We take a look at how to do a branding and types of brands, a roleplay about branding, and most important for us panther girls …..how to remove a brand !
Marli held her spear, she lowered it slowly as the stranger approached. She looked the stranger over, she would look good in a collar , Marli mused to herself . She had a collar , Marli had a spear. That was the difference between her and this other women, her blood was that of a panther girl. Mother and daughter capture a thief near the swamp entrance. Marli takes this oppertunity to warn other potential thieves. Being rather more evilly inclined that day , the woman’s earlobe is not notched , she is branded instead.
[05:40] Feathers takes her bow and arrows and hands them to her mother
[05:40] Marli gets some ropes from her belt and hands them to her daughter “here you do the honours and tie her up”
[05:40] Feathers then taking some rop i bind her legs in a tight goreaan knot
[05:41] Feathers: and then double knots them to asure she cant escape
[05:41] Feathers taking more rope i grab her arms and bind them in another tight gorean knot and then double up on the knot assuring no escape
[05:41] Marli: greetings argen
t [05:42] Argent: giggles .. ohh you actually shot something .. greetings mistress
[05:42] Feathers takes the last piece of rop and fassens a collar and leash on her
[05:42] Feathers: me gets some water and splashes it on the girl
[05:42] Feathers: wake up
[05:43] Marli: congratulations on your paga slut my daughter
[05:43] Seever looks up at the skinny blonde coughing from the water
[05:43] Foxie Love: Argent can you be a dear and remove her cloths for me
[05:43] Argent: sighs yes mistressie
[05:43] Seever growls
[05:43] Feathers: why the sigh girl
[05:44] Seever: I dunno. Could be that I’m laying face down in the mud all wrapped up in ropes…
[05:44] Feathers: not you girl i mean the good girl here
[05:44] Feathers: the one whom you will be under very soon
[05:45] Argent: she kneels next to the girl .. slowly tracing her fingures over her bare skin toying a momnt .. shes very soft Mistress …she pulls at the knot that holds her top on and lets it fall to the grass
[05:46] Seever: I’m not that soft, I run enough in the forest.
[05:46] Argent : then a quick swat on her bottom .. just for fun …and pulls off her bow
[05:47] Seever winces at the swat thinking “oh not a good start to my vuolo hunt.”
[05:48] Marli examines the young panthers bow , then slings it over her own shoulder “i want to know who she is and who she belongs too, there are no vulo near a swamp”
[05:48] Argent: three more swats to your bare butt .. it makes your buns jiggle .. she chuckles a bit .. the girl could use a workout i think… then she grips your bottoms jerking then hard and ripping them off you
[05:48] Seever looks shocked amazed that the smaller blonde can seem to read minds
[05:49] Seever glares up at the girl “I get plenty of exercise hunting vuolos, thank you very much.”
[05:50] Argent : girl has finished her task mistressie
[05:50] Feathers gives the girl some chocolate
[05:50] Feathers: yoru a good girl argent -smiles
[05:50] Seever: All these skinny huntresses and girls… must be a drought region.
[05:51] Argent : smiles all xcited ,, taking the chocolate .. munching on it as she serveys the captive ,,, are you going to keep her mistress
[05:51] Feathers gets her dagger out and throws it near the girls head
[05:52] Feathers: see this dagger girl
[05:52] Feathers: this is how you will submit to me
[05:52] Feathers: argent near me please
[05:52] Feathers: this will get ugly
[05:52] Feathers takes the daggerand turns the girl over
[05:52] Seever cringes as the dagger strikes the ground, not at all confident of the blonde’s aim
[05:53] Feathers starts to flip the dagger in the air
[05:53] Seever: How many captives do you disfigure with that stunt?
[05:53] Feathers: you see i have this game girl
[05:53] Argent: quickly looks away at the trees in the swamp
[05:53] Feathers: if the blade falls near yoru sweet flower there i will xxx you with the blade
[05:53] Feathers flips the blade letting her see
[05:54] Feathers: i would submit before it gets messy here
[05:54] Seever bites my lip at the word “Game.”
[05:54] Feathers flips the dagger again letting it land near her thigh
[05:54] Feathers: oh my the blade wins
[05:54] Seever1 looks up at the sadistic blonde with cold fury
[05:55] Feathers gets on her knees and opens the girls flower and brings the blade to her xxx lightly touching them
[05:55] Feathers: now gitl do i xxx you with this of do you submit
[05:55] Argent : grabs feathers leg … pleas no mistress .. she says hopping to stop this ..
[05:55] Seever squirms at the feel of the cold sharp blade thinking this is madness
[05:56] Feathers bends down to the Argent do not worry little one i whisper
[05:56] Feathers: mommy explain to argent what i do so she does nto worry
[05:56] Feathers brings the blade to her thigh back to her xxx
[05:56] Seever: Would you really disfigure your captive this way? No wonder you are all so thin, you ruin their market value.
