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Princess Aleaha first saw Nesslun as he walked down the main aisle of the Royal Court towards the throne. She was standing on the second floor balcony. The second floor balcony was reserved for adult unmarried women, both royal and noble, who were of child bearing age, yet had never born a child.

If you were an adult unmarried woman of child bearing years who had not had children, out of respect for the Emperor, you were expected to wear no clothing at functions of the Royal Court. As a practical matter the only adult unmarried childless women who came to the Royal Court were royal or noble and they were up in the balcony away from the general crowd. No one was supposed to look. The men who attended the Royal Court grew proficient in being very observant out of the corners of their eyes.

Mr. Nesslun gawked at them. You would think he had never seen a naked girl before. His escort eventually had a word with him and he stopped looking directly at them. Still, you could tell he was much more interested in looking out of the corner of his eyes then straight ahead. No one minded. The recording of Nesslun jumping out of the courier ship and running into the mine and the recording of Nesslun coming out behind the Emperor, blood spattered and looking infinitely tired, was played over and over in the popular media.

The royal daughters [Aleaha included] were subjected to endless stories about how Nesslun protected the Emperor and the men with him on that long walk out of the mine. How Nesslun would confront one of the snarling monsters, tap it a few times, and the monster would fall down. Then Nesslun would run through the group to confront one on the other side and in spite of all the constant fighting, he still kept the little group moving toward the surface.

It was no surprise when the Emperor said he was going to give an Emperor’s Commendation to Nesslun. No one had been given an Emperor’s Commendation since the Barony wars. Aleaha agreed it was an appropriate reward. After the presentation ceremony there would be parties, festivals, picnics, and socials of all kinds. There would be many chances for royals and nobles to meet this man, to thank him, and in the case of the younger females, a chance to get Nesslun between their legs. All the young female Royals and most of the young female Royals by marriage or position, expected to have a sexual encounter with him, Princess Lindwella especially. Lindwella was actually on Lindle 4 with the Emperor and expected to thank Nesslun sexually within minutes of him leaving the mine.

When it was learned that Nesslun was to immediately board a luxury star transport to take him back to the planet of Market, everyone was shocked. Then everyone was told that they were not to book passage on that star transport. Nesslun was to be left alone.

The Emperor had forgotten that Aleaha already had a cabin on that luxury star transport. Her diplomatic mission to the planet Kaska had been planned and the reservations on the same luxury star transport made while the Lindle 4 expedition was still being considered. Aleaha loved the green eyed stares when everyone (but the Emperor) found out she would have Nesslun all to herself. Aleaha had to call in a good many favors, but she arranged to have Mr. Nesslun's troupe of highly skilled courtesan's miss their connection. They would not get to the star transport in time for departure. She made certain the star transport would leave on time.

Aleaha didn't feel bad about this. After she had...made his day...she would have half her maids move into Nesslun’s cabin. He would be happy. Aleaha's maids were acknowledged to be among the most beautiful women in the Empire. What they might be lacking in sexual skills they would more than make up for with their beauty and charm.

Most of the Royals preferred maids who were slightly less attractive than they were. To be the bright star surrounded by slightly lesser magnitude stars. Aleaha on the other hand would always pick the most beautiful women for her maids. She did not mind being a bright star surrounded by stars as bright or brighter. She was the star that was circled. Aleaha was the eldest daughter of the Emperor. If you want to spend time with one of Aleaha's stars you should expect to be given a hands on royal physical.

Aleaha loved men. She loved how they look. She loved how they feel. She loved how they smell. She loved to play with men. Aleaha especially loved to watch that spark that shoots through a man’s eyes as he ejaculates. Orgasms of her own, there were drugs for that.

Aleaha knew Nesslun was alone in his cabin. Aleaha knew she was looking her best. All of the royal women were large breasted. Men love large breasted women, especially when they are slender and fit. Physical training was a large part of each of her days. Aleaha's hair was full and sleek and she was horny. Aleaha had been celibate for almost two days.

Aleaha knew Nesslun had seen her on the balcony at the Royal Court, but had he noticed her face? Would Nesslun recognize her as a Royal? Aleaha loved unknowns, going into situations which were not totally under her control, but not totally out of her control either. Aleaha put on an appropriate smile and knocked on his door.

