Note: This story was dynamically reformatted for online reading convenience. This is a special collection of the two Voyager Uncensored Episodes (9 parts in total) that was originally posted to alt.sex.fetish.startrek in the spring of 95. This file includes all 9 parts, including the lost ending to the 1st episode! ENJOY! Please note that PussyWillow wrote episode one (parts 1-4) and Scatwoman wrote episode two (parts 1-5). Please respond to the appropriate author when you send in your replies. Don't read this if you don't like sex. Don't read this if you're under 18. Don't read this if you don't like something that you think is 'demeaning to women' and don't read this if women on women disgust you. The rest is up to you. I happen to be a woman and don't think sex is demeaning to us in any way. The choice to read is up to you. I would appreciate any comments or story ideas for later stories. Feel free to contact me through the anon service. I would especially like to hear what women think of the story and ask their story ideas for further adventures. Pussy Willow ////////////////////////////////////// Voyager: Mommy? Part 1: Janeway stared out of the portal in her ready room. Its been weeks since she saw her husband and she missed him. She thought of how he used to touch her, how he used to cry out in pain when she sent the whip cracking across his hot little ass. She remembered the lines the ropes would make when it intersected with his pale skin. She raised a hand up to touch a breast through her uniform. The nipple was already hard and her touch sent shivers through her body. Now all the men she had sex with ran through her mind as she got even more heated up. The admiral she had sex with for a week to get the captaincy popped into her head as she unbuttoned her uniform and let it fall to the floor. Her breasts jutted proudly forward and she traced a nipple with her left hand. She moaned low as the sensations came in through the memories. She sucked on a finger of her right hand, pretending it was a cock as she pinched the nipple with her left. She moaned more, louder, and arched her back. She ripped off her bra and the rest of her clothes and left them in a pile on the floor. She threw everything off her desk as she ripped off her panties. Her nipples cried out for more as she climbed on the desk. Her pussy, which she had been ignoring, teasing herself, became more demanding. One hand pinched the nipple as the other made its way slowly down her body to patch of red hair above her lips. She raised her legs above the desk and moaned, bringing her knees upright. She gently stroked the outer lips, avoiding her clit. She brought up her neck, a look almost of pain on her face, and bit her lip, to watch her hand stroking herself, wishing someone could be there to watch her. The door chimed but she didn't hear it. She moaned louder as she slipped a finger into her wet pussy, pretending it was a dick. She moaned louder. a quick 'yes' and the door slid open. She wasn't even paying attention. Instead, she slipped another finger into her wet pussy and began fucking herself long and deep. Each stroke sent a wave of pleasure through her body. Tuvok stood in the doorway. He watched her with the disinterested curiosity of a Vulcan. She had a nice body, but it would be four years before the mating ritual was to begin. He could call upon his powers and arouse himself, but he had pressing, urgent business. Janeway's moans were louder now and she jerked her body in rhythm with the three fingers now imbedded deep in her pussy. They were loud enough to attract the ears of Paris from the bridge. He looked in the room from his seat and got very aroused. From where he sat he could see the captain's wet, wide open pussy exposed for his view. He watched as three fingers pushed in and out of her cunt. She was dripping down her leg and it pooled a little on the desk near her ass. Tuvok cleared his throat and Janeway snapped her head to him. She looked at him intensely but did not stop fucking herself. In fact, she quickened the pace her fingers made in her pussy. She was about to have an orgasm - she was on the edge. But she saw Paris watching from the bridge and did not want to cum in front of him. She wouldn't give him the satisfaction of seeing her have an orgasm. She sighed deeply and pulled the fingers out of her pussy. She beat her hand against the desk, but pushed her feet over the side anyway. With a quick motion she was standing on the floor. "Close that door, Tuvok," she snapped and sat in the chair. "What do you want?" Paris looked pissed as the door slid closed, cutting him off from the view. Janeway's breasts looked even better sitting down. Her nipples were still hard and her pussy still needed some relief. "We are passing through a region of space that is giving some strange readings to the computers." "That happens every week, Tuvok. What's new?" Janeway asked. A hand idly touched the nipple of her breast. Tuvok slowly raised an eyebrow as he looked at the breast. "The holo-doctor thinks it may have a strange effect on what he called the ship's 'libido'. Curious: what does that word mean?" "Its from an old twentieth century psychologist, Doctor Freud. I can't believe they never taught that at the Vulcan Science Academy. It means loosely, how much sex people want." Tuvok raised another eyebrow and Janeway smiled as she realized."Of course. The rambling of a hundreds of years old drug addict would have no affect on a planet of Vulcans. Anything else, Tuvok?" "Yes there was one more thing, Captain." "Well, out with it already. I have... um... pressing business to attend to with... uh.. Kes. Yes, Kes I think." She smiled and thought of the beautiful little blond girl who was only a year old. Even though she had the body of a full grown woman. She had probably never been with another woman before. There were lots of things she could teach her. Her pussy responded to the mental images before she knew she was even thinking them. Perhaps there was something to this 'bizarre region of space' thing, she thought. It could get interesting. "Well, Captain, I... uh... I miss my mommy still." "Tuvok, we went over this in the first episode, remember? I said I'd get you all back home. What more do you want from me?" She was pissed at him for interrupting her beautiful fantasies of Kes. She noticed Tuvok was staring intently at her breast. The nipple hardened a little more in response to what they both were thinking. "Oh, okay. Come over here and kneel on the ground." Tuvok did so and stared hungrily at her breast. "I don't know Captain. It must be this new area of space, because I am definitely feeling something strange." "Just shut up and suck, Tuvok," Janeway said. She was getting impatient. But she moaned deeply as he took the nipple between his lips and began sucking. She felt sensations she hadn't felt in some time coursing through her body. She would definitely pay a visit to Kes before the day was over. And something more too. She decided she would run a holographic representation of Freud and talk to him. Maybe he could give some valuable insight as to what was going on. Kes was waiting for Neelix in the lounge when Janeway came in. She noticed there was something about the Captain. Her breasts were usually nice, but today they looked even better. Hot looking, hard little nipples poked through her uniform front. Her hair was messed and sweaty but still the whole package looked great to Kes. Kes was a mass of conflicting emotions. She had never really been attracted to another woman, but the Captain today changed all that. Janeway came directly at her and put a hand right on her hot little ass. It rubbed her leg just below the hemline of her little skirt. For some reason, Kes had not worn any underwear and she felt the cold draft on her butt, making it tingle. She looked deeply into Janeway's eyes and arched her back a little. This was the sign Janeway wanted and moved in to kiss her deeply. They stayed like that a moment, their lips meeting passionately. Kes' body responded to Janeway as she pressed against her. Janeway raised the skirt a little and Kes gasped into her mouth, knowing that everyone in the lounge was getting a great show. Janeway liked that and raised the front of her skirt too. Her blond haired pussy came into view and people around the room started mumbling to themselves. The men's eyes were fixated on that hot little blonde. "Come, on," Janeway said, after breaking the kiss and pulled the Ocampa with her by the skirt front. Ocampa just nodded and swallowed hard. "What about.... what about... Neelix," Kes said as she followed Janeway into the hall. "Well, I wont be able to stand him there, but we can make a video for him if you want." "Yes," Kes said passionately. Janeway stopped and pushed her against the wall. She ran a hand over Kes' body as Kes closed her eyes. Janeway reached under Kes' skirt and felt her pussy. "You're really hot, aren't you? You love this, huh? Say it," Janeway demanded as she inserted a finger. Kes moaned and bucked against Janeway's finger as it penetrated her. Even her pointed ears tingled. "Yes, I love it," she said loudly. Janeway responded by putting another finger inside her. "Oh, god," Kes screamed. "Don't stop! I'm going to cum already! God, I can't believe it would be this good." "No you're not," Janeway said and quickly pulled the fingers out of her pussy. "You'll cum when I tell you to." Kes moaned in frustration and fell back heavily against the wall. She closed her eyes and thought for a moment about fingering herself down there. But she had never done it in front of anyone, and didn't think she could. Especially not for another woman. Janeway opened Kes' blouse and let her breasts hang out. "From now on, we'll walk like this. You're breasts are here for everyone to see." She pinched one nipple and pulled Kes along by it. "Come on." Kes moaned and followed her. Afraid that someone would see her but turned on as hell. She would have let Janeway do anything to her at that moment, anything. She was humiliated by being led around like some bitch, by the nipple. The humiliation was added to by the fact that her pussy was dripping all down her leg. They made it back to Janeway's quarters. Only a dozen or so men had seen them, had seen Kes being led around by the nipple, had seen how turned on she had been by it all. She was bent over Janeway's bed, her head resting on it and her knees on the floor next to it. Her legs were spread wide apart and her pussy was wide open for Janeway to inspect. Her clit was swollen and sensitive. Every time Janeway stroked her pussy, it brought her almost to the edge of an orgasm. Every time, though, Janeway had stopped just before she could have one. Janeway stood behind her, completely naked too. In one hand she held a holo-camera and aimed it at Kes' hot little cunt. "I want you to rub yourself," she told Kes. Kes closed her eyes and tensed up. From behind, Janeway could see her ass clenching shut. She was afraid. Janeway reached over and brought her hand down on Kes's ass. She flinched in pain and bucked against the bed. "You're pussy gives you away, Kes. I can see you like it. Now do it." Kes reached behind her, between her legs, and brought her hand to her pussy lips. The first stroke almost sent her over the edge. Janeway saw this and stopped her by slapping her on the ass again. "If you cum and I don't give you permission, I'll take you back to the lounge, put you over my knee and give you a spanking you won't forget. Neither will anyone else who will be there. I may even call Paris down to watch." She rubbed harder now. God help her, she liked it. She loved being made to do things, naughty things. She started bucking again, this time in pleasure. But she forced herself to slow down. She didn't want Paris to see her spanked by another woman. "With your other hand," Janeway said. "Spank yourself." Kes sighed, but her pussy leaked even more. She brought her hand up in the air than down hard on her own ass. The conflicting sensations of pain and pleasure sent her over the edge and she began bucking against the bed. She forced in four fingers into her pussy and fucked herself while she spanked herself quicker and harder than she had been. She screamed as the orgasm ripped through her and fell backwards over the bed, her fingers still pistoning in and out of her cunt. She was totally embarrassed by it all and remembered the camera was on and caught the whole thing. "Come on," Janeway said. She sounded angry. "Get up." She pulled Kes to her feet by her hair and pressed the door open. As she guided Kes to the door, she grabbed a robe for herself. She left Kes naked as they entered the hall. Janeway put the robe on and activated her comm badge. "Lt. Paris, please report to the lounge." Kes closed her eyes and tensed as she wondered what would happen. Continued in Part 2......... Voyager: S-Space Part Two (Ff, dom) By: Pussy Willow Once again, don't read this if you think sex of any kind will offend you. Not everything is in here, at least not yet, but a lot of different stuff is. On the off chance that you may get offended, hit q now and be done with it. And of course if you're not 18, hit q. You might be corrupted. Well, if you're reading this you're already corrupt, but its the law. I realize there's a lot of woman/woman in this story. I promise I'll get around to some more 'normal' stuff. But there's this woman in my history class that I can't get out of my mind...... Marlin is based a little on her and a little on me. She looks like her and thinks like me. There's also a man in my Chemistry class, so I'll get around to putting him in too. He may not like the way it is done though, if I ever let him read it. -Pussy Willow (As always, comments of any sort are welcome. Even if they say how lousy something is.) *&*&*&*&*&*&*&*&*&*&*&*&*&*&*&*&*&*&*&* Part Two: The lounge on the Voyager was not too crowded. It was between crew rotations so a lot of people were busy getting their shit together before they began their 'day'. There were about eight or nine people in various states of relaxation. Paris was already there, sipping on synthahol. His mind kept playing over and over again the scene with Janeway on her desk, completely naked, with her pussy dripping. He memorized every exquisite movement of her fingers, every blur of her hand, every jut of her back to meet a thrust in her pussy. It was all there in the sweeping expanse of his mind. It was quite a shock to him when Janeway entered the lounge, fully clothed to his disappointment. He was so embroiled in his memories of that masturbation show that it took him a moment to realize Kes was tailing behind her, her face and even her pointed ears red with shame. *She* was naked. And Paris could tell, hell it didn't take a genius, that she was very aroused. Her nipples jutted magnificently, rock hard and twitching. Her ass was still a little red and Paris' mind worked overtime thinking up an explanation for that. Kes stared at the floor and wouldn't look anyone in the eye. She was very embarrassed, not so much because she was nude and humiliated but because she was liking every moment of it. Somehow that was more embarrassing than the situation itself. She had two orgasms on the way down just wondering what would happen. Janeway nodded to Paris and motioned for him to join her. By this time everyone in the lounge had noticed Kes. "If anyone would like a closer look," Janeway said. "Feel free to gather around my table." She leaned closer to Paris, but Kes could still hear. "I have a holo-picture for you," she whispered and Kes gasped. Would she really let Paris watch it? Janeway sat down quickly and grabbed Kes over her knee. Some of the others, both male and female, gathered around them. Kes was thankful her face was hidden, but her ass and pussy were there for everyone to see. "I'm going to spank you, Kes," Janeway said. "And I want everyone here to see and hear. Each one that I do, you will count out. Either that, or we'll start over. Understand?" Kes swallowed hard and tried not to tremble, but she did. The people around laughed a little and it make her squirm with shame. Janeway's hand slammed down on her cheek, leaving a little mark and making Kes squeal. "Understand?" "Yes," Kes answered quickly. This brought some more laughter from the small crowd. Janeway worked a finger