On The Other Side Of The Mirror
By Maquis Leader
Rating NC17 (plus a few notches)Contains BDSM, 3 way sex, rape, torture, and non consensual sex.
Remember Living Witness? Run kiddies, this isn’t your mama’s J/C.
“Bridge to Janeway.”
Kathryn was leaning on her desk, Chakotay’s cock ramming painfully into her ass. She ignored the hail and concentrated on the delicious feeling.
“Bridge to Janeway.”
“Damn it! Janeway here!” She growled. “This better be
important, Harry!” He knew what they were doing. The sadistic little bastard.
“We’ve detected a ship on long range sensors.”
Waiting, she reached back and stroked Chakotay’s hip. He had stopped moving but his fingers still dug into her breasts and he was panting in her ear. “And?” She drawled.
“Thought you might want to be on the bridge.”
“Thank you for your concern.”
He loved her voice, husky and gravelly. Like fine whiskey. Her anger vibrated through her body and into his, joining them even more intimately. Nuzzling the back of her neck, he slowly twisted the dildo that was buried in her pussy.
“Time to intercept?” Clenching her inner muscles, Kathryn was rewarded with Chakotay’s teeth biting into her neck to stifle a groan. Two could play at that game.
“Thirty minutes, Captain.”
“Plenty of time then, Lieutenant Kim. Janeway out.”
“We’re going to have to kill him.” Chakotay breathed in her ear.
“Yes, but not today.” Bracing herself against the desktop, she pushed back against his hard thrusts. One big hand slid down to tease her swollen, throbbing center while the other pumped the thick dildo into her pussy in time with his own rough movements.
Grunting, Chakotay watched the cheeks of her ass jiggle as he pounded her against the desk. “Perfection – “ He ground out through his clenched teeth.
“Yes… harder… fuck me… harder!” Bowing her head, Kathryn relished the feel of the desk biting into her flesh and the long thick cock stretching her open. Rumbles and explosions ripped through her. Crying out, she collapsed across the desk. Panting and gasping, she clutched weakly at the sides of the desk as he began pumping even harder.
She was beautiful. Helpless under him, crying and whimpering as he used her body. Jerking the dildo out of her, he tossed it aside and pulled his cock out of her tight ass. For a moment, Chakotay took in the sight of his shaft, dark and glistening with her juices as it lay against the creamy white cheeks, before he shoved it into her pussy.
“Uh! Maquis savage!” Pushing up onto her elbows, Kathryn braced back to meet his energetic pumping. Pain arched through her as he twisted a hand in her hair and pulled her head back to sink his teeth into the side of her neck. The fingers of his other hand grasped her hip, curling around and digging down into the bone.
Having this woman writhing under him in pain and pleasure spurred him on. “Starfleet bitch!” Arching back, he gave a final vicious thrust and exploded into her body.
She couldn’t breathe as he collapsed onto her, his weight crushing her to the desktop. Gasping for air, she reached up to grab a handful of his hair and tug. Cool air washed across her bare ass as he lifted up off of her and gratefully, she gulped air into her empty lungs.
Lying across the desk, too weak to get up, Kathryn listened to Chakotay running water in the small bathroom off the ready room. His cum leaked out of her, pooling on the desk and dripping to the floor. Luckily, she didn’t have to clean it up.
A hand on her hip, then a warm wet cloth between her legs told her Chakotay was back. Gently he cleaned the swollen lips and wiped away the sticky mix of their sex. Unable to resist the sight of his seed leaking from her body, he pressed his mouth to her.
When his tongue lapped at her, Kathryn jumped and moaned. A series of rippled explosions followed his tongue as it pushed inside of her. Greedily he lapped up the juices pushed out as her inner muscles clenched in orgasm once again.
The soft hum of the dermal regenerator almost lulled her to sleep. The aches and stings faded as he moved over her body and when he lifted her in his arms, she snuggled against him contentedly. Lowering her to the sofa, he knelt next to her and switched the regenerator back on.
Watching the big hands moving carefully over her body, Kathryn let a smile crook the corner of her mouth. Chakotay was a study in contrasts. During sex he was rough and demanding, hurting her in his animal passion. And afterwards caring for her as tenderly as a mother with her newborn. When he fucked her, he was merciless, bruising and marking her. Even biting her until he drew blood. Then when he was finished, he removed the traces from her body. She sighed as he kissed a bite that was stinging painfully. Only when he had restored her skin to unmarked perfection would he be happy.
He turned slightly, profiling the untattooed side of his face. Did the tattooing separate him light from dark? Good from evil. Saint from sinner?
A touch to the tribal marking covering the left side of his face made Chakotay look up. Kathryn was smiling at him as she ran a black gloved fingertip over the etched lines.
“Make sure you don’t miss anything.”
“Of course.” He smiled.
The force of the dimpled smile blinded her. Every time she thought she was immune, he dazzled her again. The black velvet eyes glowed with love and tenderness. Kathryn chuckled.
“What?”
“Nothing, pet.” No one else on Voyager ever saw that look. It was for her and only her. She stroked his hair and he arched into her touch like a sleek black cat. The crew surely thought him incapable of anything more than cruelty. As he nuzzled at her breast, Kathryn thought about the strange twist of fate that had brought them together.
Seven years ago…
“How do you know my name?” Chakotay glared at the Starfleet Captain on the view screen.
“I know a great many things about you.” She smiled. “Right now, I’m missing a crewmember and I bet you are as well.”
“My engineer.” He admitted grudgingly.
“I propose a truce until we find them.”
“A truce?” He laughed. “Like I’d trust you?”
“Listen to me.” Kathryn planted her hands on her hips. “You’re Maquis trash and as far as I’m concerned I’d just as soon rip your guts out for garters.”
“The feeling’s mutual, Starfleet bitch.”
“They’ve got one of my crew and no one – no one fucks with my crew.”
They glared at each other across space. Finally he asked. “What terms?”
“For now, it’s us against them. After we rescue our people we go home.”
“And then?”
“Then I give you a head start into the Badlands.”
Chakotay laughed again. “And what guarantee do I get?”
“None.” She tugged at one of her black leather gloves. “Take it or leave it.”