Nesslun opened the door and said hello. His face opened into the smile a man almost automatically gives a woman he finds attractive. Aleaha could tell he didn't recognize her as a Royal. This was going to be fun.

“Mr. Nesslun, I am a fellow passenger on this star transport and I want to thank you for saving the Emperor's life. If there is anything I can do to make your trip more pleasant, anything at all, I hope you won't hesitate to ask.”

“That is very kind of you. I'm new to the Empire and I… You were at the Royal Court the day I received my Commendation.”

“Mr. Nesslun, you weren't supposed to look.”

“But you are so beautiful I couldn't take my eyes off you. I meant no offense. Could you have a drink with me in the lounge? To spend some time with a beautiful woman would be good for my soul.”

“I'd be happy to. I'll just go back to my cabin to change. I'll meet you in the lounge in a few minutes.” Nesslun grabbed Aleaha's hand.

“Couldn't you just go now? You look absolutely fabulous and I…please,” He said as he continued holding her hand.

“Mr. Nesslun, the lounge is designed to have people sit while they have their drinks. The coat I am wearing makes it very difficult to sit and as I am wearing absolutely nothing on underneath, I can't take my coat off in public.”

Nesslun said nothing, but he gave her a questioning stare.

“I knew that you were looking at me on the balcony, but I didn't know if you had noticed my face. If you didn't recognize me from the neck up, I thought I would drop my coat and see if you recognized me from the neck down.”

Aleaha could feel the excitement rising in him. Nesslun spoke his words very carefully.

“Would you come into my cabin for a drink?” he said.

Aleaha smiled the smile of a woman who in spite of herself was mirroring the man's excitement.

“I would be delighted” she replied.

Aleaha hoped he would not rip the coat off her. The destruction of the coat did not matter. Such things are easily replaced. It was just that she enjoyed stripping for a man, especially the first time. Besides, a girl could get hurt.

“Mr. Nesslun, you have a wild look in your eyes that I find...”

“Frightening,” He said with a devilish smile.

“No, exciting, and if we were both naked I think this could be a lot of fun. However, if I am standing here naked and we begin while you are completely or partly dressed, I could get hurt. Will you give me your word that you will not start anything until I have removed all of your clothing?”

His face broke into a bigger smile than she thought it was capable of. “You have my word,” Nesslun said.

Aleaha undressed him slowly. Never would she let her face show it, but she was disappointed. Nesslun hadn't appeared unusually muscular. Aleaha had attributed that to poor clothing choices. How could this man who killed ghouls with a few blows not have a massively muscled upper body? He had the upper body of a professional dancer. His legs were muscular. Not the way a dancer's legs are muscular, but the way a runner's legs are muscular, a runner who neglected his upper body. Nesslun’s fully erect penis was the bright spot. It was a bit longer than most and definitely thicker than most. It would fit perfectly.

After Aleaha had finished undressing Nesslun, she told him to lie back and let her do everything. His face was not classically handsome. He had a face that inspired trust, not lust. Aleaha let her fingers explore Nesslun's naked body. She had barely begun when he flipped her over and was on top. This was not pleasant. He had Aleaha's body bent at an odd angle and one arm twisted behind her. “Please Mr. Nesslun ...”

“Call me Bob.”

“Please Bob...”

“I don't know your name.”

“Call me Aleaha,” Without thinking she almost said Princess Aleaha, but she didn't want him to know. Not yet. “Please Bob, let me finish what I was doing, I know you will enjoy it.”

“Aleaha, I need to have you my way. I don't think I have ever needed anything so much in my entire life.”

If it had been anyone else, at this point Aleaha would have called her guards to drag this oaf off her. The problem was that being dragged off a woman does tend to dampen a man's passion and Aleaha did really need to have sex with this man. She could lie about how wonderful the experience was. She could exaggerate other details also. How could she lie about having sex with him when she didn't? Even though her guards were closed mouth as a rule, this would get out. Aleaha did know a couple of places to hit a man guaranteed to leave him rolling in pain, but that didn't seem quite fair. He wasn't trying to hurt her and he had saved her father's life.

