Chain Dance for MASTER ADOMIS4U2 #1
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Posted:Mar 18, 2023 12:45 am
Last Updated:Jul 17, 2023 11:49 am 18474 Views
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~~colleen steps into the middle of the dance pit, waits patiently for her chain sisters to attach her chains... slender, sunkissed arms held loosely at her sides...with a toss of her head, long, silky reddish brown hair flows over her shoulders, down her back to swirl around her slender waist...head held high, lights from the tharlarion lamps glow in the steel of the Tavern collar encircling her slender throat...~~
~~a shudder runs down her spine as she feels the chains encircling her wrists and throat...the rattling of the chains resonating in her sla veheart...she raises both arms...flinching slightly as the cool weight of the chains drag at her arms...resting against her cheeks...hearing the music begin to play, her hips move gently beneath her golden silks...the sweet chimes of the sla vebells an odd counterpoint to the heavier clanking of the chains as her hands flow through the air above her head...full breasts bouncing beneath the silks, she lifts to her toes and spins...brought up short by the pull of the chains...frustrated, full lips pout slightly as she turns back, untangling herself from the chains..~~
~~dark grey eyes flash fire as she tugs at the chains...feeling the way they constrain her movements...she tosses her head...dark hair slithering down her arms and shoulders, tangling with the chains...wincing slightly as the chains tug at her hair...her sla veheart beats faster...the heat of her anger fills her...softly rounded hips sway urgently, side to side, her movements sharp and angry...body undulating with the music as the harp joins the music...tugging at the chains impatiently as they constrain her movements...dark eyes flickering up to glare at the chains...to the ring attached to the pole...~~
~~small feet glide over the sand as she tests the length of her chains...brought up short, she turns, tightening the chains...watching them stretch through air, rattling through the ring on the pole...dark eyes flash as she sees a small break in one of the links of the chain...glancing around the room quickly to see if Any have noticed, she tugs harder on the chains...mind racing as she thinks of the possibility of escape...hips continuing to undulate, body moving to the rhythm of the music as she begins to saw the chain through the ring...sla veheart racing as she feels the link slowly open...~~
~~lifting her arms high, the chains rattling, she turns in quick circles, letting the chains wrap around her body...dark eyes brighten, she gives the chains one last tug, her heart leaping as she feels the chains break, rattling as they fall free...twirling away from the pole...her heart exulting in her new freedom...the chains drag through the sand as her tiny feet dance across it...arms lifting high, her back arches as she dances...yet she feels the pull of the chains as they drag in the sand...the bands around her wrists...the link to her collar...the metal bites into her tender flesh..~~
~~dark eyes flashing as the chains continue to pull at her...she tosses her head, hair flying in a cloud around her body...turning a slow circle, she wraps the chains around her arms...seeking to lighten their pull...her hips gyrate wildly as the music's tempo increases...she struggles to raise her arms...but cannot...the weight of the chains too much for her strength...pouting softly, she untangles the chains...then loops them across her shoulders...falling sharply to her knees as the weight proves too much again...~~
~~allowing her body to sink to the ground, she undulates across the sand, unwinding the chains...her sla veheart pounding within her chest...the sharp links of the chains bite into her tender flesh as she writhes over the sand...shaking her head...frustrated...the chains tangling around her limbs...low growls sound deep in her throat as she fights their tentacles...confusion filling her...not knowing quite what to do now that she is lose from the pole...this freedom more of a burden...more painful...than her captivity...in one last attempt, she struggles to her feet...trying to lose herself in the music...she stumbles over the loose ends of the chains...the cold links of the chains cut into her small feet...~~
~~tears form in her eyes as she realizes she does not know what to do...her body trembling from the effort of bearing the weight of the chains by herself, she turns...steps heavy as she moves towards to the pole...she lifts the chains...throwing it high, trying to string the chain through the ring...chest heaving, tears stream down her cheeks as the chains misses the ring, falling to the ground with a loud rattle...taking a deep breath, she tries again...a sob bursting from her throat as the chain goes through...holding the severed link in her hand as she turns...~~
~~relief fills her soul...as the chain is once again secure...the weight lifted from her shoulders....she turns and dances...now reveling in the sweet rattling of the links of steel...feeling them warm against her flesh...she spins...wrapping herself in the chains...no longer bowed by their weight...but secure and safe in their embrace...she sinks to her knees...spreading them widely...arms stretched out overhead as she presses her breasts and belly to the sand...welcoming her sla very...knowing she cannot bear the weight of freedom...and wishing only to be held by the strength and warm embrace of the chain...~~
~~To my Master, MASTER ADOMIS4U2 with all my heart, mind, soul, body and spirit...
