...Finding Gor...
...I have always been an avid reader of Sci Fi all of my life, and I signed up for subscriptions. I had a bookcase that just held Sci Fi books, and two others that held Novels and other stuff. The bookcases are gone, because of the move, divorce, and other crap that I have been through...but there is a storage unit FULL of MY STUFF...my Ex took what he wanted from our house. Sometime soon, I will go see what is in the storage unit. My son has checked it out, he has said that it is full, and that the 'Metate' is there. I almost don't care about anything else I have owned in my life...but the Metate has part of my soul in it. It is a beautiful 'grinding stone'. It has come through my Family for centuries, the Craftsman who created it was an artist. I like the idea of 'Heaven', where we will meet ancestors, and such, and I would like to meet him. But...WHO KNOWS...maybe I will learn that the idea of reincarnation is true, and that I MADE THE METATE in an earlier life.
...Anyway, I read all kinds of Sci Fi and Fantasy Novels. And, I do have a submissive side to myself, and seeing the covers of the Gor novels did stimulate me. I don't like the idea of being a slave, and such, but I did get my H to indulge me in r/p when we were intimate. I won't go into details...but I enjoyed the physical sensations of being tied up, or strapped down...and then he could do what he wanted with me. I would complain, and beg him to stop, but we had a 'safe word', or a 'safe gesture' I could use if I was gagged . We would hug and kiss when we were done, and I would stagger away and take off whatever I was wearing, and get into the shower and clean off.
...When I learned to get onto the Computer chat sites, I visited many. There are several that I am a member of, and we speak of current events and such. I found this site, and entered Gor. Rags will testify that I TOTALLY fucked up my first attempt. I didn't understand what was expected of a bond maid, and I was killed off. I limped away to another site, and failed as a medieval servant. I then went to a Panther site, and met the 'feared KIMBA!!!'
Of course, we hit it off, and she took me under her wing, and taught me how to r/p.
She actually beat me a few times, but, always, we had a GREAT time. I was happy to be online with her, we did things, and I got comfortable in being 'Izee'. I was at Scagnar for years, but...I fucked up. It was a combination of r/t affecting me...I was alone, unemployed, getting divorced, and should have just thrown my computer into the garbage bin. But, I came on, and got angry, r/t, and my r/p expressed it. I threw away ALL of what I had learned, and earned, at Scagnar, and I know that I hurt, r/t, a typist that I loved.
...So, I limp in at intervals, when I am feeling strong, and think that I can r/p without offending anyone.
...Perhaps, I will come back with all of the passion and love that I once had for Gor. Marcus Hrolfson was a typist that I loved, r/t, and I sent him gifts when he was in his last days. He loved me, too...I laughed, hearing of his response to his roommates when my package from Omaha Steaks arrived..."Hey, hands off, that is from my online Wife." I cried, r/t, when he passed, and one of the things on my 'bucket list' is to visit his grave. I will leave a chicken pie beside it...Izee' would make vulo pies for Marcus, and he would eat a handful, and complain, or praise her, and Izee' would respond.
We did have an online clue, he was much more accustomed to Gor than I was. He would 'flick' the tip of Izee's nose, and I would back off from whatever I was doing.
...Anyway, Gor can be so fulfilling, Rags has always run a very good house, and I am honored that, at times, I did well here.
