My Life On Gor

You're Still the One!

For the past six months I’ve been blessed to serve in my Master’s collar. Words can not express how important he has become to me. He is my support in RL. He’s my heart in SL. We have our ups, we have our downs. But at the end of the day we have each other.

He makes me laugh, smile, cry, scream and feel for the first time in my life. With him I am no longer afraid. With him I’m facing some RL demons I’d run from for a very long long time. He’s given me a strength that I forgot I had.

To him I say that I love you! You are one of my best friends. I thank God everyday for bringing you into my life. And yes, I believe that if we hadn’t have met, I’d have miss you!

After six exciting months, you’re still the one Master!

“We’ve been together since way back when
Sometimes I never want to see you again
But I want you to know, after all these years
You’re still the one I want whisperin’ in my ear

You’re still the one — I want to talk to in bed
Still the one — that turns my head
We’re still having fun, and you’re still the one

I looked at your face every day
But I never saw it ’til I went away
When winter came, I just wanted to go (wanted to go)
Deep in the desert, I longed for the snow

You’re still the one — that makes me laugh
Still the one — that’s my better half
We’re still having fun, and you’re still the one
You’re still the one — that makes me strong
Still the one — I want to take along
We’re still having fun, and you’re still the one (yes you are)

Changing, our love is going gold
Even though we grow old, it grows new

You’re still the one — that I love to touch
Still the one — and I can’t get enough
We’re still having fun, and you’re still the one

You’re still the one — who can scratch my itch
Still the one — and I wouldn’t switch
We’re still having fun, and you’re still the one
You are still the one — that makes me shout
Still the one — that I dream about
We’re still having fun, and you’re still the one
You’re still the one, yeah still the one”

 

“You’re still the one” – The Orleans

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=SbH_sDyWZqo

[16:21]  Sean McCallister: aye it it…. I think this is the first time I’ve actully spoken with you of all the time’s I’ve seen you here

[16:21]  Beth Ronmark: Tal Master Tal Mistress

[16:21]  Twist Easley: Tal Master! *her eyes drift to His boot as her lips curl

[16:21]  Twist Easley: Tal Mistress!

[16:21]  Sean McCallister: ah what’s this a flock of slaves just arrived!

[16:21]  Kyss Ohl: tal Master!

[16:21]  Kyss Ohl: greetings MIstress

[16:21]  Sean McCallister: hello girls

[16:22]  Beth Ronmark: Well we just finished one bit of mayhem and we’re off to find more Master

[16:22]  Twist Easley: this girl begs to be of service? *puts her adorable little pouts on hoping it works*

[16:22]  Sage Goodfellow: Bah… bunch o’ featherless vulos… *grins behind her veil* …

[16:22]  Sean McCallister: a bit of mayhem? what was that?

[16:22]  Beth Ronmark: would you care for a bath? maybe we three could entice you in some bubbles and such?

 [16:22]  Sage Goodfellow: Careful, Sean. Yer sword will rust if you take part in those antics. *winks/teasing*

[16:23]  Sean McCallister: laughs… an enticing gathering of geese I’ll have to say

[16:23]  Kyss Ohl dances over to the Mistress, melting to her knees modestly and smiles up at her “may this girl be of service Mistress?”

[16:23]  Twist Easley grinz checking to be sure she is rust free*

[16:23]  Sean McCallister: laughs well you all can start by serving me some gorean ale

[16:23]  Beth Ronmark edges closer to him, her hand gently rubbing against his leg, purring “Ale Master, right away and my pleasure”

 [16:24]  Twist Easley: Gorean ale right away Master!

[16:24]  Sean McCallister grins … very good

[16:24]  Twist Easley eyes beth, having offered to serve first and runs tot he Tavern*

[16:24]  Sage Goodfellow: Kyss, you delightful little hussy, I’m afraid I’m quite content to sit here and let you lascivious wenches offend my modest sensibilties. *winks* Nothing for me, thanks.

 Meanwhile:

While we were out of ear shot the poetess and the warrior made a bet. The warrior took Twist and the poetess took Kyss.

[16:26]  Sean McCallister: laughs… well at the least they might prove entertaining

[16:26]  Sage Goodfellow: oh, I’ve no doubt of their entertainment value… *arches a brow, amused*

 [16:27]  Sean McCallister: care to make a wager on the winner Lady?

[16:27]  Sage Goodfellow laughs and shakes her head… “oh, I don’t know… I know she was last in, but I’d put a copper tarsk on Kyss… ” *gives a grin* “What say ya?”

[16:28]  Kyss Ohl steps in the kitchen eyeing the sluts as they fight, pulls down a tankard and heads to the cask innocently

 [16:28]  Sean McCallister: laughs… she’s the most fiesty.. but don’t count Twhist out.. she’s lithe and quick like a cat

[16:28]  Sage Goodfellow nods. “We’ll see… ” *grins*

 In the Tavern

[16:24]  Beth Ronmark hears twist and runs

[16:24]  Twist Easley elbows her out of the way

[16:24]  Beth Ronmark: It’s MY ale to get

 [16:25]  Beth Ronmark goes to the cupboard and tries to grab for the tankard “Twist get your man paws out of my way!”

[16:25]  Twist Easley pushes her away from the cabinets her foot pushing her to the floor as she tries to take the tankard from her hand

[16:26]  Beth Ronmark wrestles with Twist as she holds tight to the tankard, scratching her with her free hand “Damn slut eat a few more candies why don’t you. Get another Master to serve”

[16:28]  Kyss Ohl steps in the kitchen eyeing the sluts as they fight, pulls down a tankard and heads to the cask innocently

[16:28]  Twist Easley kicks her in her ass as she bends over to fill the tankard, her blonde hair catching most of the golden stream as she eyes the other slut mischievously

[16:29]  Kyss Ohl hums softly eyeing the fight as she fills the tankard with ale.

[16:31]  Beth Ronmark shouts: shakes her head, the ale spraying all over, growling wrapping her legs around Twist’s as she flips over with all of her might, throwing the girl off balance and on to the floor, breathing heavy, seeing both of their black eyes “You know Twist maybe we can both serve him. We can both carry up the tankard and offer it to him”

[16:31]  Kyss Ohl finishes filling the tankard with ale and heads for the square grinning

 [16:31]  Kyss Ohl finishes filling the tankard with ale and heads for the square grinning

 [16:32]  Kyss Ohl crosses the square shaking her head chuckling the tankard of ale held in her hands as she melts to her knees front of the Master, splaying them wide.

