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Story title : Star Trek Voyager - S-Space
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Voyager S-Space - Part 1
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Voyager Story Part 1 (F, mF, Ff, dom)
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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 unbut-
toned 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 some-
one 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, Tu'vok. What's new?"
Janeway asked. A hand idly touched the nipple of her
breast. Tu'vok 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."
Tu'vok 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, Tu'vok?"
"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 pro-
bably 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 inter-
rupting 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 poaked 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 litt 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 get-
ting 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 realy 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 tingteled.
"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
aganst 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. Escpecially 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 humialted 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 rest-
ing 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, completyly 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 plea-
sure 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 grab-
bed a rober 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.
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Voyager: S-Space Part Two (Ff, dom)
By: Pussy Willow
Part Two
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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 magnificantly, 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 embarrased, not so much be-
cause she was nude and humiliated but because she was
liking every moment of it. Somehow that was more
embarrasing 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, anmd 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 somone 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, Belona Torres remembered.
Marlin shifted uncomfortably in her little
chair. She didn't know what possessd her, she was
usually conservative, to wear a skrt 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
swivelled 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 embarrasment, 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
thoraty, almost masculine. One of Torres' hands gently
carressed Marlin's neck and she moaned. Suddenly, she
felt a hand on her thigh, just below the skirt. Torres
was moving it up slowly, carressing 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.
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Voyager: S-Space, Part Three
By Pussy Willow
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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....
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 Chakatoy's was
longer, but never experienced it first hand. She
reahced 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 eveything 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-
deaded 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 open-
ing. 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
necessay, 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
escpecialy 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 acorss 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.
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Part 4 of Episode 1
Voyager : S-Space Part Four
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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 Tu-vok 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. Tu'vok 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'
Tu'vok 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 greying hair and beatty 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 Tu'vok 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 grovelling
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.
Chakatoy 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 Chakatoy bucked
his hips, she smiled up at him and in one quick motion,
engulfed his entire shaft in her hot mouth. Chakatoy
let out a moan and grabbed on to her head. As he did
this, she reached down and played with her soaking, hot
pussy.
Tu'vok 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 Tu'vok was
watching. He watched everything. He noticed with
detached interest that Chakatoy 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. Tu'vok had never witnessed an orgy
before. It should prove.... interesting.
Just as the lift doors opened and Janeway entered,
Chakatoy 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," Tu'vok 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. "Tu'vok, 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," Tu'vok
began shakily. "They were stolen by a pack... of...
one armed Ferengi. They said -"
"That's enough Tu'vok. Go and put your pants on."
"Yes Captain," Tu'vok said and headed quickly for
the lift.
"Where are they Tu'vok?"
"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," Tu'vok 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.
Chakatoy 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 cares-
sing 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 some-
thing, 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.
Chakatoy watched with interest at what was happen-
ing. 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.
Chakatoy 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 Chakatoy 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 Chakatoy's prick.
She gushed all down his leg and made a puddle on the
floor. Chakatoy 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
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