For a minute he was tempted to tell Janeway to kiss his ass.
But they had B'Elanna. She was the one member of his crew that he knew was
loyal. “Deal.” And nobody fucks with my crew either.
“We’ll beam you and two of your people to the bridge.”
“If you’re lying, bitch…” The threat hung in the air.
When he materialized on the bridge, Chakotay’s eyes were drawn to Tom Paris sitting at the helm. “You!”
Kathryn stepped in front of him as he charged toward Paris. The collision of their bodies sent sparks through her. He was big, much bigger than she’d thought.
Looking down, he met the smoky blue eyes and a sizzle passed between them. She was small, petite. He could easily wrap his hands around her throat and snap her neck. And yet he couldn’t lift a hand.
“Forget him.” She laid a hand on his arm and pressed closer. “We have to go to the Array.”
He nodded. Later, he would kill Paris. Slowly.
“Good to see you, Tuvok.” She smiled over the Maquis leader’s shoulder.
“Captain.” Came the cool response.
He spun to face the Vulcan. “You’re – “
“Starfleet.” Tuvok smiled evilly. “Sent to find you and hand you over.”
Slowly, Chakotay met Ayala’s eyes. They were both dead men. If they were lucky it would be quick and painless. One of the guards would put them down with a phaser rifle. If not, he met Tuvok’s eyes once more; the Vulcan was very skilled at torture.
“Relax.” Licking her lips, Kathryn ran her eyes over the taut ass and muscular thighs encased in tight leather pants. “Save it for when we get home. Right now, these Delta Quadrant fuckers have our people.”
Turning back, Chakotay realized he had little choice now but to trust her. “You have a plan?”
“We beam over and find who’s behind the home grown holograms. Then we kill them.”
“Good plan.”
“Glad you like it.” She smiled. Then she backhanded him. “That’s for calling me ‘bitch’.”
“And you’re not?” He wiped the blood from his lip.
“Oh, I am.” She stepped close again, pressing her body to his. He was dangerous. Anger rippled beneath his skin. She couldn’t wait to tie him down and fuck him. “You just haven’t earned the right to say it.”
When this was over he’d kill her. Make her scream in agony as he fucked her. Chakotay smiled. “Give me time.”
The smile dazzled and blinded her. God, he’s gorgeous! She would definitely have to have him before she killed him. Maybe even keep him for a while. Licking her lips again, she stepped back and nodded in the direction of the lift. “Let’s go.”
They found the old man sitting and strumming mournfully. “Go away!”
“Where is my crewman?” Kathryn knocked the banjo out of his hand. “Where is he?”
“You’re bad. So very bad. Go away.” He waved his hand.
In a flash they were back on voyager. “Damn!” Kathryn growled.
“Captain!” Ensign Wildman called from the science station. “The Array is changing position!”
On the screen they watched as the monstrous station rotated and energy pulses began shooting out from it.
“What the hell is he doing?”
“Our people aren’t on the station, Captain.”
“What?” She glared at Wildman. “Why didn’t you tell me that before?”
“I – I didn’t know.” Sam cringed back. “Scans were blocked until now.”
“Find them.” She slapped a gloved hand on the console. “Find them now.”
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Kathryn stared out the viewport at the small Maquis ship pacing them. Was he sleeping? Fucking someone? Lying back on the bed, she slid her hands down over her breasts, rolling and pinching the nipples. Was he sucking her breasts? The fingers of one hand searched through her curls until she found the swollen bundle of nerves. Was he finger banging her? Two fingers plunged inside the wet opening while the heel of her hand crushed down on the small bud.
Was he big and thick? Long? Would he be lying on her, shoving into her hard? Was he raping some poor helpless girl? Enjoying her pain and making it his pleasure? Panting, Kathryn picked up the silver dildo and rubbed it along her wet folds before shoving it in hard.
Arching up, she cried out as it stretched her open. He’d fuck her hard and deep, pounding into her and trying to hurt her. Ruthlessly she shoved the thick dildo in and out of her pussy. Propping her feet up on the headboard, she thrust it in as deep as it would go, screaming at the delicious pain.
Shudders tore through her as she imagined Chakotay fucking her. Pounding into her. Panting and gulping, she pulled the dildo out and scrabbled among the sheets for her other toy. “Hello, Fred…” She kissed the fat head. “Hello, Barney.” She kissed the other.
Rolling over onto her knees, she worked the twin heads past her protesting muscles until they were sheathed deep inside of her. A flick of her thumb and the vibrations echoed through her pussy and ass.
Chakotay would fuck her ass like an animal. Holding the slim handle, Kathryn worked the dildo in and out roughly. Tears trickled down her cheeks at the pain as Fred stretched her ass open and Barney pumped her pussy until she thought she’d burst.
The large dark body would press her down, fucking her until she couldn’t breathe, hammering his weight into her. “Oh, God!” The ripples grew into quakes then explosions until Kathryn fell forward onto her face with a final scream of ecstasy.
Fred and Barney continued to buzz as she tossed them on the floor.
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“I assure you, we have no interest in your debris.”
“You don’t?”
“No.” Kathryn mentally rolled her eyes. Voyager could blast this orange alien’s ship into even more debris without breaking a sweat. “We’re looking for some of our crew kidnapped by that Caretaker.”
“Ah, well, I might have information on that.” He rubbed his hands together. “For a price of course.”
“And what would that be?” She turned casually toward Tuvok. He nodded; the alien could be beamed to the brig on her order.
“Oh, not much… “ The wheedling voice got her attention once again. “Say some… water?”
“Water?” Water? She arched an eyebrow. “And do you know how… valuable water is?”
“And how valuable are your crew members?” He countered. “Five thousand gallons.”
“Outrageous. Two thousand.” She smirked.
“Three thousand and not a drop less!”
“Very well.” Kathryn heaved a dramatic sigh. “You have us… over a barrel.” Behind her, she heard someone stifle a laugh. Rollins? He’d pay later for that slip. “We’ll beam you over.”
“Beam? What – “ He vanished off the screen.
“Keep him in the buffer for a few minutes until we can prepare an appropriate welcome.” Kathryn settled comfortably in her command chair once again. “Get me the Maquis Captain.”