The best thing to do was to lie back and let Nesslun do whatever he wanted to do. Then after he was done and they had talked for a while [Aleaha really did want to find out about that other scar] she would go for a steam and a really good massage. If she was lucky a party might still be going on where she could find someone interesting to have sex with.

Aleaha controlled her anger and made herself calm down. It wasn't so bad. Nesslun was doing some interesting things with his lips and tongue on her neck and she rather liked the way his fingers played along her vagina. She was certain the feeling in her arm would come back.

The tiny orgasm was a pleasant surprise. Nesslun entered into Aleaha and began pumping with a practiced motion. Aleaha expected him to come momentarily and she was preparing a strategy to catch and hold his eyes. She wanted to see the spark when Nesslun ejaculated.

When the orgasm started in her toes it was a complete shock. She had orgasms like this before, but they had always been drug induced. Having an orgasm like this without drugs didn't seem possible. It crept across her feet, through her ankles, and up her calves. As it started to enter her thighs Nesslun told Aleaha how beautiful her eyes were. “He wants to watch,” she thought “Nesslun knows am I am about to have an orgasm and he wants to watch the spark pass through my eyes.” She didn't want him to. It was too personal.

The orgasm was at the top of her thighs, it was going to be huge. She knew the top of her head was going to blow off. Nesslun bit Aleaha on the nose. In spite of herself, she looked up to glare at him. They locked eyes and she couldn't look away. The orgasm crested, the wave of pleasure hit her, and Nesslun saw the spark pass through Aleaha's eyes. She had never felt so vulnerable, so helpless, so naked before.

Then he smiled. Somehow Bob smiled with her, not at her. It made everything alright. As the afterglow started Aleaha only wanted to lie still for awhile and to be kissed and cuddled and held. Bob wasn't done. He hadn't ejaculated. Hadn't had his orgasm. She let him continue to pump. As she lay there, Aleaha decided that her maids would have to wait at least one more day to get their hands on this man.

When the next orgasm started it was beyond belief. It started from Aleaha's toes and from her fingertips. She knew this could be done with a careful combination of sexual drugs at almost lethal doses. One half went fingertips, wrists, arms, shoulders, and upper chest. The other half went toes, feet, ankles, and calves. As the orgasm traveled down from her lower abdomen and up from her upper thighs Bob was pumping as fast as he could.

Aleaha felt that peculiar quiver that meant he was about to have his orgasm as well. She caught and held his eyes. Bob reluctantly let her. It was as if he was surprised that she was interested in looking into his eyes. If Bob had looked away Aleaha was prepared to bite his nose completely off to regain eye contact.

As her orgasm crested Aleaha could feel the force of his ejaculation deep inside her. Their eyes locked. Each of them could see the spark fly through the other's eyes. It was as if their naked souls had jumped out for a moment to fondle each other. It was magic.

Bob collapsed on top of Aleaha and she could barely breathe. That was okay, everything was wonderful. Bob pushed himself off Aleaha, smiled, and pushed her mouth open with his tongue to caress her tongue with his own. Then he started sucking on one of her nipples. Aleaha had a life where she had always gotten what she wanted, when she wanted it. Aleaha wanted to do this again. She knew it was the wrong thing to do. But she used her very best, most authoritative imperial voice. With this voice she had made grown women burst into tears. With this voice she had made seasoned fighting men turn white as a sheet. Everyone, absolutely everyone, would jump to run and do her bidding when she used this voice. Aleaha had not wanted to use it, but it came out anyway. Aleaha took a fistful of Bob’s hair and pulled his head up so his eyes were looking directly into her eyes. She said in her most imperial voice.

“Exactly how long do you need to rest before we can do that again?”

Bob smiled, kissed Aleaha on the tip of her nose and said, “You have to feed me first.”

Aleaha decided that no other woman was going to touch this man until she got off the transport at the planet Kaska. What would happen after that she wasn't sure.

“I understand there are some amazing restaurants on this star transport,” Bob said.

“I hope you don't mind. I ordered a meal to be delivered.” Aleaha disliked restaurants. At home, in her quarters in the Royal Compound, she had her own chief. His food was exquisite, but he didn't travel well. Aleaha had baskets packed with her favorite treats. Meats, cheeses, breads, pastries, wines and liquors time three. Aleaha never ate alone and almost always ate with a lover. She knew some of the foods were quite pungent and took some getting used to. She thought they were all wonderful. Her companions always ate everything in sight proclaiming how wonderful it was. Aleaha suspected that they would eat cardboard pastries filled with mud with the same gusto, proclaiming how wonderful it was. Aleaha didn't care.

