Fifth Month
Passage Hand
Year 10,174 Contasta Ar

The Unowned Unclaimed Slave

This is my narrative and relevant references from the Books where unowed unclaimed slaves are mentioned.
I make no pronouncements on these matters, but report them as I find them.
Arrive at your own conclusions.

I wish you well,

Is there such a thing as an unowned or unclaimed slave?
Must every slave, to be a slave, have an owner?

I am not speaking of the condition of slavery requiring a collar or brand. That is another topic and well stated here:

The slave cannot free herself. She can be freed only by an owner. The condition of slavery does not require the collar, or the brand, or an anklet, bracelet or ring, or any such overt sign of bondage. Such things, as symbolic as they are, as profoundly meaningful as they are, and as useful as they are for marking properties, identifying masters, and such, are not necessary to slavery. They are, in effect, though their affixing can legally affect imbondment, ultimately, in themselves, tokens of bondage, and are not to be confused with the reality itself. The uncollared slave is not then a free woman but only a slave who is not then in a collar. Similarly a slave is still a slave even if her brand could be made to magically disappear or, if she has been a made a slave in some other way, if she has not yet been branded.
Renegades of Gor     Book 23     Page 273

I am speaking of a slave who has no owner. A girl not owned.

Say a free woman proclaims herself a slave girl by uttering the words "I am a slave girl!".
She is then, at that moment, a self-pronounced slave.

She throws back her hood and tears away her veils, and her mouth is exposed to the conqueror. "La kajira!" she cries. "I am a slave girl!" This formula, once spoken, is irrevocable. She is then a self-pronounced slave.
Smugglers of Gor     Book 32     Pages 347 – 348

At the moment she utters those words, who owns her? Obviously, no one. No matter for how long her unowned status lasts, for that time she is an unowned slave.

And finally, if one believes there is no such thing as an unowned slave, how does one refute this quote?

"As you are a barbarian," I said, "you may not understand the ways of Gor. Let me give you an illustration. If a free woman should pronounce herself a slave, she is, then, instantly, no longer a free woman but a slave. Pretending, thinking she is lying, mental reservation, and such things, do not enter into the matter. Once the words are spoken she is a slave. Even if she lacks a Master, she is a slave. Do you understand?"
Avengers of Gor     Book 36     Page 117

Did you notice? "Even if she lacks a Master, she is a slave."?
If she "lacks a Master", she is not owned. She is, by definition, an unowned slave.

Book 38, Treasure of Gor, has even more to say on this topic.

"He will have relinquished your ownership, as instructed," said the driver. "You are a slave between Masters."

"How can that be?" I asked.

"One who can be literally, legally, seized, claimed, captured, and sold, such things," he said.

"How is it that I am placed in such a status?" I asked.

"Presumably," said he, "to obscure antecedents, to cover a trail, to make it harder to trace you. It will be as though you, a slave, had appeared from nowhere, susceptible to being claimed by anyone."
Treasure of Gor     Book 38     Page 53

"To whom do I belong?" I asked.

"You recognize, of course," he said, "that you are clearly and obviously, and indisputably, a slave?"

"Yes, Master," I said. There was no doubt about that, legal or practical.

Did he think that I, as a barbarian, might be ignorant of that? Did I not know what I was?

"At the moment then," he said, "you are an unclaimed slave."

"I am not sure I understand that status," I said.

"You can be claimed," he said, "by any free person."

"By a stranger, a passer-by, a child?" I asked.

"Yes," he said.
Treasure of Gor     Book 38     Page 438

"Claim me," I begged. "Please claim me! I beg to be claimed!

He reached down, and took my hair in his left hand, lifting my head. He then cuffed me thrice, first with the palm of his right hand, and then with the back of his right hand, and then, again, with the palm of his right hand.

There was no doubt that the blows were administered to a slave.

I tasted blood about my lips.

He then released me. "You are mine," he said.
Treasure of Gor     Book 38     Page 439

"Speak," he said.

"I am a slave," she said.

"It is done," he said.

"I am now a slave, truly," she said. "I am a slave."

"But no more than an unclaimed slave," said Rupert. "You may now be tied, hand and foot, and left beside the road, naked, as an unclaimed slave."
Treasure of Gor     Book 38     Page 455


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