Tuesday, January 22, 2013

new short dance.


a dance of a bond (please note this was done on short notice, and is a first attempt. enjoy, comments and advice surely welcomed. )
song:    http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=oJ5utmbCR8w&list=PL03B106F1E97B8687&index=28

dance:

/me the drums hit off with a loud beat vibrating through the mountains of the land. The sound trickling through the spare grass. The bosk lift their heads towards the long hall. Some thralls turn away from their work to look at the same direction. The lake has frozen over, its dead winter. The bonds clatter their teeth a bit as their Jarl’s shove them in a circle of dance while off to the side a few musicians play music.
/me Bria was the second one to dance. The first girl to dance was delightfully swaying her hips back and forth in time with her fire that burned deep inside of her. Bria sheepishly smiled and began twirling. Bria’s long gracefully toned arms flowed outwards as she winked at a few Jarls. The crowed was already clapping, through now it has been apparent that they were enjoying it.  She purrs out the words in a whimper like voice as her breaths heavier “nought burns the lights so bright within this wanton slave.” Her thighs quiver with uneasiness as she feels herself build more and more

/me a few other girls droped their work and came over towards the circle of the girls dancing. The sun was setting soon and we could see the faint three moons shimmer light over us. Bria slide down onto her knees in the deep white frothy snow. Her body twisted and turned, her fragile hands running through her creamy blonde hair. Despite the cold, she knew she would do anything it would take to please a Jarl today. She saw out of the corner of her fiery animalistic eyes, a few Jarls looking at her rolling in the snow, her body becoming sparkling with some of the snow and some of it melting from the warmth of her soft flesh.

/me leans forward, stretching her curvaceous  body outwards, her small hands in the snow raking through it trying to grab at the snow but tis too soft and her hands just slide right through it as she pulls her arms back, her lips chiming a moan. She turns onto her back, a few girls gasped as they saw poor Bria shiver due to the cold of the snow. A Free woman laughed a little at how badly she wanted to risk losing a finger or two in the snow just to please a man. Bria pulled her long legs into the air, her legs parted in a lovely fashion like a “V” shape until her legs were flat against the cold harsh snow. Her light plush pillows of divine lips whisper out “doth burn the fires so bright till they nearly bust...”

/me rolled back onto her stomach on the snow and pulled her body back into a kneeling position. Her body rocking back and forth on the snow freezing her knees. Her body beckoning at one Jarl in particular, a tall, strong one, with long orange red hair. She indulgences herself in the sight of him, every part of him so perfect, and his dominance so shown. Her lust for him showing through her face as it becomes lost in deep thought. Her legs parting her flame sparking bright blue fire, the hottest. She tries to talk, her mouth moves but nothing comes out, her teeth and tongue move, but no sound is kindled from her body. She licked her lips instead.

/me she finds herself grinding her heat into the cold snow beneath her small figure, her body moving rhythmically like never before, her body was a live wire upon the white frosted ground. Her heat set a blaze burring so bright she thought it was going to rip though her skin and she would be engulfed with it herself. She knelt at the peak of her spark and leaned forward laying her hands on the boot of the Jarl before her. Her whispers liquefied as her hips swayed side to side her body withering in front of him, her hair crushed between her and the snow as she rolled on her back spreading her legs and moaning louder trying to tease the Jarl. “Ohm Jarl! Jarl! Use this bond for your pleasure, let her please you!” she begged nearly sobbing as her hips rocked back and forth against the snow*

/me her soft plush pillows of lips part once more as she whimpers her request again, “oh Jarl! Please, have this girl serve you tonight Jarl, please let her please you!” suddenly her request was cut off by pain. A squeal stifles from her mouth, the Jarl had grabbed her by her long blonde hair, her hair now in a fist of his as she pulled her up off of the ground and up onto her feet. She smiled and swayed her hips back and forth as he commanded her “walk to my cabin now, wench.” She had no response other than to walk forward, as she moved farther away the sound drifted off silently.

LaKajira!

Monday, January 21, 2013

Too much

so why is there a little larl girl still awake this early morning?
well, her Jarl left her two days ago to fend to herself and left her mind in shambles. Just too darn much to think about today. So bria ended up sobbing to a Tuchuck, a sister, and a blanket.
left off to her own mind's wanderings isn't a good thing at all. ended up talking with her sister, watching her debate about shapes in Secondlife, and cried some more under a big tree with a Tuchuck and a larl next to me.
i still haven't named my larl...odd.