This time she did. It had never occurred to Aleaha before to give her companion a say in the food selection. Bob tried almost everything. Some things he tried carefully and then ate with gusto. Some things he tried a small bite of and then set aside never to be touched again. One particular pastry, one that Aleaha dearly loved, Bob didn't even try. She admitted it looked unappealing and smelled even worse, but once in your mouth it was absolute heaven. Aleaha picked one up and broke it in half. “These are really very good,” Aleaha said as she put half in her mouth. Her smile was half a genuine response to how good the pastry tasted. The other half of her smile was a desire to have him at least try it.

Bob took it from Aleaha with a smile of his own and kissed the fingertips that had held the pastry. With a surprised smile he licked the last crumbs off her fingertips and then threw the pastry in his mouth. He took another and threw that pastry in his mouth as well. After Bob chewed and swallowed he had a strange expression on his face. He took a third pastry and handed it to Aleaha.

“Take a small bite, but don't swallow it. Keep the piece on your tongue.”

When Aleaha had done so, Bob pulled her close, used his tongue to open her mouth, then to sweep the piece of pastry into his own mouth, where he chewed and swallowed it.

“They taste much better with a little Aleaha on them,” he said with a grin.

The meal continued. They talked and laughed and tried various combinations of foods and drink. She couldn't remember the last time a meal was so much fun. During the evening Aleaha made a decision. She would have Bob thrown into the deepest, darkest, most secret dungeon in all the Empire. Of course it would be a very nice dungeon and Aleaha would visit him a lot.

◊When I had been escorted to my quarters on the luxury star transport, I was told I had one of the largest, most luxurious accommodations on the ship. I was also told that the women who were to share my rooms would arrive shortly. The cabin was huge and I was still alone when the star transport left orbit. My first thought was to go to the nearest lounge and talk some lovely young woman into coming back to my cabin. My sexual situation was very close to desperate. I hadn't had sex since well before Lindle 4.

I heard a knock at my door. When I opened it there stood this absolutely gorgeous woman wearing a tight neck to below the knees coat. To be able to meet another woman anywhere near as beautiful on this transport was very doubtful. I couldn't lose her. I was new to the Empire and I didn't know the rules. If ever there were a daughter of the Empire, this was her. She had that patrician look of unbelievable competence. She was used to being obeyed. Used to getting here own way, exactly and immediately. She was almost certainly a noble, slumming with the hero/celebrity of the day.

She wanted me. I desperately didn't want her to stop wanting me, to change her mind. Not at least until I had satisfied my body’s needs. I had an erection that threatened to rip its way out of my pants and say hello on its own. That face. I had seen that face before at the Royal Court. She was one of the women on the balcony. The ones that were completely naked out of respect for the Emperor. The ones I wasn't suppose to look at, but that I could stop looking at after I had seen them. The apology/excuse slipped out of my mouth before I could stop it. I was losing her. I had to get her into the lounge. To get a few drinks into her. I always looked better to a woman after I had gotten a few drinks into her. I found it easier to talk to a woman after I had gotten a few drinks into me.

She agreed, but I had done something wrong. She was going back to her cabin to change clothes first. She would meet me at the lounge. I could see in her face she wasn't coming back. I wanted her so badly. I took her hand and asked her to come as she was. I gave her what I hoped was my most adorable smile. I said “please.”

She couldn’t come to the lounge because the lounge was designed to have people sit and she couldn't sit while she was wearing that coat. She couldn't remove that coat in public because she was wearing nothing on underneath. She had noticed me noticing her at the Royal Court. If I hadn’t remembered her face she would have removed her coat to see if I remembered her body. If I had kept my mouth shut this unbelievably beautiful woman would be standing before me completely naked. I came very close to ripping the coat off her by brute force. I tried to stay calm.

I carefully asked her into my cabin for a drink. She said “yes.” The smile she gave me warmed me through and through. She made me promise not to do anything until she had completely removed all of my clothing. This was not a problem. Being undressed by a beautiful naked woman is a wonderful thing. The important part was, riding or being ridden, front, back, or in her mouth, my penis was going to get what it needed.