into her tight pussy and this made Kes moan with pleasure. The people began mumbling among themselves. "You're all wet, Kes. You like this don't you? You like when I do this to you?" "Yes," she whispered. "Louder," Janeway said and punctuated it with a slap. "Yes," Kes replied. "Yes I like it." She almost had an orgasm right then, knowing everyone was watching her. Her pussy clenched around Janeway's finger and so she knew. "You little slut," Janeway whispered and she felt Kes' pussy clutch again. She chose then to quickly slap her cheek. Kes nearly cried out but bit her lip. "I didn't hear anything, Kes. We'll start over." Kes moaned but when Janeway slapped again, she counted out. The people around were really enjoying the show. Some had moved to the back to see Kes's pussy and ass as it squirmed in Janeway's lap. Others bent lower to see her face. Every slap brought another moan from Kes and a number and also a giggle or a gasp from the crowd. Each shot sent a tingle through Kes and almost set her off. She didn't want to come in front of all those people, and particularly not in front of Paris. So each time she held back but each time it got harder to do so. Paris sat directly across from them both and watched with fascination. He caught Janeway's eye and smiled. Janeway said, "Kes, pick up your head and look at Paris while I spank you." Kes sighed but she was now almost conditioned to comply with whatever Janeway asked. She blushed even deeper but picked her head up. Paris looked at her with a smirk that said he was enjoying her humiliation. For some reason Kes tensed while waiting for the next slap. She knew what would happen, perhaps. But when it came she could not hold back. The orgasm started small and worked into the biggest, and in this sense worst, orgasm she had ever had. All the while she did not, could not, take her eyes from Paris. She bucked and heaved on Janeway's lap, her pussy fucking thin air up and down. She started screaming and finally passed out. Torres paced the bridge. The captain was gone. Someone had shut off the comm system to the lounge, where the computer said she probably was, and locked the door. Her badge was in Kes' room but there was no one there. So, they were all in the lounge, the Captain, Kes, Paris and a few others. None of them were responding to her hails. To make matters worse she was getting urges. Her human side wanted someone to cuddle with, and her Klingon side wanted, well, that was best kept out of mind. She found herself glancing over at the nurse who was on the bridge. She was a short, black haired girl with saucer eyes. Her black hair was done up in a pony tail, exactly the way Torres liked it in a human female. She wore a little mini skirt, since she was off duty and there were no regulations. She was Harry Kim's girlfriend, Torres knew. She also knew that she never gave Kim any. Paris was forever busting him about it. Marlin, her name was, B'Elanna Torres remembered. Marlin shifted uncomfortably in her little chair. She didn't know what possessed her, she was usually conservative, to wear a skirt that barely covered her thighs. She also shocked herself by not wearing any underwear. Now she was acutely aware of everyone's attention in Harry's absence. Once she had swiveled her chair so that it had faced Tuvok, who stood deep inside his thoughts, near the turbolift door. Unconsciously it seemed, she had parted her legs and had pretended to stretch. Tuvok hardly moved, and she supposed that's why she did it, but she did see him slightly raise an eyebrow. She knew it was a sight: she kept her pussy neatly trimmed, but a Vulcan could not fully appreciate it. She had quickly turned away and re-crossed her legs. She was still blushing slightly from the embarrassment, fifteen minutes later. Now she was aware of Torres looking at her. Every once in a while she would catch her looking from the corner of her eye. Torres acted like a school boy and kept trying to look up her skirt. Marlin though the only way she would stop it would be to let her see. Even as she contemplated it, her pussy warmed in excitement. She had never thought of another woman before, but those ridges on Torres' head looked like fun. So she did the same thing she had done with Tuvok, but this time parted them even more. Torres caught sight of it, looked directly up her dress, and licked her Klingon lips sensuously. Marlin knew her pussy was on full display, along with her obvious excitement. She did not re-cross her legs, though. Unconsciously again, her hand rubbed at her neck and she closed her eyes. When she opened them again, Torres was right beside her. She felt her heavy breathing on her neck. "Come with me," she told Marlin. Her voice was deep and throaty, almost masculine. One of Torres' hands gently caressed Marlin's neck and she moaned. Suddenly, she felt a hand on her thigh, just below the skirt. Torres was moving it up slowly, caressing as she went. Marlin spread her legs a little more and this was the sign Torres was waiting for. She moved her hand all the way up and brushed against Marlin's clit. It sent a shiver through her and she moaned louder. "Not here," she whispered, but was willing to not put up a fight. "Come," Torres said and led her to the Captain's waiting room. As they entered the room, Torres said, "If Kim gets here, send him directly inside." The door closed silently just as Torres leaned over and, one hand still up Marlin's skirt, she kissed her deeply. She felt a thrill herself when Marlin's tongue made contact with her own. Continued in Part Three...... Pussy Willow Voyager: S-Space, Part Three By Pussy Willow This one gets a little more complicated and a little dirtier. If you don't like strong females, sometimes dominating other women, sometimes men, get out now. Likewise if you're not 18 or if you are sexually immature. Read on and enjoy.... &*&*&*&*&*&*&*&*&*&*&*&*&&*&*&* Voyager: S-Space, Part Three Harry Kim pushed the button that would open the door to the Captain's ready room. Tuvok, who seemed amused for a change, told him his girlfriend was in there with Torres. Harry heard someone chuckle but thought nothing of it. When the door opened, he immediately heard a buzzing sound fill the air. He gasped as he looked inside the room. Marlin was on the Captain's desk, completely naked, her long black hair let out of its pony tail. She was on her knees with her legs spread wide and a vibrating cock shoved deep in her pussy. She was moaning and bucking against the thing inside her. Torres sat back and watched her fuck herself with the vibrator, holding a holo picture. "Put a finger in your ass," Torres said. And Marlin immediately complied. She bucked even more as her finger wound its way in. She pushed the cock even harder into her pussy and started babbling incoherently. Torres finally say Harry. "Kim," she said. "Take off your clothes and get on the desk with her." Harry paused - for about a moment. He had always fantasized about Torres, ever since the first episode. There was something about that Klingon head.... He was naked in a moment and sat on the desk. Torres came over, placing the holo maker on the chair, and looked at Kim's cock. It was about seven inches long and thick. She had heard that Chakotay's was longer, but never experienced it first hand. She reached out and took Kim's cock in her hand. It came alive instantly and began getting hard. She smiled as Kim blushed. Marlin moaned again as another wave of pleasure went through her. She was building to a great orgasm. When Harry was rock hard, Torres spread her hand in Marlin's pussy, gathering up some lubrication. She spread it over Harry's penis and began stroking slowly on his shaft. Harry moaned and closed his eyes. Torres stopped and said, "Fuck her in the ass." Marlin gasped and moaned even louder. She shoved the dildo even deeper and almost came. Kim moved into place quickly and pushed his cock head against her tight little asshole. He grunted as he pushed his cock in deeper. Marlin cried, partly in pain and partly in pleasure. Kim could feel the vibrator on his cock as he plowed deeper into Marlin. She bucked under him and pushed her ass back against his thrust. "That's it," Torres said. "Tell him how much you want it. I love to watch a woman get fucked in the ass. And...." She trailed off as she thought. Marlin was coming and she bucked even more under Kim. The vibrator she buried deep into her cunt and began shaking all over. She screamed as the orgasm ripped through her. "Come in my ass!" she yelled. Torres slapped Kim on the ass and pulled him out. Marlin fell on the desk as Kim sighed in frustration. "I want you to lay on the desk, Kim. On your back. Marlin, I want you to lay like that too, facing him, with your feet touching together. Kim did as he was told. His prick jutted straight into the air, purple from pleasure. His balls hung heavily under it and Torres gripped these tightly as Marlin moved into position. Kim moaned. "Will you listen to everything I tell you to do?" Torres asked. Kim nodded. Torres reached into the captain's desk and pulled something out. It was big and long and Kim swallowed hard when he saw it had two heads. It was a big double-headed dildo. Marlin almost came again just looking at it and knowing what Torres had in mind. "Oh, yes," Marlin said. "I want to fuck him in the ass while he jerks off and you watch!" Kim closed his eyes and wondered what he had gotten himself into. But his cock gave him away. It jumped when Marlin said it, and she saw it. They both did. He blushed deeply from the situation. He was at the mercy of two women. "I think he likes the idea," Torres said. Harry exhaled deeply. "Wait, I want to get this all on tape," Torres said excitedly. With the holo-creator in place, Torres lubed up the dildo with a packet she had found in the desk. Harry's cock had gotten bigger as he watched her do it. Marlin was rubbing her pussy and thinking about fucking Harry. Torres placed one end against Marlin's pussy opening. She moaned as it slipped inside. "Hold it there," Torres told Marlin. "We want it to get inside Harry too." The other end she aimed at Harry's hairy little opening. He grunted as he felt the tip push its way in. Marlin sat up and watched as the tip disappeared inside her boyfriend's ass. "Make him jerk off," she said. Torres simply looked at him, no threats were necessary, and he wrapped his hand around his cock. Resigned to his fate, he slowly began stroking himself as he felt the plastic cock slowly make its way into his ass. He was groaning a little and made himself stop. He didn't want to look like he was liking it and especial didn't want to give them the satisfaction. But he knew he was doomed. Marlin came again watching him stroke himself as he got fucked in the ass by Torres. When the dildo was almost all the way in Harry, and Marlin and him were close together, Torres picked up the holo-creator and stepped back. Marlin took her cue and pushed hard on the dildo, it slipped a little deeper into Harry and he moaned in pleasure. She had another orgasm just from hearing him like it. He jerked quicker on his cock and it jerked in his hand. A little pre-cum gushed form the tip. After a few moments Harry began meeting Marlin's thrusts and even began thrusting back. Soon they were dueling with the dildo between them until Harry finally jerked even quicker and his cock erupted with a flow of cum that looked like it would never stop coming out. Torres got it all on tape as it sprayed across Harry's shoulders and face, covering him in his own cum. By that time he was squirming and bouncing on the dildo. Marlin had another orgasm. "I got your own facial on tape, Harry," Torres said. She reached down and pushed a little cum into Harry's mouth. She kept his mouth closed until he was forced to swallow. He was humiliated and embarrassed but his cock was still hard. Marlin took the dildo out of her pussy but left it in Harry's ass. She bent down to get a closer look. When she did so, she pushed the dildo in and out of Harry's ass, fucking him. He moaned and almost cried. The dildo was slipping in and out of his ass effortlessly. "Looks like we aren't done yet," Torres said. To be continued in Part 4.... Well, there is sex again in this one too. You can expect to find sex in anything you see here. That's the way it is. DON'T GO ON HERE if you don't like sex or don't like reading about it (maybe because you don't get any -whatever). Also, if you're under 18, don't read this. I know this subtle message here will stop you. As always, read and enjoy. And comments are welcome, no matter how bad they are. Comment are welcome on the series in general too. Let us know if you like reading it so we are inclined to make more. Pussy Willow *&*&*&*&*&*&*&*&*&*&*&*&*&*&*&*&*&*&* Voyager : S-Space Part Four Janeway was exhausted. In the past few hours she had had more sex than the entire time since their mission began. The rest of crew, she knew, was acting similarly. The halls deserting look attested to this. She had reports from all over the ship about sexual hijinks. Everywhere she had gone, men and women looked at her with sexual excitement evident in their eyes. Almost no one was in uniform anymore and even she wore a small miniskirt that barely covered her pussy. Which was not covered by anything like underwear. Everywhere people looked openly lustful as they stared at her legs and form fitting top. And now Tuvok had looked odd to her. He looked guilty when she had gone back to the bridge after taking care of Kes. She went back mostly to rest rather than any real sense of duty. Tuvok had been avoiding her eyes. She knew a Vulcan had a tough time with anything even near to lying. She was going to retire to the ready room but it had been 'occupied' Tuvok had said by 'a visiting delegate' he had mumbled almost incoherently, obviously lying. She thought it best to let the situation work itself out and so headed for the holo-deck to find out what in hell was going on. The computer took longer to work out the program she selected. She imagined there were many people aboard trying to use the holodeck for whatever twisted, sick fantasy they could conjure up. She shuddered in desire as a jolt shot through her pussy as she thought of those fantasies, and her own. Some came up that she had when she was a kid and forgotten about. Twisted stuff about her mother and father and siblings. "Computer," she said weakly, then cleared her throat. "Computer. initiate program ID-01." The computer beeped and the door slid open to.... an early twentieth century office. She took in the scene as she walked in, still flush from the thoughts running through her head. The room was luxuriously furnished. A long, comfortable looking couch was pushed against the far wall. Directly perpendicular to that was a big wooden desk. All along the walls were paintings of people and landscapes and everything else imaginable. The smell of a pipe drifted up to her. Someone was smoking somewhere in the room. As she looked around she noticed someone was sitting at the desk. An older gentleman with graying hair and beady eyes expanded by a small pair of bifocals. He so much seemed to fit in there that she hadn't noticed him until that very moment. He was watching her intently, almost sizing her up. "You must be Doctor Freud," Janeway said. "I am," the doctor replied. "And you must be our erstwhile captain." "How did you know?" Janeway asked. Freud glanced from her to the couch but did not say a word. Janeway drifted over to it and sat down. The couch seemed to mold to her, seemed to hold her in one big hand. She pulled her legs up and sat with her back to the Doctor. She brought her head down and rested it on the couch's armrest. Her eyes seemed to want to close and she let them. "What brings you here, Captain Janeway?" Freud asked. "Hmmm...." Janeway said. She was thinking of Kes again and what she would be doing if she had her with her on this couch. "I want to know what's going on here doctor," she said, almost a whisper. "It does not seem to me that you should be complaining," Freud whispered, too low for Janeway to hear. "From consulting with the computer," he said louder. "I have found that this S-space has had a tremendous impact on the crew's libidos." Janeway's rubbed at her leg just below the knee. Her pussy was calling for some more attention but she put it off. She wanted