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"My eyes suddenly noted her one piece of jewelry--a light steel-like band she wore as a collar." --Tarnsman of Gor, pg. 26-- A collar is considered many things to many different people within the Gorean community. It is referred to as the steel which in encircles the girls throat. But what does it truly mean? "The primary significance of the collar is that it identifies the Master and his city." --Outlaw of Gor, pg. 187-- Within the context of the scrolls several references to the collar are made. This one identifies the collar as being a way for the Master to mark his property. The collar can be a means of identification. But it can also mean something more to a girls heart, demeanor, personality, and the ability to serve her Master. By definition the word collar is defined in Webster's New World Dictionary, page 118 collar - noun - the part of a garment that encircles the neck. 2. a band of leather, etc. for an animal's neck. 3. anything like a collar vt - 1. to put a collar on. 2. to seize, as by the collar. A collar is defined as a part of the garment that encircles the neck that can be made of leather, etc. So this begins the search deep inside. A collar represents many different things. It can also be worn in a variety of different ways. The material in which it is made is only as strong as the bond made between the Master and the enslaved. A collar has come to mean very little to many online. But its significance is none the less important within the community in which Real Men are served by women. To many a collar can represent many ideals of the relationship in which they enter. Perhaps the spark and chemistry of the relationship is within the grasp of the couple and to bind it they perform a collaring ceremony. But we also see a different type of ceremony expressed within the scrolls. The girl is enslaved, she is defiant, but yet she still serves the Master who she is enslaved to. It becomes more than a ring of steel around the girls throat. But what lies within her belly and heart, the will to serve. "Then, to the festive music of flutes and drums, the girl kneels. The young man approaches her, bearing a slave collar, its engraving proclaiming- his name and city. The music grows more intense, mounting to an overpowering barbaric crescendo, which stops suddenly, abruptly. The room is silent, absolutely silent, except for the decisive click of the collar lock. It is a sound the girl will never forget. As soon as the lock closes, there is a great shout, congratulating, saluting the young man. He returns to his place among the tables that line the low-ceilinged chamber, hung with glowing brass lamps. He sits in the midst of his family, his closest well-wishers, his sword comrades, cross legged on the floor in the Gorean fashion behind the long, low wooden table, laden with food, which stands at the head of the room. Now all eyes are on the girl. The restraining slave bracelets are removed. She rises. Her feet are bare on the thick, ornately wrought rug that carpets the chamber. There is a silent sound from the bells strapped to her ankles. She is angry, defiant. Though she is clad only in the almost transparent scarlet dancing silks of Gor, her back straight, her head high. She is determined not to be tamed, not to submit, and her proud carriage bespeaks this fact. The spectators seem amused. She glares at them. Angrily she looks from face to face. There is no one she knows, or could know, because she has been taken from a hostile city, she is a woman of the enemy. Fists clenched, she stands in the center of the room, alone, all eyes upon her, beautiful in the light of the hanging lamps. She faces the young man wearing his collar. "You will never tame me!" she cries Her outburst provokes laughter, skeptical observations, some good -natured hooting. "I will tame you at my pleasure," replies the young man and signals to the musicians. The music begins again. Perhaps the girl hesitates. There is a slave whip on the wall. Then, to the barbaric intoxicating music of the flute and drums, she dances for her captor, the bells on her ankles marking each of her movements, the movements of a girl stolen from her home, who must now live to please the bold stranger whose binding fiber she had felt, whose collar she wore. At the end of her dance, she is given a cup of wine, but she may not drink. She approaches the young man and kneels before him, her knees in the dictated position of the Pleasure slaves, and, head down she proffers the wine to him. He drinks. There is another general shout of commendation and well wishing, and the feasts begin, for none before the young man may touch food on such occasions. From that moment on, the young man's sisters never again serve him, for that is the girl's task. She is his slave." --Outlaw of Gor, pg. 52&53-- There are those that are considered love slaves. There only true Master is the person they shall love for the rest of there lives. As this passage from the book demonstrates. The love slave is more within her Masters power and he must be strong