[05:56] Feathers: tracing her skin
[05:57] Seever bites my lip harder as the blade scratches my thigh
[05:57] Marli shuddered , she knew her daughter had a mean streak when it came to persuading young girls to submit to her
[05:57] Feathers: letting a little blood flow on the blade then I bring the blade to her eyes
[05:58] Feathers: see thsi blood its yours
[05:58] Argent Ansome: rushes to mar’s side totally away from feathers
[05:58] Seever flinches as the blade bites into my skin, then looks away as the blade is broght near my eyes
[05:59] Marli runs her fingers through argents hair, as if to comfort her, she let her daughter continue her game
[06:00] Feathers: mother can you finish?
[06:00] Seever looks to the other blonde, who somehow seems to have seniority, wondering if it is a whole tribe of sadists
[06:01] Seever watches the sadistic blonde run back to camp, hoping it is not to get more torture devices, and breathes out in relief, not realizing how much I’d been holding my breath.
[06:02] Marli watched her daughter head into the swamps and towards the camp , she walked closer to the captive , Marli looked down at her “I suggest you talk and tell me the truth, or my sadistic daughter returns with her playthings”
[06:04] Seever nods “Sure… I’ll talk if will keep your daughter away. And may I say, great job you did with her, very well adjusted.” [06:04] Argent: snickers
[06:06] Seever: What exactly did you want to know?
[06:06] Marli squatted beside the naked panther , she carefully runs her fingers through the womans hair “good , then you understand ” Marli knew her daughter when sober was a sadist, only the paga seemed to calm her down “First, tell me your name and tribe”
[06:10] Seever cringes as the woman leans over, thinking the daughter must have learned from her mother, but relaxes slightly at your touch. “Paga calming someone… first time for everything. Yes, the name’s Selina. And my tribe is the mighty Nar San Tori. A hundred bows strong. I came looking for allies in these lands, and if I do not return I’m sure they will come to claim me.”
[06:11] Argent : start to eat her chocolate again .. as you chat
[06:13] Marli lips curled into a thin smile, she held her finger close to the woman’s main artery on the neck, Marli felt the pulse and could tell if the woman would lie or not “Selina of the Nar San Tori, you come close to my lands and hunt without permission , now you tell me you seek allies ” she smirked “who is your chieftress ?”
[06:16] Seever takes a breath, trying to think fast “What? You don’t know the Nar San Tori? Their story is legend. Everyone knows and fears them, and their fearsome chieftess and you should too for their vengeance will be mighty if you don’t release me.”
[06:18] Marli laughs softly “the legend of your tribe hasnt reached my ears , so now is your chance , tell me of your lands and chieftress , then i shall decide if your tribe is worthy of my attention” she stroked the girls soft peachy left cheek
[06:22] Seever tries not to be distracted by your caressing hand “This place must be more isolated than I thought.The um… Nar San Tori. From the northern lands, if you couldn’t tell from my pale and slightly sunburnt skin. Our chieftess is the deadly Pani.”
[06:24] Argent : gets up and straightens out her outfit .. trying to pull it down a bit as it rides up when she kneels .. then quietly walks away .. as the mistress seems to have things totally undercontroll
[06:26] Marli squeezed the girls cheeks , as she leaned in close to the womans face “your story doesnt add up, I am a Torvie woman from the north, the lands and cold and the women even colder” she peered into the womans eyes “i do not believe your story and that is unfortunate………” she paused “for you”
[06:30] Seever nods, seeing that the story didn’t take and says in a quieter voice “Did I say North? I meant West.”
[06:32] Marli reached for the leash and then stood up “its a short walk to our camp…..time for you to think …and come up with the truth” she glanced down at the woman “…because when we reach the camp , i plan to collar and brand you , unless i am convinced you tell the truth”
[06:33] Seever turns even paler and swallows hard at the thought
[06:34] Sound of water splashes in the distance as someone or something approaches
[06:34] Seever: Can you cut my legs loose? Otherwise there won’t be much of me left after you drag me over every rock in this foresaken land.
[06:37] Marli raised an eyebrow “last chance , so think before you speak, i want to know the truth this time selina ….”
[06:39] Seever nods to the stern woman “The truth is actually stranger than what I just said. You probably won’t believe me. I come from a place so far away it is not on any map, called Urth. I was brought here, but escaped from those who brought me. Since then I have hidden in the forests as I try to survive. Everything else… well you already know I made it up.”
[06:42] Marli dragged the woman down to the primitive dungeon , she glanced over at the cauldren and the branding iron “I have heard of this place, the women are said to make excellent slaves ”
[06:44] Seever: Oh you’ve heard of Urth, that’s a relief — wait, slaves? No!