Instantly the screen changed to show Chakotay lounging against a console. “Shrewd bargaining.”
“When in Rome…” She eyed the wide shoulders and broad chest. The white shirt he was wearing was taut, displaying the muscles lurking under the thin material. “Perhaps we should talk to this Neelix together?”
“Perhaps.” Shifting slightly, he stretched out his legs and leaned back. Take a good look, bitch. The rapacious gleam in her eyes was nothing new. He’d seen that look since he was a boy. He’d been fuck bait the second he’d hit puberty.
Biting her tongue to keep from licking her lips, Kathryn slid her eyes up the leather clad legs and over the muscular thighs to linger on the bulge between them. “If you’re afraid?”
“Cautious.”
“Afraid… I’ll hold you captive and torture you?”
A slow smile covered his face. “I know about Starfleet hospitality.”
“Yes, I’ve read your files.” Standing, Kathryn smoothed the front of her uniform jacket. Chakotay had been a respected and feared Starfleet officer before he quit and threw it all away to go back to his pathetic backwater planet.
As he watched the black gloved hands slide down over her breasts, his cock stirred and hardened. He would have fun with her before he killed her.
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Neelix realized his mistake as he suddenly appeared in a stark gray room. He groped at his side for his weapon.
“Looking for this?” Kathryn dangled the phaser from her fingertips. “Crude.” She tossed it to one of her security team. “No doubt effective. But crude.”
“I – we – we had a deal!”
“Did we?” She circled him. “Oh yes, the water.”
Chakotay settled a hip on the enforcement console. “Water has a certain… value where we come from.”
“Yes, yes! But – “ Neelix looked at the restraints and equipment in the room. “They have my friend, too! I’ll tell you if you help us!”
Well, this is no fun. Kathryn stalked over to where Chakotay lounged casually. “Should we help him?”
He shrugged. If they weren’t going to torture the ugly alien, this was a wasted trip.
“She’s all alone! She’s so innocent!” Neelix was shoved back by Tuvok as he reached out to grab her shoulder.
“Innocent?” An auburn eyebrow arched up. Chakotay smiled slightly.
“She’s just a child – those Kazon are holding her captive.” He pleaded. “She’ll know where your people are! You must save her!”
“We’d be happy to save her.” Stepping closer to Chakotay, Kathryn laid a gloved hand on his arm. “Wouldn’t we?”
“Of course.” The air between them crackled and sizzled as they shared a look. A poor innocent child was relying on them for salvation? The question was – who would save her from them?
Correctly reading the tension between his Captain and the Maquis, Tuvok stepped beside them, breaking the spell. “Do you want to tractor his ship into the landing bay?”
“Why not.” She shrugged. “Check his ship’s computer for the location of this planet his… friend is on and anything else that might be useful.”
“And Neelix?”
“Confine him to the brig.” She sniffed delicately. “And give him a bath.”
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The Kazon gathered to stare at the shuttle as it touched down. Men armed with phaser rifles guarded the ramp as it settled onto the desert floor.
“Friends! I have come back to trade with you!” Neelix trotted down the ramp.
“Trade? After you stole from us?” The Majh laughed. “We’ll take your heart in trade!”
“You’ll take the water and be happy I let you live.” A husky voice drawled.
Majh Cullah glared at the woman standing at the top of the ramp. “I’ll take your water and chew the flesh from your bones!”
“How very primitive of you.” She flexed her hands inside the black leather gloves. “It’s too hot here. Neelix, where is your friend?”
“There – she’s there in the doorway.” He pointed out a slight figure at the edge of the crowd.
“Go get her.” She jerked her chin in that direction and the security team began forcing its way through the crowd.
“I am Majh here! I – “ Cullah crumpled to the ground as a phaser blast caught him in the chest.
“It’s too hot here.” Kathryn went back into the shuttle. “I should have used the transporters.”
“These dirtball aliens have never seen a transporter.” Chakotay was sitting in the pilot’s seat. “No sense tipping our hand.”
“True.” She leaned back against the console in front of him. They’re barbarians. He didn’t even threaten to rape me.”
He grunted. “Probably thought you’d enjoy it too much.”
“I doubt he’d know how to do it properly.” Kathryn let her gaze roam over his body. “Just a simple toss and fuck.”
The image of shoving her over the console and fucking her made his cock harden painfully. “As you said, it’s too hot out here. No way to enjoy the finer things.”
“Umm… and I hate to sweat. Unless it’s for a good reason.” Unzipping her uniform jacket, she revealed the black silk bra underneath. Sweat beaded and rolled between her breasts.
Mesmerized, Chakotay watched the drops trickle down her white throat and into the valley between her upthrust breasts. Rising from his chair, he pinned her against the console and lowered his head to lap at her salty flesh.
The metal console bit into her ass as he crushed her against it. Kathryn moaned as he bit her nipple through the black lace. His erection rubbed her mound as he humped her urgently.
Cruel dark eyes burned into hers as he pushed her legs farther apart. The sound of phaser fire made him look up. “They’re killing them.”
“I know. I told them to.” Her hands cupped his ass and pulled him closer. “It’s too damn hot for anyone to live here anyway.”
Chakotay could smell her arousal as he suckled and bit her breasts again. The clatter of boots on the ramp made him step back. He’d fuck her when her security chief wasn’t around to save her. Giving her nipples one last vicious twist, he settled back into his seat.
Kathryn growled in frustration as his weight lifted off of her. Zipping her jacket back up, she stalked to the rear of the shuttle. Neelix was cradling a dirty form. “This is your friend?” She demanded.
“Yes. Kes, this is Captain Janeway.”
“Thank you.”
The voice was soft, almost musical. Pixie like ears peeked through fine blond hair. Kathryn studied the girl carefully. Small, fragile looking thing. Both eyes were blackened and her lip was cut and swollen. “How long were you their prisoner?”
“I don’t know.” She gulped at the water bottle Neelix held for her. “A few weeks I think. Maybe a month.”
Small but able to withstand punishment. Good. “Don’t worry. We’ll take good care of you.” Behind her Chakotay laughed softly.
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Kathryn listened to Kes’ story with half an ear. She could care less about the girl’s journey to the surface or her time with the Kazon. The mention of shielding did interest her, however. “So there may be cracks in this shielding we can scan through?”
