examples of the gorean positions,created by slaves special thanks to "enigma" some are book, some are online, and some by different names are both...that you may be asked to assume a postion is reason enough to be aware of it...to learn and perfect it...make it your own ...dont copy these ...but do learn from them...
Bara
Hearing His command, the girl slips to her knees, laying her naked body belly down to the cool ornate tiles, nipples tightening at the skim, her head slides left, long hair in a flaxen pool, while dainty ankles cross, the soft erotic clinks of barbaric bangles heard as wrists meet behind her back...settling just before the arch of an inviting, firm derri
ère.Belly
The command uttered, enigma crumples to the floor, her body awash in flickering firelight that glistens on shiny oiled flesh, like dancing tongues the shadows enhance the beast's decadent curves, pressing taut belly down to the floor, feeling its rough surface, tease and taunt aroused skin, gracefully dainty hands press palm down, resting on either side of flushed face.
Blanket
The girl kneels as pleasure slave upon Masters furs, thighs parted and inviting, pale green eyes drift amongst the Masters present, never lingering overly…they tempt and taunt, offering silent promises, she shall later beg to fulfill, suddenly a blanket falls to shroud her from view, completely hidden, the girl becomes silent, not a word uttered, does not move an inch!
(Until such time as it is removed by a Free Person)
Bracelets or Chaining
Standing gracefully before Master, hips tilted invitingly to one side, naked spine straight and erect, full breasts threatening to escape their silky binding, the cascade of golden curls sways against her wrists resting in the small of her back, sooty lashes flutter down, as she turns regal head to the side, in anticipation of the bracelets.
Bound by Master's Will
His last command, "kneel slut" pointing to His feet.
enigma kneels before Him, an erotic whisper of skin heard as thighs part wide, hair falls in golden tendrils along tanned flat belly, its blonde tips brushing shaven mound, causing the creamy evidence of acute desire, to become visible, seeing Him rise, she remains in this position, body shuddering in intense want., she doesn’t move she is bound by His will.
Bracelets, kneeling
Chains clink exotically, making her aware that He stands before her again, kneeling as she is, hands drift from her thighs, crossing to the small of her back, resting there, as she arches her back further, hardened nipples press to the constricting binding, the earrings at her ears jingle against her collar, as she tilts her chin up, head held high, passion filled eyes lowering submissively.
Capture
"On your back" she hears commanded.
From her standing position, enigma lowers to the floor fluidly, her body is naked, full breasts receive the tempting breeze, which causes nipples to pucker to bitable points, laying upon her back, her knees bend, until soft feet are heel flat to the decorative tiles, hands drift down and rest at her sides, tips almost curved in invitation, she remains motionless, the only evidence of her aroused state, deep shuddering breaths that escape through glossy lips.
Thundering heart echoing in her ears, as she kneels before Him, lithe frame bathed in a film of misty sweat, a bead of it trailing down through the valley of her ample breasts and settling to her navel, the ring embedded there glinting, arms rise gracefully, the bangles adoring them chiming out, as her wrists cross, head bowing low between them, she speaks as expressive eyes dip in emotion.
"I submit to you Master" she whispers.
Common Gorean Usage
Knelt, head against the cold black tiles, nipples skimming in a rough kiss along the floor, long blonde hair stark in contrast as it lays about her in a flaxen pool, hands clenched in the nape of her neck, the silver band, warm to the touch. Spine dipping, the sculptured bare skin, soft and inviting as it curves to her flanks, rounded derriere clenching slightly with desire,lifting in offering to Him, she feels the swish of His movement, against exposed glistening centre, a guttural moan is uttered, as she twitches and throbs in wicked craving.
