Five-Bladed Whip

Then she screamed with pain, throwing back her head, as the lash of the five-strap Gorean slave whip cut into her back.
Raiders of Gor     Book 6     Page 110


And the guard uses not the handful of leather straps with which Lana, only with her woman's strength, had struck me, but the five-strap Gorean slave whip, wielded with the full, terrible strength of a man.
Captive of Gor     Book 7     Page 95

I crossed my wrists beneath me and touched my head to the floor, exposing the bow of my back. It is the submissive posture of a slave girl who is to be punished. It is called Kneeling to the Whip. I shook, visibly, at his feet. I whimpered. I waited for him to call a guard, to bring a lash.
Captive of Gor     Book 7     Page 200

Once, long ago, I had been beaten by Lana, with a handful of straps. I had never forgotten it. I was delicate. I could not stand pain. I was not a common girl. I had always feared, but never felt, the five-strap Gorean slave whip, wielded with the full, terrible strength of a man.
Captive of Gor     Book 7     Pages 311 - 312


Mira returned with the whip, a five-strap Gorean slave whip.
Hunters of Gor     Book 8     Page 137

An Ahn on the oar is usually more than sufficient to make the coldest and proudest of females an obedient, eager-to-please bond-maid. It is regarded as second only to the five-lash Gorean slave whip, used also in the south, and what among the men of Torvaldsland is called the whip of the furs, in which the master, with his body, incontrovertibly teaches the girl her slavery.
Marauders of Gor     Book 9     Page 66

"Bring the five-strap slave slash," said Ivar Forkbeard to Gunnhild.

"Yes, my Jarl," she said, smiling. She ran to fetch it.

"I am the daughter of Thorgard of Scagnar," said Hilda. "Release me immediately."

The lash was placed by Gunnhild in the hand of Ivar Forkbeard.

Ottar threw the girl's hair forward, so that it fell before her shoulders.

"No!" cried Hilda.

The Forkbeard touched her back with the whip; his fist held the handle and, too, beneath his fist, folded back, were the five straps. He tapped her twice.

"No!" she cried. "Please, no!"

We fell back to give the Forkbeard room, and he shook loose the straps and drew back his arm.

The first stroke threw her against the post; I saw the astonishment in her eyes, then the pain; the daughter of Thorgard seemed stunned; then she howled in misery; it was only then that she realized what the whip might do to a girl. "I will obey you!" she screamed. "I will obey you!" Ivar Forkbeard, experienced in the disciplining of women, did not deliver the second stroke for a full Ehn. In this time, she screamed, over and over, "I will obey you!" Then he struck again. Her body, again, was struck against the post; her hands twisted in the binding fiber; her entire body rubbed on the post, in agony, pressing against it; tears burst from he eyes; she was on her tiptoes, pressing against the post; her thighs were on either side of the post; but the post did not yield; she was fastened to it. Then he struck again. She writhed, twisting and howling. "I ask only to obey you!" she cried. "I beg to obey you!" When he next struck she could only close her eyes in pain. She could then scarcely breathe. She gasped. No longer could she howl or scream. She tensed, teeth gritted, her body itself a silent scream of agony. But the blow did not then fall. Was the beating done? Then she was struck again. The last five blows were delivered with her hanging in the binding fiber, her body against the post, her face to one side of it. She was then released from the post and fell to her hands and knees. The beating had been quite light, only twenty strokes. Yet I did not think it would be soon that the daughter of Thorgard of Scagnar would wish to find herself again at the post. The beating had been, though light, quite adequate to its purpose, which was to teach her, a captive, the whip.

No female forgets it.
Marauders of Gor     Book 9     Pages 126 - 128

She turned and pulled up her blouse, showing me her back. "No," she said. There were few marks on her back, though I saw the traces of a beating or two. There was no scarring. The soft, pliant, broad-bladed five-strap lash had been used. It is the common instrument, if not the switch, used on girls. It is a valuable tool. It punishes with a terrible efficiency, and does not leave the girl permanently marked.
Tribesmen of Gor     Book 10     Page 140

"If you are late by so much as five Ehn," he called, "you will be caressed by the five fingers of leather." This was an allusion to the Gorean five-strap slave whip, commonly used on girls because of the softness and width of its lashes. It punishes severely but, because of its construction, does not permanently mark the girl.
Tribesmen of Gor     Book 10     Pages 314 - 315

Eta lifted up a stout whip, with long handle, which might be wielded with two hands, and five dangling, soft, wide lashing surfaces, each about a yard long. "Kurt," she said. I shrank back. "Kurt," I repeated.
Slave Girl of Gor     Book 11     Page 82


He had a five-bladed slave whip at his belt.
Beasts of Gor     Book 12     Page 71



The girl in the black slacks drew back her hand again, again to strike with a five-bladed lash, but he who had been called Kunguni motioned for her not to strike.
Explorers of Gor     Book 13     Page 147

Then it fell upon her, once, the slash of the five-bladed Gorean slave whip.
Explorers of Gor     Book 13     Page 165

From beside the curule chair I picked up a five-stranded Gorean slave lash. I threw it to the carpet, in front of the girl.
. . .
She took the staff of the whip, which is about an inch and a quarter to an inch and a half in diameter, gently between her teeth, and looked up at me.
. . .
I took the whip from her, and she looked at me, frightened. Was she now to be whipped? The decision, of course, was mine. I folded the blades of the whip back against the staff, and held out the staff and blades to her.
. . .