As the slaves return (Kyss won as Twist and I didn’t even know she was coming in to serve the Master):

 [16:32]  Sean McCallister: ahh so it seems that I owe you come copper lady!

[16:32]  Sage Goodfellow arches a brow and watches Kyss emerge from the Tavern victorious… then holds out her palm with a grin lighting her eyes.

[16:32]  Sage Goodfellow: Seems so. *chuckles*

[16:32]  Sean McCallister notices a few scratches on the girl… and a hard fought battle too

 [16:33]  Twist Easley glares at kyss, her eye throbbing as she kneels

[16:33]  Kyss Ohl raises the tankard up the line of her body holding it by her heart as she flicks a glance to the beaten girls

[16:33]  Sean McCallister notices the battle wounds of the other two

[16:33]  Kyss Ohl lifts the tankard to her lips pressing a soft kiss to the side before raising it high and offering it up while arching her neck respectivefully to bow her head “Ale Master that it might please you more than the sluts with bruises”

 [16:33]  Sean McCallister: ahh kyss.. you sure you’re not a bit of a warrior in there?

[16:33]  Beth Ronmark lowers to a kneel, her eye hurting as her fingers lightly touch her bruise, elbows Twist with the other “You know slutly had you just let me do it ……” Growls and glares at Kyss

[16:34]  Sean McCallister takes the tankard and sips

[16:34]  Sage Goodfellow covers her mouth with one hand to stifle a chuckle.

[16:34]  Sean McCallister laughs… and a better drink I’ve not had

[16:34]  Twist Easley sticks her tongue out at beth as she turns to smile sweety at the Masters feet.

I’d spent a lot of my youth running cross country, but what most people don’t know is that I’d spent 18 years studying ballet and modern dance. I loved it, just not as much as running. Every Tuesday and Thursday my aunt would take me to dance classes. And during recital time, there were classes every Saturday.

Master, having seen my talent and passion for it, entered me in a dance contest, also hoping the purse, if I won would help fuel his coffers. Filled with nervous energy I watched dancer after dancer show her skill. They were all brilliant … slowly taking to the sand pit, my heart was pounding in my ears. Getting into position I spent the next few minutes telling a tale. At the end there was silence. Lowering my eyes, a tear coming down my face I knew I’d let my Master down. But then, Twist started the applauds. I love her for that. Then the announcer apologized for his speechlessness.

As I was the last dancer, we waited impatiently for the scores. Settled between Midge (Thyri) and Twist, we listened to the results. They annouced 4th place, 3rd place, 2nd place … we waited. Hearing cheers for the 1st place winner, it took me a moment to realize that they’d called my name, it wasn’t until Twist pinched me that it even sunk in what had happened. I’d won! I’d brought honor to my Master’s home.

Below is the dance, along with the song that played during it!

Make You Feel My Love, Garth Brooks: http://video.aol.com/video-detail/garth-brooks-to-make-you-feel-my-love-with-lyrics/1271305879

Standing in the dark, a cool rain pouring down … the droplets bouncing off of her tanned skin … Standing in the dark on the same spot she’d first encountered him her body trembling as goosebumps swell across her flesh … her blue eyes that usually showed the playful joy in her soul now replaced by the overwhelming heartbreak she was feeling.  Slowly as the pain takes control of her soul, her arms wrapping around her form wishing the hands touching her were his.

She had served Masters, seducing them her words and her body … now feeling awkward with each movement of her body,  as if her lies might be found out … feeling insecure with each word whispered … she was a woman but felt many times like a young girl … not sure of her place in the world … confused about what she was feeling … frightened by the mix of emotions she was experiencing … for the first time in her life, she was insecure about who she was.

When surrounded by  throngs of men, she would look defiantly, tossing her head insolently towards them, her blonde locks swirling about her shoulders, promising herself to continue this illusion of submission, this wall created between her and so many men, that she would let them believe that she loved them, but never would their ears hear those words, she twirled away from them laughing mockingly at how easily she had convinced them of her farce, that she would give her heart or soul to a man, the fear of rejection was just too great.

Then he came walking into her life. A warrior … broken … shattered … there was something in him that compelled her to her soul … the first moment she’d met him, her heart lept as she moved through crowd, her hips swaying, arms pushing other slaves out of her way as she fought to gain a closer look … she wanted to belong to him … for the first time in her life she felt small in a man’s presence … overtime she’d she’d submitted her heart to love … her soul to a Master … as the memory of him floods her mind arms strecthing reaching to the heavens begging them to open and swallow her whole

With a crack of thunder, her world came spinning to a halt. News had arrived that her Master … her warrior … her love had died in battle. Her body racked with confusion, her mind as frenzied as the city mourning it’s loss, she took off in a run, her fists pounding against the walls of the buildings, arms shoving people out of her way. Breathing hard with each stride, tears blinding her vision … her screams of disbelief and sorrow drowning out any other sound as it coursed through her ringing ears …. He was gone.

As the rain swirls around her, its force changing from the soft cleansing fall, to reflect the intensity of the inner turmoil she was feeling. Slowly her body begins to tremor … every muscle twitching, her fists pounding against her thighs hoping that the physical pain would silence the emotional torment, her body wretching violently as the fear rises inside her  belly threatening to release itself …

Standing on the shores of the Thassa … her mind usually at peace when she stood barefoot on the sands, letting the water wash over her toes … now raging like angry waves … unable to breath, her body writhing in agony and despair. Arms reaching out begging him to come back to her, her voice carrying through the night as she again begins running … her feet pounding hard as she works her muscles into exhaustion … falling to the ground into a crumbled heap … her body racked with sobs …

Curling into a ball, arms hugging tightly around her knees, body shaking as the tears race the rain down the contours of her face … she had known the first time he’d spoken to her that he was going to be trouble, that she was going to love him, that he would own her heart and soul. Uncoiling, her body pushing up her hip resting on the ground as hands dig into the sand, raking them back and forth, the granuals slipping through her fingers … her body slowly sways  back and forth as she tries to lull her emotions into numbness.