She had pulled my last piece of clothing off and I was waiting for some sort of signal that she was done and I could begin. She told me to lay back and let her do everything. Her fingers were very experienced and her lips soft and sensuous. She was moving me towards what I was certain would be a very satisfying orgasm, but it was the passionless sexual skill of a prostitute eager to satisfy your body’s needs, collect her fee, and move on to the next customer. I wanted more. I needed more.

I flipped her over. I knew that I was vulnerable to her. She was certainly strong enough to deal me a blow that would send me to the floor in agony. I knew she wouldn't do it. Her fee was to be able to tell her upper class, noble friends, how she had bedded the man who had saved the Emperor's life. If she was going to have a tale to tell, I wanted this rich bitch, whose name was Aleaha, to have a good one. I was going to get an orgasm out of her. Feel it coursing through her body. Watch it flash through her eyes. I wanted to experience that pleasure with her. Aleaha struggled against me as I used only my fingers, lips, and tongue. I felt that she had a small orgasm because Aleaha settled down more content to lay back and let me do what I wanted.

Mostly using my fingers, I knew I was starting her towards a huge orgasm. Aleaha had a look of disbelief on her face that I loved. As the orgasm built, she twisted like a woman whose mind wants to avoid something that her body really, really, wants. As the orgasm approached its peak I needed to look in Aleaha’s eyes. I told her how lovely her eyes were. In most women an almost involuntary response makes a women show them to you. Aleaha didn't. She felt the orgasm coming and she didn't want to share it with me. I bit her on the nose. She turned to glare at me. Our eyes locked. Aleaha could no more have looked away than she could have jumped off a building and stopped falling in mid air.

As the orgasm passed through Aleaha’s eyes I had never felt so much emotion in a woman. Helplessness, vulnerability, it was as if I had seen a glimpse of her naked soul. I felt honored to be with her. It was as though it had been her first time. When I had entered Aleaha I hadn't had to breakthrough a hymen. Her vagina was experienced, snug, warm, and inviting. I settled into the practiced rhythm that would eventually bring my own orgasm. She laid back, interested only in kissing, cuddling, and being held. Aleaha knew I had not relieved myself and she was willing to let me do what I needed to do to achieve that release.

I wasn't done with her yet. I wanted to see that spark again. Aleaha realized what I was doing when the second orgasm began to grow. I could feel the adrenaline in her. She was going to participate this time. Her hands and lips began to work their magic and in spite of myself my orgasm began to build much faster than I had intended. I tried to hurry Aleaha’s orgasm along. She caught and held my eyes. I couldn't have looked away if I had wanted to. Aleaha’s orgasm crested, I could hold mine no longer. I caught and held the spark in Aleaha’s eyes; Aleaha caught and held the spark in mine.

Such a thing had never happened to me before, though god knows my tutors and I had tried. To tune such things so perfectly was a rare gift. I had never felt so close to a woman, so joined to a woman. I collapsed on top of Aleaha. My skin touching hers head to toe, feeling Aleaha’s breath on my skin. I felt Aleaha’s heart beating against mine. I could have laid there forever. Still a man knows his duty. This woman needed to be kissed and cuddled, not to mention be able to breathe.

I pushed myself up and started in. I was sucking on one of her nipples when Aleaha grabbed a handful of my hair and pulled my head up so that my eyes were level with hers. In an incredibly regal tone she asked “Exactly how long do you need to rest before we can do that again?” I smiled, kissed the end of her nose and said “you have to feed me first”

Just for a moment she looked at me as though she had been slapped. Then she looked in my eyes and realized I wasn’t being disrespectful, I was just hungry. Aleaha smiled. “I think we can handle that,” she said.

Aleaha was by far the most amazing woman I had ever made love to. I really like women. I like the way they look. I like the way they smell. I like the way they feel. I love to watch them remove their clothes. I love to help them remove their clothes. I have no problem expressing the pleasure that a women is giving me. When I would give a woman an orgasm and see that orgasm flash through her eyes, it would give me as much pleasure as my own orgasm would give me.

