A love letter from me

Hello, Readers!

Today, I would like to share a few things that have been crossing my mind lately, because I think some of you might find them interesting.

I came back to Gor for a few reasons. Between health concerns, the frustration of being in control of pretty much everything in my everyday life, and having a good deal of time on my hands, I found myself needing an escape from reality now and again. Gor gives me that escape, a place to let my imagination wander and enjoy something entirely different from the world I live in every day.

I chose to be a Panther-girl for a couple of reasons. First, because much like myself, Panther-girls are strong, resourceful survivors. But there is another side to that choice. They can also make excellent slaves, and I knew that with the right man, I could make an excellent slave myself.

In Skar, I met a man strong enough, wily enough, intelligent enough, and dark enough to own me, and own me well.

He is also protective of me, something that is often missing among Gorean men in roleplay because some seem to believe that protecting a slave somehow makes them appear weak. I happen to believe quite the opposite. It takes strength to protect those who are vulnerable, and Skar understands that. He takes his role as Muse’s Master seriously, and that is something I deeply appreciate.

It is because of this trust that I was entirely comfortable with everything that unfolded when he caught and collared Muse, forcing her into a life of slavery. I also understood that it wasn’t because he thought I was unworthy of being free. Rather, it was because he loved me enough to want to own me. Not everyone will understand that, and that’s okay. I do, and that is what matters to me.

This man goes above and beyond to ensure that I am comfortable, regardless of the setting or circumstances. Now, I know many of you probably think he is a dark, sadistic bastard, and I am not going to argue with you about that. But I am going to be completely honest with each and every one of you. I don’t believe his darkest thoughts come anywhere close to some of mine. I’ll let you sit with that for a moment.

Now, it has recently come to my attention that I just might be the last actively owned kajira on Buzzen Gor, and I will admit that thought is a little daunting.

I want to do this role justice. I want the stories we write and share to be worth reading, and I want Muse to be a character people enjoy following and remember. But I also need everyone to understand something: she is no Southern silk slave.

She is a Hunter’s huntress. She knows the wilderness, the hunt, and the demands of the trail. And although she is her Master’s love slave, he owns her ruthlessly. He doesn’t own her simply to serve blackwine or attend to the usual comforts of a man’s home. He owns her to serve him, to meet his needs, and to be useful at his side on the hunt, along the trail, and yes, to fully attend to his needs in the furs as well.

That is the kind of kajira Muse is, that is the kind of Master Skar is, and honestly, that is exactly how her typist likes it.

And now, to the typist behind Skar, my Master in Gor and the man who holds such a special place in my heart, I want to say thank you.

Thank you for sharing your world and your stories with me. Thank you for being my inspiration, for your guidance, and even for that firm hand of yours. Thank you for understanding me, for the relationship we share outside of Gor, and for loving me the way you do. There is so much more behind the stories we write than what readers see on their screens, and I treasure that just as much as I treasure what we create together.

In my more than 25 years in Gor, you are the first and only Man who has truly understood me, who has known how to reach me, challenge me, and own me in a way no other ever could.
Thank you.
I love you so very much.

Love, Your muse