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Part 4 of Episode 1 in the continuing Voyager Uncensored series...



     Well, there is sex again in this one too. You can expect to find
sex in anything you see here. That's the way it is. DON'T GO ON HERE if
you don't like sex or don't like reading about it (maybe because you
don't get any -whatever). Also, if you're under 18, don't read this. I
know this subtle message here will stop you. As always, read and enjoy.
And comments are welcome, no matter how bad they are. Comment are
welcome on the series in general too. Let us know if you like reading it
so we are inclined to make more. 


     Pussy Willow

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                     Voyager : S-Space Part Four


     Janeway was exhausted. In the past few hours she had had more sex
than the entire time since their mission began. The rest of crew, she
knew, was acting similarly. The halls deserting look attested to
this. She had reports from all over the ship about sexual hijinks. 
     Everywhere she had gone, men and women looked at her with sexual
excitement evident in their eyes. Almost no one was in uniform anymore
and even she wore a small miniskirt that barely covered her pussy. Which
was not covered by anything like underwear. Everywhere people looked
openly lustful as they stared at her legs and form fitting top. 
     And now 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 caressing them and Paris responded. He moaned softly
and squirmed in her hand. Her smile grew and she suddenly gripped
tighter. Paris closed his eyes and his erection shrank. 
     "This is how I have you," Janeway whispered to him. "Understand?"
Paris could only nod. Pain was evident on his face. "You're mine. If I
tell you to do something, you do it. Understand? Good. If I tell you to
jerk off, you'll do it willingly and enjoy it." Paris' dick got harder,
it grew a little. "If I tell you to spank yourself you'll do that too.
If I tell you to fuck yourself in the ass, you'll do that." With that
she slipped her other hand around and teased Paris' asshole. He moaned
and his penis jerked in her hand, fully erect by this time.
     Chakatoy watched with interest at what was happening. The Betazoid
woman watched too, one hand gently stroking her pussy the other pinched
her nipple. She felt the sexual excitement and shame that Paris felt, at
least a sliver of it and she shivered.
     Janeway shoved a finger in all the way to the second knuckle and
Paris jerked, his breath coming in spurts. "You like that, don't you?"
Paris turned red but said nothing. Kes whimpered on the ground. She was
tempted to touch herself but knew Janeway would be mad.
     "If I ever catch this kind of behavior on the bridge, while you're
on duty," Janeway said, stopping her stroking of Paris' cock. "I'll
strap something on and take this little cherry myself."
     With that, Paris erupted all over the ground. It kept coming out
in spurts. He moaned and moved against Janeway's finger, fucking it.
Finally, his orgasm subsided and he could breathe again.
     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  
********

     The end of the 'S-Space' episode. This was only part one of the
'Voyager - Uncensored' series. For the next installment, check out "Lost
and Found" by MG, now on the internet. And watch here for more exciting
adventures.....


            Pussy Willow


End of part 4
end of episode 1
Read episode 2: "Lost & Found" parts 1-5!!!

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