Corners of Gor at GDO
Saturday, January 7, 2017
Gorean Dance Oasis
GPR DJ ~ Tabi
Koardan Resident: The Corners of Gor is a regional dance event that is held every four months, sometimes an exhibition and sometimes a competition, with a twist much like the spin of a compass. Today’s spin is a challenge in which the dancers will perform a Gor Festival dance and it is our hope you will appreciate the “Corner of Gor” the dance represents.
Koardan: This dance event is being broadcast by Goreans Portal Radio with the beautiful DJ, Tabi, and her most sultry voice. Thank you, Tabi, for being here today!
Our first Corners dancer! The lovely Beauty and her Festival themed-dance - “The Return to Turia” for your pleasure. Dance for us, Beauty!
~*~ Beauty ~*~
Beauty weaves through the air with joy and glee, and spans her wings in full glory while circling the city then hovers in amazement. The home stone had died and now its soul beats on with pride. For another thousand years she will guide and watch over Turia once more. Turning for the mountains, white plumes take voyage as ivory embers blaze away on the horizon.
Beauty In awe and reverence Turians come together and sing the mighty song. “Lar-Torvis, glorious is she! Keep Turia strong, she is re born! Bless the beautiful Tarn who watches over us and gave us life!”
La Kajira!
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Koardan: The sultry bond, Jugz, will now perform for us. A founding member of the Ravandolls - Northern Fires of Gor Dance Troupe. The always lively and energetic bond finds her love of music and of the North brought to life as she continues to educate herself as well as others to the sensual side of bonds on and off the sands. She would like to take a moment to thank her fellow bonds and kajira for the much welcomed support they have given on her journey since the warmth of the sands first hit her feet and her owner Jarl Loki Eisenfaust for providing her with inspiration and encouragement to "DANCE."
~*~ Jugz ~*~
JUGZ: "Does this slave please you enough Jarl to earn a sweet treat?" she teased at the man holding the pastry., turning and shaking her backside to the crowd. She stood and moved again along the walkway, noting only a few girls would remain.
As the sounds of the crowd grew louder and only herself and one girl paraded on the beams, they would cast eyes of envy to one another as only one would be victorious. They would take in turn showing their bodies, teasing at the men.
JUGZ: She saw the hand of the Jarl , large and adorned in leather armor move up to the stage. Her breath held as is moved passed her ankle to that of the other bond and drug her over his shoulder and she smiled , her eyes looking up as another hand pressed the sweet between her panting lips and she twirled and continued her dance. She heard her owners voice and turned her focus towards the familiar sound, she smiled and swayed her hips as she took her last pass on the walkway, enjoying her reward.
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Koardan: It has been a while since I last saw Desire dance and it is always a treat to watch her dance. Graduate of the Mynx Academy of Dance, Desire has danced in a few competitions and exhibitions over the last few years. After Odin took Workhaus she considered giving up dancing altogether, but realized that though she is no longer a slave, that dance is in her heart, it is who she is... and out of the ashes she arises - Desire Night.
~*~ Desire Night ~*~
Desire Night attempts to run, but he is quick and has her wrists, a thin menacing smile forms on his lips as he says two words that cause a chill to run along her spine, “Love Wars”’ Gasping, heart beating wildly, she pounds at his chest with clenched fists.
Desire Night eyes widen in fear as he throws her over his shoulder and carries her to a field of stakes, other women already staked there. She begs “please” but her plea falls on deaf ears as she is bond bound to the stake.
Desire Night: Her fate now rests upon the one that proclaimed to be her champion. Will she return to the camp a free woman or will she be carted off to Turia as a slave?
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Koardan: The next Corners of Gor dancer we bring to you is an amazing dancer. Nela is the property of Azerbain and Juvana Grey of Jahesa.
~*~ Nela ~*~
Nela quickens her steps joining the other girls as the tempo rises, the wind hammering her face and sending her dark threads to flicker wildly. Flattens her belly beginning to hop rapidly, her pointed toes jiggling effortlessly as if she was born a dancer. Satiny palms on her waist as she skips up and down thrusting her lean legs forward. With many booths, wagons and tents scattered around the great piazza, the troupe had finally reached their tent before the hall of the Council of Captains “Come get your tickets!” shouted the man after blowing a horn.
Nela: Drums thrash fast creating an intoxicating atmosphere alluring the crowd to draw closer. Her leaps grow bigger at each step, her muscles vibrating raucously under dewy skin. Whirls around skipping side to side with the grace of a hammer hitting an iron-hot sword.
Nela: Now out of breath she keeps hopping with infectious joy watching the crowd of masks and costumes swirling about. Her heart thumps heavily in her chest as the music is coming to an end and the leader of the company eyes her with a sudden suspicion as she had no brand on her left thigh.
La kajira
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Koardan: Our next dancer will be the ever-lovely Sabra. This girl has only danced in private for her Master. She is thrilled to participate in this Corners of Gor exhibition, encouraged by Him.
~*~ Sabra ~*~
Jessie's delicate hands circle gracefully around her head, ribboned bangles follow the motion as though the soft waves of the Thassa on a calm day. Luminous eyes glow fiercely with an unquenchable fire that only He can extinguish, her luscious hips gyrate invitingly from side to side. She twirls ecstatically, seeing the Master tossing a bag of coin to the marauder, hearing him say, "the slut is yours!" Her sensual lips turn up at the corners in a dazzling smile.
Jessie lifts willowy arms high, left hand sweeps down her well toned body, displaying what is now His Descending in a languid sensual movement, she lays against the warm sand before Him, opening herself fully.
Jessie shivers exquisitely, folding over in obeisance, heart beating tempestuously, her very posture begging use of the beast, exclaims exuberantly, "LA KAJIRA!"
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Koardan Resident: Finally, let’s see an old slaver perform a Tarnman’s capture ceremony. This Is dance I have long contemplated and choreographed with Spot On. The music is also a piece I have created. My Snow will be a prop in my dance, a lovely prop at that!
It is a favorite sport of tarnsmen to streak their tarn over an enemy city and, in such a fashion, capture an enemy girl from one of the city's high bridges, carrying her off, while the citizens of the city scream in fury, shaking their fists at the bold one. In moments her garments flutter down among the towers and she is his, bound on her back across the saddle before him, his prize. ~Captive of Gor~ Page 228
~*~ Koardan & Snow ~*~
Snow cries as the powerful hands of the man pull His capture from the bird’s clenches and secures ropes across the luscious bottom cheeks of the girl. She thrashes, bucking as belly is molded to the hardened leather of the rear saddle.
Snow rocks in rhythm of flight as the night air buffets skin; she seems to savor the secureness of the bindings, pitching back and forth as if being lulled into submission. Lips curl into a smile, she has no choice but to yield unto Him, her new Master.
Snow: Finally, upon landing and unbound from the saddle rings, He knows she is His. ~ la kajira ~
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Koardan: "This concludes the Gorean Dance Oasis Corners of Gor Dance Exhibition for today.” The slaver pauses, as he watches the crowd. “But be looking for another Corners of Gor event here upon the Oasis sands in May 2017. Our challenge for this next regional dance will be to perform a “table dance” from a Corner of Gor. We wish everyone well and hope you stay a bit to enjoy the lands of the Gorean Dance Oasis.”
