#the-Lara-inn
~~~~~~~~~~~~~
A Gorean channel on Bondage, Dalnet, and Austnet,
and now on the City-of-Lara talker,
located in the lovely riverport city of Lara.

based on
The Chronicles of Counter-Earth
by John Norman


Last Updated: 26-Jun-08 -+- 8, 3^rd of the 2^nd Hand of the Month of En`Var 10,159 Contasta Ar

Does tLi (text) look like (graphic)? See below...

© 1997-2008 by the Lara Inn Organization. All Rights Reserved. Please read the complete copyright page linked to this notice.

<Legal Age> An offbeat, strepitant* riverman's inn in the weird but eudemonic* Gorean city of Lara, where the Vosk usually meets the Olni What do these words mean? Where does Oryx GET them? Click the spirograph below!
We recommend... Download the Turia Desktop Dictionary System V2! Click for details. Need to find a server for DAL.NET? Click here for a list of Dalnet Servers!		Free Persons of tLi tLi kajirae The tLi collars Foods available in tLi Rules of tLi The Laran Writings Lara, Riverport on the Vosk and Olni	the Laran Scrolls The tLi Gorean links GLUEDOG: The Greater Laran Unabridged Encyclopedia & Dictionary Of Gor To map of Northern Gor (Gor Ta-Sardar-Var) To map of Southern Gor (Gor Ta-Vask) The MasterScribe: John Norman The Castes of Gor
Spirograph?	Like the tLi site? Then SHOW IT Click the button and VOTE for us!	Now from tLi! Click here and come visit #the-Lara-inn on Bondage.com right from your browser, through the miracle of Java!	Search WWW Search the tLi site Search the Laran Scrolls Search GLUEDOG
		If your browser supports IRC chat, or you have the irc:// protocol registered in your system, click here to enter tLi that way. (if neither, then you'll just see an error message)	Send us a scroll (email)

Opening the heavy wooden door with the big silver knocker, you hear the loud squeal of its hinges left slightly corroded so that your entry will be announced. Nothing in tLi is mere happenstance, though it should appear that way at times. You slip into the warmth of the softly lit space, the sound of laughter and music and the roaring of the river outside as a constant counterpoint.

You stand for a few moments just inside the door, your eyes adjusting to the dim light in the Inn. Looking around the large main hall, you take in the dark wood, the floor to ceiling windows overlooking the rushing river, the soft furs of tabuk hide and larl next to low tables set around a sandy pit with a tall pole. Flickering torches and candles leave warm shadows on the walls and light the faces of the guests of the Inn, who sit and rest from their journeys while being served by delicate looking creatures: the kajirae, the Inn slaves. Your eyes become accustomed to the dark, and you take in more of the room's details, including the huge firepit on the far wall to your right. As the shadows clear, you are suddenly struck by a gortesque carving of a woman in extremis off to the right. What kind of place IS this, anyway?

© 1994-2004 Walter S. Arnold, Sculptor/Stone Carver

To the left of the fireplace you notice a comfortable divan with a low escritoire (desk/table) before it. This is the place of the owner of the inn, Master Oryx, a well-known and respected Scribe of the Explorer/Mapmakers subcaste. As He works on an odd scroll or two, He can watch over the room and make sure the guests are being pleased by the bevy of slaves.

As your eyes continue their journey around the room, they chance to light on the left wall, where you discern two wooden cabinets -- dark brown with richly-carved ornaments on the front. In these cabinets are found the stainless-steel tLi collars and a variety of silks. These are the collars and silks of the future inn slaves that may find their true calling in serving the inn and its Masters and Mistresses In addition to the joy they find in serving, those owned by the Inn also find a home -- love, protection, and a deep feeling of belonging. In stock are silks of different sizes and colors... but all are fashioned of the finest material that money can buy and cut with a flair that will make any slave garbed in them the desire of the Masters and Mistresses viewing them.

Along the wall are arrayed the various branding irons used to mark a slave as her/his Owner's property, as well as a selection of whips and bindings used for discipline. Unique here are wide leather straps with odd fastenings -- a soft puffy felt opposite a strip of tiny barbs, known as vel`kro -- that are made in tLi. These are the Gor-famous Oryx-Bonds® first invented by the Inn Owner, but used at first for a vastly different purpose than slave-binding. Grim indeed are Oryx's memories of His time as a barc-slave and His leadership of the slave revolt that involved holding the captain and officers bound and helpless, yet unharmed, as bargaining chips.

Before you is the customary dais where the Masters and Mistresses who are Staff of tLi recline and enjoy the slaves and what they serve. You note, with interest, that in this Inn the Owners do not sit on the dais, but rather to the side, so that they may observe all that occurs in the Inn, yet not be observed themselves. Further, there are tharlarian-oil lamps behind and above Master Oryx further tricking the eye into moving over Him, instead of lingering.