Moving to the song of the emotions she is feeling … her body moving to the memory of their first encounter … her hands forming circles in the sand … her hips moving to the rhythm of a memory …he’d found solace in her for that evening … their bodies wrapped in passion … her mind and soul entranced with every touch … with every word … her skin blushing with every glance

With the light of the morning, like an intense dream … she awoke to the realization he was gone … her body aching for him … her heartbreaking to be with him … her soul desiring only to serve him …  she slowly rises, walking, her legs stretching fatigued, to the cliffs above, tears a steady stream raining down her cheeks. Praying for release from the pain, she comes to the edge of rock. With a vacant look in her eyes, hearing the screams of the city slavers behind her, she looks over her shoulder …

Falling slowly, the dark waters below circling around her body. Fingers grasping at her collar, as her body swirling, spinning like a piece of silk,  sinking deeper into her despair she struggles for breath as the brief sunlight of the morning is gone. Coming to rest on the Thassa’s floor, she gasps, seeing him coming towards her … slowly closing her eyes released from the pain … released from the heartbreak, she finds herself in his arms … wrapped in forever knowing she is his …. (###)

My good friend Mattie Lefarve has started a new venture among us slaves. With bina being treasured by all of us sluts, and that rare bana even more. Gathering all of my bana, putting  it in my pouch I went in search of a trading partner. Finding Kyss we oogled each others precious bina, she discovered she’d come in ownership of an ugly lime green one she called a booger.

My goal is to get a lovely necklace with all blue bina because  Master likes blue best.  Whispering to each other we tried to figure out who we could unload the lime green bina on and what could we make them do to earn it.

Initially we’d planned to torture the poor kajira who we were going to trick into doing something for it, but instead took pity on a city slave. 

22:08]  Beth Ronmark opens her pouch showing her loot to Kyss. “I’m trying to collect all blue as they are Master’s favorite. You wouldn’t perchance have anything to trade would you?”
[22:09]  Kyss Ohl: *taps a finger against her lips and thinks* lemme look…I might….*jiggles her titties around in her top and pulls out a bag that was hiding in her top, carefully opening the draw string*
[22:09]  Beth Ronmark eyes widden as a smile creeps on her face
 [22:11]  Kyss Ohl: I has….
[22:11]  Kyss Ohl: some reds…somegreens…some jasper and moonstone…plum, pink..yellow…
[22:11]  Kyss Ohl: I don’t have any blue
 [22:12]  Beth Ronmark ponders a moment “I have black, brown, green, pink, plum, pumpkin, purple, rose, slate, white. Are there any you’d like to trade?”
[22:13]  Kyss Ohl pokes her beads around a moment grinning up at her Master
[22:13]  Kyss Ohl: do you like lime green?
[22:13]  Kyss Ohl picks up the lima green bina and looks at it critically
[22:13]  DragonFire Spear smiles… I like many things mine.
 [22:14]  Kyss Ohl: it looks kinda like a booger…I mean..It is the bestest…everyone wants one..wanna trade? *bats her eyelashs at Beth winningly*
[22:14]  Beth Ronmark wrinkles her nose “umm no. But I have an idea” leaning in she whispers to Kyss
This is where Kyss and I went into IMs plotting who we could give the ugly booger bina to and what nasty thing we would make them do.
[22:20]  Sundance Churchill shouts across the courtyard, “DINA… COME..”
 [22:21]  Kyss Ohl: Hello Maaaaassssstaaaa
[22:21]  Sundance Churchill turns and nods, “Tal”
[22:21]  Beth Ronmark turns, seeing the very hot looking blonde Master and smiles “Tal Master”
[22:21]  Kyss Ohl grins seeing the slaver, and tucks her bina back in her silk top, giving a little wiggle so that the baggie is one again hidden in her ample cleavge and top out of sight without nary a bump to betray her
 [22:21]  Lillian McKay: “I dont suppose either of you have some spare coin ” *she smiles sweetly flicking a bit of mud from her shoulder*
[22:22]  Kyss Ohl leans over and whispers to beth softly “Gotta hide them from the grubby lil thieves who would take my precious”, nods conspiratorily at her
[22:22]  Desari Deledda smiles softly, settling her warm camisk and body close
[22:22]  Sundance Churchill mutters, “hee;
[22:22]  Sundance Churchill: heel
 [22:23]  Beth Ronmark smiles and whispers “yes, but let’s see who we can get that booger to”
 [22:25]  Beth Ronmark watches the blonde at the steps, turns and whispers to Kyss
 [22:28]  DragonFire Spear chuckles..”I pity the poor girl’s tongue..”
[22:28]  Beth Ronmark takes a closer look at the green bina
 [22:28]  Kyss Ohl holds out the lime green bina in her palm so Beth can see
 [22:29]  Kyss Ohl wiggles her chest a little to get the bag of the remaining binas more comfortable in her top
 [22:29]  Beth Ronmark puts her hand back over her pouch and turns to T’edra motioning her forward
 [22:30]  T’edra moves in closer
[22:31]  Beth Ronmark points at Kyss’s palm “you see that green bina there?”
 [22:32]  Kyss Ohl holds up the lime green bina so that the blondie can see better, making a waving motion with her hand, whispering softly “you want the bead..the bead is pretty..you want the bead”, pretends she didn’t say anything but continues to make motions around the bead as if it were a glorious crown
 [22:32]  Beth Ronmark: T’Edra that bina is something you want … do you know how to get it?
 [22:33]  Stephanie83 Teardrop nods her head “Yes beth” and looks at the bead, teal orbs darted back ad fort as it moved in kyss hand, she said “Well technically it wouldn’t even be mine”
[22:33]  Kyss Ohl: ahhh but the binas have no value…
 [22:34]  Kyss Ohl: except to us slaves..
[22:34]  Kyss Ohl: the Masters can’t be bothered with a shiny bit of bina
[22:34]  Beth Ronmark leans closely “T’Edra you earn bina by being pleasing to Masters. They can give you them from time to time as a reward.”
[22:34]  Kyss Ohl: they even like it when we wear them
[[22:35]  T’edra sighs deeply “Well then alas I will never see one as I am a useless slut sure to be killed eventually or thrown to the urts beth”
 [22:36]  Kyss Ohl: well see that might be true at the moment
[22:36]  Kyss Ohl: but
[22:37]  Beth Ronmark glancing knowingly at Kyss, hearing T’Edras complaint, settles back on her hip “Enough talk like that slut. You have it in you to be a damn fine slave … you just have a lot to learn, and a tad of an attitude to lose. Now, me and Kyss we’re willing to help you and share our bina with you but you have to listen to us. It might save your neck. What say you?”
 [22:37]  Kyss Ohl: if you like living..You can always try harder and improve your value
 [22:38]  T’edra nods her head to beth
 [22:39]  Kyss Ohl holds up the bina in the palm of her hand “see your value is much like the value of this bead…”
[22:39]  Beth Ronmark: Can I take that nod as you want our help and to earn the bina???
 [22:39]  Kyss Ohl: To one person it might not be worth anything…they might think it were say..a booger..
[22:39]  Kyss Ohl: but to another it might be a precious emerald….
[22:39]  Beth Ronmark nods listening to kyss
[22:39]  T’edra says softly “Yes, beth”
 [22:39]  Kyss Ohl: the key is to make sure they see the wonderful value you have within you
 [22:40]  Kyss Ohl: merely in wanting to improve and learn…
 [22:40]  Kyss Ohl: you improve your value and worth..no master wants a girl who is lazy and doesn’t want ot work or learn
 [22:40]  Kyss Ohl: they want Exquisite beauty and absolute obedience..
 [22:41]  Beth Ronmark: So tell us T’Edra … do you understand what Kyss is telling you?
[22:41]  T’edra: yes beth I get it
 [22:42]  Kyss Ohl: You partially have the beauty part..
 [22:42]  Kyss Ohl: Physically you are beautiful..

