I have tried to incorporate all of the positions that I have come across in the Books of Norman. I also visited several sites to see if there were any I missed. I then showed My slaves the positions and told them to read up on what I had about them and also what other sites had upon them and asked each of them to write their own versions of each. Everyone has their own style of writing and these different examples can give new slaves a fair idea of what is expected when a Master asks of her to act out a position in VT or even RT.
"Bara," said Mincon to Tula.
"Bara," said I to Feiqa. Both slaves went immediately to their bellies, their heads to the left, their wrists crossed behind their backs, their ankles also crossed. It is a common binding position."
Mercenaries of Gor, page 145
Bara, Kajira!" he said. She rolled quickly to her stomach, placing her wrists behind her, crossed, and crossing her ankles, ready to be bound."
Explorers of Gor, page 77
"Stop," he said. "To your belly." Then I was on my belly, on the tiles, my hands at the sides of my head, prone, before his curule chair."
Kajira of Gor, page 427
"And if they should snap their fingers and point to the floor?" I asked. "Then I would swiftly lie before them, and as a slave," she said."
Rogue of Gor, page 102
"Approach me on your belly," I said. She squirmed to the table, her hands still behind her.
Renegades of Gor, page 75
"I then threw the second blanket, the top blanket over her, covering her completely. When a blanket, or cloak, or covering of any sort, is thrown over a slave like this she may not speak or rise. She must remain as she is, silent, until the master, or some free man, lifts the covering away."
Explorers of Gor, page 94
"Bracelets," he snapped. She put her head in the air and placed her hands behind her back."
Hunters of Gor, page 146
"When she had been used before my kennel, she had been under "gag law," as is common when the guards use a girl, forbidden speech, save for moans and whispers."
Dancer of Gorm page 65
"Under the torchlight Phyllis Robertson was now on her knees, the Warrior at her side, holding her behind the small of the back. Her head went farther back, as her hands moved on the arms of the Warrior, as though once to press him away, and then again to draw him closer, and her head then touched the furs, her body a cruel, helpless bow in his hands, and then, her head down, it seemed she struggled and her body straightened itself until she lay, save for her head and heels, on his hands clasped behind her back, her arms extended over her head to the fur behind her."
Assasins of Gor...page 186
"I held my left hand open, at my wrist. She stiffened, and looked at me, angrily. I opened and closed my left hand once. I saw her training in Gorean customs had been thorough. But she never thought that such a gesture would be used to her. She came beside me, and a bit behind me, and, crouching, put her head down, deeply. I fastened my hand in her hair. She winced. Women are helpless in this position."
Beasts of Gor, page 409
"Lift your head, " he said. "Higher. Higher!" She looked up at him, her head far back, the leash on her throat.... "You need not now keep your head in high-harness position,", he said to the girl. She moved her head.
Mercenaries of Gor, page 308-309
"Lesha," snapped the second officer to the blond girl. She spun from facing him, and lifted her chin, turning her head to the left, placing her wrists behind her, as though for snapping them into slave bracelets."
Explorers of Gor, page 76
"He suddenly snapped his fingers and, in the swift double gesture of the Gorean Master, pointed to a place on the dirt floor before him, almost simultaneously turning his hand, spreading the first and index fingers, pointing downwards. I fled to him and knelt before him, my knees in the dirt, in the position of the pleasure slave, my head down, trembling."
Captive of Gor, page 143
"Nadu!" he snapped. She swiftly turned, facing him, and dropped to her knees. She knelt back on her heels, her back straight, her hands on her thighs, her head up, her knees wide. It was the position of the pleasure slave."
Explorers of Gor, page 77
"Look up," he said, "Kneel straightly. Put your hands on your thighs. Head up. Split your knees. More widely, slut!"
Dancer of Gor, page 51
"Kneel up," said a man. "Higher, up, off your heels. Keep those pretty knees wide. Hold still."
Dancer of Gor, page 99
"Nestle," I told her. "Yes, Master," she said. She nestled obediently in the crook of my left arm."
Explorers of Gor, page 279
"He looked me over. I blushed, under Gorean appraisal, I only wore my tether. "Stand as a slave," he said. I stood beautifully, back straight, head high, belly sucked in, hip turned. No woman can stand more beautifully than as a gorean slave girl. "Excellant," said Ladletender, smacking his lips. "Master is pleased," I said. "Yes," he said. "The slave too, is then pleased," I said."
Slave Girl of Gor, page 249
"Swiftly we assumed a common form of slave obeisance, kneeling, the palms of our hands on the ground, our heads to the ground. Many masters, though it tends to be rather associated usually with given cities, require this position of their girls, usually when they first enter his presence or find themselves, as in a room which he has entered, in his presence.
Dancer of Gor, page 114
"Sula, Kajira!" said the man. She slid her legs from under her and lay on her back, her hands at her sides, palms up, legs open."
Explorers of Gor, page 77
"On your back," he said, "knees raised, heels on the floor." I then lay before him, in a standard, supine capture position.
Kajira of Gor, page 422
"The position of the Tower Slave, in which Vika knelt, differs from that of a free woman only in the position of the wrists which are held before her and, when not occupied, crossed as though for binding. A free woman's wrists are never so placed."
Priest-Kings of Gor, page 46
"Kneel," I said.
" 'Kneel' ,?" she asked.
"That is my first order," I said.
She regarded me.
"Do you not know how a woman serves at table?" I asked. ....
"You may keep your knees together," I said, "as you are a free woman."
Renegades of Gor, page 69