to tease herself a little. Another hand went to lightly trace the outline of her breast. "What does that mean, Doctor?" she asked, a little throaty, almost a growl. "It means that everything that had once been repressed has now been brought to the surface, as it were. You are experiencing heightened sexual awareness..." "yes," Janeway said. ".... a strong desire for more and more sex...." "Yes." ".... feelings of lust for both the men and women of the crew...." "Yes!" "... a need for either domination or submissiveness in sexuality..." "YES!" "... a tendency to want more and more pleasure...." "YES!!!" Janeway had her three fingers buried in her pussy. She knew Freud could see and it turned her on even more. She had the three fingers pumping, grinding away and she was about to go off. "... even if it is self-induced." "YES! OH GOD YES!" Janeway screamed as the orgasm ripped though her. She humped her own hand and fell up and down against the soft couch. Low, guttural growls escaped her throat. Freud cleared his throat and tapped the pipe against his lips. "Hmm.." he said, thinking. "The unleashed libido is a very powerful thing." Janeway couldn't respond. "You may find yourself at the mercy of once suppressed sexual excitations. These fantasies, uncensored and unbidden - you are now at their mercy." "I never thought psychology could be so exciting," she said. Janeway took a deep breath and threw her legs over the side of the couch. With one hand she straightened her skirt. The other she ran through her hair and looked at Freud. "Are you... uh.... fully functional." Freud raised and eyebrow but said nothing. "Doctor, so what you're saying is this will all end once we're though S-space? The crew will get back to normal? I can rest?" Freud put the pipe back in his mouth and took a long drag. "S- Space is only a few... umm... miles?... long. We passed out of it hours ago. What the crew is experiencing is the residual effects." Janeway dropped her head low and contemplated another slide onto the couch, now damp with her juices. She now knew why Tuvok had been avoiding her gaze, acting guilty. He must have known all along they weren't in there anymore. "How long will this last?" Freud shrugged. "Who knows. Maybe an hour maybe forever. We can never tell with these things -" "Shit! You're a quack! I could have found this out from the computer and saved myself a trip down here. Instead you fill me with this pseudo-scientific mumbo-jumbo and expect me to submit to it all." "Please, Captain, I am not affected as the rest of the crew is. I can assure you I will not be groveling at your knees begging for your forgiveness. Unless you program me to, that is. Regardless, I suggest you save your energies for the bridge crew. There seems to be a morale problem." Janeway stood up and looked puzzled. For a moment she was deep in thought. Then she set her mind, worked it out and headed to the door. "Captain, has no one aboard read any of my books?" Freud asked. "They were banned years ago. Thank you Doctor. I'll go and see if I can't address these problems." "It was my pleasure," Freud responded. "In a manner of speaking. Feel free to come back if any of these ex-repressed urges become a problem. My secretary can give you my office hours." Janeway nodded her head and smiled at him. "I will. Computer - end program." The desk, the chair, the entire office vanished. Freud seemed to be smiling as he disappeared. The room reverted back to its normal harsh white interior. The bridge was a crazy house. Paris was chasing some cute little blond girl around the consoles. They were both half naked. The blond had her hair done up in a pony tail and wore a small white teddy. It was see-through in some spots and her nipples poked out of the sheer top. They were rock hard and strained against the material. Chakotay's was sitting in his normal seat, but he was completely naked and his dick was sticking straight in the air, all nine inches, It was getting sucked by this beautiful black haired Betazoid. She had her lips pursed around the head and stopped. As Chakotay's bucked his hips, she smiled up at him and in one quick motion, engulfed his entire shaft in her hot mouth. Chakotay's let out a moan and grabbed on to her head. As he did this, she reached down and played with her soaking, hot pussy. Tuvok seemed to be the only one in control. He was standing behind the upper console. He was also the only still wearing a uniform on the bridge. He watched the frolicking around him and longed to join in, but was afraid to. Torres and Kim had come out of the ready room. Without a word, they had gone straight to the turbolift and disappeared. Marlin must have still been inside. She had not come out the entire time, and Tuvok was watching. He watched everything. He noticed with detached interest that Chakotay's was about to have an orgasm and that the ensign Paris was chasing appeared to be slowing down, which meant she was going to let herself get caught. Soon the bridge would turn into one big orgy room. Tuvok had never witnessed an orgy before. It should prove.... interesting. Just as the lift doors opened and Janeway entered, Chakotay's led out a groan and emptied his seed into the little Betazoid's mouth. He bucked and she held on, riding him. When she pulled her head up, some cum dripped from the corners of her mouth. She extended her tongue and licked it back in, smiling. Janeway was dressed back in her uniform. She stood there, watching, with her hands on her hips, clearly pissed. Paris finally caught her eye and stopped running. The blond girl sighed deeply and looked mad. "What is going on here?" Janeway asked. "It appears, Captain," Tuvok said. "That the crew is attempting to - take a roll in the hay. To have a go. To hide the salami. To -" Janeway looked over at him. "Tuvok, shut up. Thank God you haven't succumbed to all this too." She walked over to him then stopped and stared at his legs. "I have to report that my pants, Captain," Tuvok began shakily. "They were stolen by a pack... of... one armed Ferengi. They said -" "That's enough Tuvok. Go and put your pants on." "Yes Captain," Tuvok said and headed quickly for the lift. "Where are they Tuvok?" "What Captain?" "Your pants. Where are they?" "I don't know, Captain. A woman came in, who, oddly enough, looked very much like my mother on Vulcan, except without the pointed ears... So I gave her my pants." "Whatever," Janeway said, looking weary. "Go and replicate new ones." "Yes Captain," Tuvok said and quickly slipped into the lift. "Paris," Janeway said. "This is shameful behavior for my bridge. I expect better judgement from my crew. Suppose some aliens came right now and tried to attack us. You would never know. Would you? You would just --" The sound of someone clearing their throat sounded loudly on the bridge. Janeway looked around but saw no one. Finally she looked at the view screen and saw there was someone on there. He was humanoid, but had a strangely clefted chin. "Hello there. We have been watching you. Its been very interesting up until you came in." "Who is this?" Janeway asked Paris. Paris shrugged. Chakotay's shrugged too, but yawned. The Betazoid said, "I can feel a lot of lust. I can feel the threads of desire that reach out from a hidden core to entangle the person who is feeling it. I can feel all the lust-filled desires, brimming with perversion and... and... " She shuddered with an orgasm and dropped her head. Her black hair flowed over her face, hiding it. "Captain," Paris whispered, "she did this before. I think she means herself, Captain." Janeway waved him silent and turned to the man on the screen. "Stick around. Its about to get more interesting, whoever you are." Almost on cue, the lift doors slid open and Kes entered. She was completely naked and her blond hair was a sheen of sweat. The ensign looked at her angrily and folded her hands across her chest. Kes ignored her and stood next to Janeway. Janeway idly cupped a breast with her hand, pinching the nipple. Kes closed her eyes and moaned. "On the ground," she told Kes and Kes jumped to do so. She was on all fours just as the alien on the screen leaned forward with interest. A few others joined him behind the chair. Men and women watched. "Paris," Janeway said. "Get over here." Paris stood beside her and glanced down at Kes. She was moving back and forth in a state of need and desire. A few times she almost cried out. Her pussy was soaking and she was sure that Paris could see from where he stood. So could the aliens. "Strip," Janeway commanded and Paris faltered for a moment. He looked in her eyes but she did not turn away. She had won and Paris stripped off his shorts. He paused a moment then slid them down slowly, teasing. Kes whimpered when his thick cock sprang out. It was already semi-hard and Kes wanted it in her mouth - her pussy - anywhere. An alien woman from the view screen whistled appreciatively. Janeway smiled when he was done. All eyes were on her now as she took a step closer. One hand lashed out and cupped Paris' balls in her hand. She began caressing them and Paris responded. He moaned softly and squirmed in her hand. Her smile grew and she suddenly gripped tighter. Paris closed his eyes and his erection shrank. "This is how I have you," Janeway whispered to him. "Understand?" Paris could only nod. Pain was evident on his face. "You're mine. If I tell you to do something, you do it. Understand? Good. If I tell you to jerk off, you'll do it willingly and enjoy it." Paris' dick got harder, it grew a little. "If I tell you to spank yourself you'll do that too. If I tell you to fuck yourself in the ass, you'll do that." With that she slipped her other hand around and teased Paris' asshole. He moaned and his penis jerked in her hand, fully erect by this time. Chakotay's watched with interest at what was happening. The Betazoid woman watched too, one hand gently stroking her pussy the other pinched her nipple. She felt the sexual excitement and shame that Paris felt, at least a sliver of it and she shivered. Janeway shoved a finger in all the way to the second knuckle and Paris jerked, his breath coming in spurts. "You like that, don't you?" Paris turned red but said nothing. Kes whimpered on the ground. She was tempted to touch herself but knew Janeway would be mad. "If I ever catch this kind of behavior on the bridge, while you're on duty," Janeway said, stopping her stroking of Paris' cock. "I'll strap something on and take this little cherry myself." With that, Paris erupted all over the ground. It kept coming out in spurts. He moaned and moved against Janeway's finger, fucking it. Finally, his orgasm subsided and he could breathe again. Chakotay's was hard again and he reached down and grabbed the Betazoid woman. She was on the verge of an orgasm anyway, from all the emotions she was experiencing. When Chakotay's put her on his prick, she jumped up and down on it with glee. His prick was slick with her juices. She screamed a little every time she took it all the way out and then slammed back on it again. "Paris," Janeway said. "Clean that up." Paris fell to his knees, face to face with Kes, and began to lick up his cum. Kes watched and dripped with excitement at seeing a man do this. By the time Paris was done, he was rock hard again. "Alright, people," Janeway said. "One last fling and then its back to work." She grabbed the blond ensign Paris had been chasing and pulled her to face. Janeway kissed her deeply, felt the woman's body respond against her. Janeway pulled the slip all the way down her shoulders as they were still kissing and let it fall to the ground. The ensign's blond pussy came into view, matte with her juices. Kes could not stand it any more and pushed Paris to the ground. He fell on his back, exhausted. Kes crawled over to him and took his cock in her mouth. Paris bucked against her, whimpering. She pulled all the way out, licked it with her tongue and quickly engulfed it again. With one hand she jerked the shaft with her other she played with his balls. Paris began moving his legs, squirming again. The Betazoid screamed and came on Chakotay's's prick. She gushed all down his leg and made a puddle on the floor. Chakotay's grunted loudly and the Betazoid jumped off. She knelt down and took his dick in her mouth just as he exploded. She tasted his semen and her own pussy as the cock spurted in her mouth. She tried to swallow it all but some escaped her lips. Janeway frantically pulled off her uniform as she fingered the blond ensign. They were still passionately kissing. The ensign broke away and savagely pulled off the rest of Janeway's clothes. Soon she was naked and the ensign quickly sucked on Janeway's breast. Janeway moaned as the blond sucked and pushed two fingers in the girl's pussy. The ensign gurgled behind Janeway's breast and humped her hand excitedly. Janeway had enough and pushed her to the ground, on her back. Janeway sat on her face, pushing her pussy into it. She felt the ensign's hot tongue almost immediately so she ground her pussy into her mouth. The ensign spread Janeway's cheeks with her hands and tongued her hot ass hole. Janeway gasped and jumped at the feeling. "Kes," Janeway said, between gasps. "Get on Paris' face!" Kes did so and Paris immediately began licking for all he was worth. Kes came right there, in front of them all, just from the first lash. She brought her knees together and curled her toes. Paris did not stop, though. She squirmed on his tongue but stayed on his face. Soon she was close to coming again. Janeway said, "Paris, jerk off while you do it. I want to see you make yourself cum. I want EVERYONE to see it." Paris immediately complied. He started slowly from the top of the head and wrapped his hand around it. Then in long, hot, strokes he jerked his prick up and down. The ensign now had two fingers in Janeway ass while she tongued her pussy. Janeway was ready to cum but she wanted to see Paris cum first. She wanted to watch that. Soon Paris was humping his own hand. "Paris," Janeway yelled. "Put a finger in your ass." Paris slid his hand under his ass cheek and paused at the hole. With two fingers he spread the cheek apart. As Janeway watched she could feel herself going over the edge. Would he really do it? His other hand jerked faster on his cock, almost a blur. He quickly put the finger all the way in, to the knuckle and began bucking up and down. It was too much for him and he began to shoot globs of cum in the air while he screamed into Kes' cunt. Kes came again and so did Janeway while they both watched. Janeway knew she would have fun with Paris in the future. A loud moan came over the viewer. They looked up and saw that two of the aliens were fucking on the screen. The both had an orgasm at the exact same time while watching the finish of the orgy. Janeway crawled of the ensign, who was still in a wild state of sexual excitation. Janeway matted her hair and put her hands on her hips. "I want everyone dressed and back to work. We have a job to do," she said. "Kes I want to see you and this ensign in my ready room." She walked across the bridge and slipped into her ready room without looking back. Kes and the ensign rushed to follow... "Captain's Log, supplemental. With the realization that we have left S-Space for good, I can no longer indulge in every whim that comes along. We still have to find a way home. I promised this crew that much. Things have drifted back to normal. As normal as can be now, anyway. Morale is back to normal and the crew is responding well to the work they have to do. Every once in a while, though, things get out of hand....." The End ******** The end of the 'S-Space' episode. This was only part one of the 'Voyager - Uncensored' series. For the next installment, check out "Lost and Found" by Scatwoman, now on the internet. And watch here for more exciting adventures..... Pussy Willow End of part 4 end of episode 1 Read episode 2: "Lost & Found" parts 1-5!!! WARNING: THE FOLLOWING STORY CONTAINS SEX! (OH MY!) IF YOU DON'T LIKE SEX, DON'T READ THIS STORY (AND GET HELP- QUICK!). This particular part contains Ff, anal, & mast. ************************************************ STAR TREK: VOYAGER, episode #2 "Lost & Found" By: Scatwoman ************************************************ Note: This story takes place right before episode 7 of the TV series ("Eye of the Needle", the