Aleaha was as beautiful as any women I had ever met. A very pleasant face, long well cared for hair, large perfectly formed breasts, a magnificently toned almost muscular physique. Physically, Aleaha was the most ideal lover you could ever find

Before I boarded the star transport I was given a presentation on all the wonderful amenities it provided. The luxury star transport had the finest restaurants, incredibly inviting lounges with the most unbelievably talented bar tenders, areas for dancing, listening to concerts, theaters featuring the finest entertainers from all the three spheres.

By far the best show was going on in my cabin with the participants the only audience. We ate all our meals in my cabin. Aleaha slept with me in my cabin and when she occasionally went back to her own cabin, she arranged for me to have a personal trainer [always a man] to help me learn exercises to make me more limber. I knew Aleaha had maids in her cabin because when she had something delivered to my cabin, as Aleaha turned; a very pretty head would peak around her to get a look at me before the door closed.

Our days were mostly spent making love, but there was more. I was constantly trying new foods. Foods I had never heard of, some of which were quite good. We even found a few foods from my home planet Cocuru that Aleaha had never tried. We listened to songs that Aleaha liked, songs that I liked, and even found a few songs we both liked. We danced, we laughed, we made love.

Every night we slept together naked like two spoons with my arms around Aleaha. Softly talking to each other before sleep came, Aleaha would tell me about places she had gone, people she had met, the endless round of parties, and balls, and formal events of which her life was made. I told Aleaha about the places I had gone, the people I had met, and the creatures I had done battle with. Eventually I would realize I was talking to a woman who was asleep. I would let myself fall asleep to the rhythm of her breathing, thinking I was living in a dream. I felt that we were two pieces of a puzzle that fit together perfectly. Aleaha made me whole when I had never before known I was incomplete. For the first time in my life I had fallen in love.

I never wondered why I could never take Aleaha out of the cabin. Never take her to a restaurant or a theater or out to dance. For a noble woman to take a commoner to her bed was accepted. To be seen with him in public, that just didn't happen.

I cherished my days with Aleaha. I knew they would end all too soon. Eventually we had tried every sexual position I ever heard about or could think up. Sex became a hunt for a bigger, better orgasm. Over the years I had developed a respectable repertoire of sexual tricks and techniques. I tried to start out on the low end and slowly work my way up to the better ones leaving the very best for last. Eventually the day came when I used my last one, the very best. It went well. Aleaha had a huge, groggy smile on her face.

“You almost blew my head off with that one,” she told me. “Every time we do this I think the orgasms can't get any better, and the next time you do something different and the orgasm is better. Next time you won't be able to. You'll never top this one.”

I looked at Aleaha condescendingly, but she was right. I had used every trick I knew. There was nothing left to try. “I don't care what you do you'll never top this one,” she said. Aleaha was baiting me. I had always been able to ratchet up the orgasms a notch or two each time. This time I had no clue what to do next. Then I remembered something the older women who tutored me had done to me and had encouraged me to do to them.

Older women, the oldest had been 19. How the years change your perspective. I had never used it on a woman without her permission, but I was told it was at its very best when a woman doesn't know that it is coming.

“The next step is a little involved,” I told her.

“Do whatever you want; you'll never top this one,” she told me.

“When I give you an orgasm that tops this one, I want you to do something special,” I told her.

“If you top this one I'll do absolutely anything you want me to do,” she replied. The look in her eyes told me that she was ready for some heavy duty kissing and cuddling. I was happy to oblige.

That night lying in bed with Aleaha, I thought about what I would need to do. I needed rope and spring clamps for this one. I knew she would be happy when I was done. I hoped she would be happy when I was done. The women who tutored me seemed to enjoy it a great deal. I enjoyed it when they had used the male version on me.

We were only two days away from her destination. I couldn't imagine not having Aleaha by my side. Noble women occasionally would marry wealthy men who hadn't any noble blood. The trip on the luxury transport was totally paid for by the Imperial Treasury. It didn't cost me anything. Even so I had managed to access the price of the voyage. This upper crust vacation cost easily the value of my estate on Cocuru. My commendation gave me limited access to the Imperial Treasury, but I would need to have a great deal more money to satisfy a noble woman’s family. The Emperor had said ask me anything and if I can grant it I will. Could I exchange that anything into enough of an estate that a noble woman's family might look at me favorably as a son-in-law? I know that Aleaha loves me. I can feel it in her touch, see it in her eyes, but I know she would need her family's permission to marry me. I folded up that hope, put it in a box and closed the lid.