“I think so.”
“Then it’s possible we could get in and see if our people are there.” She leaned on the end of the bio bed. “We’ll just scan for breaks in the shielding.”
Looking at her ass as she bent over the bed, Chakotay envisioned grabbing her hips and forcing himself inside of her. Fucking her tight ass while she screamed and begged for mercy. Glancing up, he saw Tuvok glaring at him. The Vulcan knew exactly what he was thinking. Grinning, he shifted closer and looked down at her ass in the tight black pants again.
The hair on the back of her neck was standing up and Kathryn held in a shiver. She’d deliberately bent over in front of Chakotay to tease him. With Tuvok there he couldn’t do more than look. Otherwise he be pinning her down and tearing her clothes off. Forcing his cock –
“The Caretaker has sent others to us before.” Kes climbed down off the bed. “I believe your people are there.”
While the girl and Neelix debated her role in helping retrieve their kidnapped crew, Kathryn fumed over having her fantasy interrupted. Turning, she caught the look in Chakotay’s eyes. Hot and lustful. She smiled at him and flicked a glance at the elfin girl. A dimple flashed as he smiled.
“Captain?”
“I’m sorry, Kes.” Kathryn smiled at her. “I was making plans.”
“I said I would help guide you through the city.” She smiled. “I want to cooperate with you anyway I can.”
“Oh… I’m sure you will.”
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In the underground Ocampa city, they discovered that both B'Elanna and Harry had been there but had since disappeared. Kes led them to the entrance of the tunnels. “They may have tried to use the tunnels to get to the surface. We’ll have to split up and search for them.”
“Tuvok, take Mr. Paris and Neelix. Chakotay and I will stay with Kes.”
“Captain, I would suggest that I come with you for your own protection.” Beside him, Paris smirked.
“Not necessary.” Kathryn waved away his concern. “I’m sure I’ll be just fine.”
“May I remind you that Chakotay is a dangerous criminal and – “
“Are you questioning my orders, Tuvok?” She asked softly.
“No, Captain.” He stepped back. “Merely reminding you of the possible danger. Part of my job as your Security chief.”
“A job you do so well.”
“Your Captain will be safe, Vulcan.” Chakotay started down one of the tunnels. “But you need to sleep lightly.”
Kathryn waved Kes down the tunnel after him. “Don’t worry,
Tuvok, I’ll be safe.” Our little pixie friend here may not be so lucky.
Neelix stared after them for several moments before reluctantly following Tom and Tuvok. Something about these people made him very nervous.
They followed Kes down a series of tunnels. “I don’t know that they came this way.”
“I have something on the tricorder.” Kathryn held up the small flashing device. “Not too far ahead.”
Chakotay pressed against Kathryn’s back, ostensibly to look at the tricorder readings. In reality he wanted her to feel his hard cock and know it was only a matter of time before he got his hands on her. “Don’t worry, Kes. The Captain knows what she’s doing.”
“Oh, of course!” Kes stopped at an intersection. “With your equipment, I’m sure we’ll find them quickly.”
“Wait.” Kathryn stopped Kes as she walked past a dark side tunnel. “In here.”
“Oh, I don’t think they’d go in there.” She stepped back to the entrance. “It’s a dead end. There are just computers and machines.”
Which was what her tricorder was set to search for. “We should check; I’m getting a signal.” She looked over her shoulder at Chakotay. His dark eyes glittered in the dim light. “Don’t you think so, Chakotay?”
“We need to go in there.” He smiled and nodded at the Ocampa girl over Kathryn’s head. “I think we’ll find what we’re looking for.”
“But it’s a dead end.”
“They might have stopped to rest.” Kathryn gave her a gentle smile.
“Yes, that’s true.” Reluctantly Kes moved down the dark tunnel. Even ill and disoriented, this wasn’t a tunnel she would ever take.
Chakotay caught Kathryn as she started after Kes. Grinding his body against hers, he cupped her breasts in his hands and pinched the nipples cruelly. “You’re next.” He whispered in her ear.
Her free hand reached up to pull his head down. “Soon.” She whispered back. He released her with one last electrifying pinch.
As they rounded a curve, they found a small room full of equipment. Multicolored lights flashed furiously across various consoles. “This is it.” Kathryn scanned the equipment again before closing up her tricorder and putting it away.
“There’s no one here.” Kes looked around the small room. There wasn’t anyplace someone could hide.
“Exactly.” Kathryn grabbed the other woman’s arms and pulled her back against her. “Take her.”
“What are you doing?” Her blue eyes grew wide as Chakotay reached for her. “What are you – “
His mouth crushed down on hers and his hands tore the front of her dress open. Greedily, he fondled the small pert breasts and pinched the pale pink nipples.
Twisting away from his mouth, Kes tried to scream for help.
Kathryn’s gloved hand clamped over her mouth. Chakotay’s hands were under her
skirt, tearing away her underclothes as she struggled against them. Please!
Please, no!
Pulling her legs up around him, Chakotay opened his pants and freed his throbbing cock. Over Kes’ shoulder, Kathryn was panting in excitement, red lips parted. Probing between the girl’s legs, he found her dry and hot. Good. Inserting one thick finger inside of her, he watched her eyes widen in pain and tears began to flow as she realized what was going to happen to her.
Kathryn grunted as she was shoved back against the wall. Kes’ cries were muffled against the leather of her glove as Chakotay worked his cock inside of her. “Yes!” She hissed. “Fuck her!”
All Kathryn’s solicitous questioning about Kes’ treatment at the hands of the Kazon had been for this one moment. Her relief in finding that Cullah hadn’t sexually abused Kes was the only part of her act that had been real. With a hard lunge, he forced himself into the tight sheath, tearing through the barrier in his way.
There was an instant gush of wetness between Kathryn’s legs at Kes’ muffled scream of agony. The force of Chakotay’s thrust slammed her into the wall and she reveled in the pain. Kes’ screams of pain as his thick cock tore her open made her own pussy throb and ache with need.
The tribal markings on his face were twisted in pleasure as he grunted and panted with each forceful stroke. The Ocampa girl’s struggles and whimpers added to his excitement and he pushed her legs farther apart to sheath himself fully inside of her.