[22:42]  Kyss Ohl: but there is also the simple beauty in your serving, and manner, and desire to please..
 [22:43]  T’edra: I have no desire to please, I used to but it is long gone that fire I once had, kyss
 [22:44]  Beth Ronmark: Well T’edra you better get it back before you find yourself thrown out as urt bait
 [22:44]  T’edra: nods*
 [22:45]  Kyss Ohl ponders a moment thinking
 [22:46]  Beth Ronmark: There is a saying my uncle used to tell me all the time when I would lose my passion for something or was unsure of my place in the world, he would tell me to fake it until I make it. that’s what you need to do. You need to fake having that passion until the fires in your belly reignite
 [22:46]  T’edra nods to beth
 [22:47]  Beth Ronmark: So Kyss what should her first lesson be … to earn that green bina?
[22:47]  Langdon Byron: I was gonna train J’ai for branding but don’t think Kyss would be a good practice beast
[22:47]  Langdon Byron: Hate to marr her up on you Dragon
[22:48]  Kyss Ohl eyes suddenly go wide over hearing the Masters a small shriek escaping her lips ‘NUUUUUUU”
[22:48]  DragonFire Spear smiles… “This time I’d like to do it myself… Next time though… “
[22:48]  Kyss Ohl: *shivers and nearly drops the bina, is drawn back o the conversation with the girls*
 [22:48]  Kyss Ohl: Hrm..
[22:48]  Kyss Ohl: what was the first thing you learned Beth?
[22:49]  Beth Ronmark: Well I like to call the slaves motto … T’edra do you know what that is?
 [22:49]  Stephanie83 Teardrop shakes her head “No not sure about that beth”
[22:50]  Beth Ronmark looks to Kyss and smirks “The role of a slave is absolute beauty and absolute obedience. She is to be pleasing at all times, even if she doesn’t want to be.”
 [22:51]  Kyss Ohl: it’s kinda like customer service back where I came from
[22:52]  Kyss Ohl: Just because you’re having a bad day doesn’t mean you can give the customer a lap full of food and a spit in their food
 [22:53]  T’edra nods
 [22:53]  Beth Ronmark laughs “So if I’m a Master and I come in, plop myself down in the tavern. I’m in a foul mood, greet me, pretend with me”
 [22:54]  T’edra smiles softly “Tal, Master”
 [22:55]  Beth Ronmark growls as he kicks his muddy and dirty boots up on to the table, gruffly ordering the beast “Slut mead NOW … harta”
 [22:56]  T’edra looks up “Yes, Master. Mead right away, Master”
 [22:59]  Beth Ronmark watches the girls hips, licking his lips as his eyes undress what little camisk covers her
[22:59]  Langdon Byron: Are you gay Beth?
 [23:00]  Stephanie83 Teardrop giggles softly
[23:00]  Beth Ronmark grabs his crotch and adjusts himself feeling his cock grow at the site of her, stiffling a laugh “No Master, we are role play with T’edra here helping her. I’m pretending to be a Master”
[23:00]  Langdon Byron laughs loudly, comprehension dawning
[23:00]  Langdon Byron: ‘Oh!’
[ [23:01]  DragonFire Spear: theyre training her..
[23:01]  Langdon Byron: Well shit Dragon, are we really that pathetic
[23:01]  Langdon Byron grabs himself too
 [23:01]  T’edra walks back to the Master holding up his mead, as she kneels down saying “Your mead, Master” keeping her gaze lowered the ground
[23:01]  Beth Ronmark laughs “No Master you’re not pathetic, but I’d be more than happy to adjust that for you”
[23:02]  DragonFire Spear chuckles.. I’d be speaking for myself but I hope not…
[23:02]  Beth Ronmark takes the mead and drinks it
 [23:02]  Langdon Byron: Eh, save it for Blue or one of your runs, Beth
[23:02]  Kyss Ohl peeks under the Master’s kilt (she decided to watch the blacksmith adjust himself up close and personal)
[23:02]  Beth Ronmark: Now T’edra I want you to watch us to do it
[23:02]  T’edra nods her head
[23:03]  Beth Ronmark: Kyss you wanna be the Master or the slut?
[23:03]  Kyss Ohl plays with herself while watching “nope not pathetic at all Master”, moans softly hitting the right spot, licks her lips, and fondles her clit a little bit more while staring up the blacksmith’s kilt
[23:03]  Langdon Byron kicks her away ‘Do something about it Dragon’
[23:03]  Kyss Ohl sits back down and looks at beth “I wanna be the Master!”
 [23:03]  Langdon Byron: This I gotta see
[23:03]  Langdon Byron grins
[23:03]  Beth Ronmark: alright Kyss let’s go!
 [23:04]  DragonFire Spear: I’ll beat her later… I want to see just how they train themselves….
[23:04]  Beth Ronmark laughs and bites her lip
[23:04]  Kyss Ohl sits down on a pillow and grunts “Slut…NOW..I need service NOW”
[23:04]  Langdon Byron: I always wondered about that
[23:05]  Kyss Ohl grumbles looking about the tavern in disgust…”never good service here in Kar..why do I come here…SLUT NOW!”
[23:05]  Beth Ronmark snaps to attention, hearing the Master’s demanding tone. Her long legs carrying her to him. Lowering to a kneel, her thighs spreading wide as she smiles warmly up at him “Yes Master? How may this slut be of service?”
 [23:06]  Langdon Byron: You ever say ‘SLUT NOW?’ Dragon?’
[23:06]  Kyss Ohl looks disdainfully down at the girl, looking her over carefully, lifting her collar to examine the girl “hrm…pretty little thing..but are you worth anything?”
 [23:06]  DragonFire Spear: occasionally…..Usually I’m not ordering drink though..
[23:07]  Kyss Ohl: I want bosk milk, and cookies please..I mean Paga..yes paga…NOW! and Sul Paga not that flightly Sa Paga
[23:07]  Langdon Byron: Eh, I only had to whip a girl twice, most of the time they know when they were wrong though
[23:07]  Kyss Ohl: *filthy
[23:07]  Langdon Byron: Ooooh, I like Sul Paga
