Wanderings of a Sailor (Of Gor)

  This Gorean fiction and illustrations were created or edited with AI.     The Coin Conundrum                     "Swift Justice on Gor" by Arealius the Sailor The Coin Conundrum In the busy Port Olni, the Captain, a well-regarded community member, smiled warmly at the Lady Slaver, the kennel mistress known for her efficiency and fairness. "Tal Lady!" he greeted, using the traditional honorific. The Lady Slaver, dressed in her practical leather tunic, turned from the chore chart and approached the Captain. Her expression was serious. "Tal the Captain. May I have a word, please?" She motioned toward the kennels, where the sounds of laughter and activity filled the air. the Captain nodded, and together they walked to The Lady Slaver's office, a cozy space nestled among the kennels. Once inside, The Lady Slaver leaned against her desk, her eyes locked on the Captain's. "There's an issue with one of our kennel girls, the new Pani slave. She t

This Gorean fiction and illustrations were created or edited with AI. A New Girl's Fate by Arealius the Sailor. Dedicated to the Kajirae of Port Olni "This is Their story." The soft melody drifted through the streets, captivating my barbarian self’s attention. I followed the sound to a brightly lit inn, where the friend girl's skilled fingers danced across the harp strings. Stepping inside, I lowered myself to my knees, respectfully greeting, "Tal Master, Mistress." My fellow barbarian friend's smile welcomed me, and I waved at the girl kneeling across from her. "Tal Master." The Master Slaver's girl winked, her mischievous glint sparking curiosity. "I am presently called 'the Master's girl'... ummm... new to me girl..." he said. The Master Slaver clarified, "Greetings, Barbarian... But greet men first, then women, then slaves..." His hand hovered near the Master Slaver's girl's leash. Lady Slaver chi