and true to his beliefs with her. "The second reason for the bliss of many slave girls, that sequent upon the appropriateness of bondage for the beautiful woman itself, her female joy in being made to be true to herself, slave, was that given the flesh transactions in a given city, sooner or later, Masters tended to find girls who were, from their point of view, superb slaves, and girls tended to find men who were, from their point of view, marvels as Masters. It is a beautiful moment when the woman realizes that the Man who owns her is her love Master, and the man realizes that the girl he bought, looking up at him, tears in her eyes, is his love slave. Then the only danger is that he will weaken. One must be strong with a love slave. If one truly loves her, he will be that strong. The slavery in which a love slave is kept is an unusually deep slavery. She must serve him with a perfection wich would stun and startle other girls; if she should fail in any way, even in so small a way that the lapse would be overlooked in the case of another wench, or bring perhaps a mile word of reprimand, she is likely to be tied at the slave ring and whipped; there is a good reason for this; she is, you see, a love slave; no woman can be more in a Man's power; and with no woman must he be stronger." --Beasts of Gor, pg. 236-- There are many different types of collars represented online as well. There are Tavern and Inn collars, a Slavers collar, House collars, Training Hall collars, Restricted girls with either white or red silk collars, plus a variety of others this one may not know of. But the fact remains that a collar has come to mean so little to so many people. But what it does represent is the outward binding of the Master/slave relationship. It represents what lies between them in for those to see around them. The understanding and ideologies of the collar are complex. They also tend to very in opinion from each individual. The material in which a collar can be made varies. There are those made of gold, silver, and precious metals. Some are even encrusted with precious jewels or engravings to make them more noticeable. Leather is often a popular choice these days online. For they can be buckled on just as fast as they come off for some girls. Do those who beg the collar of a Master truly understand what it means to serve him from there heart and belly? Do they realize what they are doing when they fall at his feet in an open room in front of the community? Do they know the elements that should be processed and gone through before begging a collar? Or is it just a game, something fun and exciting today. But it really isn't the fairy tale dream they think it is after it the collar is, SNAPPED AN LOCKED! But in they must serve from what is within them. What they are. What they feel and think. They are slaves. Its not a game. It serious. In the end many collars end up gone, because the girl doesn't take her commitment seriously. These thoughts and questions are just some of the things one should ask themself before even begging a collar or thinking about it. When the ideal relationship ends. The emotions, guilt, grief, hurt, untrusting, and moodiness begin to set in. The relationship that was so ideal, the whirlwind collaring has gone up in smoke. No longer the perfect Master/slave of the Inn or Tavern exist. But now exists two enemies. Each fighting bitterly to sway mutual friends to there sides. This begins to create problems in which many issues and arguments arise. Other relationships may begin to suffer, because of the irresponsibility of two individuals who jumped into the collaring. So within this article, this girl raises questions and possible answers to the ever changing situation of collars online. Within the realms of online, Many Master and slaves talk for many weeks, even months about what is expected within a relationship. The begging of the steel should be discussed at some point within this process. In the text based medium there are many different types of personalities that are not portrayed as they should be. So by being patient and getting to know each other better. Perhaps in the end the collar will not break. Sometimes the person you meet not may at all be what they seem. this girl had an experience in which she would like to share with those reading this. Speaking from personal as well as emotion experience. this girl met a Master whom for the sake of being adult shall be named Master XYZ. a girl met Master XYZ at the time through a mutual friend and sister. she had been collared to him for a number of weeks. Well they ended up breaking up for reasons only known to them. Hence came the tale in which this girl is about to tell. Throughout this time a girl began to speak with the Master occasionally getting to know him on a personal level. A bond began to form between this girl and the Master. Soon this one began to think about begging his steel. But the thoughts wavered back and forth in her mind. One moment it said go slow the next it said go fast. Well *without thinking* a girl begged his steel one day, because she thought