Free Magicians of Gor by John Norman Page A

they may find
    themselves thrown naked to the dancing sand and forced to perform under whips.
    Similarly if they attempt to enter such establishments as pretended slaves they
    may find themselves leaving by the back entrance, soon to become true slaves. In
    many cities, such actions, attempting to spy on masters and slaves, disguising
    oneself as a slave, garbing oneself as a slave, even in the supposed secrecy of
    one’s own compartments, lingering about slave shelves and markets, even
    exhibiting an interest in, or fascination with, bondage, can result in a
    reduction to bondage. The theory is apparently that such actions and interests
    are those of a slave, and that the female who exhibits them should, accordingly,
    be imbonded.
    I noted a fellow approaching the circle, who had behind him, heeling him, an
    unusual lovely slave.
    (pg. 51) “Teibar!” called more than one man. “Teibar!”
    I have, more than once, I believe, alluded to the hatred of free women for their
    imbonded sisters, and to how they profess to despise them and hold them in
    contempt. Indeed, they commonly treat such slaves with what seems to be
    irrational and unwonted cruelty. This is particularly the case if the slave is
    beautiful, and of great interest to men. I have also suggested that this
    attitude of the free female toward the slave seems to be motivated,
    paradoxically enough, by envy and jealousy. In any event, slave girls fear free
    women greatly, as they, being mere slaves, are much at their mercy. Once in Ar,
    several years ago, several free women, in their anger at slaves, and perhaps
    jealous of the pleasures of masters and slaves, entered a paga tavern with clubs
    and axes, seeking to destroy it. This is, I believe, and example, though a
    rather extreme one, of a not unprecedented sort of psychological reaction, the
    attempt, by disparagement or action, motivated by envy, jealousy, resentment, or
    such, to keep from others pleasures which one oneself is unable, or unwilling,
    to enjoy. In any event, as a historical note, the men in the tavern, being
    Gorean, and thus not being inhibited or confused by negativistic, antibiological
    traditions, quickly disarmed the women. They then stripped them, bound their
    hands behind their back, put them of a neck rope, and, by means of switches,
    conducted them swiftly outside the tavern. The women were then, outside the
    tavern, on the bridge of twenty lanterns, forced to witness the burning of their
    garments. They were then permitted to leave, though still bound and in coffle.
    Gorean men do not surrender their birthright as males, their rightful dominance,
    their appropriate mastery. They do not choose to be dictated to by females. The
    most interesting portion of this story is its epilogue. In two or three steps
    the women returned, mostly now barefoot, and many clad now humbly in low-caste
    garments. Some had even wrapped necklaces or beads about their left ankle. They
    begged permission to serve in the tavern in servile capacities, such as sweeping
    and cleaning. This was granted to them. At first the slaves were terrified of
    them but then, when it became clear that the women were not only truly serving
    humbly, as serving females, but that they now looked timidly up to the slaves,
    and desired to learn from them how to be women, and scarcely dared to aspire to
    their status, the fears of the slaves subsided, at least to a degree. Indeed, it
    was almost as though each of them, though perhaps a low girl in the tavern
    rosters, and much subject to the whip, had become “first girl” to some free
    woman or other, a rare turnabout in the lives of such collared wenches. Needless
    (pg. 52) to say, in time, the free women, learning the suitable roles and
    lessons of womanhood, for which they had genetic predispositions, and aided by
    their lovely tutors, were permitted to petition for the collar. It was granted
    to them. It seems that his was what they had wanted all the time, though on