Saturday, January 19, 2013

Night of Thinking


bria spent the night on SL Gor, even though her driver needs an update. still could hear GPR on, the Mistress who was broadcasting on there, was reading from this selection tonight, it was very inviting and an interesting thought. bria asked the Mistress for the NC of what she was reading from and bria got a copy!  its very interesting and thought about sharing.

a little something a Mistress was reading from tonight on GPR on SL. an interesting read:

THE TRUE GOREAN VIRTUES - 9
Courage
The Courage I speak of is not the courage to battle. In a million ways Gorean Society challenges our values. On Earth, in r/t we are legally equals to men. On Gor, we are not. This courage stems from within, telling your character to be who you are meant to be on Gor, and live your life there as it shall be. If Sally in the next wagon tells you that you are being too weak and subservient, while she runs around acting like a man, who is right? Is this the way to get ahead and be accepted in Gorean society? No, live the way you are meant to as a Gorean Free Woman.
Truth
The second virtue, is Truth. It is a word that holds so much in its definition, and includes such a wide variety of moral and philosophical beliefs that we were all drawn to it as a simple statement of what we stood for.
At least one of the reasons is the simple issue of honesty. Words to live by: "if you don't want people to know about something, don't do it." Truth, in the sense of honesty, is essential to personal honor and also to any system or morality that is not based on rigid legalism. If one is to uphold an honor code, one must be brutally honest with oneself and with others.
Truth is also the Truth that comes with a capital T--the kind of Truth that one talks about in terms of religion or morality. It's common to talk of different peoples having different "truths," but it's equally important to remember that while we acknowledge that each person or people has their own belief as to what Truth is or where to find it, there finally is a single Truth. This is not the Truth as we believe it, but ultimate Truth. While we may respect other people's "truths" and seek our own, we must never forget our search for The Truth. Like the Holy Grail of Christian legend, it may never be ours to reach, but when we cease to search we perish.
Honor
Honor is the basis for the entire Gorean moral rationale. If anything comes out in the things we do it is that without honor, we are nothing. Remember two types of peoples from ancient times: those whose honor was so clean that they shine as examples to us and those who were so without honor that their names are cursed a thousand years after they lived. We should always strive to be among the former.
However, honor is not mere reputation. Honor is an internal force whose outward manifestation is reputation. Internal honor is the sacred moral compass that each of us should hold dear. It is the inner dwelling at peace which comes from living in accordance with ones beliefs and with ones knowledge of the Truth of what one is doing. It is something deeply personal and heartfelt, almost akin to an emotion. It's a "knowing" that what one is doing is right and decent and correct.
In many ways while the most important of all the virtues it is also the most ephemeral in terms of description. It is all the other virtues rolled together and then still more. The best way I have found to describe honor is that if you are truly living with honor, you will have no regrets about what you have done with your life. You may have made mistakes, but you learned from them and grew, moving on.
Fidelity
Fidelity is a word that is far too often defined by it's narrow use in terms of marriage fidelity. By the dictionary it simply means being faithful to someone or something. In a Free Companionship this means being true to ones vows and partner, and this has been narrowly defined as limiting ones sexual experience to ones spouse, with the exception of slaves unless the two decide otherwise.
While I have found this to be great practical advice, many treat fidelity as if there were no other ways in which one could be faithful or unfaithful. For Gorean Free Women, fidelity is most important in terms of our faith and truth to the Caste. We must remain true to our HomeStones, Our Sisters, to Ourselves, and to the Man who will one day be our Companion.
Discipline
In any discussion of values, discipline is best described as self-discipline. It is the exercise of personal will that upholds honor and the other virtues and translates impulse into action. If one is to be able to reject moral legalism for a system of internal honor, one must be willing to exercise the self-discipline necessary to make it work. Without self-discipline, we have the mess we currently see in our Earthen culture.
Hospitality
Hospitality is simply one of the strongest core values at the heart of virtually every ancient human civilization. In a community such as Gor, it is the virtue that upholds our social fabric. In ancient times it was essential that when a traveler went into the world he could find some sort of shelter and welcome for the night. In Gor it is just as essential that a traveler find friendship and safety.
In our Homestone, we need to treat each other with respect and act together for the good of our community as a whole. This functions most solidly on the level of the kindred where non-familial members become extremely close and look out for each other. It can mean hospitality in the old sense of taking in people, which we do, but in Gor it could mean a warm beverage, a compassionate ear, a meal, or help out a friend or sometimes even a stranger in need.
Part of hospitality is treating other people with respect and dignity, even Strangers. The virtue of hospitality means seeing people as if they were all individuals with self-respect and importance. In terms of Gor as a whole, I see hospitality in terms of frontier "barn raisings" where a whole community would come together and pool their resources. This doesn't mean we have to forget differences, but we must put them aside for those who are of our Family, and work for our common good.
Industriousness
We must be industrious in our actions. We need to work hard if we are going to achieve our goals. There is so much for us to do. We've set ourselves the task of restoring Honor to it's former place as a mainstream faith and by doing so reinvigorating our society and culture. We can't do this by sitting on our virtues, we need to make them an active part of our behavior. Industry also refers to simple hard work in our daily vocations, done with care and pride.
Here's a few concrete examples. Are you are reading and don't agree with what I'm saying here? Well, be industrious! Write your own articles and arguments. Start composing an answer to me and suggest this material is horrible and tell me why--better that than passivity. Get the blood moving and go out and do it. That's how it gets done. The Gods do not favor the lazy.
The same holds true for our lives. As Free Women we should offer a good example as industrious people who add to whatever we're involved in rather than take from it. We should be the ones the camps and villages can't do without and the ones who always seem to be able to get things done. When people think of the Gorean Free Woman, they should think of people who are competent and who offer something to the world.
Self Reliance
Industry brings us directly to the virtue of Self-Reliance, which is important both in practical and traditional terms. Going back to the general notion of this page, we are dealing with a form of morality that is largely self-imposed and thus requires self-reliance. We rely on ourselves to administer our own morality.
Traditionally, our folkways have always honored the ability of a man or woman to make their own way in the world and not to lean on others for their physical needs. This is one of the ways in which several virtues reinforce and support each other. Hospitality cannot function if people are not responsible enough to exercise discipline and take care of themselves. It's for those that strive and fail or need assistance that hospitality is intended, not for the idle who simply won't take care of themselves.
In mundane terms being self-reliant is a simple way to allow ourselves the ability to live as we wish to. In simple economic terms, if one has enough money in the bank one doesn't need to worry as much about telling off ones boss. We can look him in the face and tell him just where he can put it. It's also nice to have something in the bank to fall back upon.
On the other side of this is self-reliance in the sense of Henry David Thoreau, who advocated a simple lifestyle that freed one from the temptations of materialism. Again, here we are able to live as we wish with those things that are truly important. One of the most important meanings for being self-reliant is taking responsibility for ones life. It's about refusing to blame ones failures on someone else. Gor is in fact unfair, but it's our own responsibility to deal with it, get over it, and move on.
Perseverance
The final virtue is Perseverance which I think most appropriate because it is the one that we most need to keep in mind in our living of the other values. Life teaches us that the world is an imperfect place, and nothing comes easy. We need to continue to seek after that which we desire. In this imperfect world there are no free lunches or easy accomplishments--especially in the subjects we have set before ourselves. If we truly wish to build a successful reputation for ourselves, one that people will hold up as an example of what committed people can do, then we must persevere through the hardships that building it is going to entail. We must be willing to continue on when we are pushed back. If one is hurt, the answer is not to go and hide, but to continue until one finds a place where one can move forward and live as a Free Woman should, with honor and dignity.
Finally we must persevere when we simply fail. If the camp feels as if it is falling apart because of internal strife, one should push ahead and keep going. Pick up the pieces and continue on. We must be willing to continue in the hard work of making our camp strong--not just when it is convenient and easy to do so, but when it gets hard, inconvenient, or just plain boring. To accomplish without striving is to do little, but to persevere and finally accomplish a hard fought goal brings great honor.