[06:45] Seever follows your eyes to evil looking cauldron, knowing whatever it is can’t be good
[06:46] Marli: “I am Marli, i have been a panther with Luna . Jorts and Srimgar….now i have claimed the Luna as my own” she tilted her head at the woman ” I am a Chieftress and i know the names of those that are of any importance in the tribal council”
[06:47] Seever looks up to the strong woman, knowing the foolishness of my story muttering quietly “Chieftess… it figures.”
[06:52] Marli checked the branding iron, the ” M ” glowing bright red “so selina , now it is clear to you why i knew you lie, i know the names of all the tribes and their leaders” she held the branding iron close to the womans face , so she could feel the intense heat “I brand my slaves with a M on their left thigh”
[06:54] Seever squirms frantically in the dirt, trying to move away from the heat of the iron “No please don’t do this!”
[06:56] Marli: “I have learned from the best slavers , it will be swift , i promise” she then presses the brand on the left thigh for a few ihn
[06:57] Seever screams in agony, hearing the sound of my own flesh burn, tears in my eyes and not even trying to be stoic
[06:59] Marli hears the scream and removes the iron from the burned flesh, she admires her mark for a moment
[07:02] Marli squats beside the branded woman and wipes her tears , she opens a healing salve jar and applies the salve to the fresh brand “this will prevent infections”
[07:03] Seever cries as much from being enslaved as the intense pain of the wound and snarls “Lucky me.”
[07:08] Marli looked sternly at the girl “I will release you now , you are marked , you will tell others what happened to you , because you hunted in Luna Caleeng lands ”
Branding doesn’t necessarily have to follow a collaring. Many kajirae submit to a branding at a later date. Where collaring is a serious commitment, branding is the final act of submission and total surrender for a Gorean slave girl. The slave may be released from her collar, she can take on a new name, perhaps too, a new owner. Where as with a brand, binding her to the owner of the brand, it *is* completely forever! A brand is not something one can easily remove. The brand style may vary, from the common slave brands of the cursive Gorean letter K (Kef).
Offline brands, however, are best kept relatively simple, the more complex or intricate the design, the more chance there is of having it turning out to be nothing more than an ugly, indistinguishable blob. A kajira is usually strapped to the branding rack, her arms and legs are then tightly secured, her left thigh is bound securely and firmly, preventing her from the slightest of movements, thus ensuring a good, clean brand.the branding iron would be heated in a brazier, and when glowing red, the slave’s Owner would apply it to the slave’s inner left thigh, pausing it there for a count of three, then quickly withdrawing and lifting it cleanly away. Traditionally, the slave is permitted to scream out loudly once… this is the last time she would be permitted to do so. If there are slave attendants at the branding, they would be instructed to quickly tend to the fresh brand, applying healing salves and any needed dressings.
“The brand used by the Forkbeard, found rather frequently in the north, consisted of a half circle, with, at its right tip, adjoining it, a steep, diagonal line. The half circle is about an inch and a quarter in width, and the diagonal line about an inch and a quarter in height. The brand is, like many, asymbolic. In the north, the bond-maid is sometimes referred to as a woman whose belly lies beneath the sword.”
Marauders of Gor, page 87
“my own brand was the “dina”; the dina is a small lovely, multiply petaled flower, short-stemmed, and blooming in a turf of green leaves, usually on the slopes of hills, in the northern temperate zones of Gor; it is and exotic, alien flower; it is also spoken of, in the north, where it grows most frequently, as the slave flower; it was burned into my flesh”
Slave Girl of Gor, page 61
“The standard of the Kassars is that of a scarlet, three-weighted bola, which hands from a lance; the symbolic representation of a bola, three circles joined at the center by lines, is used to mark both their bosk and slaves.”
Nomads of Gor, page 106
“..the standard of the Kataii is a yellow bow, bound across a black lance; their brand is also that of a bow, facing to the left..”
Nomads of Gor, page 106
I had now been branded, a small, graceful mark burned into my left thigh, high, under the hip. It had a vertical bar, a rather strict one, with two curling, frondlike extensions, rather near its base, as though in submission to it. It looked a little like a ‘K.’
Magicians of Gor, page 67
“From the box he then took a small, curved knife and a tiny, cylindrical leather flask. I gritted my teeth, but made no sound. With the small knife he gashed my left thigh, making upon it a small, strange design. He then took a powder, orange in color, from the flask and rubbed it into the wound.”
Explorers of Gor, page 330
“the Paravaci standard is a large banner of jewels beaded on golden wires, forming the head and horns of a bosk its value is incalculable; the Paravaci brand is a symbolic representation of a bosk hed, a semicircle resting on an inverted isoceles triangle”.