[23:07]  Langdon Byron: Clearer and colder the better
[23:07]  DragonFire Spear: I’ve only whipped the one, most of them I beat with fish…
[23:08]  Kyss Ohl loses her role a moment and waggles her eyebrows at her Master with a lewd look “You beat me with youu cock sometimes too my Master!”
[23:08]  Langdon Byron: I had to beat J’ai when I got her out of the jails for travelling
[23:08]  Kyss Ohl gets back in her role, being a gruff gorean male with a hard on in a tavern
[23:08]  DragonFire Spear: aye but that’s from the inside…
 [23:08]  Langdon Byron: Tore me up inside to do it but she appreciated it
[23:09]  DragonFire Spear nods.. “Aye, the one I whipped was later freed by some fool.”
[23:09]  T’edra: I’m not worth the whip might as well just feed me to the urts
[23:09]  Beth Ronmark lifts her chin felling her collar being examined, lowering her eyes at his words “Sul Paga Master, coming right up.” pushing to her hip, her body rolling to a stand … her skin lightly brushing his as she does, turning over her shoulder, her blues eyes lustily taking in is form as she strides into the kitchen, her toned legs showing their sleekness with each step.
[23:09]  DragonFire Spear: That one was quite talented.
[23:10]  Kyss Ohl looks over at the other girl in t e tavern and glares “A master saw fit to put you in a collar girl..You dare to think you know better than a Man what is worthwhile and what is not?”
[23:10]  Langdon Byron clears his throat and mouths ‘As you desire, not ‘coming right up’.’ He shudders thinking that is low
[23:10]  Kyss Ohl lets his gaze wander back to the slut serving him he leans back in chair openly lusting after the girl, watching her bottom sway, licking his lips
[23:10]  Langdon Byron: Hey giving pointers is fun!
[23:11]  DragonFire Spear nods…”and maybe I’m being too relaxed with mine…”
 [23:11]  T’edra lowers her gaze to the ground and remains silent
[23:12]  Langdon Byron: Can’t say that I look at the girls without a bit of desire but takes a special one to hold my interest long enough to fur, Dragon
[23:12]  Langdon Byron: Most of the time it’s the usual serves anyway
[23:12]  Beth Ronmark slowly rising up on her toes to reach into the cupboard, her camisk riding up on her hip baring her ass cheek, fingertips lightly touching the outsides of the bowls as she searches for the perfect one for a Master as fine as him. Pulling one down, she lightly traces the etchings as she looks back out into the tavern at him, her body aware of his eyes on her.
[23:12]  Langdon Byron: A girl has to make it worth my while to get a hard on over
[23:12]  DragonFire Spear nods… “Aye… I’d agree there”
 [23:13]  DragonFire Spear: specially if you’re keeping them.
 [23:13]  Langdon Byron nods
[23:13]  T’edra bites her tongue fighting back the comment that badly wants to blurt from her mouth
[23:13]  Langdon Byron: Yeah and then they have to work hard
[23:13]  Kyss Ohl lets out a very un manly like HRMPH and shoots a pout at her Master, before looking back at the serving girl, watching her every move, the lines of her body as she serves, wonders how much her Master would charge to buy her
 [23:14]  Langdon Byron: I’ll catch you later Dragon, time for me to hit the unwarmed furs
[23:15]  Langdon Byron: Keep an eye out on for that Urt/Panther for me will ya?
[23:15]  Stephanie83 Teardrop blurts out “Ill warm your furs, Master” and grins mischievously
[23:16]  DragonFire Spear: Aye will do Byron… Be well.
[23:16]  Langdon Byron grins ‘Can use your mouth sometime T’Eadra but not tonight’
 [23:16]  Langdon Byron: ‘Keep watch Dragon’
 [23:16]  DragonFire Spear: aye..
 [23:16]  T’edra wiggles on her heels saying “Yes, Master”
[23:16]  DragonFire Spear reaches inside the locker, getting his hammers.
[23:17]  Kyss Ohl looks over at her Master and smiles forgetting her role as she watches him gear up.
 [23:18]  T’edra whispers “So always be pleasing no matter what beth”
[23:18]  Beth Ronmark takes a bota of sul paga, slinging it over her shoulder, as she walks with it and the footed bowl back to the tavern and the Master. With each step her body shudders in desire as she takes in the sight of him, a cool breeze blowing through causing goose bumps to creep across her skin, her nipples straining against the fabric of her camisk as she lowers to a kneel, her thighs spreading wide across the tip of his boot. Taking the bota between her teeth, she twists and turns and uncorsk it before pouring it into the footed bowl. Watching the clear alcohol swirl its way up to fill the cup, she recorks the bota. Lowering her eyes, a seductive smile crossing her lips as she raises her arms above her head, hair lightly tickling them as she offers him his drink “Master, may this sul-paga quench your thirst after a long day”
[23:19]  Beth Ronmark: ((holy balls it’s hard to write when you’re laughing and reading what you yahoos are writing))
 [23:19]  Kyss Ohl snatchs the sul-paga outta the girl’s hand and chugs it, openingly fondling her curves, letting out a long loud belch when he finishs “Good job girl..wanna warm my furs”
[23:20]  asylum Bandit: Dragon…i hope you have an excuse for this outlandish display and allowing it to happen!
[23:20]  asylum Bandit looks at him “you ought to be ashamed”
 [23:21]  Kyss Ohl pulls the lovely little wench into his lap and looks her over “well girl?”
[23:21]  Kyss Ohl grins and looks over at T’Eadra …”So whatd ya learn?”
[23:21]  Beth Ronmark purrs as she rubs up against him