one where they find the wormhole to the Alpha quadrant) and immediately after the first Voyager episode for the Internet by Pussy Willow (check your local newsgroups or S.T. archives). There are also references to the third season ST:TNG episode "Yesterday's Enterprise" and the Sela episodes. Also, read episode 1: "S-Space" first if at all possible... PART 1: Kes didn't think she could take another inch of the dildo up her ass, but the strength of Janeway's order to do just that somehow made her asshole open just enough as she shoved the last bit of the enormous phallus into her rectum. Janeway shuddered with delight, caused by both Kes' anal peril and Kes' lips and tongue eagerly devouring her pussy juices. "Mmmmghh," Kes managed to moan from between Janeway's taut legs and the dildo settled into place deep in her ass. "Mmm, you like a big cock up your ass, don't you, you little slut?" gasped Janeway, close to orgasm,"I can smell your pussy getting excited." Kes couldn't deny it, Janeway was right. She didn't know what excited her the most, the dildo up her butt, the taste of Janeway's cunt, being ordered around by Janeway, or Janeway treating her like a little whore. Whatever the case, it was an intoxicating mixture. She knew she wouldn't be able to take it much longer, but she didn't want another public punishment like last time! "God, you were made for eating pussy, Kes.."Janeway moaned as she shivered with a mini-orgasm, Kes' rough little Ocampa tongue was getting her closer by the second. "Fuck yourself!" she ordered,"fuck your little slut ass with that cock!" Janeway grabbed Kes' head with both hands and began to stiffen up. Kes complied, now she knew she would have to come...it was just a matter of time now. She slid the cock out of her ass a little, then back in, slowly at first. But with each successive quiver of Janeway's pussy, she fucked herself a little faster, with each sensual moan from her Captain, she fucked herself deeper. "That's it, fuck yourself hard, you little bitch!" Kes did. "Get it in there good, I'm going to make you suck it clean if you come!" That did it, Kes came HARD. It started deep in her bowels as she plunged the dildo deep into her ass as hard as she could, it almost went all the way in. Meanwhile, Janeway was coming too, put over the edge by Kes' orgasm. She rode Kes' face like an Altairian Bullmule, sliding her cunt lips up and down the smaller woman's lips and flailing tongue, grinding her hips into her reddening face, dousing it with her juices. Kes shook and trembled gasping for air, then grunting louder and louder until she let out a shrill series of shrieks and finally tensed up her entire body, grunted once loudly, then collapsed to the ground, exhausted. Janeway, her legs weak and quivering, knelt down beside her and held Kes' face in her hands. She kissed her deeply, tasting her own fluids. Slowly, she slipped the well-worn dildo out of Kes' tiny asshole. It came out easily, leaving her anus dilated for several seconds before it finally closed up. Janeway brought the soiled black phallus up to Kes lips. Kes opened her eyes, and looked at Janeway. Without having to be ordered to, she opened her mouth to let it in. It had a rancid, somewhat foul taste, but the idea of being forced to do such a nasty thing turned her on so much, she thought she could come again right there. She deliberately and sensually cleaned the entire penis, sometimes deep throating it as Janeway face-fucked her and fingered herself. The entire time, the two women kept their eyes locked in each other's gazes. "You are a very naughty girl, Kes.."Janeway said and she slipped the thoroughly clean dildo out of Kes' mouth,"I think I've got a good punishment for you, something we haven't tried yet..." she smiled mischievously as she got up, grabbed a robe for herself, and pulled Kes to her feet by her hair roughly. All of Janeway's previous tenderness was gone now. "Come with me, bitch!" She ordered and led Kes by her sensitive right nipple out of her quarters and into the hallway. Kes had no idea where they were going and she was extremely aroused by the idea of a new kink. Ocampa only lived nine years, so they naturally had incredible curiosity in order to get much out of their short lives. Meeting Janeway had certainly been a learning experience! "Bridge to Janeway," The captain's commbadge bleeped. Janeway reached into her robe pocket and pulled it out. "Janeway here, what's the problem, Tuvok? "Captain, Kim has detected a shuttlecraft heading our way, it is under attack by what Neelix has described as 'Gordek-pirate-sons-of-a-bitches'." Tuvok responded, almost without inflection. "I'll be right there," said Janeway as she closed the channel. "Take this," she handed the dildo to Kes, "and keep it up your ass until I'm done. Wear that short skirt I like so much and no underwear so everyone can see it. I'll be looking for you soon." She handed Kes the dildo and strode off in the direction of the bridge, leaving Kes naked and brandishing a huge ebony dildo. Kes promptly slid it up her ass and had two more mini-orgasms as she walked to her cabin and put on the tiny skirt Janeway liked so much... On the bridge, things were getting out of hand. The shuttlecraft was still under attack and wasn't going to last long. The one life form on board had been knocked unconscious and was in danger of being killed any minute. Janeway had ordered the Voyager to intercept the pirate ships, but the shuttle was already too damaged to survive. "Captain, I have a match on the make of the shuttlecraft," Tuvok paused as Janeway and the rest of the crew waited in suspense. Tuvok didn't do it for the joy of being dramatic, it is illogical to be so inefficient, but he noticed that humans listened to him more when he did so, "Fascinating," THAT always got their attention. "What is it, Tuvok?" Janeway asked. "Captain, it is a Romulan shuttlecraft." The entire bridge crew was distracted from the battle. "What?" Janeway was shocked,"are you sure?" Tuvok raised an eyebrow a little indignantly, "Absolutely, Captain." Janeway's mind was racing, if a Romulan shuttlecraft were out here, and the Romulans are from the Alpha Quadrant, then that meant there must be a way back, and the pilot of that shuttlecraft knew about it! Now if only she could keep him alive long enough to find out. "Lock established, Captain!" Kim finally said with urgency. Immediately, Janeway stood up and dramatically put on a pose both empathetic and commanding, "Transporter Room, lock on to the shuttle occupant and beam him directly to Sickbay!" The transporter chief acknowledged and Janeway and Tuvok ran down to Sickbay. As the doors opened, Janeway strode in quickly. Kes was there, of course, and she noticed with evil satisfaction the short skirt and the slight bulge at the rear of it caused by the dildo she knew must be there judging from the juices running down Kes' legs. Kes noticed her attention and looked down, embarrassed. Janeway almost fucked her right there, but a moan came from the medtable and took her attention away from the now deeply blushing Kes. Janeway walked over to the table as the stimulant the Holodoctor had administered began to work. The first thing Janeway noticed was that it wasn't a "he" at all- but rather a woman, and an incredibly sexy one she could tell through the woman's tattered Romulan civilian clothes. She opened her blue eyes and looked around a little confused. She had short, slicked-back blonde hair. Finally her eyes drifted to Janeway. "Wh...where am I?" She asked weakly. "You're in the sickbay, on the USS Voyager," Janeway responded. "A...Federation ship?"she whispered distractedly. "Yes, I'm Captain Kathryn Janeway, who are you?" Janeway needed to know. If this woman came from the Alpha Quadrant, she may be able to lead them to the way back! "I..I'm Lieutenant Tasha Yar, of the starship Enterprise", the blonde woman responded. * * * End Teaser- title music and cool model shots, To be continued in Part 2! Please send comments, suggestions, whatever, to Scatwoman@aol.com ********************************************** STAR TREK: VOYAGER, episode #2 "Lost & Found" By: Scatwoman ************************************************* Note: This story takes place right before episode 7 of the TV series ("Eye of the Needle", the one where they find the wormhole to the Alpha quadrant) and immediately after the first Voyager episode for the Internet by Pussy Willow (check your local newsgroups or S.T. archives). There are also references to the third season ST:TNG episode "Yesterday's Enterprise" and the Sela episodes. PART 2: In Sickbay, Janeway had just left with Tuvok and the shuttle pilot they had rescued, a Star Fleet officer by the name of Lt. Tasha Yar. Tuvok had checked their ship records for her, and found that she had died about 7 years ago. "Curious," he had said. Even curiouser was the fact that this did not surprise Tasha. Kes stood by and tried not to think about Janeway. She tried not to think about the dildo up her ass. She tried to concentrate on the medical texts the Holodoctor had given her to study. She was a fast learner and had a great curiosity, she would need both since she was now the Holodoctor's nurse. Just then Neelix came in. "Kes! There you are! I've been looking for you all morning!" Neelix strolled up to Kes. She quickly spun around hoping he wouldn't notice that she wasn't wearing any underwear as per the Captain's orders, not to mention the phallus sticking two inches out of her butt. "Oh..uh.. Hi, Neelix. I've been busy with the Holodoctor, studying texts...the human anatomy is really fascinating," especially Janeway's, she thought to herself. "Hmm, you've been spending a lot of time down here with this 'Holodoctor', Kes," Neelix was a naturally oversuspicious type. If I didn't know he was a hologram I might think you were cheating on me!" "Neelix! No!" she protested a bit too much, "Don't be ridiculous!" A reprogrammable sexual partner, who could be anything you wanted... that would be a novel experience she thought to herself. "Well, good, because your ass is mine," Neelix said rather lewdly as he ran his hand up the back of Kes' leg towards her butt. "Neelix!" she yelped as she intercepted his hand just before it got to where her panty line should have been, "there are people here!" "He's a doctor, he's seen it all, besides, he's just a hologram..." but Kes' stare showed him she was serious and he ceased trying to feel her up. He got close to her and tried to be seductive (a hopeless aim for him) as he whispered, "let's go someplace a little more private, then." Kes held her breath until he backed away, Neelix had the most horrible breath odor. "Alright", she acquiesced, "let's go." She hated sex with Neelix, it was like fucking a wart hog, but one with a mouse's penis. Yet, she owed him, and she could never repay that debt. As they began to leave the Sickbay she realized she would have to remove the dildo in private before giving in to Neelix. "Oh, Kes," the doctor said just as they were about to leave. "Yes Doctor?" "Do you realize you have a twelve inch dildo up your ass?" the Holodoctor asked with total bluntness. Neelix's head spun so fast he almost broke the warp barrier. "WHAT??!!!" Kes was too stunned to speak. She looked wide-eyed at Neelix, then down at her butt. As Neelix continued to blubber incoherently, she lifted her skirt to reveal the protruding two inches. "Oh, you're right, doctor!" Kes seemed just as surprised as Neelix, who was now doing triple takes between the doctor, Kes, and the dildo. "Wha-..bu..-you-...how the HELL!!!!..." he stammered as she pulled the dildo out and examined it curiously. "Hmmm," she struck a pensive, curious look, "now how do you suppose THAT got there?" Neelix was speechless. Kes thanked the doctor for his help and led Neelix to his cabin. He didn't stop blubbering for three hours. In the Conference Room, Tasha had been made comfortable and the last of the senior crew arrived. Janeway especially wanted Kim and Torres there since Tasha's explanation seemed to be very complex. Finally, Kim and Torres walked in. Janeway wondered why they were both so late, then a few reasons popped into her mind, and Kim DID look exhausted. Suddenly, Tasha jumped up and nearly knocked over her coffee. She was glaring at Torres. "What's HER problem?" Torres spat. "Lieutenant? Is something the matter?" Janeway asked, placing a soothing hand on Tasha's arm. "I... I'm sorry, Captain... just a conditioned reaction, "she said as she sat down, still keeping Torres in her line of sight, "as I told you, in the alternate reality I came from, we were at war with the Klingons." "Oh yes, right," Janeway remembered. "Alternate Reality?" Kim queried. "Lt. Yar claims that she comes from an parallel universe," Tuvok said,"one similar to our own except for certain...details." "Yes, Tasha, why don't you tell them what you told us," Janeway prompted. "Okay...well, it all started one day when I was on the bridge and were under attack by Klingons," Tasha noticed Torres roll her eyes in ridicule, "and there was this space phenomenon, and the Enterprise-B came through. They were fighting a battle against the Romulans about seventy years earlier and had come through to our time," Paris' brain began to hurt, Torres wasn't even trying to understand anymore and Kim was more worried about the pain in his ass... "So, then Guinan tells me that 'something's wrong', and then tells me I'm supposed to be dead- some tar pit killed me or something. Then we realize that this ship has to back into the past, because if it does, we won't be at war with the Klingons anymore." Paris was shaking now, and Chakotay was falling asleep. Only Tuvok seemed to be following her story, "So I met this guy, and he was cute, and I was supposed to be dead anyway, so I went back to the past with him. So, like we were supposed to, we lost to the Romulans, but I wasn't killed like I thought I would be. This Romulan commander captured me and made me his wife. He was a nice guy, and a real masochist, so I was okay with it, I like being in charge," both Torres and Janeway grinned at this remark, "So I had a baby, Sela, and lived with my husband on a remote outpost." "That doesn't explain-" Tuvok began. "SO, then the Federation executed a Romulan spy, and the Romulan High Command wanted me dead as payback. I guess they picked me because I was kind of an embarrassment- I had Te'Don pussy whipped and everyone knew it. On Romulus, women are not supposed to be in charge. But Te'Don really cared for me so he managed to fake my death, and I escaped in a shuttlecraft. But after my escape, I got sucked into a wormhole and ended up here, wherever 'here' is," Tuvok's brow was furrowed deeply by now, the only people who could grasp the plot details now were the Star Trek writers. "And I was chased by some pirates, and, well, here I am! Back in the Federation!" Everyone in the room took a collective deep sigh of relief. "Whatever, it's good to have you, Tasha,"Janeway said,"but I'm afraid you're not quite back home yet. First of all, you traveled about 60 years into the future, and we're lost in the Gamma Quadrant, 70,000 light years from the Federation." Tasha froze in mid-sip. "Shit." "Captain, if I might, I'd like to see if I can locate the wormhole she came through, it might lead us back home if we can find it," Kim said with enthusiasm. He desperately wanted to get back home, especially due to recent developments. "Very good, Mr. Kim, get on it... that is if Torres doesn't need you anymore..."Janeway grinned. "What are you asking HER for-" Kim sputtered, but he caught the looks between Janeway and Torres as the half-Klingon nodded. Kim blushed beet red and left without asking permission. He was gonna FIND that damn wormhole! "I guess you'll be needing some rest, Tasha, you've been through a lot. Mr. Paris, would you show her to some temporary quarters?" Janeway asked. Just as Paris' erection grew, Torres interrupted, "Captain, if I may, I'd like to escort her, in the name of...Interspecies Harmony." Janeway though it was more like InterCOURSE, but she allowed it. Paris sulked like a schoolboy who got his lunch stolen. Meanwhile, Kes was trying not to sneeze as the shorter Neelix "rammed" into her, his headfur tickling her nose. Neelix was really trying to drive it home since he had caught Kes faking it before he was even