Akemi learns the ropes

Dear Sir Williard,

It is Saturday morning and Akemi is gone and the rope is once again hidden beneath the mattress of my bed although I do not know why I bother to hide my perverse nature from my household. It seems that Andrews knows what I am capable of even before I do, and I have discovered that Akemi and Hilda, while competing for my attention, seem to regularly compare notes about even their most intimate activities.

For two days I suppressed the urge to bind one or both of these pleasing young maids before plundering their helpless form again and again. I had been careful not to repeat the violence of my previous encounter with Hilda; in fact with both her and the pretty Japanese beauty I have endevoured to be a most gentle and considerate lover. The sex was nearly poetic in its romantic nature with multiple orgasms that left all involved in post-coital bliss, and yet no matter how comforting the coupling might be I found myself desiring more. Even as I write this I wonder at the man that I have become. On a happier note, at least the security of my professional position with the East Orion Company at least has improved significantly.

Dr. Miller was delighted to hear that I had put aside my reservations and agreed to work with him in his efforts to serve the needs of the infertile noble couples of Rajah-4. With my declaration of willing participation Dr. Miller shared his theory about why so many of the richest families struggled to produce offspring especially as they advance in age. I have promised to keep these speculations confidential, and so again I must beg your utmost discretion in revealing anything mentioned in this part of the letter. It seems absurd to ink all these thoughts, experiences and information onto paper at all considering the number of times that I have asked you to maintain strictest confidence when you read my accounts, but of all the peers of the Empire I trust you to do the right thing with this inflammatory information. Perhaps my Lord, my worries about confidentiality are pointless, it is very possible that with your political and medical connections that none of what I am about to disclose is news to you. I assure you that I was both shocked and excited by what Dr. Miller told me.

Many of the wealthiest colonials of Rajah-4 pay fantastic amounts of money to receive Soma treatments whose purpose is to halt the effects of aging. I believe I have commented on many occasions about the youthful appearance of Rajah's men and women some who are as old as 60 or 70 years in age. Physicians here on Rajah-4 working in conjunction with the finest medical researchers back on Earth have found a way to infuse the aetheric essence of Soma into the very molecules of the physical form. The result of this treatment is a profound slowing of the effects of aging, a fountain of youth found in the jungles of Rajah. The benefits of these treatment are undeniable, but Dr. Miller believes that one of the unpublished side-effects of these practices is a great reduction in the fertility of the subjects.

Sperm-counts of male patients who have received the rejuvenating benefits of Soma treatments are well below normal levels and the ova of female patients are likewise armoured against the swarming attack of those weakened sperm. Dr. Miller believes that it is the combination of these two effects that makes it so difficult for conception to occur. I spent much of Friday afternoon reading the body of work that Dr. Miller has compiled over the past thirty years of research; I believe that I owe the Doctor an apology. Were it not for the highly classified nature of this information, I am sure that Dr. Miller could have published over a dozen award-winning papers on his research and findings. Mind you, I still have great reservations about his 'Aversion Therapy' but I retract any previous comments questioning the professional ability of your acquaintance. Furthermore after how I bound and abused Akemi this morning, I find that I am on shaky grounds when I critique the perversions of my mentor.

I had brought the rope from the boathouse into my room yesterday afternoon; the line was roughly forty feet in length and as thick as my finger made of a twisted native fiber much like hemp. Although weathered it was both flexible and strong, I experimented with various knots until I felt confident that I could both tie and loosen these fastenings. When Akemi arrived to wake me this morning as she has for the past week I surprised her as she entered the chamber with the coil of rope in my hand and wearing only a loose pair of britches. I had woken before dawn and lay in bed with a throbbing erection as I planned my attack on the slender girl.

"Aighhh!" She cried in genuine surprise as a loop of cord fell across her neck from behind. I had arranged my pillows under the blankets to mimic my form and the poor thing wasn't expecting me to take her from the rear.

"Take off your clothes." I growled into her ear as I tightened the cord around her throat. She must have recognized my voice, because she relaxed slightly before slipping her robe off her shoulders and letting it fall to her feet. The young woman was roughly half my size standing just over five feet in height and weighing no more than seven stone; I felt more powerful and confident than ever before in my life.

"Put your hands behind your back." I ordered, and when she silently complied I wrapped multiple coils of the rough cord tightly around her wrists and up her forearms until tying the loose end close to her elbows. It was far more rope than was needed to bind her wrists but I loved the way pulling her arms tightly behind her made her breasts rise on her chest. I then lowered her to the floor and bending her knees fully one at a time, I tied her ankles to her thigh, again using six or seven loops of cord tightly encircling her calf and thigh before tying the ends.

As I said earlier Sir Williard, I have been thinking about how best to bind a woman since I first saw the brunette spread open with her head and hands in the stocks at Dr. Miller's clinic. Most common methods of securing a captive close the woman's legs tightly together, I wanted to be sure that I'd be able to spread open my victim without restriction, but at the same time I wanted to be sure to completely immobilize the woman. I can assure you my lord, that I was most satisfied with the results of the rope work. I stepped on Akemi's back pressing her belly to the floor she lay there silently with her legs spread out like a frog's and her head turned to one side with a cheek pressed to the wood floor of my room.

You cannot imagine my excitement as I knelt at her side freely exploring every inch of her soft skin fingering her vagina and pinching the soft skin of her inner thighs and the sides of her breasts. Now, as I record to the best of my ability my actions and feelings I wonder again if these behaviors can be an effect of 'The Blush' but at the time I was interested only in examining Akemi's panting and squirming body as I tested her most sensitive areas. She squealed as my palm landed sharply on her curved buttocks and I laughed aloud as I finally heard the quiet maiden cry out in response to my actions.