I hung the whip, by its handle loop, over the arm of the curule chair.
Guardsman of Gor     Book 16     Pages 178 - 180

I walked to a position behind her and to her left. Gently I slid the whip, the blades folded back, against her, moving it from her left thigh to her waist, and thence upward against her left side. "Yes, Master," she said. I walked about her. The slave was beautiful, and exquisitely figured. I then stood behind her, and slightly to her left. I shook out the blades of the whip, with a gentle loosening of the leather, so that she would know they were free.
. . .

I then stood again behind her, and to her left. I grasped the handle of the slave whip with two hands.
. . .

I went then to the side of the room. I replaced the slave whip on its hook.
Guardsman of Gor     Book 16     Pages 204 - 205

She shuddered with fear. She saw now, on the tiles before her, gently swinging, the shadows of the five loosened blades of the Gorean slave lash.
Guardsman of Gor     Book 16     Page 219

There was the sudden lash of the five-stranded Gorean slave whip and the girl cried out and sank down on the block, kneeling, with her head down, making herself as small as possible. Five times did the attendant lash her beauty. Then she lay on her stomach on the block, sobbing, the collar and chain on her neck, her fingernails tight in the wood. "I will be good, Masters," she wept. "I will be good."
Savages of Gor     Book 17     Page 130


Such an insolence, at the least, would be likely to win her beauty a bout with the five-stranded Gorean slave lash.
Savages of Gor     Book 17     Page 261

"What is that?" I asked.

"A whip," she said, puzzled. Seeing my interest she brought it towards me. I stepped back. She held it across her body. Its handle was about eighteen inches long. It was white, and trimmed with yellow beads. Depending from this handle, at one end, were five, pliant yellow straps, or lashes. Each was about two and a half feet long, and one and a half inches, wide.
. . .

The girl went to a wall and, near the large door, by a loop on its butt end, hung it from a hook. I had not noticed the hook before.
Kajira of Gor     Book 19     Pages 43 - 44


To be sure, Boots had been beaten with a heavy whip, of the sort used on men, whereas she would find herself under only the familiar, common five-stranded Gorean slave lash.
Players of Gor     Book 20     Page 208

I grinned up at her. Yes, she would look well, properly attired, or properly unattired, cringing at my feet in a collar, knowing that her least discrepancy from the absolute perfections of slave service would instantly bring upon down her the stroke of the five-stranded slave lash, or worse.
Players of Gor     Book 20     Page 287


To the girl's left, on the vertical beam there, suspended from a hook, was a five-stranded Gorean slave lash.
Mercenaries of Gor     Book 21     Page 217


I looked wildly over my shoulder. The jailer was there, and was shaking out the five strands of a broad-bladed slave whip.
. . .

Then the lash fell and I shook and sobbed. I had felt the whip before, twice in the pens, a stroke each time. I was not at all eager for a repetition of that experience.

Again the lash fell.

In the pens it had been a single-bladed lash.

Again I felt the leather.

I went to my belly, unable to remain on my knees. I could not believe what I felt.

I had heard of this whip before, the broad-bladed, five-stranded lash, designed for use on such as I, but never before had I felt it. It is to be clearly distinguished from many other forms of whip, in particular, from the "snake," a terrible whip used sometimes on men, beneath the blows of which even a strong man might die. The five-stranded lash, that to whose attentions I was now, to my dismay, to my misery, being formally introduced punishes terribly, but inflicts no permanent damage. It is designed to hurt, not injure. Indeed, it does not even mark the subject, which might reduce her value.
Witness of Gor     Book 26     Page 197

He looked much as he had before, robed, and such, save that now, as he reclined in the curule chair, across his knees there lay a whip.
. . .

"I think I will beat you," he said. She sensed that the blade of the whip was shaken free.
. . .

He threw the whip to one side.

"The beating was nothing," he said, angrily. "It was not the five-bladed Gorean slave lash. You were not even tied at a ring."
Prize of Gor     Book 27     Pages 82 - 90

But Barzak had already emerged from the building and, in his hand, he carried the five-stranded, broad-bladed Gorean slave whip, designed for use on females, to punish terribly but not to mark, or permanently mark, thus perhaps reducing the value of the errant, punished slave.
Prize of Gor     Book 27     Page 226


She may later learn, when she has become familiar with your expectations and desires, should she fail in any way to fulfill them with perfection, and when she has become accustomed to her boundaries and limits, should she violate or transgress them in the least, to fear the five-stranded slave lash.
Prize of Gor     Book 27     Page 652

When he did return she could see that he carried a five-stranded Gorean slave lash, with broad blades. She had seen such a thing in the pleasure cylinder. It is designed for the disciplining of female slaves. It punishes nicely, but does not mark, for that might lower the slave's sales value.
Kur of Gor     Book 28     Page 664

The five-stranded slave lash, of course, is designed to punish, and keenly. It is also designed not to mark, for one would not wish to lower the value of a slave.
Mariners of Gor     Book 30     Page 302

Then I was put under the slave whip of Gor.

