# 7....nothing in my hands
that's the way to teach me, Sir!
this girl has studied the Gorean scrolls,
and has learnt that there is much misunderstanding.
The slavegirl holds her palms up and open
to signify her helplessness, vulnerability,
and her need to please and serve her Master in every way.
It is often taken to be a signal of sexual availability,
but that is a vulgar misunderstanding -
a kajira (slavegirl) is always available,
no matter what her pose.
Only when her Master is paying her attention
should she hold her palms up,
at other times, and in the presence of other Frees,
she should hold them palms-down on her thighs.
it just shows she's well-trained,
I know nothing of master-slave culture, but two of these pics really spoke to me:
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The girl with big breasts
Came from a poor family
Never had much a chance
Stuck in poverty
Smart as a whip
Her school testing showed
But reduced to a slave
Now the real lash she knows
“If only my breasts
Were not so large and well-shaped
Perhaps I’d be known for my brains
And not what’s on my chest.”
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Quit squirming around, slave
Be quiet, be meek
As befitting your state
Make nary a squeak!
I’ll untie your wrists
When I’m done, soon enough
I know you’re anxious to please
I’ll attend to your muff
But be still, don’t distract
Or I’ll have to be very strict
I won’t hold back on the strap
Your bottom red will be whipped!
So keep your legs spread apart
Don’t let your thighs squeeze
Don’t think to be an upstart
Your pussy is meant just for me
it just shows she's well-trained,
praise the Master, not the slave!
I know nothing of master-slave culture, but two of these pics really spoke to me:
View attachment 158822
The girl with big breasts
Came from a poor family
Never had much a chance
Stuck in poverty
Smart as a whip
Her school testing showed
But reduced to a slave
Now the real lash she knows
“If only my breasts
Were not so large and well-shaped
Perhaps I’d be known for my brains
And not what’s on my chest.”
View attachment 158823
Quit squirming around, slave
Be quiet, be meek
As befitting your state
Make nary a squeak!
I’ll untie your wrists
When I’m done, soon enough
I know you’re anxious to please
I’ll attend to your muff
But be still, don’t distract
Or I’ll have to be very strict
I won’t hold back on the strap
Your bottom red will be whipped!
So keep your legs spread apart
Don’t let your thighs squeeze
Don’t think to be an upstart
Your pussy is meant just for me
Wow Roxie
You may not know anything about the relationship, Master-Slavegirl but is walking the right path!
I also do not know anything about it.
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