[23:22]  asylum Bandit: have you got anything to say for yourself Dragon?
 [23:22]  DragonFire Spear chuckles..”They’re teaching each other lady Bandit… supervised of course.”
[23:22]  T’edra says softly “Be seductive in the way your body moves, be perfection for the Master to want to take you to the alcoves kyss”
[23:22]  Kyss Ohl: yep yep
[23:23]  Kyss Ohl: You may not like who you serve at that moment..
[23:23]  Beth Ronmark smiles proudly at t’edra
[23:23]  asylum Bandit scoffed “sure” she said “whatever” and walked away
[23:23]  Kyss Ohl: but you never know when you will fall under the eyes of someone who would want to buy you
[23:23]  Kyss Ohl: You never know what will make you stand out from the crowd
[[23:23]  T’edra: I am just a simple girl though
[23:23]  Beth Ronmark: it’s like another saying my uncle had “always be selling” laughs
[23:23]  Kyss Ohl: So was I once…
[23:23]  Beth Ronmark: me as well
[23:23]  DragonFire Spear: it’s quite amusing…
[23:23]  Kyss Ohl: I think I’m pretty good now a days
[23:24]  Kyss Ohl: could be wrong
[23:24]  Beth Ronmark: I’m still learning but there’s nothing better than seeing the physical reaction a Master gets when you rub him the right way …. knowing that when you do you get a really big reward!
[23:24]  Kyss Ohl: and I always try to learn more
[23:25]  Kyss Ohl: don’t want another slut to catch my Master’s eye
[23:25]  Kyss Ohl: so I strive to always please him as much as I can that he might be content
[23:25]  DragonFire Spear smiles…
[23:25]  T’edra: But I am always pleasing in my serving, it’s when the Mistresses are around I have trouble keeping my mouth shut and not commenting on their snide remarks
[23:25]  Beth Ronmark: there’s also nothing more fulfilling than letting a Master know that he’s the only one around … making him feel as though he’s the only thing that exists at that moment … it’s all about him slut … remember that
[23:26]  Beth Ronmark: Honey you’re job ain’t to please them when a Master is around
[23:26]  Beth Ronmark: it’s to please him
[23:26]  T’edra nods
[23:26]  DragonFire Spear smiles…”A kajira … a good one at least would know that she can be a free woman’s worst nightmare”
[23:26]  Kyss Ohl: kill them with kindness
[23:26]  Kyss Ohl: and..
[23:26]  T’edra: I know that … it’s just when they make a snide remark I tend to bark back at them
[23:26]  Kyss Ohl: if you really wanna  get on their nerves in a way that will really grate…
[23:27]  Kyss Ohl: be the extremely hot slut
[23:27]  Kyss Ohl: talking back gets them what they want..you punished for being what they are not
 [23:27]  Asea Andel: Tal Sir Dragon
[23:27]  Asea Andel: tal kajirae
[23:27]  DragonFire Spear: Tal Lady Ase.. how goes the day?”
[23:27]  Kyss Ohl: Being the ultimate slut……..like rubbing salt in a wound
[23:27]  Beth Ronmark laughs “In all honesty there is a balance when a free woman is around and when serving a Master, but your job is to find that balance and be pleasing
[23:27]  T’edra: Yes since why I am in a belt right now
[23:27]  Kyss Ohl: tal Mistress!
[23:27]  Beth Ronmark: Tal Mistress
[23:27]  Asea Andel: Has anyone seen Diarmait?
[23:27]  Kyss Ohl smiles at the lovely ladies….”Tal Mistress!”
[23:27]  T’edra: Tal, Mistresses
[23:28]  Carin McBride: Tal Sir and girls
[23:28]  DragonFire Spear: And Lady Carin… Tal There
[23:28]  Kyss Ohl: When serving a master…he is your only focus…Whatever he desires..
[23:28]  Kyss Ohl: IF you are serving a free woman..be modest..be demure…be pleasing
[23:28]  Kyss Ohl: if you are serving a man when a Mistress is around…you’re still only serving him
 [23:29]  Kyss Ohl: It doesn’t matter if anyone is around or everyone is around
 [23:29]  Kyss Ohl: when you serve that person is the center of your world
 [23:29]  Asea Andel: Be well All, I need to go check on the infirmary.
[23:29]  Beth Ronmark: Well wishes Mistress
[23:30]  Carin McBride sighs again as her sister runs off “I will go make sure she dont fall”
[23:30]  Kyss Ohl: safe pathes Mistress!
[23:30]  Beth Ronmark: Well wishes to you too Mistress
 [23:30]  Carin McBride: be well Sir sweet serve girls
[23:30]  DragonFire Spear: Be well Ladies
 [23:30]  Beth Ronmark: So do you think she’s earned her bina tonight Kyss?
[23:30]  Kyss Ohl: I gotta ask..what exactly happened to land you in the belt?
 [23:31]  Kyss Ohl nods
[23:31]  Kyss Ohl: yeah I think she’s earned it
[23:31]  Kyss Ohl: I think though…
[23:32]  Beth Ronmark motions T’Edra closer as she listens to kyss
[23:32]  Kyss Ohl sets the bina carefully in the palm of T’eadra’s hand “You should consider this bina…”
[23:32]  Kyss Ohl: to be like you..the first of many good things to come
[23:32]  Kyss Ohl: Don’t under value yourself hun..
[23:33]  Kyss Ohl: My grandma once told me…
[23:33]  T’edra holds the bina in her palm and says “Thank you kyss and beth” a smile spreading across her face
[23:33]  Kyss Ohl: That before anyone else can consider you valuable you must first consider yourself valuable
[23:33]  Beth Ronmark nods and snuggles close to Kyss
 [23:34]  Kyss Ohl closes T’eadra’s hand around the bina “You are valuable”
 [23:34]  Kyss Ohl: so is da bina!
[23:35]  T’edra smiles warmly, teal orbs sparkling with life for the first time in a long while
[23:35]  Beth Ronmark smiles and hugs T’edra “well it looks like it’s time for me to heel to da master. May I be excused?”
[23:35]  Kyss Ohl leans over and hugs her and whispers something softly in her ear
[23:36]  Beth Ronmark: Well wishes Master … serve with fire sluts!!! hugs to you both