In the far, murky reaches of the Main Room, you can dimly make out the entrance to the kitchen, where the inn slaves prepare the best foods and serve the finest wines and paga in the north of Gor. Lara is the mead capital of Gor, producing some fify different varieties of the fermented honey wine; and tLi joins with her City in providing mead as a specialty of the house.You smell freshly roasted bosk and tarsk; and, of course, the deep-fried stuffed urt for which tLi is famous. The slave furs are located on the opposite side of the inn, to the side of the dais and facing the entranceway, so that the slaves will have to walk past the Masters and Mistresses to get to the kitchen. This provides a further treat for the Free, as the slaves go about their tasks so aware of the eyes caressing their lovely forms and brief, flaring silks. On the rare occasion a slave is not busy in one way or another, here they may rest, their bodies always at the ready, knees cradled in the softness of the furs.

Your gaze is suddenly arrested by the opening of a large wooden door set between the slave furs and the dais. As You watch, a warrior strides through the door, over his shoulder a lovely, squirming kajira, clearly on his way to the inn's alcoves. For a small hourly fee, He can have the room to Himself as the alluringly beautiful girl will serve His every desire, in private. There are six separate rooms, each equipped with the softest furs, a fireplace, a small kitchen, and a post for chaining or dancing. Also here are all manner of leather and steel implements with which a slave might be punished (or provoked!). Listening closely, you can just hear the hoarse screams of a kajirus, punctuated by the sharp crack of a whip, as he is punished for his misbehavior -- or perhaps simply for the pleasure of his Mistress.

This is GOR: a place of cruelty and of honor; of open sexuality and absolute Domination and submission. It is a place where Men rule supreme, and jealously guard from harm the women they call theirs. And, on IRC, the quasi-world in which the-Lara-inn exists, the difference between a Master whipping His beloved slave to correct her, and a barbarian using a whip to break down a girl's will and mind, is a fine line: consent.

John Norman, author of the Gor books upon which the cyber/Gor worlds are based, would never have imagined that a "slave" could have any say as far as what was done to her, including the choice of her name and the collar she wore. In that fictional world between book covers, a Master could, if he grew tired of a slave, simply kill her, sell her to someone else if he wished to recap some of her value, or make her into a kettle slave -- virtually chained to the kitchen for hours on end of drudgery. Those of tLi and the other fine Inns, Halls, Taverns, and Camps of IRC/Gor, and AOL/Gor, and telnet/Gor, and ActiveWorlds/Gor...are real people, men and women, who have chosen this cyber-lifestyle to act out and live their fantasies. Each of them attempting to come as close as possible to realizing Gor in their own day to day lives.

IRC Gor today has many who sneer at honor, laugh at truth and ignore the reality of the people on the other side of their screens. They use and abuse emotionally, they take without giving, they are a waste of everyone's time. And they are legion. We will not tolerate this behavior and will not hesitate to kick, permanently ban, and post warnings about those that display it -- both free AND slave.

This is the other side of tLi... beside being a Gorean Inn, where one comes to have fun, share in interesting conversation, and meet lovely kajirae, We are a shelter.

Slaves of both sexes, Free Women, and others who have been hurt or are in need of protection may find within the Inn's walls a safe, quiet place where they need fear none. Beware, however, being less than honest about your state. Runaways WILL be returned to their owners. Slaves masquerading as FW will be unmasked. The Inn's staff has been specially chosen for their ability to calm frightened slaves, investigate and ajudicate matters of disputed ownership and property, and deal rapidly and forcefully with threats to the safety of its guests. They are also savvy and watchful.

All too frequently, the lines between "real" and "Gor" fade and shift. What starts out as cyber-sex may end up as a real life, deep relationship. The bonds between a Master and His slave -- or a Free Woman and her Free Companion -- first seen through the cold medium of an IRC client as words on a screen, may blossom into deep friendship, into love, into the bliss of shared lives and dreams.

Or, it may turn into hell.

Women have left their jobs, men have watched as their homes and families were split apart, lives have been ruined, hearts broken -- and all because of the blurring of the fine line between reality and fantasy, between consent and the imposition of another's will, between illusion and hard, cold, real-world concerns.

tLi is a No Kill zone, and a No Forced-Collar Zone, and an Alternate-Side-of-the-Street/Tow-Away Zone; however, We choose not to dignify the foolishness of "killings" or forced collars even by denial. Therefore, you will not find a series of cryptic intials in Our channel topic. There are no face-strippings, rapes, or forced collarings in the Inn. No uninvited physical contact is tolerated; but on the other hand, We expect acceptance of others' lifestyles, whether hetero, bi, gay, or whatever. Simple, to the point, finis! Rememeber, though, that Free Women are expected to act in accordance with their station. Slutty behavior will earn a Free Woman that which she evidently desires.

Enjoy your stay in the-Lara-inn!

The tLi staff tLi kajirae The tLi collars Foods available in tLi Rules of tLi The Laran Writings Lara, Riverport on the Vosk and Olni	the Laran Scrolls Gorean links GLUEDOG: The Greater Laran Unabridged Encyclopedia & Dictionary Of Gor To map of Northern Gor (Gor Ta-Sardar-Var) To map of Southern Gor (Gor Ta-Vask) The MasterScribe: John Norman The Castes of Gor
Send us a scroll (email)	Search WWW Search the tLi site Search the Laran Scrolls Search GLUEDOG

A Note about a Font Does tLi (text) look like (graphic)? If not then you don't have the Black Chancery font! If you are working in windows, click here to download the Black Chancery font that We use for the tLi titles. To install the font, simply download the ZIPped file and unzip directly into the \fonts folder under your windows directory.