in her. It's an honest mistake, Kes thought, she could never tell when he was in her or not. She began thinking of Janeway and she remembered that Janeway had plans for her, the "new kink" she had mentioned. This suddenly got her aroused and she came within a couple minutes just imagining all the perverted things Janeway could make her do. Neelix acted like a stud for days, but Kes didn't really care, she got what she needed, and so did he. "You'll be in the guest quarters until we get you a permanent room," Torres said as she led her down the guest wing. "We don't get many visitors, really, so your only neighbors will be Kes and Neelix." She led her to the third door on the right. Tasha was trying to concentrate on what Torres was saying, but she couldn't keep her eyes off Torres' hot ass swaying back and forth. Torres opened the door and Tasha let her go in first. "It looks pretty much like the Enterprise I was on, a little more comfortable but we were at war-" Tasha turned to look at Torres for her reaction and saw her toss her uniform onto the bed. She had some fasting rope she had produced from her pocket and strode toward Tasha like a predator. "So, you like to be in charge, hunh?" Torres growled, practically bursting with horniness. "Most of the time..." Tasha said as Torres stopped with her lips mere inches from hers. She parted them slightly and turned her head up. Torres grabbed her by the hair, pulled her head back and kissed her roughly and deeply, at the same time grabbing Tasha's crotch and massaging it. Tasha moaned in ecstasy. It had been a long time since SHE had been on the bottom. She had made it with a Klingon once before when she was captured and interrogated by two extremely perverted Klingon sisters named Lursa and Betor, THAT was an experience she'll never forget and always crave. When Torres finally abruptly broke the kiss, Tasha found that her hands had been tied behind her back without her noticing. Torres had obviously done this before. The Klingon woman grabbed Tasha by the front of her dress and shoved her back on the bed with her other hand, tearing the garment to shreds. "Prepare to be FUCKED," Torres roared savagely and... * * * End Part 2, cut to commercials. Next in Part 3: Torres and Tasha! Janeway's new kink! Don't change that dial! Please send comments, suggestions, whatever, to Scatwoman@aol.com This is parts 3 and 4 of my latest episode. I couldn't include parts 1 and 2 due to anon size limitations, but they have already been posted. The following is a slight revision of 3 and the BRAND-SPANKIN'-NEW part 4! Enjoy... STANDARD COMPREHENSIVE DISCLAIMER: WARNING: THE FOLLOWING STORY CONTAINS SEX! (OH MY!) IF YOU DON'T LIKE SEX, DON'T READ THIS STORY (AND GET HELP- QUICK!). This particular episode contains Ff, anal, mast., well, hell, just about everything! Also note that this story contains sexual practices that are considered unsafe. Keep in mind that the characters in this story can have this kind of sex since in the 24th century, they've cured all diseases (including STD's)! Most of the names and characters in this story are somewhat similar (okay, VERY similar) to characters owned by Paramount, but this is just a coincidence- I'm sure Paramount understands and will graciously not sue my ass off for having a little harmless fun. But just in case, let's not let them know about this, shall we? ************************************************ STAR TREK: VOYAGER, episode #2 "Lost & Found" By: Scatwoman ************************************************ Note: This story takes place right before episode 6 of the TV series ("Eye of the Needle", the one where they find the wormhole to the Alpha quadrant) and immediately after the first Voyager episode for the Internet by Pussy Willow (check your local newsgroups or S.T. archives). There are also references to the third season ST:TNG episode "Yesterday's Enterprise" and the Sela episodes. PART 3: Torres slowly lowered her cunt over Tasha's face, teasing her. "You want this pussy, bitch?" Torres lowered herself almost within reach of Tasha's writhing tongue. "Yes! Give it to me! Let me eat you!" Tasha was hot, whenever she got horny, she lost all control. Even Lursa and Betor had been impressed by her savagery. Tasha tried vainly to strain her neck and back muscles so she cloud reach Torres' inviting cunt, but her arms tied behind her back made it difficult, and Torres was carefully keeping it JUST out of her reach. Tasha was mad with lust, "Give it to me, you bitch!!!" "Well, if you ask nicely, I might," Torres taunted her as she began to slide two fingers ever so lightly between Tasha's shaved cunt lips. Tasha shook violently with the first touch as Torres teased her with her fingers. Tasha was so hot that she had to consciously calm herself down before she could ask nicely,"Please, let me eat your cunt..." "Please let me eat your cunt, WHAT?" Torres demanded. Tasha was losing her cool, "Please let me eat your cunt, BITCH!" she growled. "Close enough," Torres couldn't hold out any longer and lowered herself onto Tasha's face. She gasped audibly as Tasha attacked it with the voracious appetite of a Salarian Tiger pit. "Ohhh-h-h-h God!" Torres had never been eaten so savagely, the Klingon side of her had always craved it, but no man she had ever met had been able to bring out that desire. "Yes! EAT me!" she roared almost unintelligibly. * * * Commander Chakotay walked out of Engineering puzzled. Torres wasn't in engineering like she was supposed to be. He hoped she wasn't screwing up already, it had taken a lot of convincing on his part to get Janeway to make her Chief Engineer. "Computer, where is Chief Engineer Torres?" Chakotay queried into his commbadge. "Chief Engineer Torres is currently sitting on Lt. Tasha Yar's face," the computer responded tersely. Chakotay stopped dead in his tracks and was almost knocked over by a crewman behind him. * * * Tasha was lost in Torres' pussy, drugged on the taste of her juices. She licked and sucked and bit, devouring her with the hunger of two years of pent-up sexual need. Torres was grinding her hips back and forth against Tasha's ravishing mouth and had slipped three fingers deep inside Tasha's cunt, making her suck even more vigorously. "Ohh, fuck..." Torres moaned, she knew she was close to coming, but she wanted to hold off a little bit. Just as she was getting close, she lifted her dripping wet cunt off Tasha's face. "No! NO!" Tasha groaned as she tried hopelessly to hang on to Torres' twat with her mouth. Torres stood up and tried to get a hold of herself. "Get back down here!" Tasha yelled. "Just a minute, you little slut," Torres said as she bent down and grabbed Tasha by the hair, "I'M the one in charge here!" She kissed Tasha deeply, tasting herself on her tongue and lips. Tasha returned the kiss roughly. Torres broke the kiss and strode over to the replicator. She quietly ordered something, and a second later there was a high-pitch whine and a shimmying blue-silver light from the console lit the darkened room. Torres hid whatever it was behind her back and strode back over to Tasha's prone body. When she got to the bed, she held it low, out of Tasha's line of sight. "Now where were we?" She said. "I was eating your pussy..." Tasha responded, "please, let me eat you!" "Oh yes, that's right!" Torres said and she quickly slid back onto the bed, mounting Tasha's drenched face a second time. Tasha began slowly this time, wanting it to build up. Torres placed the U-shaped dildo she had replicated (her own design!) at Tasha's pussy and anus. Both were well- lubricated from Tasha's overflowing cunt juices. Torres held it there for a second, then plunged it in quickly, spearing both of Tasha's tight holes at once. Tasha screamed deeply right into Torres' pussy so intensely that Torres could feel it more than hear it. She pumped the double-dildo in and out of Tasha's under used orifices as deep and hard as she thought the little blonde could handle. "Unhg-Fuck-ungh" Tasha spat a sting of profanities into Torres' cunt, "FckMrr! Hrdr! Ysss! Ungh,FckMrrYouBrtch!" Torres was so turned on that she lost it and came hard, her come practically shooting out of her right down Tasha's throat. Torres yelled so loud with each convulsion that she was sure they must have heard her on the Bridge. "FUCK!!!YESS!UNGH!!" she shrieked as she ground her pussy into Tasha's face. Tasha was right behind her and came with long, hard groans, clenching every muscle in her body, holding it, not breathing, then letting go with an "UNGH!!", over and over again. She must have orgasm ed three times before Commander Chakotay came in. "So, B'Elanna, I see you've made Lt. Yar feel like one of the crew already?" he said as he stood silhouetted in the door. Tasha laid there exhausted, still groaning in the aftermath of her first orgasm in two years. Torres got up, walked over to Chakotay, grabbed him by his uniform and pulled him roughly into the room. The door slid shut just as Paris walked by on his way to the Bridge. * * * Paris had been looking for Kes, but couldn't find her. She had a habit of not wearing her commbadge very often, so he couldn't locate her by computer. He stepped into the turbolift at the end of the hall. "Bridge," he said and it hummed and began its ascent. A few seconds later, Paris stepped out of the turbolift, looking for Tuvok, hoping that he would be able to find Kes via his security clearance. However, Tuvok was nowhere to be found, which was odd. Paris checked the conference room and found Tuvok; he had green come all over his hand and was watching Torres, Chakotay and Tasha on Janeway's desk monitor. "Tuvok?!" Tuvok did not jump or even look surprised. He simply cleaned himself off and zipped himself up serenely. "Yes, Lt. Paris, what can I do for you?" "You- I mean,.. I didn't know Vulcans were ALLOWED to jerk off!" Paris was flabbergasted. "Masturbation," Tuvok stressed the technical aspect of the word," is a common practice among Vulcans, male and female. It is a frequent misconception that, since we mate only every seven years, we have a low sex drive. It would be illogical for any race to have evolved with a low sex drive, a 'libido' as you humans have labeled it. Vulcans in fact have a very strong primal urge to copulate, we CHOOSE not to for seven years. This is similar to the way in which we suppress our emotions- they are there, but we do not express them. The sexual urge is strong, however, and it is an acceptable practice to autostimulate, in other words, yes, we ARE 'allowed' to. We simply find it in poor taste to let others know that we do this, just as most humans do." Paris wasn't expecting a lecture on Vulcan socio-sexual evolution, "I still can't believe you choke the chicken!" Paris exclaimed with a huge grin. "Choke the-?" Tuvok decided he was wasting his time trying to dignify his actions and left Paris smirking childishly in the conference room. Then he noticed that Tuvok had left the console on. Paris sat down to watch as... * * * Tasha and Torres were in a 69 position, Torres was on top again. This time, however, Tasha was untied so she could grab Torres' ass and pull her cunt to her as she licked and sucked. Chakotay had been stripping calmly and now came over to the bed, his thick nine inch cock levitating over Tasha's face, at the opening to Torres' more-than-ready opening. "Fuck me, Chakotay! I've been waiting for that dick since the first time I met you!" Torres was practically dripping with excitement into Tasha's hungry mouth. "And I have wanted you, too, Torres... but not your pussy," he said as he positioned his dick a little higher. Torres didn't get it at first, but Tasha did. She spread Torres' butt cheeks wide and licked her dark brown asshole, prepping it for Chakotay's cock with her tongue. She couldn't help giving Torres a little buttfuck of her own, though, and plunged her tongue as far into the Klingon's anus as she could. She tongue-fucked her deep and hard, reveling in the pungent taste of her insides. "Tasha, what are you- OHHhhhh," Torres moaned with delight as she sucked Tasha's pussy with anticipation of the butt-fucking she was about to receive. When Chakotay started getting impatient, he put his hand lightly on Tasha's head to signal it was his turn. Tasha looked up at him and whimpered, but after a few more good thrusts, she gave up her claim on Torres' succulent ass. "She's all lubed up for you, Chakotay," Tasha grinned nastily at him as she inserted three fingers directly into Torres' asshole- this produced an intelligible moan from her. "Yes, but I'M not," he replied and thrust his cock roughly into Tasha's mouth. It had been so long that she had had a man in her mouth- how she missed the feeling! She sucked him vigorously, grabbing his ass and pulling him as deeply into her as she could. She deep throated him all the way to the hilt, then pulled all but one inch out, and repeated this, over and over, getting faster and faster. Chakotay was impressed, he hadn't been with ANYone who could do that to him! More than that, Tasha was devouring him so wildly that he was already about to come! He had to forcefully pull himself out of Tasha's ravenous mouth and take her hands off his ass. "FUCK ME!!!!" Torres demanded lustfully. Chakotay responded by spreading Torres' asscheeks with both hands and plunging his cock in all the way, no preparation. "ARRRGH! YESSSS!!!" Torres groaned. Chakotay knew Klingons liked it rough, and although Torres was only half Klingon, he was going to give her the fuck of her life. He pumped her with long, hard, deep strokes, building up speed. Tasha grabbed on to Torres' furiously bucking pelvis and ate her pussy hungrily, extremely turned on by the view- Chakotay's large cock pistoning in and out of Torres' ass with vengeance. Chakotay grunted and came, but didn't miss a beat. Torres had expected him to get soft and quit, but when he kept going, she went mad with desire. "Oh G-GOD, you're gonna... FU-FUCK me till I... COME!" Torres managed to blurt out between thrusts. By this time Tasha figured out Chakotay had come. His pumping in and out of Torres' tight ass had pushed out some of his cum and it had dripped down right into Torres' pussy. Tasha licked it up rapaciously, enjoying her first taste of male cum in years. She promised herself she was going to get more- a LOT more later. Chakotay had built up his speed and power now and had grabbed Torres by the hair, pulling her head back. He was riding her like an unbroken mare, and he was going to break her just as good as the horses on his ranch at home. Torres was to intoxicated by this newfound thrill of being the one getting FUCKED that she couldn't administer attention to Tasha's pussy anymore. But Tasha was never one to rely on others for satisfaction and took over the task with her own fingers. This scene went on for several minutes, long after Paris had come and shut off the monitor. Chakotay finally started emitting a low hum, one that built into a load roar as he pummeled Torres' ass with as much force as he could muster- Torres was shocked to actually feel real PAIN in her butt, it was exhilarating! Chakotay drove his aching cock into Torres' tightly clenching asshole all the way, held it there, and grunted loudly, shooting a huge load of cum up her ass, larger than the first. "Oh GOD," Torres moaned as her orgasm began violently- she shook with the impact of Chakotay's first hot spurt she felt deep in her bowels. Chakotay continued to grunt and dig in, pumping load after load of saved-up semen into Torres' hungry asshole. Tasha was coming now too, moaning deeply into Torres' pussy which was shoved down on her face by the Klingon's elevated position. She waited greedily for some more cum to leak out of Torres' anus, but Chakotay was buried so deep in her ass that it was stuck there. "FUCK! FUCK! FUCKMEEE!" Torres growled fiercely and she built up to the most powerful orgasms she thought she'd ever had. She felt the cum shooting into her, she thought it would never stop, it was like getting a sperm enema! "God, you're coming so hard up my ass I'll be shitting cum for days!!!" She shrieked as her orgasm finally hit her with Chakotay's tenth-and last-immense jet. "OHGODOHFUCKYESSS!"She screamed, bucking hard against both Chakotay's dick and Tasha's mouth. Tasha thought Torres was going to drown her in her thick Klingon woman's cum, and Chakotay