About a hand ago my Master came to Telnus to collect me. Seeing him come off the boat he looked like an oasis of water in the desert. Rubbing my eyes, my heart pounding I took off in a run, jumping into his arms. I missed that man more than I’d missed anyone in my entire life.

After a few days settling back in Port Kar, we’d still not heard word on Twist’s Master. It’s hard seeing my friend hurting so. I know her pain, I’d felt it while separated from my Master.

Finishing up some errands, we returned home. Excited we saw our slave friend Kyrae. Her Master, a friend of my Master’s had come to visit. Discussing things, he called me forward. Approaching him I lowered to a kneel at his boot. He had that look on his face again.

Gently lifting my chin, my eyes meeting him he proceeded to give me my next set of instructions.

“You, along with Twist and Kyrae are going to Tyros. You will go sell them some of your baked goods, telling any one who asks that I’m passed out drunk on the boat, having fallen on hard times, you will go and sell them your breads, cakes, and confections,” he said. ” You will be there for a few days. While you are there, you will pay attention to the number of warriors they have, learning the out lay of the city.”

Not knowing what he’s up to, my eyes filled with confusion. He’d just come to collect me and again was sending me away. Slowly he lowers his lips to mine. After a few brief moments he again pulls away.

“Do not ask questions mine,” he says smiling, his eyes holding court over mine. “Who owns you?”

“You do my Master,” I replied.

“And my slut who do you obey?” he asked.

Taking a deep breath, my voice slightly wavering , “You my Master.”

Kissing me again he replies, “Good, now go gather what you need and take Twist and Kyrae with you.”

With the help of my friends we grabbed as any baked goods as we could carry and started on our journey to Tyros.

So far I haven’t gone OOC on this blog, but there are some people in my SL that I would like to introduce you to. Each is special and important to me for very different reasons: 

Blue

There are times I wonder why he keeps me around. I can get so scatter-brained I don’t know what the hell I’m doing.  I often act without thinking; and I’m the world’s biggest skeptic, especially when it comes to men. But, a firm believer that actions speak louder than words, this weekend his actions made me feel like the only woman in SL.

 On Saturday, when I finally finished with RL stuff and logged into SL, I got to spend some quality time with two of my favorite people — Blue and Twist — doing some shopping, plotting and laughing.

 As the afternoon wore on, my time with Blue was drawing to a close for the day. He had the opportunity to pick up some serious overtime this weekend and YAY for added hours and money! I realized when he logged that I never got the chance to show him the amazing build that Twist and I did for the Port Kar OOC!  Oh well, there’s always Sunday right?

 Well I noticed after he logged that he wasn’t in YIM. That’s not like him. He’s always in Yahoo. Grumbling to Twist in Skype I assumed he left his phone and home and didn’t log in. So we went to the city and did a little fun RP tour with my new chain sister —who for purposes of an ongoing RP shall be left nameless—and then went to get ready for the OOC.

 About 30 minutes into it I get an IM from NightEagle Talgor in YIM asking me to tell Blue that he crashed and couldn’t get back in. o_O!!!!!!! I told him he was on drugs because Blue was at work and not even in SL . All the sudden I hear Twist tell me to look at my SL screen … and who’s standing there in the hottest set of pixels ever???? That’s right my Master! It turns out earlier in the day that something had happened and he’d be working Sunday rather than Saturday! So when he logged he took a nap, came in invisible to surprise me.  He’d even sent Twist earlier in the afternoon to buy him a costume!

 I couldn’t tell you how speechless I was at his surprise. Nor how immensely special I felt as I spent the rest of the night with our pixels dancing together!

 And Sunday was no different. I don’t know if I was riding the high from Saturday or not, but Sunday with him was darn near perfect as well! He has brought so much perspective to my life, a sense of calm that even my RL has noticed it. My dad told me that I’m not worrying so much about being a perfectionist and making a mistake, that I’m actually enjoying myself and he’s right. And I owe a lot of this new outlook and attitude to Blue. Thank you babe for everything, for providing me the encouragement to take risks and make mistakes! I love you for that alone!

 Twist

When I first met Twist back in October, we became fast friends both IC and OOC, but like everything in life, our relationship faced some turbulence. About a month ago we reconnected and I’m so blessed. My mom used to say that the true friends are the ones that if time passes and you lose touch, when you come together again it feels like you talked yesterday. That is how it’s been and I love it! I have a lot to learn from her. She’s smart, funny and a good friend.

Her building skills put me in amazement. Her RP skills are nuts! I swear she even makes dirt sound good. Thank you Twist for giving us a second chance. I love you like my sister from another mother!

Mattie-Girl

There are just some people who will go along for the ride just because it sounds fun! That’s Mattie-girl. She’s a riot. She helped to get me out of the padded cell I’d built around myself. So afraid of RP that I only participated when Blue was online. But she and her Master let me come play with them. She was going to teach me leathers and I was going to teach her to cook. Thank you for dragging me out of my shell!

OOC this girl is smart and talented. Both of us PR professionals, her drive and excitement has helped to rejuvenate attitude and love for an industry I’ve worked in for more than 10 years.  Along with Twist, we are starting a new business venture on our business alts. I’m excited for this journey

 Midge

When I first ventured into Gor I found myself at Iaomai, a so-called gorean school for slaves. As much as I don’t agree with it anymore, I am thankful for it because I met Twist, Midge and Naj there! Midge (Thyri) was assigned the task of being my big sister … god love her!