She spreads her knees wide and arches her back in a deep bow...her head drops back to the tiles...her hands rest on the tiles...her palms open and turned up to her Master....her love cradle open and inviting...the chain draping along her delicate neck and over her chin to her lips.... She kisses and licks the chain at her lips...accepting she is sla ve and submits herself openly to her Master...quivering with her desire to serve him totally...
whispering.. ~~ la kajira~~
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HAPPY BIRTHDAY MASTER ADOMIS4U2
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Posted:Apr 26, 2024 3:15 am
Last Updated:Apr 27, 2024 11:29 am 192 Views
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All the people of Talmont City gather to wish the Great Gorean MASTER of this fine City a very HAPPY BIRTHDAY, MASTER ADOMIS4U2, may this day be extra special for YOU... as You are to us always....
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HAPPY EASTER
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Posted:Mar 30, 2024 7:25 pm
Last Updated:Apr 28, 2024 3:11 am 1259 Views
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“May the road rise to meet you,
May the wind be always at your back,
May the sun shine warm upon your face,
And rains fall soft upon your fields,
And until we meet again,
May God hold you in the palm of His hand.”
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HAPPY SAINT PATRICK'S DAY
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Posted:Mar 16, 2024 10:34 pm
Last Updated:Mar 18, 2024 1:06 pm 2126 Views
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We all at ADOMIS4U2_HOME_STONE-TALMONT wish You all a fun and happy St. Patrick's Day
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A True Gorean Master
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Posted:Mar 16, 2024 12:08 am
Last Updated:Mar 16, 2024 12:18 am 1991 Views
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To a Gorean Master, honor is very valued and prized. Honor once lost can only be regained if ever through rigorous trial or long term atonement. A Gorean Warrior will go to extremes to fullfill every promise, vow and letter of His code of honor, even though none may be around to see it's fullfilled He does so anyhow, He is considered a Man of honor and highly respected yet a very passionate and emotional Man as well.
A Master with honor will be respected even by His enemies. He will defend His personal code of honor at all costs, even to the death. Respect is commonly shown to A/all by a Gorean Master, respect for other Free Persons because of Their honor and pride and respect for the kajira, a Master may control and own a kajira but that does not mean He don't value the kajira's station in life and respect that they are true slaves and completely submitted to their slavery.
He is a extremely proud Man, He takes pride in not only His honor as well as His caste but also His property as well, slaves included. slaves are a prized piece of property molded to His desires and wants. He sometimes might seem swayed or softened by them but when He tires of the games He immediately puts a stop to it and takes what He desires of His slaves. His control over His property, His slaves is unyielding and in that unyielding control (Mastery) a slave thus finds a freedom she would not otherwise find. Under His control and Mastery He allows her to be more feminine and erotic then she has ever would experience otherwise. He demands her feminity and will accept no compromise to it.
Goreans have a deep admiration for their world and all it consists of, right down to the animals and plants, they understand each living creature has it's place and they respect this, even a Woodcutter will tell the tree why it must be cut before cutting it, the Warrior has deep respect for the mighty and powerful creatures that He might hunt as the larl and sleen.
A Warrior's Honor is perhaps his most defying attribute. He is extremely loyal to pride chiefs and His homestone. Without honor a Warrior has lost respect as well as much more. He would die for His honor, for a Warrior to regain His honor is a long and arduous road, for He must prove Himself worthy once again through rigorous trials and many times a Warrior may never regain His honor. Honor is defined by each Warrior and what Honor Means to Him to a certain degree but there are caste codes that are strictly adhered to as part of the Warrior's code also.
