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Story title : STAR TREK VOYAGER - LOST AND FOUND
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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
enourmous phallus into her rectum. Janeway shuddered
with delight, caused by both Kes' anal peril and Kes'
lips and tongue eagerly devouring her pussyjuices.
"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 intoxi-
cating 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 Bull-
mule, sliding her cuntlips 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 shreiks 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 dialated 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-fuced her and fingered herself. The entire time,
the two women kept their eyes locked ineach 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 mischeivously 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 promplty 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 lifeform on board had
been knocked unconcious 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 ineffecient, 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, Trans-
porter Room, lock on to the shuttle occupant and beam
him directly to Sickbay!"
The transporter cheif 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, embarassed. 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 holodocter 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 Katheryn 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 Lieutennant Tasha Yar, of the starship
Enterprise", the blonde woman responded.
* * *
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STAR TREK: VOYAGER, episode #2 "Lost & Found"
By: MG
*****************************************************
ote: 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 Holo-
doctor'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 wan'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 rediculous!" 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 pantyline 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 warthog, 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 protuding 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.
"Lieutennant? 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 para-
llel 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 embarassment- I had Te'Don pussywhipped 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, asha,"Janeway
said,"but I'm afraid you're not quite back home yet.
First of all, you travelled 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 inter-
rupted, "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 croth and massaging it. Tasha
moaned in ecstacy. 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...
* * *
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 cuntlips. Tasha
shook violently with the first touch as Torres teased
her with her fingers.
Tasha was so hot that she had to conciously
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 Tigerpit. "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 unintel-
ligably.
* * *
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 shere 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 cuntjuices. 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
underused 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 shreiked 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
orgasmed three times before Commander Chakotay came
in.
"So, B'Elenna, I see you've made Lt. Yar feel
like one of the crew already?" he said as he stood
silouhetted 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 surpised. 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 illogi-
cal 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 excaimed 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 cheecks wide and
licked her dark brown asshole, prepping it for
Chakotay's cock with her tounge. 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,
revelling in the pungent taste of her insides.
"Tasha, what are you- OHHhhhh," Torres moaned
with delight as she sucked Tasha's pussy with antici-
pation 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
intelligable maon 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 exhilirating! 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, moaing 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 feircely
and she built up to the most powerful orgams 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 shreiked
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 thouroughly exhaused
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 episdoe
"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 gigallo."
"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 nderstand.
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 recipees 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!
* * *
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 Commitee.
"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 noticable 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
tastebuds 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 recipees 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 distract- edly. Torres was no
Betazoid, but she could tell the big Indian was
uncomfort- able. "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 behaviour,
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' shoulderstraps, 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 ettiquette 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 fromJaneway.
"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 tounge 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 cuntlips. Janeway moaned lightly and
shuddered. Kes saw the goosebumps forming up and
down Janeway's arms. She continued running her soft
lips along Janeway's sensitive swollen mound, then
finally applied her tounge. She flattened her tounge
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 tounge 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
supress a soft moan every now and then. She was
surprised Kes and Janeway didn't hear her, but she
was sure the two were thouroughly 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' qver-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 over-
poweringly, 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 thouroughly degraded and
thouroughly exhausted.
Tasha was turned on as hell and attacked Kes'
mouth with her own before the little Ocampa could
swallow the last mouthfull of Janeway's urine. Tasha
drank the leftover from Kes' mouth and proceeded to
french-kiss her roughly, revelling 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 obiously 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 positionedher 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. Wheras 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 tounge around her mouth for
the camera, tasting the strong urine with every part
of her tounge. 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 synthehol and was surpised 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.
* * *
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".
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STAR TREK: VOYAGER, episode #2 "Lost & Found"
By: MG
Part 5 0f 5 (FF/m, anal, oral, D/s, trans)
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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 "Cat".
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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 breif
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 houseguests to show them how well
they're son is doing in Star Fleet!" Torres giggled
evily.
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 perfor-
mance 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 knock-
ing (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 nevously.
"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, brush-
ing 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 kis 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 disintigrator. 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 forcefullness. 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
cartilidge of his nose. Then it came. It shot out of
her cock like a firehose 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 noticably 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
obediantly and Marlin and Torres grinned sadistically
at his compliance. They picked him up and stripped
off his clothes, then layed him on the bed on his
back.
"Okay," Torres said, "Let's get started!"
Kim groaned in misery/pleasure and had forgot-
ten 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 recipees?! 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 !
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