Crawl
Hands and elbows upon the floor, ripe and succulent ass rolls enticingly as she crawls towards Him with animalistic grace, breasts sway gently to the moments, nipples puckered to tiny teasing points, hair falls in wild abandon about her, it shrouds and then shifts to offer tempting glimpses of downy soft skin…lips quiver as she licks at their surface, leaving them glossy, inches from His boot
Display
Standing naked the girl is highlighted by long billowing white curtains; sleek hair falls about her like clinging vines, framing ample breasts, cinnamon hued nipples puckered, sensual whisper of flesh heard as her thighs part to shoulder distance, their ardent juncture visible in delectable pink folds, hands rise to the nape of her neck, fingers interlaced in a weave,elbows float backward lifting succulent trembling nipples toward Him
Gorean Bow
An arch of luscious flesh, bent backwards hands placed flat below her head, the girls alabaster thighs are parted, the decadent folds glistening in creamy invitation, her naked body in a bow, as moonlight filters in through the windows, shimmering silver on her exposed skin, flashing off the sterling collar that encases her slim neck.
Hair
(It is important that a slave be alert to a Master, as commands are not always given orally)
Seeing the Masters hand drop to His waist, His hand opens and closes once.
Understanding the unspoken command, beast swallows and rises to walk towards Him, long hair clinging to her and mingling with the silver sirik that sensually adorns her, she stands beside Him, chains clinking against her sumptuous flesh, head bowing to spill her hair in a dangle of curls, with a wince, she feels His hand grasp the silken strands firmly…
Har'Ta
Hearing His command "har’ta slut"
The slave girl rises, and dashes off, leaving in her wake, the scent of exotic slave perfume and the unmistakable sweet aroma of her arousal…she hurries to do His bidding…evidence of her state, creamy against her inner thighs.
Heel
As He moves before her, the wench walks in His shadow, slightly behind and a bit to His left, like a trained sensual pet, she follows Him, her exquisite naked form, tempting and taunting with every step she takes behind Him, a provocative glint to her eyes as she walks chin tilted high, a slut, wanton, proud and lustful.
High Harness
Kneeling before the Master, hedonistic form bathed in a sheen of sweat, hips roll along her heels, as she tries to control the primal urge she feels, her head tips high, exposing the silver band about her throat, flushed face to His, as she is braceleted and leashed.
High Lesha
Tilting her head, the slave girl waits for the click of the leash to ring in her eyes, hair spills along her naked spine, to a golden ripple that curls to the sinister black furs, her parted thighs, quiver in invitation as they part, revealing ardent glistening folds.
Kara
"Kara" He commands.
The girl pivots on bare feet, swinging long strands of flaxen hair about her, which snare on the heathen chains and collar she wears as she turns on His command.
karta
The sultry Island breeze twirls about her and lifts tendrils in its caress, they flutter down and rest between her parted thighs, with a teasing stroke, as she leans to the floor, arms sweep forth, ardent nipples and naked flesh skimming at the cool ornate tiles, a shiver of pleasure runs down her sculptured back as fingers splay wide, and she speaks in a hauntingly sweet voice:-
"May she enter please?"
Kneel to the Coffle
The slave kneels; her glistening oiled body emits the scent of exotic slave perfume, firelight dances enhancing her tanned skin, shadows swaying upon her skin, burnished bangles clink, as they move upon her raised wrist, as she waits to be placed to the coffle chain.
Kneeling to the Whip or Whipping
The sinister tendrils of the whip, skim her parted thighs, causing her to emit a whimper, its sound tinged with fear and unmistakable desire, her head pressing to the black inky tiles, its surface reflecting her hands crossed tightly under her trembling belly, naked spine arched as she waits naked, for the whips fiery kiss.