Nomads of Gor, page 106
“The street was lined by throngs of Tuchuks and slaves. Among them, too, were soothsayers and haruspexes, and singers and musicians, and, here and there, small peddlers and merchants, of various cities, for such are occasionally permitted by the Tuchuks, who crave their wares, to approach the wagons. Each of these, I was later to learn, wore on his forearm a tiny band, in the form of spreading bosk horns, which guaranteed his passage, at certain seasons, across the plains of the Wagon Peoples. The difficulty, of course, is in first obtaining the brand. If, in the case of a singer, the song is rejected, or in the case of a merchant, his merchandise is rejected, he is slain out of hand. This acceptance brand, of course, carries with it a certain stain of ignominy, suggesting that those who approach the wagons do so as slaves.”
Nomads of Gor, page 34
“I looked at her, puzzled.
“Penalty brands,” she said. “They are tiny, but clearly visible. There are various such brands. There is one for lying, and another for stealing.”
Captive of Gor, page 277
“The theif’s scar in Port Kar is a tiny, three-pronged brand, burned into the face over the right cheekbone. It marks the members of the Cast of Thieves in Port Kar. That is the only city in which, as far as I know, there is a recognized caste for theives.”
Mercenaries of Gor, page 239
“I have never seen a brand of Treve,” I said.
“It is rare,” said Ena, proudly.
“May I see your brand?” I asked. I was curious.
“Of course,” said Ena, and she stood up and, extending her left leg, drew her long, lovely white garment to her hip, revealing her limb.
Incised deeply, precisely, in that slim, lovely, now-bared thigh was a startling mark, beautiful, insolent, dramatically marking that beautiful thigh as that which it now could only be, that of a female slave.
“It is beautiful,” I whispered.
Ena pulled away the clasp at the left shoulder of her garment, dropping it to her ankles.
She was incredibly beautiful.
“Can you read?” she asked.
“No,” I said.
She regarded the brand. “It is the first letter, in cursive script,” she said, “of the name of the city of Treve.”
Captive of Gor, page 277
“the brand of the Tuchuk slave, incidentally, is not the same as that generally used in the cities, which, for girls, is the first letter of the expression Kajira in cursive script, but the sign of the four bosk horns, that of the Tuchuk standard; the brand of the four bosk horns, set in such a manner as to somewhat resemble the letter ‘H’, is only about an inch high; the common Gorean brand, on the other hand, is usually an inch and a half to two inches high”
Nomads of Gor, page 62
The girl was brought into the shop and stood in the branding rack, which was then locked on her, holding her upright. The metal worker placed her wrists behind her in the wrist clamps, adjustable, each on their vertical, flat metal bar. He screwed shut the clamps. She winced. He then shackled her feet on the rotating metal platform. “Left thigh or right thigh?” he asked. “Left thigh,” said Ulafi. Slave girls are commonly branded on the left thigh. Sometimes they are branded on the right thigh, or lower left abdomen. The metal worker turned the apparatus, spinning the shaft, with its attached, circular metal platform. The girl’s left thigh now faced us. It was an excellent thigh. It would take the mark well. The metal worker then, with a whell, tightening it, locked the device in place, so that it could not turn.
Explorers of Gor, page 71
Removing a Brand on a Panther girl
There are a number of reasons why a panther girl would want a brand to be removed. She may have intense emotional distress from being aware she has been branded. If a rival band branded her she will want to have it removed , her sisters might despise and mistrust her if she did not. Everything in a panther girls psyche is about being free, a brand would remind her of past slavery.
The procedure can be done by a panther healer or shaman but is painful and it is better the patient be knocked out for the duration. This will also ensure she stays still.
To complete this procedure you will need the following
Stack of rep cloths, Marigold oil, healing salve, numbing salve, ka la na, tassa powder agrimony compress, green paga, cowslip root tea, sharp sterilized scalpel, gauze, bandages,
Prepare the ka-la-na and tassa powder by pouring some of the ka la na into a small cup then adding the tassa powder(enough tassa powder to ensure the patient stays unconscious during the procedure – don’t want them waking up on you screaming)
Give the patient the mixture to drink and then prepare a tray with all you need on it to perform the procedure.
Clean the area the brand is with green paga, making sure to clean at least an inch or two clear on all sides
Take the scalpel and make your incision tilting the blade to give you more control of the depth of the incision. Carefully cut around the brand.
Once the skin is removed take the agrimony compress and hold firmly to the wound area firmly to stop bleeding and swelling.
Once the bleeding has stopped spread marigold oil over the wound to prevent the chance of infection.
After this apply some healing salve to hasten healing process and numbing salve to help the pain.
Place soft gauze over the wound and bandage
when the patient awakes give them the cowslip root tea.
Tell the patient to change the bandages everyday using aloe vera gel to help the skin keep its elasticity.
Tell them to return in three days to have the bandages removed and to drink cowslip root tea if in pain
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