After Aleaha left the transport at the planet Kaska I would continue on to the planet Market to check in and get my physical evaluation. Then I would take the next available courier ship back to the Empire to see the Emperor. After that I would ask Aleaha to let me put her first in my heart and we would see what we would see. In the meantime I really wanted to blow Aleaha's head off sexually. Give her something to remember me by.

It was a somber breakfast. Aleaha would leave the star transport tomorrow at Kaska and I would continue on to Market. We had not talked about what we would do afterward. Did Aleaha want me to come back to the Empire to see her again? Would Aleaha come to my estate on Cocuru to see me, would we meet somewhere between our two worlds? I think neither of us could come to grips with not having the other one there. I had to concentrate on the task at hand. The procedure went better when performed on the recipient’s home ground.

“Aleaha, I was wondering if we could spend one day in your cabin.”

“It'll be pretty crowded. I have quite a few maids,” Aleaha said.

“Let them spend the day in my cabin,” I replied.

Aleaha sent for her maids. When I opened the door I felt overwhelmed by a small ocean of the most beautiful women I had ever seen. As her maids went past they went out of their way to rub against me. They went past as a group, turned and looked back at us. Aleaha looked resigned.

“I could have them all strip naked for you. They'd be happy to do it,” she said.

I could see from their eyes that the maids would be happy to do it. The mental picture of them standing there naked and of me removing my clothes to wallow in all that beauty swept into my mind. I swept that picture out by thinking about giving Aleaha the best orgasm she had ever had. “Thank you. I would love to another time, but Aleaha and I have to go.”

Aleaha asked me about the rope and the spring clamps I was carrying. Trying to look guileless, I told her I was going to build something....something she would enjoy. The ornaments in the ceiling of her quarters looked sturdy and deeply set. I threw one end of the rope through one side and one end of the rope through the other. Then I attached the ends to door handles on either side of the room.

“I need your help Aleaha. Stand right there with your arms outstretched.”

I put a small pile of rope on one hand and ran the rope behind Aleaha. Then I put another pile of rope on the other hand. I took some of the rope from each hand and twirled it several times around each of her wrists. I pulled the rope tight and hitched the rope again on the door handles.

“Bob I'm caught.”

I ignored her. I twirled the rope around each ankle and again pulled the rope taught. Aleaha was off the floor except for the balls of her feet. She was pulled in a taught X shape.

“Bob get me out of this it hurts.”

I pulled down her slacks and gave Aleaha's naked butt a hard slap. She gave me a look of absolute disbelief. I ripped the rest of Aleaha's clothes off. I had so much adrenaline pumping that I tore through them like they were made of tissue paper.

“Bob you don't have to do that. When have I ever objected to you taking off my clothes?”

“You need to be naked and to take your clothes off without ripping them I would have to untie you and I am not untying you until we're done. Now shut up!”

I slapped her on the butt, hard as I could this time.

“Bob, that really hurt.”

I hitched the rope again pulling her even tighter. Then, a smile on my face, I moved in close as if to kiss her. I bit Aleaha on her upper lip...hard...leaving teeth marks, but not drawing blood.

“Bob, have you gone insane?”

“Shut up!”

I slapped her butt twice; they were beginning to turn a nice cherry red. Aleaha started to say something and I raised my hand to strike her. She snapped her mouth shut with a plop. I hitched her tighter. I got the spring clamps out and one by one attached them to Aleaha's vagina. The pain must have been excruciating. Her whole body was quivering with the pain. In a low, soft, calm voice Aleaha said my name. “Bob, when you got the Emperor out of Lindle 4 you prevented a war that would have cost billions of lives. If you need to take my life now you are welcome to it.”

Aleaha's eyes were brimming with tears. I couldn't help but grin. “This isn't about hurting you, it's about sexual pleasure.”

“Sexual pleasure?” Aleaha said as she looked at me with horror.

“Pleasure and pain are two horns on the same goat. Sometimes you have to be gored by one horn to really enjoy the other,” I told her.