Leading
Blonde hair skims at the tiles beneath her belled feet, bent over, the silks she wears, shimmer and shift, offering glimpses of a tempting rounded derriere and sweet decadent creases, as she follows her Master, her hair gripped in His veined hands, while He leads her…
His hand grabs a fistful of fair hair as he pulls her up, stinging tears slip from pale green eyes, as she looks to His lips, and then feels them raping and plundering her glossy ones, her tongue meshes with His, her head pulled forcibly back exposing her neck, the collar upon it glinting, His teeth work their havoc as she welcomes the violating kiss, her soft lips pulled deeply within His ardent lips, His teeth chaffing them, soft gasping breaths taken as arches her hedonistic body against Him in wanton lust, only to be cast aside, she lays there heaving in breaths, tips of her fingertips to the purple bruise upon her lower full lip, dewy evidence of her desire christening her inner thighs.
MODALITY OF THE SHE QUADRUPED
This is not technically a position but is definitely a command sometimes used for punishment. An instruction whereby the slave performs her regular duties upon hands and knees without the benefit of the use of her hands. In this mode she may not rise to her feet and may use only her mouth and teeth to grasp and manipulate objects.
The slave girl crawls, her naked body sleek in the firelight that shimmers off her oiled flesh, hands to the floor, as hips rock back and forth in sensual grace, the aura about her almost animalistic as she turns a heat filled gaze to He who has commanded her to this state, almost daring to growl, instead a raw moan lifts from her lips, to be barely heard as she continues crawling like an animal, like a wild untamed slut and pet…
Nadu
Reaching His feet, the wanton creature sinks to a ripple of inky black silk, that ride high upon her hips, full breasts crushed against the sinister restricting bindings, nipples puckered by the endless tease of exotic cloth as thighs part with a decadent whisper of delight, revealing the ardent juncture that throbs with raw dewy passion, kohl rimmed green eyes flutter up, tempting and promising in one glance, as hands flutter down to her thighs and rest fingertips curved upwards in a silent plea. long sleek back arches just enough as regal head lifts and light dances on the collar circling sleek neck
Nestle
Long sleek legs curl, polished toes pointed, as she brushes against His side, underside of her breast resting to His thigh in a luscious slither of skin, head folding to the crook of His arm, spilling the blonde hair to His lap, as she nestles close, breathing deeply of the unmistakable scent o Man, allowing it to fill her senses with making her heart race with intense craving.
Obedience or Obeisance
SECOND OBEDIENCE
Lowering herself fully to the floor, girl's belly and breasts skim at the cold tiles in a tingling kiss, she inches closer with serpentine grace, feeling the length of her naked skin, slither against the ground, reaching His feet, a glossy tongue slips out as she runs its tip over His feet, lathering and pressing her lips to His ankles, while a bangle clad hand lifts His boot and presses it to her exposed throat,
OBEISANCE, First
Kneeling before Him, thighs parted wide and allowing His eyes to feast upon the enticing petals that glisten in the lamp light, expressive verdant eyes lower to the ground, as she bends forward hands to the floor, rising off heels, and curls her body to the decorative tiles in a shimmering vision of gossamer silks, that hide nothing from view, hands slide along the floor, reaching forward…as golden hair falls in a pale pool shrouding her flushed face.
(This can include kissing and lathering the Masters feet, before moving backwards to original position)
PRONE
Pale flesh, in stark contrast to the burgundy tiles beneath her, creamy naked body lies…sculptured back pressed to the tiles, seeking relief to her heightened state, full breasts react to the skim of the night breeze, long smooth legs are pointed towards Him, as they start to part inch by slow inch, revealing the expanse of forbidden petals, her left knee flexes a little, enhancing the view, as a soft husky laugh emits, and brazen eyes lower, hands drift to the floor, fingertips curved upwards in an almost silent invitation.
Prostrate
Kneeling before Him, fingertips waft over her thighs and then press palms flat to the floor, barbaric ornaments chime out as they kiss the tiles, head bends and sends the waterfall of pale mane to the floor, curvature of her spine bent in a natural arch, which finishes with the tempting expanse of firm derriere that clenches as ardent juncture feels the winds caress, the cursive "K" brand upon her upper thigh, startling beautiful and enhancing her form.
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