“Harder, Chakotay! Harder!” Kathryn’s free hand slid down Kes’ back and under what was left of her dress. She squeezed a firm buttock before feeling for and finding the girl’s pussy. Tracing the lips stretched around the thick cock, she caught the big balls as they slapped against the tortured flesh and squeezed them tightly.
Chakotay grunted in surprise as he felt Kathryn’s fingers cup his balls. Leaning over, he pressed his lips to hers and thrust his tongue into her panting mouth.
Every pump of his hips slammed her into the wall and she knew her back would be bruised and sore later. Biting down on his lip, Kathryn suckled the taste of blood before he jerked back.
“Bitch.” Lowering his head, he nipped his way along Kes’ neck until he reached her breasts. Biting down on a pink nipple, he smiled as another cry came from behind the black leather glove. The fear and pain in the girl’s eyes spurred him on. Pumping harder, he let a hand drift down to cup her ass and feel for the tight opening. Once again, he met Kathryn’s eyes as he shoved a thick finger inside of the girl. “I want – to hear – her scream – “
“Next time, pet.” They couldn’t risk someone coming to help her. “Do you want to fuck me, Chakotay?”
“Yes – yes!” Her fingers circled his cock as it slid in and out of the other woman’s pussy. “I’m going – to fuck you – to death – “
“You can try.”
The husky whiskey laugh tempted him back for another kiss. Their tongues dueled and fought as they ignored the suffering girl crushed between them. Chakotay felt Kathryn work a finger into Kes' ass alongside his and together they added to her pain. Their eyes met and they bonded in her suffering.
A sound startled Kathryn and looking up, she saw several Ocampa come into the room. Damn! Snatching her hand from Kes’ mouth, she felt for the phaser on her hip.
“Please let her go!”
Huffing in frustration, Chakotay jerked his cock out of the tight hot sheath. “Get back!”
“Please…” A young man at the front of the group twisted his hands anxiously. “You’re hurting her!”
Telepaths! Kathryn cursed as she realized covering Kes’ mouth hadn’t done a bit of good. They could have been enjoying her screams all this time. A harsh laugh pulled her attention back to Chakotay.
“They’re not going to help her.” He laughed. “They’re sheep.”
They were standing bunched in the doorway unsure of what to do. Violence was unknown to them. No Ocampa intentionally hurt another.
“Let her down.”
“Kathryn?”
“Now.” She pushed him back. Kes collapsed to the ground between them. “Let them watch.”
Dropping to his knees, Chakotay grabbed the delicate face and forced Kes to open her mouth. Shoving his aching cock past her lips to choke off her cries, he began humping. She was scratching and shoving at him as she gagged. Just as his balls began slapping her chin, Kathryn pulled her away and he growled in frustration. “What the fuck are you doing?”
Hauling the crying girl around by a handful of the blond hair, Kathryn forced her to kneel in front of him. With a few hard tugs, the dress tore away and left her naked. “Now, fuck her.”
Rubbing the head of his cock against the reddened hole, he let his gaze move over Kathryn. She was panting, tongue flicking out to lick her red lips, and the smoky blue eyes glittered with lust. “You want me to fuck her in the ass?”
Her hands, encased in black leather, pulled the pale cheeks open. “Yes!”
“Unzip your jacket.” He pushed the swollen head of his cock against the clamped muscles. “Let me see your tits.” When the black jacket slid open, he shoved until he popped past the first ring of muscles. Kes cried out at the intrusion.
Fondling her breasts thru the silk bra, Kathryn unhooked it to roll a hard nipple between her fingers.
“Pinch it.” He waited until she gasped in pain before shoving deeper into Kes' body. “The other one! Twist it!”
Kes’ scream of agony tore up out of her chest as the huge cock slammed its full length into her guts. She sobbed in relief as it was pulled out only to scream again as it rammed back in. Cruel fingers dug into her hips and held her up as he pounded into her.
In the doorway, the Ocampa reeled and cried out. Some fell to the floor and wept.
“You’re fucking all of them, Chakotay.” Kathryn ran a hand over his face. “They all feel it, pet.”
“Good – spirits – she’s so – fucking tight!”
“Not for long.” Purring with delight, she rubbed the girl’s face against her mound. Chakotay’s cock was sliding in and out furiously, slick and glistening with the juices and blood from their victim’s body.
“You want it?” He reached out to fondle a milky white breast. “You want my cock, Kathryn?”
“It’s beautiful.” Tugging off one of her gloves, Kathryn laid it across Kes’ heaving back. Circling Chakotay’s thick cock, she squeezed it until he groaned. “Fuck her harder.”
He was soon grunting with exertion as he pounded into the crying girl. Kathryn’s fingers were pinching off the fat vein to help him keep from climaxing. Squeezing until the pain was almost unbearable. Grasping Kes’ small breasts, he pinched and twisted the nipples to make her cry out. In the doorway, her friends cried out with her.
He was magnificent. Sliding a hand over his straining flanks, Kathryn caressed the golden skin. A magnificent animal. Grunting and panting as he fucked the helpless body beneath him. Pumping until the room echoed with the sounds of flesh slapping flesh.
Tugging at her pants, Kathryn thrust her hand down inside to rub at the throbbing bundle of nerves. As she shoved two fingers inside her aching pussy, she released Chakotay’s cock to reach under Kes’ body.
New agony burned through Kes as hard fingers crushed the small nub between her legs. Please help me! She cried out mentally as helpless screams strained her throat raw.
In another branch of the tunnels, Tuvok stumbled as the psychic pain washed over him.
“Watch it, Vulcan.” Tom pushed him away.
“Locate Lieutenant Kim and Torres. Locate them quickly!” The Captain was playing a dangerous game they all might pay for.
Exquisite pain raced though his body and Chakotay grabbed a handful of Kathryn’s hair to pull her to him for a kiss. His tongue stabbed into her mouth in rhythm with his last thrusts into Kes’ body. His seed exploded from him and he pitched forward into Kathryn’s arms.