A Warriors word is as good as any contract, it's known He will fullfill every word or His vow or promise even though none may be about to enforce and see He follows through, to Him it's a matter of "honor".
A Warrior is prepared to honor any commitment, weither it be His dedication to His homestone (of which Warriors would easily lay Their life down for) or an agreement made with Another, They may or may not agree with why but the mere fact they stand by Their commitments make Them honorable. Those whom meet a Warrior, should remember that at all costs He will defend and enforce His decisions and personal code, it would be rather silly of One to stand in His way unless They wish a battle to the death.
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Happy Mothering Sunday
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Posted:Mar 9, 2024 10:59 pm
Last Updated:Mar 9, 2024 11:04 pm 2293 Views
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Happy Mothering Sunday to all mother's all over the world.
The Gorean Council of Talmont, Administrator/MASTER of the house, MASTER ADOMIS4U2, His kajira's, His chil dren and all the people who vow alligence to the ADOMIS4U2_HOME_STONE want to wish all Mother's the happiest Day! You earned it!
How do you describe a mother's love?
Mother's love is the purest form of love. It cannot be compared with anything in this universe. The feeling of love that a mother has towards her is inexpressible. Mothers always want the best for their , and they will never compromise the quality of things they can offer to their little ones.
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Kennels are being Expanded
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Posted:Mar 3, 2024 3:56 pm
Last Updated:Mar 3, 2024 3:57 pm 2838 Views
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Talmont has many cute puppies now, so many this la kajira has lost count.
Gorean Council under the guidance of Administrator/MASTER of the House, MASTER ADOMIS4U2 has sent his builders out to expand the kennels and build houses at each homestead. There will be a special licking station at the main kennels, a ladies favorite place to relax and enjoy.
They are a special breed, we love them and they are the greatest protectors and companion as the lit le ones grow.
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New Arrivals
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Posted:Feb 22, 2024 10:30 am
Last Updated:Feb 22, 2024 10:30 am 3739 Views
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Talmont has some new arrivals. Beautiful flamingos are now enjoying the large pond at the Depot.
Tarn chicklets are being sorted out to the different nurseries where once big enough will start intense training. Both War and Racing tarns have arrived, in the future this will help with the breeding program started by MASTER ADOMIS4U2 with the Defender of the ASSASSINS taking charge over it.
The nice dance floors are now ready to be used. machagirl is holding belly dancing classes at the Spa, Rowena is teaching pole dancing and dances for the rituals at the Meadery.
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Happy Valentine's Day
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Posted:Feb 14, 2024 4:02 am
Last Updated:Mar 27, 2024 11:01 am 5399 Views
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The Gorean Council of Talmont City, MASTER ADOMIS4U2, His family and the people who vow allegiance to ADOMIS4U2_HOME_STONE would like to wish everyone at alt the very best Valetine's Day.
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True GOREAN MASTER
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Posted:Jan 30, 2024 8:40 am
Last Updated:Apr 28, 2024 3:11 am 6877 Views
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Traits of a Gorean MASTER:
Honor ... in all
Dominance...of Himself and of those who depend on His command
Consistency... in His dealings with Freepersons and slaves
Strength... to not be swayed from His principles
Self-assured...not dependent on others for approval
Curiosity... to delve into the individual
Wisdom...to understand what curiosity has discovered
Maturity... to understand, but not misuse, the power of His Mastery
Sensitivity... to have interest in, and to listen keenly for the concerns and issues of others and His slave(s)
Compassion... to hear the true feelings of His slaves, and to deal fairly with issues raised, within the confines of His principles and commands
Accountability... to accept the responsibility for the behavior of His slave and Himself; to accept responsibility for the safety and security of His slave; and to deal honorably with any issues that arise for either concern
Courage... both to stand up for His principles and honor and the courage to admit a mistake when He recognizes one has been made
Advocate... for the endurance and prosperity of Gorean culture
Ally... standing shoulder to shoulder with other advocates of Gor
Mentor... to others who have need of His example
This came from 'angelfire dot com' it was said so well, so true of a True Gorean Master.
