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This work may be copied freely for non- profit purposes only. == == == 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. * * * ***************************************************** 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". ***************************************************** STAR TREK: VOYAGER, episode #2 "Lost & Found" By: MG Part 5 0f 5 (FF/m, anal, oral, D/s, trans) ***************************************************** 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". ____________________________________ 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 ! _____________________________________________________ Kristen's collection - Directory 6 - text 8379