Free Women
Proper Free Women are welcome to visit with escort in their tags (Be it a real person or NPC) and will be treated with the proper respect due them until they forget to be proper and then they will learn how easy it is to earn yourself a collar. Free Women NEVER lapped slaves, to do so is improper and WILL earn you a collar.
"Free women, in being free, command attention when they speak. It is their due." -Explorers of Gor p.354
Free Gorean women, incidentally, enjoy a prestige and status which, it seems to me, is higher than that of the normal Earth woman." -Explorers of Gor p.459
"Whereas a free woman may often make a man angry with impunity, she being lofty and free, this latitude is seldom extended to the slave." -Blood Brothers or Gor p.221
"I inclined my head, "Lady," said I, acknowledging the introduction. To a free woman considerable deference is due, particularly to one such as the Lady Rowena, one obviously, at least hitherto, of high station." -Players of Gor p.12
"Goreans, in their simplistic fashion, often contend, categorically, that man is naturally free and woman is naturally slave. But even for them the issues are far more complex than these simple formulations would suggest. For example, there is no higher person, nor one more respected, than the Gorean free woman. Goreans do believe, however, that every woman has a natural master or set of masters, with respect to whom she could not help but be a complete and passionate slave girl." -Hunters of Gor p.311
"Gorean Silk Slave The slave is not a person before Gorean law but a rightless animal." -Slave Girl of Gor p.151
"In the eyes of Goreans, and Gorean law, the slave is an animal. She is not a person, but an animal. She has no name, saving what her master might choose to call her. She is without caste. She is without citizenship. She is simply an object, to be bartered, or bought or sold. She is simply an article of property, completely, nothing more."
-Hunters of Gor p.148
"Oh, oh," she moaned, softly.
She looked up at me. "How can you respect me?" she asked.
"You are not to be respected," I told her. "You are only a slave."
"Yes, Master," she said.
"You no longer have any pride to guard," I said. "A slave is not permitted pride."
"Yes, Master," she wept. "Oh, oh." Then she threw her head to the side, on the furs. "I want to respect myself!" she cried.
"Your obligation is not to respect yourself," I told her, "but to be yourself."
-Explorers of Gor p.175
"I will give you a new name." She nodded, miserably. Her old name, her old identity, had been taken from her forever. Her new name, though in sound the same, was not her old. Between them there was a difference of worlds, a gulf wider than the dividing planets. Her old name had been hers as a free person, publicly registered, legally certified, historically identified with her throughout her life, until her capture by slavers. It had been a proud, intimate possession, giving her pleasure and dignity. It had ennobled her. It has served, with other properties, to distinguish her as a precious person, a unique individual, among all others on the planet Earth. When asked who she was, it was with that name that she would answer. That was who she was. Then that name was taken from her. She was only an animal in bondage. Her name might be changed, or altered, as often as a Master wished. Indeed, he need not even give her a name. Changing a girl's name, or taking it away, are common modes of Gorean slave discipline." -Hunters of Gor p.225
"What is your name?" I asked the girl. "A slave has no name," she said. "You may give me one if you wish." -Outlaw of Gor p.196
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