WHAT IT IS TO BE A GOREAN MASTER
Gor ... to understand what it is to be a Master of Gor one must understand Gor.... Gor is a harsh land, a planet made up in the mind of author and sociologist, John Norman. Mr. Norman spent many years in study of the Roles of Men and women in society and painted a picture of a society that allows and caters to the most basic instincts of Men and women. Not just a Mans fantasy, but a scientifically proven display of the true desires and wishes of both Men and women. Mr. Norman spent many years in the developing these roles that people play in life and placed Men and women in the role that most fits there strongest urges. For Men it is to be in control, to garner respect from women in all ways, to take and hold a woman as a possession for His pleasure and His desire, to own her heart fully. Captured, to have her submit to His need and His will. For women it is Just the opposite, to be owned and possessed as a object, to be made into a tool of pleasure for the Man that owns her, a strong confident powerful unafraid Man. A Man that knows what pleases Him, a Man that is fully willing to take it without regret and without concern for anyone but Himself and his pleasure. The women desires this more than anything, to be so fully desired that a Man is willing to own her and show His ownership proudly with a collar or brand. To know that she is sultry and desirable, to know that she is the woman that brings fire to His heart and loins.
Why is it that these traits are such a strong draw to the human animal? These traits embody the very base aspects of the human animal. They place no social restraints on the strongest sexual urges for both the Man and the woman. They allow each to play out the roles that, if society fell to its knees and the old story of nature ruled, only the strong survive. This is what mother nature intended for Men and women. This is what made Man the dominate animal on the planet. This is what society has deemed to be not acceptable for civilized people. Man is still, and always will be an animal, domesticated or not, Man is an animal and to be happy He must answer the call of His blood.
So what does it take to be a master of Gor? It takes a Man not afraid to be what nature intended Him to be. It takes a Man who is confident secure and who knows just what pleases Him and will not settle for less than this. It takes a Man who knows what is right always and will stand up for this always.
To be a Gorean Master, one must be first a Man. To be Gorean takes a Man.
The Master is a strong man, a dominant man. He is sure of himself, confident in his place in society and in His Homestone. He cherishes females, revels by their presence. He is giving, caring, loving and understanding. When the Master takes on the responsibility of owning a kajira, He discovers her, learns to know her inside and out, and slowly possesses her. He gently pushes her, always ready to show her that she is strong, that her limits are not what she believes them to be, that she can be taken farther. In this, the Master reveals to the kajira her own confidence, her own levels of self esteem, and all the beauty that she holds within.As the Master learns his new kajira, an understanding takes place. He senses her desires, her needs, her passions. With this new knowledge, the Master takes care of the kajira, always giving what the kajira needs, but not necessarily what she presumes she needs, or thinks she wants.It is the Master’s responsibility to care for, protect and love his kajira. If she is sick, he will see that she is cared for. If she is exhausted, he will allow her to rest, stroking her hair as she does so. If she is scared, he will comfort her. If she needs affection, he will hold her. These things, he does willingly, because he knows her and loves her (although few Masters will ever admit this to their kajirae). He understands her as no one else does. He has seen into her soul, and held it in his hand. Her mind is his, to read, to know. Her body is his to feel, and enjoy. Her heart is his to caress, and she becomes his true possession.The Master does not take away the kajira’s identity, but allows her to grow into her own being, her own likeness. Her commitment to her Master is not a vehicle of punishment or hatred, but one of love and development. The kajira is given the room to come into her own, under her Master’s care, like a flower that flourishes under the sun’s warmth, the kajira radiates from his love and devotion. She becomes a rose; a beautiful being that knows she is loved and cared for.There is the profile of a Master: strong, able, confident, loving, caring, encouraging, and gentle. “What about punishment and discipline?” you may be asking. Punishment is handed out lovingly yet firmly. The Master should not punish out of anger, there is no place for anger with punishment. The Master should discipline only for the sake of teaching. Punishment and discipline need not be physical: it can be psychological It is not done out of harshness or hostility, it is done out of love and forgiveness, although strict and demanding.
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