“There, there, pet.” Kathryn cradled the dark head against her as she pumped her fingers into her pussy and strained for her own release. Strong fingers pushed her hand aside and took over. Moaning in pleasure, it was her turn to hang onto him as he expertly thumbed the swollen bud while he pushed his fingers deep and hard into her.
Sharp teeth bit into his neck as she came. Panting against her pale throat, Chakotay bit and suckled until she cried out. “Bite me, bitch – I bite back.”
“Promise?” She pushed Kes aside and pulled him closer. Cradling the dark head against her, Kathryn stroked his shoulders and back lovingly.
The nudge of a phaser under his chin broke through his blissful haze. Her crooked smile taunted him. Fuck! He was going to die with his pants down and his limp cock hanging out. Then the phaser slid up over his shoulder and he winced at the whine of its power so close to his ear.
Behind him the consoles exploded and the lights dimmed. “Janeway to Voyager.” She purred in his other ear.
“Voyager here, Captain.”
“Can you lock onto our signals?”
“Yes, Captain. The shielding is down.”
“Beam the Ocampa closest to me to my playroom.” Kathryn trailed a fingertip over Chakotay’s lips.
“Yes, Captain.” Kes vanished.
“Playroom?” He cocked an eyebrow at her as he finished fastening his pants.
“We can both fuck her next time.” A cruel smile curled the corners of her lips. “Both of us.” She kissed him gently. “Fucking her pussy and her ass.”
He nipped at her lips. “You have one of those strap on dildos?” The image made his cock stir and begin to harden again.
“It’s so much more than that.” Zipping her jacket shut, Kathryn retrieved her glove from the floor and pulled it back on. “I had it custom made. A nice thick cock for my pussy. You wouldn’t want me to be left out, now would you?”
Chakotay watched as she delicately flexed her hands to settle the leather in place. “And?”
“And a nice thick cock for our friend to enjoy.”
“I can’t wait.”
“Janeway to Voyager. Lock on to the rest of our party, including the Maquis, and beam us up.”
As they stepped off the transporter pad, Chakotay pulled B'Elanna from Tom Paris’ arms. Lifting her up, he followed as the others helped Lieutenant Kim to Sickbay.
“Where’s Kes?”
“Kes?” Kathryn frowned. She hadn’t meant for the Talaxian to be beamed up with them.
“Is she all right?” He clutched her arm. “Was she hurt?”
The security team by the door lowered their phaser rifles into position, but she waved them off. “I’m sorry. Kes was hurt when part of the tunnel collapsed. She died.”
Lieutenant Baker looked down at his transporter controls. He knew without being told that he had never beamed the girl back on board.
“I’m so sorry, Neelix. Perhaps you should go back to your ship. We’ll be leaving for the Alpha Quadrant now.” She nodded at Lieutenant Baker.
“I should – “ Neelix disappeared mid sentence.
“Thank God. He was boring.” She left the transporter room. “Janeway to bridge. Set a course back to the Array. And get that garbage scow out of my landing bay.”
“Yes, Captain.”
When Voyager and the Liberty arrived back at the Array, they found it pulsing with even more energy and ships swarming around it protectively.
Damn! “Scan those ships, I want to know who they are!”
“They’re Kazon, Captain.” Harry was once more at his Ops station. “They’re hailing.”
“This station is ours!”
“I don’t want your station.” Kathryn relaxed back into her chair. “I just want to use it to get home.”
“Find another way home!” The image snapped off.
“Well, I think that was uncalled for.”
“They are powering weapons, Captain.” Tuvok reported.
“Well?” She tilted her head to look at him. “Destroy them, then.”
The Kazon ships were no match for Voyager’s firepower. Even outnumbered, she easily overpowered their weaker shields. The smaller Maquis vessel dodged in and out of the battle, harrying the larger ships and distracting them so Voyager could finish them.
Crossing her legs to ease the ache between her thighs, Kathryn imagined Chakotay’s hands on the helm controls guiding his ship gracefully and aggressively.
“Captain, I’m getting some strange readings from the Array!”
“Strange, Lieutenant Kim?” Sighing, she discarded her fantasy of Chakotay’s fingers inside of her. “Anything more specific? Or did it just hit the ‘strange’ marking on your screen?”
Flushing, Harry looked down at his console. “A power build up. I think it’s going to self destruct.”
“What?” She bolted up from her chair. “Are you sure?”
“Yes, ma’am.”
“Tuvok, get a team. We’re going over there and stopping that crazy old man.” Pausing as she entered the lift, she shot one last order at Harry. “Tell Chakotay what we’re doing. Tell him to stick close if he wants to go home.”
On the Array, they found the old man huddled in a corner of the barn. He shook his head. “Why are you here?”
“We want to go home.” Kathryn grabbed his shirtfront.
“I must destroy the Array before I die.”
“Send us home first!”
“You don’t understand! It’s too complicated!”
“Complicated! You don’t know how complicated!” She shook him.
“What have you done?” He pushed her away. “Evil! Evil Woman! You’ve destroyed the shields that protected them!”
“Send us home, old man!”
The scene around them flickered and faded, the barn replaced with computer consoles. Tuvok and his team went to them immediately.
“You’ve doomed them, doomed the Ocampa.” The old man gasped. “They were safe behind the shields.”
“Why were they underground?” There was something the old man wasn’t telling them. Some missing piece to all this.
“We didn’t mean to, we were curious.” He shook his head sadly. “I was left to watch them. My mate and I.”
“Where’s your mate?” If there was another one of these beings, then she could send them home.
“She left... got bored… I stayed to protect them.”
“You destroyed their environment?”
“Yes, but we didn’t mean to…”
“Sounds to me like you doomed them, old man.” Kathryn stood up and sneered at him. “You’re pathetic.”
“Evil woman…” His body flashed and was gone, leaving only a gray rock behind.
Lifting it, she studied it curiously. Was this his true form or merely residue of some sort?
“Captain, we cannot stop the self destruct sequence.” Tuvok called to her. “We will have to leave.”
“Can we use it to get home?”
“Not enough time.” He shook his head.
“Damn!” Throwing the gray lump at the wall, she watched it shatter into a thousand pieces.
“Get us out of range.” Kathryn dropped into her seat as she entered the bridge.