I am sure the beating was light, and intended to be more informative than anything else, but, still, I had, for the first time in my life, felt the flexible broad-bladed, five-stranded Gorean slave lash, designed specifically for the discipline of female slaves, a lash designed to punish but not to mark.
Conspirators of Gor     Book 31     Pages 69 - 70


I recalled that one of the girls in the kitchen, who had spilled porridge had been put under the five-stranded Gorean slave lash.
Conspirators of Gor     Book 31     Page 157

I was pleased to see that he was folding the five blades of the slave whip about the staff, which might easily accommodate a two-handed grip.
Conspirators of Gor     Book 31     Page 647

I had been lashed once, in my training, to inform me of the experience. I did not care to again feel the caress, however briefly, of that implement, the five-stranded Gorean slave lash, designed for the improvement of slaves without leaving a permanent marking, which might lower their value. Having felt it I feared it, and would do anything to avoid it. Yet, too, I felt an indescribable excitement and thrill, a sense of reassurance and security, and even identity, and reality, knowing myself subject to its attention, knowing it would be used upon me if I failed to be pleasing. I was thereby well reassured I was a slave.
Smugglers of Gor     Book 32     Page 63

Masters, as is recognized, seldom mix in the altercations of slaves. On the other hand, they are very much concerned with maintaining the value of the goods involved. Nothing is to be done to a girl which might reduce her value on the block. For example, the supple, broad-bladed, five-stranded slave whip designed to punish an errant slave, and well, is also designed in such a way that it will leave no lingering residue of its attentions.
Smugglers of Gor     Book 32     Page 496

He rose from the couch on which he had been sitting, and went to the wall to my left. From a peg there he removed an object, with a long leather handle, which might be grasped with two hands, and five broad, soft blades, which he shook free.
Plunder of Gor     Book 34     Page 79

On the wall, to my left, on its peg, hung a five-stranded Gorean slave whip.
Plunder of Gor     Book 34     Page 94


To one side, at hand, I saw strips of cloth, by means of which one might be bound, or from which might be fashioned gags and blindfolds. I saw, too, on their pegs, a long, supple switch and a whip, a slave whip, with its five broad blades.
Plunder of Gor     Book 34     Page 264

He rose up, went to the wall to my right, as I knelt, and removed the slave whip from its peg.

He shook out the five broad blades. It is designed to punish, and terribly, but not to mark.
Plunder of Gor     Book 34     Page 270


On one wall, on its peg, common in a Gorean bedding chamber, I saw, dangling, the five-stranded slave whip.
Plunder of Gor     Book 34     Page 393


Similarly, the soft, wide blades of the five-stranded Gorean slave whip commonly used on kajirae, so different from the "snake" used on men, are designed to prevent any sign of permanent damage. On the other hand, less happily, they are also designed to punish, and with terrible effectiveness. Only she who has never felt the attentions of such a device could think little of it, or surmise that her responses to its lavish caress would differ in any way from those of others. She who scorns the whip has never felt it. Let the slave strive to be pleasing. How better to see to it, that it remains on its peg?
Quarry of Gor     Book 35     Pages 117 - 118


"Please do not whip me," I whispered.
I had learned the whip early in this world, even before my serious training had begun. I recalled when I, and the others, stripped, our bodies stretched, our hands fastened high over our heads to a chain, had been introduced to its caresses.
"Do not fear," said the second man. "We would use the broad-bladed, five-stranded slave whip, suitable for female slaves. It will not mark your pretty hide."
Quarry of Gor     Book 35     Page 202

It is not pleasant to be cuffed, nor switched, nor feel the kiss of the supple, five-stranded Gorean slave whip, designed to administer admonitions to the female slave who has somehow failed, or is suspected of having failed, to be fully pleasing.
Avengers of Gor     Book 36     Page 71

Beside them, on the wall, on hooks, were various disciplinary devices, amongst them switches of various lengths and widths, and the common five-stranded Gorean slave whip, designed to effectively punish but to neither mark nor cut the object to whose attention it might be addressed, lest its market value be diminished.
Warriors of Gor     Book 37     Page 16

Four times I had been put under the five-stranded Gorean slave whip, for, as nearly as I could tell, no reason.
Treasure of Gor     Book 38     Page 34

Then I saw him extract, and unfold, a five-stranded Gorean slave whip.
Treasure of Gor     Book 38     Page 56

He then made a small gesture, and I was hurried from his presence. Shortly thereafter, in a room strewn with straw, I was told to remove my tunic and present my wrists, crossed, for binding. I did so, and the rope was passed through an overhead ring. My hands were pulled high over my head, until only the tips of my toes could feel the floor, at which point the rope was secured to a hook at the side. Essentially then I was suspended, naked, before the keeper, who then uncoiled and shook free the blades of a whip.
Treasure of Gor     Book 38     Page 318