“If this is about sex, I am asking you to let me go. It's not worth it!”

“Do you remember the last time we had sex. You said it couldn't possibly get any better. This is better.”

“I want you to let me go!”

“Do you remember that you gave me permission to do whatever I needed to do? At that point you lost the right to say no.”

Aleaha's eyes were brimming with tears again.

“Aleaha, you are the most beautiful woman I have ever known, the sexiest, the most interesting. I would not do anything to damage our relationship. When we are done you will see the pleasure was more than worth the pain. Trust me.”

In a very small voice Aleaha said, “Okay.”

I took the last two spring clamps, opened them full width and let them snap shut, first on one nipple, then on the other. Aleaha's eyes widened with the pain, but she said nothing.

“Now if you will excuse me, I have to go to the lounge to get us an audience.”

“Bob no…! Bob no!...please Bob no!...you can't!...” Aleaha heard the door open...”Bob NOOOOO…!” She heard the door shut. Aleaha began sobbing, huge racking sobs that shook her whole body.

A few minutes later I walked around the corner where Aleaha could see me again.

“I was just kidding about the audience,” I told her.

The sobbing was replaced by anger. More anger than I would have dreamed Aleaha was capable of. Aleaha's muscles strained against the ropes. I hoped the ceiling fixtures and the door handles were as solid as they looked.

“You dirty rotten son of a bitch...!You slimy, shit brained piece of garbage...!”

Good, Aleaha was ready for me to start the fun part.

When I was done we were both covered in a thick layer of sweat. I loosened the rope and Aleaha hung there letting the rope hold her full body weight. She hung there, head down, hair covering her face. “Aleaha,” I said softly.

“Bob, if you see the top of my head down there, will you please pick it up and put it back on top of my head.”

I removed the clamps from her nipples. The ones on her vagina had been removed earlier at appropriate times. “Aleaha, are you all right?”

Still not looking up, but with some energy Aleaha said, “I want you to do this to every one of my sisters and I want to watch.”

I lifted Aleaha's head, pushed the hair out of her face and kissed her gently. She returned my kiss with passion and we kissed for some time.

“Would you have wanted one of your sisters to watch while I did it to you?” I asked her.

“Yes, if that was the only way you would do it to me again,” Aleaha said with conviction.

I removed the rope, staying close in case she lost her balance. Aleaha didn't. She stood quite solidly rubbing her wrists. The expression on her face was mixed.

“Am I still one of your favorite guys?” I asked her.

“Depends, can I tie you up next time?” Aleaha replied.

“Yes,” I said immediately. “What are you going to do?”

“You'll find out when you are securely tied up and can't do anything about it.”

I moved closer and Aleaha's arms welcomed me. We held each other for a long time. I picked Aleaha up and carried her into the shower. I took my time soaping her up. Aleaha had some new bruises, but nothing that would require a doctor's attention. After I washed off the soap, Aleaha soaped me up and showered me off. I had some new bruises too. I continually underestimated how strong Aleaha truly was. Then Aleaha went into another room to dress. She didn't like me to watch her dress and comb her hair. I hurriedly dressed so I could be ready to watch when she came out. Aleaha looked wonderful. She returned my smile of appreciation and then she looked at me playfully. “Let's order some dinner and then get really drunk.”

“I want to take you dancing in one of the lounges and I want you to wear that dress I showed you.”

“The store is closed. By the time we have the store opened and the dress sized it will be tomorrow,” Aleaha told me.

“I had one of your maids buy the dress and leave it in the outer room,” I replied.

“Which maid?” Aleaha's words conjured up visions of the poor girl losing her head.

“I want to show you off. I want every man in the place to see you and wish he were me holding you in his arms. It's our last night before Kaska.”

“Bob, that dress shows a lot of skin.”

”This from miss, I stand before the Emperor and the entire world completely naked.”

“That's different and you know it. I'll try the dress on.”

I jumped up and opened the door and closed it behind me. I had just picked up the dress when the outer door crashed open and three creatures moved in the room. They looked like a cross between a praying mantis and a man. Man sized, but unbelievably thin, they moved with a fluid like motion of seemingly impossible speed. The lead creature looked at me contemptuously.

“You two kill him. I will harvest the girl’s head.” He opened the door and shut it behind him.

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