was afraid Torres might rip his dick right off with the clenching of her incredibly strong sphincter muscles. Torres came for a full thirty seconds, tearing the sheets and mattress with her bare hands. In the aftermath, the three laid there, unmoving for a few minutes, all thoroughly exhausted and blown away by their mind-numbing orgasms. Finally, Torres got up and stood Chakotay up. She then squatted at his feet and sucked his semi-hard cock clean of his cum and the traces of her asshole. Tasha watched for a second then remembered her promise to herself. She leaped up quickly then laid herself down on the floor between Torres' legs right under her well-worn asshole. She licked Chakotay's excess cum off the rim, then, grabbing Torres' hips, pulled the Klingon's butt down on her face and shoved her eager, nasty tongue up into Torres' anus, licking up all the cum inside. Torres growled at the ferocious nastiness of Tasha's act and loosened her sphincter to let the cum run out freely. It was a dirty, but exciting feeling, and she attacked Chakotay's cock with renewed vigor. Tasha, for her part, ate every last drop of shit-tainted cum from Torres' ass and licked her clean. She tongue-fucked her long after there was any cum left to eat, savoring the musky taste of Torres' Klingon asshole. * * * AUTHOR's NOTE: If you haven't seen the Voyager episode "Phage" (#4), you will not quite get this scene, but what the hell, read it anyway. Neelix burst into the Sickbay with the force of the Antares Maelstrom. "COMPUTER!!! ACTIVATE EMERGENCY HOLOGRAPHIC MEDICAL PROGRAM!!!" he shouted. Immediately, the Holodoctor appeared. "Please state the nature of the emergency," the Doctor said. "I'LL tell you what the emergency is, you holographic Casanova!" Neelix was ranting. "Oh, it's YOU, again. I wish someone would program me to be able to turn myself off, or at least screen my calls!" The Doctor had grown to dislike Neelix even though he was only a hologram. "Don't you try to ignore me! I know you've been sneaking around with Kes! THAT'S where that dildo came from, isn't it? That was no ACCIDENT, I'll bet!" "Neelix, you're being preposterous, if you don't calm down, I'll have to sedate you." "Where is she? She's here, isn't she? She's never around anymore, she must be spending all her time with YOU!" "Neelix, I'm a doctor, not a gigolo." "Alright, Mister, it's time we settled this-" Neelix pulled up his sleeves even though he didn't have any," mano-a-mano!" "You're not serious," the Doctor was not amused. Neelix threw his first punch and connected...with the wall behind the Holodoctor. "OWWWWWW" "I have the capability to render myself intangible, idiot." The doctor said as he made himself tangible again and knocked Neelix out with a hypo injection. Neelix promptly crumpled to the ground. "Hmmm..." the Doctor stared pensively at the prone figure on the ground, then at the device he had put Neelix in when he lost his lungs ("Phage")... When Kes walked in, she found the Holodoctor making final adjustments on the life-supporting machine Neelix was in. "Oh my- what happened, Doctor?" Kes rushed up to the medbed. "Oh! Uh, Kes..." the Doctor was surprised and even a bit nervous," uh, well, Neelix is... missing his lungs..." he couldn't think of anything else. "What?! Again?!" Kes was shocked. "Yes, well.." "Wait a minute, these tricorder readings show he's perfectly fine!" Kes said curiously. "Ahem- right, well, you see..." the Doctor stammered, they're definitely going to reprogram me for THIS, he thought. Kes was beginning to understand. Just then, Janeway came in," Ah, Kes, there you are- oh, what's wrong with Neelix?" She asked, not quite overly concerned. "Uh... " The Doctor was preparing for deletion and oblivion. "He's lost his lungs again," Kes said. The Doctor was probably more shocked than Janeway. "WHAT?! HOW?!" Janeway was about to get pissed, she had told those two ugly fucks that if they messed with her again she'd have to fuck their shit up REAL bad! "His regenerated lungs those harvesters gave him seem to have failed," Kes continued covering for the Doctor, who was slowly regaining his composure. "But, he was fine just a few minutes ago in the Lounge! He was trying to make me try one of those horrendously putrid recipes of his," Janeway said. Kes's ears nearly curled up in memory of those nauseous 'delicacies' she'd had to endure. "Yes, well, it was quite sudden," the Doctor picked up. "Yes, quite," Kes chimed in. "Oh, well, whatever. You think he'll come out of it?" Janeway asked. "Hard to tell," the Doctor said, pretending to look concerned," he may never speak again," he grinned to himself at this thought. "Well, keep me posted. Kes, come with me." Kes pussy quivered at the command, her juices began flowing as she remembered Janeway's promise of a new kink. As the two were leaving, the Doctor heard Janeway say, "Kes, where's that dildo I told you to keep up your ass?!" The Doctor raised an eyebrow and shook his head. So Neelix wasn't COMPLETELY paranoid! * * * To be continued in part 4! Okay, so I lied about Janeway's kink being in this part- I got a little carried away with the Torres-Tasha scene. Will you forgive me? I PROMISE next time: Janeway and Kinky Kes! As always, send any comments, requests, stories, whatever, to Scatwoman@aol.com I always answer the mail I get. ____________________________________________ AUTHOR's NOTE: I feel compelled to tell you that this part is a little raunchier than the other parts, so if those were too much for you... TOUGH! Well, RED ALERT!!! You have been warned! Resistance is futile, you will be assimilated... okay, I'll shut up now. ________________________________________ ****************************************** STAR TREK: VOYAGER, episode #2 "Lost & Found" By: Scatwoman ************************************************ Note: This story takes place right before episode 6 of the TV series ("Eye of the Needle", the one where they find the wormhole to the Alpha quadrant) and immediately after the first Voyager episode for the Internet by Pussy Willow (check your local newsgroups or S.T. archives). There are also references to the third season ST:TNG episode "Yesterday's Enterprise" and the Sela episodes. PART 4: Tasha was the first to get up from the bed, Chakotay and Torres were still lying together, exhausted from such intense sex. "I'm starving," Tasha said as she walked over to the food replicator. "What's the matter," Torres asked wryly," didn't you eat enough cum from my ass?" Tasha chuckled wickedly," It takes more than just a little cum to satisfy ME, lady!" She said as she tried to remember how to work a Federation replicator. "Why don't we go to the Lounge," Chakotay suggested, sitting up on the side of the bed and grabbing his uniform," Dinner's about to start." For a couple hours each night, the Lounge becomes a posh restaurant, serving freshly- made meals, courtesy of the Star Fleet Morale Committee. "Mmm, sounds good," Torres said as she leaped up and grabbed Tasha, "Come on, you'll love it... but first we've got to replicate you some new clothes!" * * * Kes was surprised when Janeway handed her the dress. After Janeway had given Kes a proper spanking for having removed the dildo without permission, (Kes had come already from the punishment, and the night had just begun!) she had her strip nude. They took a real-water shower together and Kes was extremely excited by the proximity of Janeway's wet naked body so close to hers. But for once, Janeway was all business. Kes had tried to masturbate, but Janeway wouldn't let her. After the shower, Janeway had disappeared into her closet for a few minutes and rustled about. She came out with a dress- and a bigger dildo. The dress was long and low-cut. It was made out of a silky, sheer, shiny, silvery material that made every inch of flesh it touched tingle. It was at once like wearing nothing at all and having a million feathers caress your skin. It was very thin and Kes noticed the impression of her rosy hard nipples clearly. They had tightened up from the combination of the chilly attire and sensual arousal. The dress had two micro-straps on the shoulders. The front of it was fairly low-cut, revealing Kes' cleavage, and much more to anyone viewing her from an elevated or askew angle. The back of the dress was cut very low, it stopped just above her coccyx bone (she knew it's Federation name thanks to her apprenticeship with the Doctor). It draped all the way down to her ankles and was tight enough to show every ripple of her taut and muscularly slim legs as she walked. Walking was quite difficult, actually, due to the tightness of the dress. She had to take tiny baby steps. In addition to that, she was wearing very high heels, something she'd never encountered before. Not the least of her ambulation difficulties arose from the tremendous brown dildo up her ass. It wasn't any longer than the other one, but it was much thicker and was textured like a Klingon penis- with all the ridges. Kes would find out later that it could also heat up and vibrate. When Janeway had finished dressing Kes, putting on her make-up and doing her hair, Janeway began dressing herself. Kes stood in front of the mirror the whole time, amazed at her transformation. She'd never felt so beautiful, so special! Janeway was taking her out, like a date! She began to feel a warm, deep-rooted emotion for this red-headed woman who had taken over her life. It was a feeling she'd never experienced with Neelix...what was it...? Janeway finally emerged from the bathroom in a long black evening gown- more substantial than Kes' attire, but no less sexy. She had let her hair down and styled it so that it fell a little more to her right shoulder. Kes melted inside and Janeway led her along into the corridor, holding her hand instead of her nipple as she usually did. It was going to be a special night, thought Kes. As they walked down the corridor to the Lounge, Kes felt quite conspicuous. She knew she looked hot, as did Janeway. But Kes felt the women's and men's eyes on HER. She was clearly dressed for sex! Of course, the extremely noticeable bulge in the back of the very TIGHT dress made by the two inches of the dark dildo jutting out of her anus might have been drawing some attention as well. In all, Kes felt very self-conscious. She was glad Neelix was out of commission, he'd completely lose it if he saw her dressed like this in public! Janeway spoke to the "waiter", and they were seated in a relatively private section of the converted Lounge. On their way to the table, Kes saw Torres, Tasha, and Chakotay eating in another section. "Our new cook is... sick," the waiter informed them, speaking of Neelix, "So we've had Hordan design the menu for this evening." Kes and Janeway smiled at the thought. Neelix's entree's were not quite popular among the crew- Talaxians must have mutant taste buds or something. For once, the Lounge was crowded. Janeway scanned the menu casually, then ordered for the both of them, "Kes will have the Andorian Bluefish sauteed in Mica Sauce, with a side of G'Roka. I'll have a glass of Chardonay- your best, please." "Of course, ma'am," the waiter said as he took the menus and quietly slipped away into the kitchen. "That was great," Tasha said as she washed down the last morsel of her Betrell Jute-Kike with a sip of Romulan Ale. "Yes, it's better than usual," Chakotay said, settling back into his chair," I must compliment Neelix, usually his recipes are... more eccentric." "They taste like shit!" Torres said sans diplomacy," there's no way Neelix made this, he's couldn't cook gagh!" (live Klingon worms) "Well, if you'll excuse me, I have to take a piss," Tasha said as she stood up and strode off in the wrong direction. Chakotay was about to redirect her, but she was gone. "She'll find it eventually," Torres said. Chakotay was suddenly very quiet and staring off into space distractedly. Torres was no Betazoid, but she could tell the big Indian was uncomfortable. "What's the matter, Chakotay?" He turned his head to her and took a minute before speaking, "I've been wanting you for so long, Torres. It's just... taking a little time to soak in, is all..." "Yeah, I know, it was pretty sudden. I never expected to actually ever get you in the sack, you're so untouchable sometimes." Torres said. "I guess so, but I was in charge, I had to be. But now," he said as he took Torres' hand, "I'm sorry I didn't do this sooner." "Well, we'll just have to make up for lost time, then!" Torres smiled and looked around, "Hey, look, Janeway's here with Kes!" "Is there something... you know...," Chakotay was trying to phrase this correctly," 'going on' between them?" "I'm not sure, but they sure look dressed for action!" Torres said, admiring the two women. By now, Kes had almost finished eating and Janeway had finished her 7th glass of wine. Janeway hadn't eaten anything, she had said she wasn't hungry... for food, anyway. Kes didn't quite know what "wine" was, but from the Captain's behavior, she could tell she was drunk. Ocampas, like almost every other humanoid race, had long ago discovered intoxicating chemicals in drinks. "You're such a little slut," Janeway slurred as she reached across the table and pulled down one of Kes' shoulder straps, revealing her right nipple to anyone in the restaurant who might be looking. Kes blushed brightly and reached to cover herself up. But Janeway grabbed her nipple and pinched it lightly, just enough to feel good and hurt at the same time. Kes moaned in spite of herself, but still pulled up her dress. Janeway let her and picked up the last piece of G'Roka on Kes' plate and held it up to Kes' lips. Kes obediently ate from Janeway's fingers, keeping her eyes on hers as she had been instructed. As they had been waiting for their food, Janeway had explained the etiquette for the evening to Kes. Kes was not to look anywhere but directly into Janeway's eyes. She was to eat every morsel of food Janeway manually fed to her. She was to lick Janeway's fingers clean after every bite. Kes had obeyed to the letter, and Janeway had taken wicked satisfaction in finger-fucking Kes' succulent little mouth every now and then. Kes licked the last bit of G'Roka off Janeway's fingers and sat back. She wondered what was to happen now... will they go back to Janeway's room so Janeway could show her the "new kink"? Or was THIS the new kink? "All finished, Kes, very good," Janeway said a little giggly. "Thank you, Captain..," Kes was happy to have received a compliment from Janeway. "Kes, I'm not on duty, and you're not a crew member," Janeway admonished her," You can call me 'Mistress'." "Yes, Mistress," Kes liked the submissive feel to the phrase. "Are you full?" Janeway asked. "Yes, very much so! It was delicious!" Kes replied truthfully, although she knew she'd eat ANYTHING from those fingers! "Well, let's hope you have room for desert!" Kes knew Janeway didn't mean any kind of dessert she could get off the menu. She couldn't wait to get back to the room! "Let's go, Kes," Janeway stood up. Kes followed her, aware of a wet spot on the back of her dress which she tried to cover with her free hand. To her surprise, Janeway led her to the bathroom, not the exit. Once inside, Janeway forcefully spun the smaller girl around and sat her on one of the sinks. She gabbed Kes' hair with one hand and kissed her deeply and passionately, all the sexual tension from the dinner fueling her attentions. With her other hand, she reached between Kes' legs and spread them. She inserted two fingers into Kes' dripping cunt and fucked her. Kes moaned deeply into Janeway's mouth, loving the feel of her Captain's tongue and fingers. Suddenly, Janeway broke the kiss and removed her fingers, causing a surprised gasp from Kes. Janeway grabbed Kes and pulled her to the center of the floor and shoved her down on her knees. Janeway lifted up her gown and stood over the kneeling Ocampa so that the little woman's mouth was positioned directly below her red-haired pussy, itself wet with excitement. "Eat me, Kes!" Janeway gasped, lost in the throes of drunken horniness. Kes was nervous about the possibility of someone coming in while she was eating out the captain of the ship, but she could not disobey her. She quickly began rubbing her wet lips lightly along Janeway's waiting cunt lips. Janeway moaned lightly and shuddered. Kes saw the goose bumps forming