 Seeing my boredom and desire for RP she would sneak me out to see the real Gor. The Gor we were told as students was so horrible and would destroy us if we went into it. Yeah we were lied to and Midge showed me the truth. She introduced me to Chant and gave me my first RP experience.

 She went to my defense the first time my Iaomai crush showed up with his new slave. I was devastated when he collared that girl. She knew I was crying RL tears at that OOC. She went into his IMs and defended me.

 She dragged me to sword tournaments and it was there I first saw a Master who made my blood boil. Whose personality made me laugh … she introduced me to Blue!

 Midge, you really are my big sister!

Naj

I met Naj by circumstance as I’d developed an OOC friendship with her Master. Later I would join their house. We went through a lot together during those few months, and even more when I left. We clung to each other, helping one another come to grips with a truth neither of us even knew existed.

She helped me heal and move on from MGD. She showed me the truth that he was never mine anyways. She taught me to go after what I wanted. We’ve managed a lot of mischief and no matter where our differing journeys take us, you will always be B1 and owner of the right half of my brain!

 Perryn

Perryn owns a set of sims, one of which is Piedmont. He’s often the starch in my shirt. He holds me up making me face my fears, fighting through tears to be a better person. I’ve told him many times if he weren’t gay he’d be in trouble … and to this day I mean it. He’s smart, funny and has always been there for me no matter what, no questions asked.

 Thank you Perryn for always being the starch!

There are very few people in SL that I would want to meet RL. There are very few that I also have an OOC relationship with. These are them. They bring joy and enrichment to not only my SL but my RL as well!  Thank you for letting me introduce them to you.

It was late when I finally got done with my chores and decided to go exploring Telnus, learning my way around. I found the Inn, the bakery, the cartographers, the couriers, the baths, the tavern and some weird cavern thing that looked like kennels along the wharf before I came to rest, sitting on a crate watching out over the water.

 After a bit of time  had passed I noticed a group gathering. Quietly I strained to listen. Among the group was a slave trader, two slaves, one very exotic and soft looking, and what I later learned was a scribe from the city. The slaver it appeared was trying to sell one of the girls to the scribe. Wanting to get a better listen and look, I snuck closer hiding behind another stack of crates. Apparently another slave had taken notice of my snooping and came to join me.

 Listening more, I learned that a slave from the city had been stolen. The scribe seemed particularly upset by this, I’m guessing because of paperwork because the she belonged to a Free Woman. As I tried to get a closer listen, I moved to some barrels, stubbing my toe a long and loud string of earth obscenities strung its way out of my mouth. Embarrassed I caught myself, thankfully no one noticed.

 That’s the hard thing about being having been an investigative journalist. My need to know, that curiosity, and desire to solve a mystery never goes away fully. Tonight, when I’m done with my chores for Master Mehrunes, I fully intend to see what more I can find out. Sure snooping and asking questions could land me in hot water, but at least it’s something to pass the time until my Master comes to get me!

 I can’t tell you how much I miss him and my beloved Port Kar. He promised he’d send me messages, but none have arrived. I miss him kissing me, I miss his touch, I miss his smell, and I miss the sound of his voice. At night I lay awake craving him, needing him, longing for him. Oh Master, please hurry to get me. I’m being patient and doing as you asked! Oh Master I do love and miss you so!

Today was a tough day in Telnus. With the exception of Twist who is staying with me, and Lavender, I know no one else in the city. Waking up early, we’d noticed that Master Mehrunes was already gone and not knowing when he would return, Twist and I set to cleaning.

As she swept the dirt out the door, she’d noticed an empty garden box.

“Beth I have those seeds you gave me to take home to start a garden for my Master’s house, do you think there’s enough to use some in this small planter,” shouted Twist.

Running to see what she was talking about I spied the beautiful red head kneeling down, hands already in the dirt.

“There should be plenty for that Twist, I’ll grab them” running I go to bag of goodies I’d given Twist to take home with her. Smiling, when she’d first come to Master’s house she couldn’t cook anything. She wasn’t as challenging as Mattie was in teaching her how to cook, but both slaves had taught me how to read and write Gorean. A bit of a trade off to help our Master’s out.  Grabbing the seeds I turn to go.

As we worked in the hot sun, planting the seeds, we had mischief on the brain again. That was the one thing about Twist, when we got together we usually found ourselves in some sort of trouble.

Mud fight

19:10]  Beth Ronmark starts digging in the dirt with the shovel, looking at Twist she eyes her mischeviously and flips at her, laughing “you’re wearing mud”
[19:11]  Twist Easley kneels down by the planter, her long legs planting firmly in the mud. she gently pushes the pants into the soil as the loose dirt runs through her slender fingers. Arranging the plant perfectly, she flicks a pesty bug toward beth as she piled the dirt around the plant.
[19:12]  Twist Easley wipes the mud off my face, picks up a handful of mud and throws it back at beth* “we match now” a wicked smile curls my lips as i continue to plant the garden
[19:14]  Beth Ronmark glares at Twist, sweat dripping from her brow as the heat of the sun pounds hard on the two friends. Seeing the bug land on her she squirms, trying to get the bug off of her just in time to feel a clump of mud hit her torso. Putting in a plant she fills in the hole with the dirt, taking the water can, sprinkles the dirt watching it turn to mud. taking her hand, she grabs a clump and walks up to Twist “Oh really, you wanna go there” Laughing she puts the clumb on the girls head.
[19:15]  Twist Easley grabs two handfuls of mud, her white teeth gleeming beneath a muddy smile. she eyes beths ass, and slaps both hands squarely on each cheek. The mud drips down her legs as i run out of rang, toward the city.
[19:16]  Beth Ronmark picks up the dirt putting it back into the planter, eyeing their handy work of planting some vegetables “Hold up Shorty … I’m coming”

As we make our way down to the city we come across Lavender sitting just steps from the docks. Eavesdropping a bit, we realize she’s being grilled by a Master. Stopping for a moment, Twist asks for permission to pass, as she had been beaten in a different city once before for not doing so and she’s not one to risk another beating. After being barked, we learned quickly that in Telnus you don’t have to ask, just pass if need be. Seeing my friend confused, I hugged her quickly saying, Different strokes for different folks,” and pushed her into the water. Laughing I jumped in after her!