to a half-sitting position. She closed her legs somewhat. I then kissed her, and this permitted her to break the slave-lips position.  BLOOD BROTHERS OF GOR; 18; Page 111

She looked at me, frightened.
I knelt beside her. “Sit up,” I said. “Put your arms about my neck.”
She obeyed.
“Slave lips,” I commanded.
She pursed her lips and then I, gently, kissed them. “That was not so fearful now, was it?” I asked, drawing back.
“What do men, truly, want of slaves?” she whispered.
“Everything,” I said.
“And what must a slave give them?” she asked.
“Everything,” I said, “and more.”
“I had feared, and hoped, it would be so,” she said.
I smiled.  BLOOD BROTHERS OF GOR; 18; Page 138

“You pretend well,” said Hci, sneering.
Tears sprang into Iwoso’s eyes.
“Slave lips,” said Hci, angrily.
Iwoso looked at him, puzzled.
“Purse your lips, as a white female slave,” said Hci.
Iwoso did so.
“Now kiss,” said Hci, angrily.
Iwoso did so, fully upon the lips, as a slave girl.
“I suggest that you do so more fervently,” said Hci.
Iwoso complied, pressing her lips more desperately, more helplessly, more fervently, to those of Hci.  BLOOD BROTHERS OF GOR; 18; Page 404

From time to time one man or another in the crowd would pause to gaze on me. I usually looked away from them but, even so, it seemed I could sometimes sense their eyes on me, roving me with impunity. I, chained as I was, was exposed to their gaze as any stripped slave. Sometimes they would come up to the platform, to examine me more closely. The Archon’s man, however, would not permit them to touch my body or test my slave reflexes. Similarly, I was not required to respond to certain sorts of commands, for example, to make “slave lips,” pursing my lips for kissing, or to writhe slowly before my viewers. It was still regarded as a theoreticcal possibility, I gathered, that I might be free. “She is not for sale,” the Archon’s man told one fellow. “Too bad,” had said the fellow. “Not now,” had added the Archon’s man. “Perhaps later,” said the fellow. “Perhaps,” had agreed the Archon’s man.  KAJIRA OF GOR; 19; Pages 224-225
 

Kudos to you, Mr. Norman for writing the Gorean series!
A rich, yet utterly simple saga; a world, a time, a people;
those of the Counter-Earth .. the planet .. Gor.
Thank you!

The material presented herein was researched and compiled by me, naia{Saul}.
The material referenced comes from John Norman's Gor Series, The Counter-Earth Saga.
This is a work in process.
Please, do not take, copy, duplicate, or use this work as your own.
If you find it valuable enough to share, please .. share the link to this page.

To Top