up and down Janeway's arms. She continued running her soft lips along Janeway's sensitive swollen mound, then finally applied her tongue. She flattened her tongue and ran it lightly over the surface of Janeway's lips eliciting another shudder and a happy sigh. She closed her mouth over the quivering cunt above her and slipped her tongue between the lips, sliding it up until it found Janeway's sensitive clit. She licked it and sucked on it, while at the same time masturbating herself with her own right hand. Tasha had been about to sit down when she had heard Janeway and Kes came in. She spied on them through the crack between the stall door and watched in fascination as the two women fondled and kissed each other. Suddenly, her strong need to piss which had sent her on a ten-minute search for the bathroom had been replaced with an even stronger urge. She continued to watch Kes and Janeway as she reached down into her panties and began sliding her fingers over her quickly engorging pussy. Her fingers knew her cunt well, they had been its only source of pleasure during her two years on the run. "Ohhh, Kes...," Janeway moaned," eat me...make me cum before someone comes in here and sees what a cunt-eating little WHORE you are!" Both the dirty talk and the idea of someone catching her got Kes even more excited, and she slipped three fingers into her own cunt as she increased her oral action on Janeway's pussy. Janeway grabbed the sides of Kes' head and had begun riding her face, working her pelvis up and down and in rough circles. Kes thought she heard someone come in and she almost came, but it was just the men's room next door. Tasha tried to watch quietly, but couldn't suppress a soft moan every now and then. She was surprised Kes and Janeway didn't hear her, but she was sure the two were thoroughly absorbed in their own little world. She snuck out of the stall and up behind Janeway so that neither of them could see her. She walked silently to Janeway and reached around her and grabbed her breasts at the same time she licked and kissed her ear. "OOHHHHhhh" Janeway moaned. Kes opened her eyes and saw Tasha embracing Janeway. They HAD been caught, and now the sexy blonde had joined them! Kes thrust her fingers in and out of her twat even faster and grabbed Janeway's ass with her other hand, drawing her cunt onto her face even harder. Janeway turned her head and saw Tasha. The two immediately kissed passionately, Tasha massaging her tits and hard nipples. Kes was jealous and turned on at the same time. Seeing these two beautiful women kissing turned her on more that she would have ever expected. Janeway's body became tense and reached back and grabbed Tasha's head with one of her hands, forcing the kiss deeper and she began to moan loudly. Kes knew Janeway's orgasms well, and this was going to be a good one! Janeway came with the force of a supernova, exploding into Kes' hungry little mouth. There was nothing in the Universe sweeter than the taste of Janeway's scarlet pussy, Kes decided as she swallowed Janeway's cum. Janeway lost all control. The mix of the powerful orgasm, the intoxicating effect of the large quantity of wine she drank, and Tasha's lustful attentions caused her to release her overfilled bladder. It started softly as she was still coming, a warm salty, bright yellow stream directly into Kes' mouth which was glued to her Mistress' cunt. In fact, Kes didn't really notice it at first. She figured it was Janeway's cum and lapped it down eagerly. But when it kept on coming, she began to wonder... "Oh, KES! You're Drinking my PISS, you nasty little SLUT!!" Janeway exclaimed as the stream suddenly built and became a full-fledged torrent of tangy hot piss. Kes' first instinct was to pull away in revulsion, but Janeway's hands and Janeway's moans kept Kes from disengaging. Instead, she swallowed as much as she could of her Mistress' somewhat sweet fluids. Tasha had come down to Kes now and was pumping the huge Klingon dildo in and out of Kes' over-stretched asshole furiously. She watched in fascination as the little blonde slut tried valiantly to drink down every last pungent drop of Janeway's urine. Tasha found the dials that controlled the dildo's warming and vibrating functions and activated them both. Kes came overpoweringly, before Janeway's bladder was empty. The piss spilled over out of Kes' open, overflowing mouth. Her grunts of pleasure were muffled by the piss in her mouth- she gurgled loudly as she came, swallowing some of the yellow liquid, but spilling most of it all down her body, soaking her sexy dress. After Kes had finished coming, Janeway's flow slowly trickled off and ended. She was thoroughly degraded and thoroughly exhausted. Tasha was turned on as hell and attacked Kes' mouth with her own before the little Ocampa could swallow the last mouthful of Janeway's urine. Tasha drank the leftover from Kes' mouth and proceeded to French-kiss her roughly, reveling in the nasty aftertaste of Janeway's piss. Tasha's mouth was replaced by Janeway's as Kes' mouth was passed to her. She gave Kes a much more sensual, appreciative kiss, a knowing passionate one, a soul-kiss. They kissed deeply for a few moments, then Janeway stood up and took a device off the wall. Kes recognized it as a mini-holo-camera. Janeway had obviously planned this in advance and planted the camera there. Kes was embarrassed by the idea of Janeway showing this particular session to others, she had thought this was a more private encounter. Just as Janeway was about to put away the camera, Tasha skipped over to Janeway and whispered something in her ear. Janeway nodded and smiled wickedly, reactivating the camera and pointing it at Kes. Tasha walked over to Kes with a lustful, evil look in her eyes, unzipping her pants. "It seems we interrupted Tasha when we came in, Kes," Janeway said, "She never got a chance to do what she came in here for! I think you should make this up to her!" Kes hoped she knew what Tasha had come in here for... she could probably handle more urine, but if it were the OTHER-!!! Luckily for Kes, when Tasha took off her pants, she positioned her pussy over Kes' mouth, not the...OTHER... "Say ahh, Kes!" said Janeway as she got close to Tasha to get an overhead angle directly down into Kes' soon-to-be filled mouth," I want everyone to see you drink that piss like a good little toilet!" "Ahhhh," Kes couldn't believe what she was doing. Not even in her wildest fantasies had she imagined anything like this. Yet, here she was, on her knees, with an open willing mouth waiting to drink another woman's pee! She was blushing so deeply her ears hurt, but she loved it, the humiliation, the nastiness, even the taste! She saw that Tasha's pussy was shaved, it had a smooth, pouty look to it. Something about it excited Kes and she wondered what it would be like to suck on smooth, bald pussy lips. She was getting wet in anticipation. Tasha let loose with a controlled stream at first. Kes saw it shoot out of Tasha's pee-hole and was oddly excited by witnessing such a private act. Her piss was different from Janeway's, much darker and more bitter. Whereas Janeway's was almost sweet, Tasha's was tart and pungent. "Don't swallow yet, Kes, I want to see your nasty little mouth filled with piss..." Janeway was working the camera with one hand and masturbating with the other. Kes did as she was told, and Tasha filled her to the brim, only letting a small amount spill over and run down Kes' chin, down her neck and over her breasts. The extra hot piss even got to Kes' cunt and gave her a chill up her spine. "Mmm, what a pretty sight," Janeway said," swish it around with your tongue, Kes, let the taste soak in..." Janeway was masturbating faster now, sliding her fingers through her damp red pubic hair. Kes swished her tongue around her mouth for the camera, tasting the strong urine with every part of her tongue. She wondered what she must look like to the two women, sitting in a puddle of piss, her clothes soaked with it, playing with a mouthful for their entertainment. "Please, Captain," Tasha pleaded," I REALLY can't hold it much longer." "Alright. Kes, swallow every drop you have in your mouth, but don't close your mouth! I want to see it go down!" Kes was drawn into another world more and more by each successively dirty command. She obeyed without hesitation and slowly swallowed gulp after gulp of Tasha's collected piss. Finally she finished it all and opened her mouth for inspection. "Ohh, God, Kes, you are one NASTY little cunt!" Janeway exclaimed with a laugh. Tasha was unable to hold back any longer and let a powerful stream shoot all over Kes' face, a good deal of it going down her throat. Kes wasn't prepared for the strength of the flow and glued her mouth directly onto Tasha's hairless twat. She had to drink much faster than she did with Janeway- Tasha must REALLY have had to go! She grabbed Tasha's hips for all she was worth and drank as much as she could. She could see Janeway watching her- she had an odd look, she was smiling broadly, just watching. Kes realized that Janeway was PROUD of her, proud that Kes was handling her new kink so well. Kes was inspired to try harder and swallowed faster, pressing deeper into Tasha's hot cunt, slurping her piss right down her gullet. Tasha had much more piss than Janeway, and Kes thought it would never end. Tasha's smooth lips felt great on Kes' mouth and she licked and sucked the taller blonde woman to an orgasm while she was still pissing. Tasha came hard, swearing loudly and profusely as she bucked hard against Kes' face, adding her woman-cum to the piss in the little woman's mouth. Kes eagerly drank everything down. She heard Janeway sigh behind her as she came too. A few minutes later, Tasha moved off Kes' mouth and got dressed. "You're a very nasty little girl, Kes, you need to be punished," Janeway said, pulling the kneeling woman's head back as she stood over her. "Yes..." was all Kes could manage to communicate," yes..." "Damn, that was great!" Tasha said as she zipped up her pants. "BLEEP" said Janeway's commbadge in her purse. Janeway sighed with frustration and pulled it out. Kes watched in amazement as Janeway seemed to sober up instantly. A good Captain never drank real alcohol since they were always on duty. Kes had never heard of synthahol and was surprised at the transformation. She then realized that this whole scenario had been planned from the start. The wall camera, Janeway only drinking... a lot... and Janeway was in control the whole time, it was no accident that she pissed in Kes' mouth! "Janeway here," she spoke into the commbadge. "Captain, this is Kim, I think I might have found Tasha's wormhole!!!" The excitement in his voice was obvious. "Alright, Kim, I'll be right there." Janeway closed the channel and looked very disappointed despite the good news. "I guess we'll have to postpone again, Kes. Go on back to your room and I'll join you later." With that she planted a deep kiss on her and left. Tasha walked over and was about to help Kes up when Marlin walked in. "What the fuck--??!" She exclaimed at the sight of the piss-doused Kes. "Well," Tasha smiled," it looks like we aren't quite done yet!" * * * By the time Tasha and Marlin were done with Kes, there wasn't a spot on her body not soaked with piss. She walked back to her room like that, wearing a piss-stained transparent dress, a dildo up her ass, and smelling like a urinal. She heard everything from shocked gasps to excited chuckles from passing crew members, and kept her head down during the long journey back to her quarters. Ironically, the whole way back, she had to take a piss. She did so when she got back to her room. The idea of her pissing out the other women's piss turned her on, and she masturbated violently while she was still on the toilet, thinking of drinking sweet golden fluids from Janeway's succulent scarlet haired pussy. She was completely exhausted and took an much-needed nap. * * * Continued in part 5... AUTHOR's NOTE: I wasn't going to have a 5th part, but I had too many ideas to fit into 4 parts, so stay tuned! Some notes about the next part: The next part actually takes place DURING the Voyager episode "Eye of the Needle" (#6). My scenes are some of the ones cut out of the episode before airing (okay, maybe not!) Also, note that Neelix was completely absent from that TV episode. This is because he was still in the Holodoctor's "care". Next: Torres and Marlin have a little fun with Kim! As usual, let me know what you think, I answer all my mail... Scatwoman@aol.com ____________________________________________ AUTHOR's NOTE: I feel compelled to tell you that this part is a little raunchier than the other parts, so if those were too much for you... TOUGH! Well, RED ALERT!!! You have been warned! Resistance is futile, you will be assimilated... okay, I'll shut up now. ___________________________________________ **************************************** STAR TREK: VOYAGER, episode #2 "Lost & Found" By: Scatwoman Part 5 0f 5 (FF/m, anal, oral, D/s, trans) ********************************************** _____________________________________________ Author's Note: Sorry this last part has taken so long, I had tons of end-of-the-semester work to do, but the summer's here and I can't afford summer session tuition this year, so you should be seeing more of the "Voyager Uncensored" series soon! This episode makes some references to the 7th Voyager episode ("Eye of the Beholder") in which they find the Wormhole to the Romulans, as well as some minor references to "Cathexis". __________________________________________________ Part 5 of 5: Ensign Kim was exhausted. After searching for the wormhole incessantly, he had finally located it and now they were communicating with a Romulan (great) and negotiating with him to forward personal messages to their families letting them know they are alive and trying to get home. Captain Janeway was pleased with him, and Kim was pleased with himself. He always felt like he never really did anything on the ship since Janeway and Torres usually end up doing all the scientific mental acrobatics (why WAS that? Shouldn't a Science Officer like Kim know more about that stuff than the Captain and the Engineer?) Janeway had ordered him to take the rest of the night off, and get some much- needed sleep. Kim was happy to comply and wearily made his way to the turbolift. Just before the doors were about to close, Torres squeezed her way in. Kim hoped she didn't have any sexual intentions this time, he was way too tired. Besides, Torres was a little too kinky for him. He'd decided after that whole S-Space business that the only reason he'd went along with it in the first place was because of that weird nebula's influence on him. He wasn't planning on fooling around with Torres anymore. At least Marlin had warmed up to him, though. But he hadn't seen much of her since then... just too busy, he figured. "Good work, Kim," Torres said after a brief period of quiet. "Thanks," Kim said sleepily as he yawned. "You know what message you're going to send your parents?" Torres asked. "Yeah, my parents miss me a lot, and I said I'd write them every day, which I have, so I'm going to send them all my letters I've written so far," Kim explained. "Oh really?" Torres said with a grin," did you mention ME?" "Uh.. yeah..." Kim said a little uncomfortably. "Really... did you tell them all about how you and Marlin and I have become such good friends?" Torres said wickedly. "I... uh," Kim blushed," not really..." "Did you tell them how much you love to take it up the ass?" Torres asked bluntly. "Hey! Look, that's enough, okay! That was because of that Nebula thing, okay?" Kim was upset now," stop it, okay?" "Sure... ," Torres said slyly," but you know Tuvok says we left that nebula way before that..." "Well, it must have had a lingering aftereffect or something..." Kim tried to rationalize. "Well, it doesn't matter, you don't have to tell your parents about it," Torres said casually," you know what they say, 'a picture is worth a thousand words'." Kim thought for a second then turned to her with a suspicious look... "What are you trying to say..." Without a word, Torres produced a small holo-camera and projected the saved movie. It was Kim being fucked up the ass by a dildo Marlin was holding, and Torres was feeding Kim his own cum. (See Part 3 of episode 1 "S-Space" by Pussy Willow) "Oh my- oh, no, YOU'RE NOT GOING TO-" Kim was in a panic. "Just think, Kim, they'll be able to show it to all they're house guests to show them how well they're son is doing in Star Fleet!" Torres giggled evilly. Kim would have kicked her ass right then except for the fact that he couldn't. "Please, Torres, tell me you're kidding!" "Sorry, Harry... but MAYBE..." Kim started to understand now... "Maybe WHAT?" "I MAY reconsider sending this little performance to your parents under one condition..." Torres let Harry sweat it out a little "Meet Marlin and me in my quarters tomorrow at 1200 hours. PROMPTLY." Kim groaned, he knew this was coming. At least she was giving him until tomorrow to rest up. "Fine, okay, but this time, no holocamera!" "Sure," Torres said. Just then, the turbolift doors opened and Kim stepped out after a little hesitation. Torres slapped him on the ass on his way out, "Don't be late, Tiger!" Torres teased and gave him a sexy growl. The turbolift doors shushed closed as Torres laughed wickedly. Kim walked to his quarters and got in his pajamas and put on his silk mask. How bad could it be, he figured... certainly no worse than LAST time! As he lay there in bed, he couldn't get the image of that holomovie out of his head. Half asleep, he jerked off and fell promptly into a deep slumber. * * * Torres entered Seska's quarters without knocking (Seska never closed her quarters to Torres). She overheard Seska talking to someone and decided to be a little nosy. Just as she rounded the corner, the monitor switched off and Seska spun around"OH! Uh, hi, B'Elanna! What's up?" Seska asked a little nervously. "Seska, was that a Kazon on the monitor?" Torres asked. "What- hunh- oh, yeah, I was just reading up on them, you know... in case we ever run into them again..." Seska rambled. "But, you were talking to him..." Torres was a little confused. "No, no, I talk to myself, it's one of my dirty little secrets, you know, like sucking your thumb?" Seska explained. Torres had thought she knew ALL of Seska's "dirty little secrets", many much dirtier than talking to yourself. "Oh, okay," she said, then she saw Seska was about to eat- her table was set," Mmm, what's for- hey, isn't that a taspa egg?" Seska looked nervously over at the table-"Hunh?" Torres took a closer look and say a still-moving taspa in the cracked egg. "Isn't that a Cardassian food?" Seska's Bajoran nose crinkles became even more crinkled, "Uh, well, you know... when I was in that Cardassian prison camp, I kind of had to get used to Cardassian food... I guess I developed a taste for it..." "OH," Torres said. She thought she knew Seska pretty well, but she was learning new things about her every day. She liked Seska, even though she hated her at first. Her and Chakotay knew each other VERY well, something Torres was jealous of. But Torres and Chakotay had gotten to know each other recently, and Seska and Torres had always been... close. "So what brings you here," Seska asked a little nervously. "Oh, right," Torres remembered her original reason for coming here, "I need you to do me a favor..." she grinned maliciously. * * * The next morning, Kim had woken up a little early and decided to recycle his clothes. He took the sheets off his bed, but he couldn't find his cumspot from last night. Well, he was so tired, he might have dreamt it, or fallen asleep before he had finished. He felt much better now, he had certainly needed the rest. After lunch, he checked the time and saw he had 15 minutes to spare. When he got to Torres' deck, he checked the time again. This time he was 5 minutes late! That was impossible! He couldn't have taken that long to get there! He swore and bolted down the hall. Huffing heavily, he arrived at Torres's quarters and the door opened briskly. He stepped into the darkness and looked around as his eyes adjusted to the darkness. He heard noises from the bedroom and walked over to the archway. There he saw Torres standing up and Marlin was on her knees in front of her eating her out, or so it seemed. "You're late, Harry, that's not good!" Torres scolded him. "I'm sorry, but I could have swore I had time when I left-" Harry stopped in mid-sentence and mid-step. He couldn't believe his eyes. Marlin had turned around to face him and Harry got a good look at Torres' pelvis as his eyes finally adjusted to the dark. There, between Torres' legs, was a huge, heavily ridged Klingon cock, wet with his girlfriend's saliva! Marlin stood up and walked over to him. She embraced him and whispered in his ear "Ready, honey?" "What.. how, is that-" Kim was stammering. "Real," Torres said,"100%!" "Oh my God..." Kim was paralyzed with shock. He felt something hard rubbing up against his leg and looked down. There, between his GIRLFRIEND's legs, was a raging hard-on! Kim nearly fainted, but he was too blown away to do anything. Torres came up behind Marlin and wrapped her arms around her, brushing her lips along her earlobe and massaging her breasts. Marlin moaned softly as Torres teased her dark brown nipples until they were erect. Both women eyed the astonished ensign wickedly. Marlin grabbed Kim's hand and led it to her penis, sliding it sensuously up and down it's length. She moaned softly as Kim's hand massaged her male member. Torres kissed Marlin's ear fully and grabbed her hips. She made a shoving motion and Marlin winced and gasped loudly. Torres had shoved her Kock up Marlin's ass and was fucking her standing up, slowly and deeply. Marlin moaned loudly and grabbed Kim by the sides of his head and yanked down roughly. Kim lost his balance and fell to his knees, putting his mouth right in front of Marlin's penis. "They can't be real," he thought to himself. But when Marlin opened his mouth and shoved her cock roughly down his throat, all his doubt went down the disintegrator. That was certainly no dildo! That was a seven-inch hot, smooth raging pillar of flesh his GIRLfriend was raping his mouth with! He couldn't ignore the tremendous bulge in his pants, but he couldn't allow himself to enjoy it, he WASN'T gay! He could see every now and then Torres's tremendous penis (about twice the size of Marlin's) sliding in and out of his girlfriend's willing asshole faster and faster, with building forcefulness. With each hard thrust, Marlin's cock was shoved to the hilt down his throat. He learned quickly to relax and not choke; Marlin's forceful thrusts along with her pulling on the back of his head was forcing Kim to deep throat her on almost every thrust. Then the worst of his fears came. Marlin began moaning in long, loud bursts, she stiffened up and fucked Kim's mouth with incredible speed and force- bruising the soft cartilage of his nose. Then it came. It shot out of her cock like a fire hose and sprayed all over the back of his throat- it was hot and viscous, and there was a LOT of it! Much more than HE ever produced- he had to swallow most of it, but much of it ran out of the sides of his mouth and down his chin, it stained his uniform. Finally, she pulled out and jerked herself off slowly over his face, squeezing the remaining cum out over his lips and cheeks and chin. She kneeled down and licked it off his face then kissed him deeply more passionately than she had EVER kissed him. "God, I love you!" She breathed heavily between kisses. Before Kim could recover, he smelled a strange, somewhat repulsive smell. He looked up and saw Torres' cock looming over him, it was covered with Marlin's ass-juices and smelled pretty raunchy. Torres was standing behind him and grabbed his head and pulled it back until she could slip her huge cock into his mouth, which she did- HARD. "MY turn!" She growled as she savagely pumped away at Kim's upside- down head. Marlin swore she could see the impression of Torres' cock pressing out Kim's throat- she could definitely see it bulge out noticeably with every thrust. She reached down into Kim's pant's and grabbed his cock- which was hard as tritanium by now- she squeezed hard and slowly jerked him off as Torres continued to pump away at his mouth. Kim gagged at first, both from the size and from the natural response one has to the overwhelming smell (and taste) of shit- which coated Torres' cock. Now a wet brown ring had formed around his lips and he had given up all struggle. As Torres pummeled away at his throat, Marlin continued to jerk him off. Torres began a long, low growl and thrust her cock hard and deep into Kim's mouth such that her balls covered his nose. She stayed that way for a few seconds growling louder and louder until she grunted animalistically and thrust hard as the first wave of pink Klingon cum shot down Kim's gullet- two more and Kim swallowed them both without trying. Torres then squeezed her own cock hard and pulled out- she turned Kim around so that he was facing her and next to Marlin. She positioned her cock over his open mouth and jerked herself off in his mouth, spilling the rest of her load directly into it. She gave Marlin a spurt or two every now and then, but gave most of it to Kim. He hadn't been swallowing and it had filled up his mouth- some of it spilled out, but Marlin scooped it up and pushed it back in. When Torres had finally finished, she had released about a pint of cum into Kim and Marlin's mouths- an impossible feat for a human, but average for a Klingon (MALE, that is!) Marlin closed Kim's mouth and Torres knelt down in front of him and glared intently into his glazed eyes. "Now swallow like a good little bitch," Torres moaned coarsely. Kim kept his eyes locked in Torres' strong gaze and did as he was told. Three long gulps and it was gone. Marlin opened his mouth for inspection and it was empty but for a few errant cumstrings between his lips and tongue. Marlin positioned her puckered mouth directly above Kim's and let a long, slow stream of pink cum spill out into Kim's mouth, filling it halfway. She spit the last few bits in and ordered him to swallow with his mouth open as the two women watched. He did obediently and Marlin and Torres grinned sadistically at his compliance. They picked him up and stripped off his clothes, then laid him on the bed on his back. "Okay," Torres said, "Let's get started!" Kim groaned in misery/pleasure and had forgotten completely about how impossible this situation was. If it was a dream, it was the most realistic dream he'd ever had! Marlin straddled his head and slipped her hard-again cock in his mouth and got in a 69 position with him, taking his raging penis in her mouth. He almost came right away, but then Marlin lifted his balls as Torres spread his legs. Marlin sucked on Torres' cock for a bit as she inserted two saliva-wet fingers up Harry's ass. Just as Harry was realizing what was coming, it was too late. Torres shoved her massive organ right up Harry's tight ass and fucked HARD. Marlin took Kim in her mouth and sucked in time with Torres' thrusts. That was the first of his three orgasms that afternoon, all of which Marlin would feed back to him from her mouth. Afterwards, Marlin ate the stored up Klingon Kum of two orgasms from Kim's ass and even mouth-fed some of it to Harry. Then, as Marlin was savagely fucking Kim's ass as hard as she could, the comm signal bleeped. "All senior officers to the Conference Room," the voice said. "Damn!" Torres swore. Marlin ignored to call and finished fucking Kim, cumming up his ass so hard he'd be sore for a day. "I've always wanted to do that!" Marlin said as she dismounted the tired and used ensign. "Sorry, Marlin, duty calls, we'll have to continue this next time," Torres said as she zipped up her pants. She picked up Kim's cum-stained uniform and tossed it to him," C'mon Ensign, the Captain's waiting, and you don't want to piss her off, she's worse than ME!" Kim was just starting to come out of his fucked-daze as he heard Torres call out "Exit". A large yellow door appeared where the door to the bedroom was and Torres and Marlin walked over to it as they adjusted their uniforms and fixed their hair. "Computer, end and save program," Torres spoke into the console. The room reverted to the yellow-on-black grid and the computer replied "Program 'SheMan1' saved. You may exit when ready." As the two women left, sans penises, Torres turned around and spoke one last time," Don't worry, Tiger, we still respect you!" Marlin blew him a kiss and a growl and the door slid shut. * * * Kim had been fifteen minutes late for the conference, and the Captain had said she would devise a suitable punishment for him later. But what was on Kim's mind most of all was the day's previous events. It seems Torres and Marlin had been programming this scenario over the last week or so. They endowed Torres with a rather large-end Klingon phallus and Marlin with an exact copy of Kim's own (he thought it looked familiar!) For the cum, Torres had sampled Kim's cum from one of his masturbation sessions without his knowledge and replicated it. Kim's cum was in the replicators recipes?! So Marlin's cum was really Kim's (he thought he'd recognized the taste!), and Torres' was just a pink and slightly modified version of the same! Marlin and Torres had even managed to simulate penile sensations by having the computer actually use transporters to give them REAL penises in place of their normal anatomy (much like the Doctor replicated Neelix's lungs, they would not work outside of the holodeck, though). In all, it was an elaborate set-up and a lot of trouble to go through, but it was worth it to them. They had waited until Kim fell asleep and then has Seska transport him into the holoversion of his room while he was asleep (which explained the missing cumspot). Kim was confused. He knew he was coerced into the situation, but that didn't explain the excited condition of his penis throughout the proceedings. He himself had had three orgasms! How could he deny the fact that he enjoyed it, yet it shamed him more than he could bear. He had a lot of thinking to do, but the foremost though on his mind now was Torres and her holomovie. It had turned out that this Romulan they had met was from twenty years in the past, and so they weren't going to be able to go back with him after all. This was the wormhole Tasha had come through, and, unfortunately, it was still a portal to twenty years ago. However, they WERE going to send their messages along. Kim sat on the bridge as the Romulan was in the transporter room being sent off by the Captain and Tuvok. Torres approached him. "Voyager to Kim, come in?" Torres said. Kim realized he'd been spacing out and came around, "Uh.. hi... Look, Torres, I realize that the whole thing about sending my parents the holo was just an excuse to get me to join in with you and Marlin, but-" "Oh, that was no excuse, I sent it!" Torres said calmly. "Wha- you WHAT!?!" Kim nearly jumped out of his chair. Only he wasn't sitting in a chair because his ass hurt too much. "Yeah, and the one I made on the holodeck, too." Torres said with complete confidence. "No- no, you- you WOULDN'T!" Kim was absolutely petrified, "but you said, you said you wouldn't if I-..." "I ALSO said to be prompt, and you were 5 minutes late, Tiger!" she said and she gave him a slap on the ass. Before Kim could respond, Tuvok and Janeway came on the bridge and announced that the Romulan did not survive to the current time, according to Tuvok's research, and that meant their messages would not make it to their families, unfortunately. Kim was the only crew member that was happy about this. Torres turned to him and Kim stopped smiling. "Oh well," she said," I'll just have to think of an ALTERNATIVE punishment for you." she winked as she slapped him on the ass and entered the turbolift. T H E E N D! __________ VOYAGER Uncensored #2 "Lost & Found" by Scatwoman. Well, thank you for reading, I hope you enjoyed this part as well as the previous four, not to mention the previous four-part episode "S-Space". If you want them, and can't get them , let me know, and I'd be happy to send them via e-mail. I'll also be reposting them again soon with corrections, etc. My one request to all readers is that you e-mail me and tell me what you thought of the story; what you liked, disliked, what you want to see more/less of, and, of course, any ideas or suggestions you have are greatly appreciated and seriously considered! As always, I answer all mail I get! Look for episode 3 in the series coming soon!