she might lose him if she didn't. He happily collared this girl. Well three days later he disappeared. This evidently was not the first time it had happened. He had done this to many others. But in a hurry to beg his steel, without even thinking she had jumped off the bridge into the land of no return. Master XYZ was gone for a week before this one started to think that he may not come back. One week turned into two, then three, then four. To herself she cried. Why had she done it? What did she do to drive him away? Where was he? Was he ever coming back? To this day many of these questions remain unanswered because he never did reappear. He had left his newly collared slave without any idea or his intentions. So she begged release from a mutual friend. The healing and hurt began to subside over time. Now as she looks back and wonders. If she had only *listened* to her sisters. The ones who had tried to tell her to *wait and have *patience* before begging the collar. This isn't just this girl. But there are many out there that go through similar situations. Do you want to be one of them? If not then *please* know the person before you beg there collar. This is only one of the many different situations a slave or even a Master can find their self in. So what leads to knowing when it is right to beg for a Masters steel or collar. The burning feeling in your belly. The happiness when he walks in and orders you to his feet. The commands and observations you wait for each and everyday. The will and ability to serve him to your fullest potential from your heart, body, mind, and soul. These are only the tip of the iceberg. There are many more that this one will not list, because its for each girl to learn on her own. But the one thing that is always and has been apparent before is to *KNOW* the Master well before you beg. To tackle the basic fundamentals of being ready to beg the Master that makes you burn for his collar are somewhat simple, but sometimes complex. It is sometimes a long and emotional journey of self discovery when engaging into this discussion. Because you must look within. Knowing yourself and how you feel about life is an integral part of being a slave. Self-confidence and the ability to feel from within is another. But many other factors play into the role of what a girl represents to herself and her potential Master. A slave should know her belly. The burning desire and feeling it creates within her body, mind, and soul. That desire to serve the man in which she wishes to beg as well as each Master that she will come in contact with. For to wear the steel of a Master is a joyful and wondrous thing. you belong to him by the action of having begged his collar and he having agreed to take you as his slave. From that point on you are at his mercy. Each and every time you serve becomes a representation of his Mastery over you. Each action and word you speak reflects upon him. For a conclusion to this section. Remember that a slave serves from within, from her heart, her belly, her mind, her soul, her feelings and emotions. To pretend in serving the one you are enslaved to is only cheating yourself as well as your Master. The desirous traits of honesty, trust, integrity, intelligence, the burn and the simple fact of being pleasing are the recipe for what a girl should choose herself to be. Choosing the right Master is sometimes difficult and hard. This is where *patience* plays a key role in a girls decision. There not on a shelf where you can just walk up and pick one out. But you must search long and hard at time for those who bring the burn to your belly. If anything was easy in the world we just wouldn't appreciate it as much. Any girl should seek the traits that she most admires within the man she will submit to. If you don't know these, then this one suggest making a list of potential things in which will help you learn and grow. Never selling yourself short with what you desire in real life and from within. For to settle for anything less that what you desire in your belly. But also remember never to sell out on your ideals and goals for the future of your life. Honestly there are some qualities integral parts in which one would seek in any friend or even the Master who makes you burn. Some of these qualities are honesty, integrity, trust, maturity, patience, a strong and confident personality, as well as many other ideals. If and when you find someone that brings your belly to the full brightness of the raw emotion and ache within. After the time of getting to know one another. If its the desire between each of the people involved then you beg for the steel to be *LOCKED and SNAPPED* around your throat. Serving from that day forth with the idea of always being pleasing and respectful. In conclusion, always remember a kajira has two choices. The first of these choices is to beg the collar of the Master who makes you burn. The Second is the let the collar go. But also remember that all choices and decisions in between these times are those of the Master. This is what makes the difference between a *kajira* and a slave. |