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My name is yaelle in Hebrew it means favored one of strength. I was formally from earth a biochemist; although I
now speculate on the theory that my father was and is Gorean. I managed to try and follow the path of Tarl Cabot's beginnings.
I charted a plane to Bristol and somehow found the breadcrumb snatches of clues left by my friend, Shantel. I went to Oxford
and was surprised the majesty of the University campus had changed little from Tarl Cabot's descriptions accept for of course
the students' hairdos and overall attitudes about academia and its necessity. I found myself fascinated with the yellow edges
of the book wondering how many had read this particular passage of Tarnsman of Gor besides Shantel. I found the folded
edges of the pages and then wept for I was no closer to finding my friend than when I left Ft. Mead in Bethesda. Refusing
to let one tear slide down my face; I wiped my eyes quickly concentrating on the task at hand. I walked to towards the woods
my backpack of MRE's and other essentials of survival on me. This is when I saw it soaring and moving so fast I thought for
an instant it was a stealth; it wasn't. Quickly men, large as Giants encircled me, I felt some strange fibers being tied to
my hands and ankles. I think they must have used some kind of chemical to induce me to sleep all I know is now I have
become some sort of bondmaid. Some girl began training me the moment I came to she claims she will be my friend and teach
me all I need to survive. All I know is for now I am being taught to wash pans and pots and fix plain meals from strange yet
familiar foods. Their every command places shivers in my being, but I will survive, my name says I must. If not for myself,
then for Shantel. I still dream of Him The Strange One with no Name just I know He will mean something to me one day...I manage
to keep my leather satchel; moreover the Captain of the ship said I have mild value and could keep it for now. So each day
I read a piece of the books Shantel left behind and hope I survive this quest I have embarked on to save a friend.
I am yaelle.
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Greetings: I am yaelle. I am a bondmaid being trained in the ways of pleasure and passion. On earth I was a biochemist
on Gor, this counterplanet I am just property, The ride by silver disc to this counter earth planet; has taught me it's better
to observe and learn than to speak. I hear them sometimes calling names trying to taunt me, but I have learned to just be
quiet, watch and live. I dream nightly of a large Gorean that overtakes my dreams with His prowess, Twice when sleeping; I
found myself trembling aching for something I have no name for, nor plan to explore. I discovered, to my dismay that the men
on this planet are very much in control of everything; including their insistance that I as a bondmaid serve nude in their
halls. I am especially terrified of the one the other girls call, Slaver. Half the time, I do not quite understand
what is being said to me; yet other times it seems some inner part of me well recognizes the dialects. Some hidden part of
my brain seems to identify and have empathy to these people called Goreans.
Tonight it happened again, I dreamed
of the Strange One. He seems to be unaware that I sense his deep hunger and his passionate nature. There is something
compelling about how he carries himself. In some hidden ways I am counting on him, especially and this morning I noticed the
Slaver's eyes raping my curvatious flesh yet again when I went to wash dishes. Being that I am literate many have tried
to question me; but so far my past military training is holding me in good stead here. I just hope I find Shantel and she
is fairing somehow better than I am.
I am yaelle.
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There is a shadow, a creeking door, the moans of passion, the leap into writing and creating that inspires, even shapes a
moment. There is the joy of role-play that causes shivers of anticipation to dance over your flesh and in one breath...I quiver.~yaelle
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