To live a Virtuous life a Free Woman and every Person on Gor must follow the codes of their Caste....Truth to self, Courage to live life as you must, Fidelity to your code and self, Discipline to keep the codes, Hospitality to A/all who enter your home in peace... Industriousness - Do, Be, make happen, get involved... Self-reliance - take responsibility for Your own actions...Perseverance to continue uphill even though the wind and rain may drive you back, all tempered with the Honor from within..
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Author Unknown, but True Gorean Virtues

The story of bria’s submission


The story of bria’s submission
Bria has been in many abusive relationships before her Jarl found her. He found her one day, on Fetlife.com. Bria can’t remember exactly what their first conversation was about, but Bria knows it was either of high importance or random stuff, nothing in the middle. *smiles*
If felt from the start that it could trust him and tell him anything on my mind. So I did so. At the time I was in the collar of an abuser. The abuser barely talked to me and when we did talk he expected me to love him and want to only have sex with him, after we would play, he would leave right away. He things he did hurt Bria mentally.
I one day told her current Jarl about her ex. He didn’t like it and said that if it hurt being with him, that I should beg for release. I said I told my current Jarl that I didn’t want to leave my ex because I would feel bad; he was in terrible health at the time and was on a breathing machine half the time. He said that I still should.
One night while talking to my Jarl, I decided to call it quits with my ex. I told him, and my Jarl was right there while I cried, he even cried because I was crying. Of course, my ex allowed me to be released and tried to make me feel bad about it. And I did of course feel bad about it; he had a blood transfusion that day earlier and was still on a breathing machine.
I never heard from my ex again, I never wanted to.
After I quit things with my ex, my Jarl said that I didn’t have to submit to him that night, and I didn’t have to this week, only do submit when I felt it was right and that I felt at place. I felt at place form the start. I knelt down with my arms above my head, my wrists crossed, and he took me as his.
Now as of 1/19/12, it is only a few months till it’s been one year that I finally understood that my chains have set my soul and heart free.
My Jarl made me realize that I don’t have to be perfect  24/7, that we all have issues and problems, that I can be cute even if I’m sick, that I am a “kittehn”, that he has a phobia of cheese and even if it’s only on SL, he will still jump on top of a roof and hide, that together and forever do make sense, that his love is forever with me, that no matter what happens, we work together and that I have the most wonderful, caring, sweet, understanding… *cough cough* and sexy *cough cough* Jarl in the world and all of Gor!
And I am so happy that I am HIS Bria, and I will FOREVER be!  J