“I’m not sure how large a radius – “
“Harry, if we take any damage…” She said softly.
“We’ll be clear, Captain!” He assured her. A shiver crawled down his spine at the implication. He’d suffered her wrath once and that was enough.
“Captain, the Maquis ship has sustained heavy damage. Their shields are gone and they are drifting.” Tuvok’s voice was smug. “Another hit should finish them.”
“Beam them aboard.”
“Captain? Our mission – “
“Was to capture the Maquis.”
“Surely, it would be in our best interests to let them die.” The Vulcan argued.
“I’ll decide what’s in our best interests.” The rest could
die for all she cared, but not Chakotay. Oh no, I have plans for him.
“I’ll put them in a secure location.” Tuvok entered a set of commands into his console.
“Do that.” She rested her chin in her hand. “And have the Maquis Captain put… somewhere I can… interrogate him.”
“Understood, Captain.” He kept his voice carefully neutral of the anger and disgust he felt.
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“Shields are down!”
“Shut up and fix them!” Chakotay shouted at Seska across the small bridge. “B'Elanna! We need the engines on line now!”
“We don’t have engines!” She slammed her hands down on her useless console.
“Then get out and push!” He ground his teeth in frustration. “We’re going to – “ There was that moment of transition and disorientation that a transporter always caused before his ass hit on hard deck plates. “ – die! What the hell?”
“We’re on Voyager.” B'Elanna was standing a few feet away.
“Of course, so she can hand us over to Starfleet.” Getting to his feet, he did a quick count. Thirty of so of his crew had beamed aboard as well. The others must be dead or left to die.
“If we can get out of here, we can… we can… “ She staggered.
“Gas! They’re flooding… “ The deck plating rushed up to meet him once again.
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Opening his eyes, Chakotay stared into the darkness. His arms were restrained over his head and his legs were spread wide and restrained as well. Cool metal under his skin told him he was naked.
Turning his head, he saw light at the very corner of his eye
and realized the room wasn’t dark; he had been blindfolded. The gag in his
mouth kept him from calling for help, not that he would have. What plans do
you have for me, Tuvok?
The Vulcan had tortured several Cardassians while he was in
the Maquis. Coolly carving skin from flesh and flesh from bone as he asked his
questions. You won’t have fun with me, Vulcan. Everything I know is too old
to do you any good, so you can have it.
A touch on his ankle made him flinch. The touch moved up his leg before stopping to rest on his inner thigh. For a long moment there was nothing more and he strained for a sound, a scent, anything that would tell him what was going to happen to him.
If not for the gag, he would have cried out as his balls were cupped and squeezed. The pressure increased painfully then stopped as the hand stroked and petted him.
A warm wet mouth took his flaccid cock and began sucking and
licking. Fingers probed behind his balls and down between his cheeks. Jerking
involuntarily as a finger was thrust inside of him, he realized torture would
be a welcome alternative to what was going to happen. Grandfather, give me
strength! Help me be as strong as our ancestors!
Steeling himself as a second finger joined the first to pump
painfully in and out of him, he fell back on his Starfleet training. Only
the weak cry over rape. Lock your mind away. Live to kill your tormentor.
The mantra played over and over in his mind as the pumping grew rougher. His tormentor’s breath panted on his limp cock and a body rubbed against his inner thighs as the fingers slid out of him. Only the weak – He cried out behind the gag as something cool and hard was shoved up inside of him.
Grateful now for the gag, Chakotay couldn’t hold back the whimpers of pain as the hard length pulled back and pumped into him once and again. After a third excruciating thrust, a soft voice in his ear startled him.
“You’re beautiful, Chakotay.”
Janeway? The dildo she’d told him she wanted to use
on Kes, she was using it on him instead. Bitch!
“From the first moment I saw you, I wanted to touch you.” Her voice was low and husky with passion. Leaning back, she ran her gloved hands over his golden skin. Firm, taut muscles rippled as the black leather passed over them. The white dildo stood out in stark contrast to his dark skin. Leaning down, she took a flat nipple in her mouth and bit down until he thrashed under her. “You’re mine now, Chakotay.”
Sadistic bitch! His nipple throbbed painfully and he wondered if it was bleeding. Her fingers dug into his face as she jerked the blindfold free. Blinking in the harsh light, he took in the leather bustier she wore.
Her breasts were plumped up over the top and almost ready to spill out. The white skin of her breasts and belly was exposed between the leather laces and the auburn hair hung down loose and wild around her shoulders. His cock began to harden despite the situation he found himself in.
“We’re stuck out here. All alone.” She laved at the nipple she’d wounded. “No one to trust but each other.” She rocked back, pulling the dildo out of his body. “We can work together…”
He shook his head violently. Never, bitch!
“Or…” She pushed the hard length to the hilt inside of him again and he cried out behind the gag. “Or you die.”
The black velvet eyes blazed at her from over the gag.
“There are several men on my crew who would love to get their hands on you.” Her tongue traced the tribal markings on his face. “How many of them would it take to fuck you to death? Hmmm?”
Closing his eyes, Chakotay lay still as she traced the dark lines down his cheek and onto his neck.
“How long would it take?” Kathryn pushed deeper into him until he arched up in agony. “Fifteen? Twenty? Would it take a day or two? Maybe longer? Or you can join me. Be my first officer.”
His eyes opened once again and locked onto hers.
“We can have so much fun together.” She pulled the hard rubber shaft out of him and licked her way down his belly. “Look over there, she’s waiting for us.”
Turning his head, he saw Kes gagged and blindfolded, arms stretched over her head by the chains holding her so that her feet barely touched the floor. Her legs were chained wide apart so that he could step easily between them to fuck her pussy or her ass, whichever he chose.
Kathryn nuzzled the hardening shaft. “Think what we can do together. There’s no Starfleet or Maquis. No one out here to give us orders.” Her mouth moved over his balls, sucking one then the other before moving down to kiss and lick his abused anal opening. His cock jumped in response.
Crawling up to sit astraddle his chest, she grabbed a handful of the ebony hair. “Make a choice.” Pulling off the gag, she threw it aside.
