Read-Along-A-Gor: Fighting Slave of Gor, chapter Four

 

Chapter Four: Lola and Tela

 

(In which we read, Fighting Slave of Gor)

 

Lady Gina of course has no intention of involving herself in the minutia of training Jason personally. She’s undoubtedly a busy woman with managerial responsibilities at a reasonably high level. She simply doesn’t have the time to micro manage the progress of every silk slave.

 

We see that the daily grind of training a kajirus is delegated to slave girls, and this is a common theme in Mr Norman’s books that male slaves are usually under the domination of their kajirae sisters. As if being enslaved isn’t bad enough for a Gorean man, he is further humiliated by being forced to obey a girl who is a mere five feet three inches tall, weighing one hundred and eighteen pounds.  

Companions of Gor: Chapter Twelve

 

 

I lurked around the corner, anxiously, waiting for Mikos to create a distraction that would give me time to reach the staircase unobserved.

 

To be honest I hadn’t see any need for us to sneak around like this. “I have a better idea,” I had said to him earlier that evening when he had outlined his plan to me.

 

“Oh?” he replied. His hands had reached under the short skirt of my slave tunic, which was very distracting. How was I supposed to think clearly when he did that?

 

“Stop that. This is serious. I have something to say.” 

 

He withdrew his hand and allowed me to settle down from being flustered. “I suppose I should permit you to speak then, Cassie.”

Read-Along-A-Gor: Fighting Slave of Gor, chapter Three

 

Chapter Three: The Lady Gina

 

(In which we read, Fighting Slave of Gor)

 

We bid farewell (for now) to Miss Beverly Henderson, and are left to only imagine the trials and tribulations she goes through, parallel to Jason’s own ordeal that the book squarely focuses on from this point forward. The lovely Miss Henderson will re-appear briefly in a later chapter of course.

 

In her place we are now introduced to our first sight of a dominant Gorean free woman: the Lady Gina. She is Jason’s first sight as he is rudely awakened (in chains) by the vicious strokes of her whip.

First Girl of the Sardar

 

 

((Being, the third in a series of interlinked PoV Chloe stories that comprises the anthology book, ‘First Girl of Gor’. It’s been a while before the previous two were posted, so you may wish to refresh your memory by re-reading those first. You’ll find them under the ‘First Girl of Gor’ sidebar tab. And just a reminder – the events here take place parallel during the early chapters of Ubara of Gor, before Cassandra is captured by Yishana. The current Simon and Cassandra serial takes place AFTER the conclusion of Ubara of Gor and parallel with the upcoming Gods of Gor))

 

 

The next morning I lay on my belly in an area of long grass with my close circle of trusted girls beside me. We watched the Lady Donna and her free companion as they supervised the setting up of their elaborate equipment. Everything from the crates had to be carefully unwrapped, assembled and calibrated. We watched as the Lady in particular inspected each piece of equipment in turn, focussing, adjusting, making minute alterations to the settings of the dials and scopes.

Read-Along-A-Gor: Fighting Slave of Gor, chapter Two

 

Chapter Two: Syringes

 

(In which we read, Fighting Slave of Gor)

 

Oh, no, our hapless hero and heroine awaken in a cement floored garage with lightbulbs swinging from cables! What is going to happen to them! I think we can guess… Both Jason And the lovely Miss Henderson are in a state of compete denial as they wake from the gas to find burly men with weapons preparing to process Miss Henderson for shipment to Gor.

 

Not that either of them yet believes that Gor exists. 

Companions of Gor: Chapter Eleven

 

 

I knelt beside the light from the loft window and applied slave cosmetics to my face while Mikos watched me like some keen eyed tarn. Free women sometimes use subtle cosmetics of their own, exclusively a light and very natural foundation to smooth out skin blemishes and tasteful eyeliner, but nothing more than that. What I had been given from Mikos’s small sack was a full array of vulgar cosmetics crafted for a kajira.

Read-Along-A-Gor: Fighting Slave of Gor, chapter One

 

Chapter One: The Restaurant; The Cab

 

(In which we read, Fighting Slave of Gor)

"May I speak to you intimately, Jason?" she asked.

 

It’s 1980 in New York, and university students, 22 year old Miss Beverly Henderson, and 25 (going on 45, by the style of his dialogue) year old Jason Marshall are meeting for dinner in a stylish restaurant of the kind that no students I ever knew could afford to frequent. 

 

Come to think of it, they don’t even sound like students. Jason is prone to being very serious and says things like ‘a useful instrumentality’. Miss Beverly Henderson says things like ‘some unimportant, minor differences in anatomical details are all that divide us,” when talking about gender.