The dildo bounced obscenely against his chest as she moved. Chakotay’s stomach turned. He couldn’t suck that thing, not even to live. As he watched, Kathryn unfastened the buckles at her hips and pulled it off. A soft moan came from her parted lips as the length inside of her slid out.
Studying it, she kissed the sticky head before rubbing it across his lips. She laughed as he turned his head. Moving up to kneel over his face, she looked down at him. “Your choice. And I can guarantee you’ll suck cock and worse.” Brushing his lips with a fingertip, she smiled sadly. “After you’ve been fucked a few times, you’ll beg them to use your mouth.”
As she hovered over his mouth, Chakotay could smell her arousal and it became impossible not to taste her. Carefully, he nuzzled into her curls and licked at the pink lips.
“Good choice…” She ran her fingers through his hair. “I’d hate to see you turned into one of Tuvok’s bitches.”
Her pussy rubbed his mouth and he thrust his tongue up into her, lapping and licking at her as she rocked over his face. He caught and sucked the small bundle of nerves until she cried out.
“I’m going to fuck you, Chakotay.” Kathryn’s pussy left a trail of her juices as she slid down his body and eased onto the hard thick cock until it was deep inside of her. “Do you want me to fuck you?”
“Undo my hands!” He jerked at the restraints. He wasn’t about to lay there and let this bitch use his body.
“Not yet.” She began riding up and down on him harder. He was big and thick, stretching her open as she shoved herself down on him. “Will you fuck me hard, Chakotay?”
“Yes!” He gasped as she ground down onto him. She was hot and tight, much tighter than he would have expected. “I’ll fuck you – like you deserve – to be fucked!”
“Good…” Leaning back until her hair brushed his thighs, Kathryn pumped frantically until the head of his cock was hitting her womb painfully with every stroke. Ripples of fire poured over her while her fingers teased and pinched the excited bud above where they were joined. With a cry, she fell across him, her inner walls squeezing him as she climaxed. His own cry echoed hers as his seed spurted to fill her.
Panting, she leaned an elbow on his chest. “So?”
“First officer? A token position or would I have real power?”
“Second only to me.” She kissed him gently. “Would you like to have fun with her now, pet?”
“I’d rather fuck you first.” The husky laugh tickled his ear. “See how you like getting it rammed up your ass.”
“You’ll have to find out on your own.” Sliding off the table, Kathryn undid his restraints, taking time to kiss the bruised flesh. A large hand curled into her hair, jerking her back. Scalp burning, she cried out as he shoved her against the metal table.
“You may be the Captain, bitch, but here I’m in command.” His free hand pushed the head of his cock against the tight opening. “You like being fucked in the ass because I say so!”
The edge of the table bit into her hips as he rammed the thick shaft inside of her. Screaming as he pulled out to slam back in, she reached back to scratch at him.
Grabbing her arms, he twisted them behind her back. “Oh, no, I’m the one dealing the punishment now.” He slapped her ass hard, bringing forth another shriek from her.
Arching her back to meet his thrusts, Kathryn bit her lip to keep in her moans and cries as he rubbed her over stimulated bud and plunged his fingers into her pussy.
“You wanted to fuck me?” Chakotay pumped harder and deeper, driving her into the metal table. “I’ve wanted – to fuck you – on the bridge!”
The pain and pleasure fought for control as his cock threatened to tear her apart. Thick fingers fucked her pussy in a counter rhythm until she screamed and begged. “Fuck me! Fuck me harder!”
Straining and grunting, he dug the fingers of both hands into her hips, grinding into the bone for a handhold until he was slamming their bodies together. Her body convulsed and spasmed around his cock tearing his control from him and forcing his seed out in painful spurts.
Kathryn lay limply under his final brutal thrusts. Tears trickled down her cheeks when she felt his cum flood her and cool the burning inside of her.
Pulling his softening cock out of her, Chakotay ran his hands over the soft white skin. After kissing the red handprint on her ass, he rolled her over onto her back. Her legs splayed open limply as he examined her. The dark head bent to bestow a kiss on each bruise and mark. Helplessly, she watched as he got a dermal regenerator off the tray next to the table.
Carefully and gently, he removed the marks he’d left on her skin until it was once again milky white perfection. Her hand brushed through his hair while he worked and his heart contracted painfully as he realized this woman was the other half of his soul. “Better, beloved?”
“Much.” She sat up and wrapped her arms and legs around him. The dimpled smile dazzled her. “I’m glad we’re out here together. The Alpha Quadrant was so boring.”
“The Delta Quadrant will be much…” He nipped at her lips. “Much more fun.”
Across the room, Kes whimpered in fear.
The present…
Fastening her pants, Kathryn stood and walked over to the form lying huddled on the floor. “Pathetic.” She nudged with her boot and the woman whimpered and curled up more tightly. “She wasn’t very much fun, Chakotay.”
“No.” He stood over their victim. “No spirit. I like the ones that fight and scream.”
“I know, pet.” She pulled his mouth to hers for a kiss. “We’ll just have to find someone else to play with.”
“I wish we still had the girl – the Ocampa – she was a screamer.” The girl’s name and face had faded long ago. Only the memory of her suffering remained.
“You just have to be less rough with your toys.” She ran her fingers through the ebony hair to settle it back into place. “It’s your own fault.”
“Bridge to Janeway.”
“Janeway here.”
“Intercept in ten minutes.” Harry paused. “If
you’re ready, Captain.”
“Of course I am, Harry.” She smiled at Chakotay. “I’m ever ready. Janeway out.”
“He’s becoming irritating.”
“Yes, but not dangerous.”
“Not yet.”
“We’ll have to find someone else to take care of things.” She nudged the cowering woman on the floor with her boot again. “He does so well at getting rid of things.”
“B'Elanna’s loyal. She took care of Seska, remember?”
“Too loyal.” She snapped.
“Jealous?” He grinned.
“You’d like that, wouldn’t you?” Kathryn grabbed his cock and squeezed.
“I fuck her sometimes. Just to make sure she stays loyal.” The fire in her smoky blue eyes excited him and he grew hard once more. “I’m yours, beloved. You know that.”
“Good.” She squeezed until his jaw tightened in pain. “This thing won’t be nearly as much fun in a jar on my desk.”
He took her mouth in a vicious kiss before they left the ready room.
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