t she
wanted to do, then I owed it to her.  And of course, I'd go down on her
too. But what I really loved was her ass.  I could lick her ass for hours
on end.  It always gave me an instant hard-on.  That soon led to anal sex,
she let me every few months, but it steadily got more and more frequent.  I
could tell, though, that she was not enjoying it as much as I.

   She eventually told me she wanted to try sex with another woman.  Of
course, I didn't mind.  She fooled around with a few until she found one
that really hooked her.  This woman was a real bitch, and I mean that in
the nicest sense of the word.  Mishi had always let me watch if the other
woman was okay with it, but when she hooked up with this "Lynne", my
observations took on a new meaning.

   Lynne was extremely dominant and could get my girlfriend to do anything
for her.  She'd grab Mishi roughly and really fuck her face hard.  Mishi
would eat her for all she was worth, and Lynne would ride her tongue like a
wild buck!  I was allowed to watch, but that's all.  Sometimes Lynne would
order me to jerk off while I watched and this really turned Mishi on.  I
swear I never got my girlfriend as hot as this domme could just by ordering
her around.  I guess I just never had that dominant streak that my
girlfriend seemed to find irresistible.

   Occasionally, Mishi would be ordered to suck my cock while Lynne fucked
her with a strap on.  Lynne would fuck her in the cunt and sometimes up the
ass.  When she would fuck her up the ass, she would make Mishi lick the
shitty dildo clean afterwards!  I never knew Mishi could be so kinky.  I
was once ordered to eat Mishi out while Lynne fucked her up the ass with
her strap-on.  I could smell the shit on the dildo as it pumped in and out
of her ass.  And I could see little brown specks on the creamy white
phallus.  But, nevertheless, Mishi still greedily licked and sucked it
clean after she had finished cumming in my mouth.

   There had been quite a few sessions I hadn't been able to attend, mostly
morning and daytime ones since I worked, and Mishi didn't (She was still in
high-school).  And Lynne didn't need to work, she lived with us now and we
supported her.

   One day, I came home early for lunch and found out what I had been
missing.  I came in and heard some commotion.  Lynne was dragging Mishi out
of the bedroom by her dog chain that she had Mishi wear 24 hour a day.
Mishi was on all fours as always, and they didn't see me.  It looked like
they had both just woken up.  Lynne took her into the bathroom and put her
on the toilet and told her to go "like a good little bitch".  Only the lid
was closed, and there was a ceramic bowl on the lid.

   I hid myself well and watched in anticipation.  Lynne really had my
girlfriend wrapped around her pinky- but much more than I realized.  Mishi
obediently relieved herself in the ceramic bowl, urine only.  She kept her
blue eyes focused on her mistress's gaze as she did so.  Lynne nodded in
approval when she was done.  She sniffed the piss and lifted it to test its
weight.

   "Not bad," she said, "that's more than yesterday, and has a nice strong
smell."

   Indeed, I could smell it even from my hiding spot.

   "Now me," Lynne said and she straddled my girlfriends face.

   I thought Mishi was going to just eat her out, but she didn't start
licking or anything.  Then I noticed her swallowing!  Lynne was pissing
right into my girlfriend's mouth and she was drinking every drop!

   "Holy shit!" I said a little too loudly and Lynne looked right in my
direction.  Mishi looked over too but didn't stop drinking.

   "Come out, you little spying shit!" Lynne yelled to me.  I didn't get
mad, in fact, I was also turned on by Lynne's aggressive attitude.

   "So you found us out hunh?  I decided to keep our little games from you
since I figured you might not be able to accept them.  But you've caught us
now so you'll just have to live with it.  Piss in the bowl." I looked at
her a little puzzled.

   Mishi just kept drinking, Lynne sure must have had a lot of piss!
Apparently, she saved it up for these little morning sessions with my
girlfriend.

   "Do it, I said!" I hesitated for a second but did as she said.  I pulled
out my rock-hard cock and strained a little to piss in the bowl.  Mishi
watched the flow intently as I did.

   "Looks yummy, doesn't it, Mishi?" Lynne said.  Mishi moaned and nodded.

   I finished and put away my penis.  Lynne finished up and shoved Mishi
roughly on the floor.  She ordered me to strip.  I completely forgot about
returning to work, and did as she said.

   She sat down on the toilet next to the nearly-full bowl of piss and
stuck her finger in and tasted it.  She looked at us both as if trying to
figure out what to do with us.  As she sucked her finger, I looked at
Mishi, she was staring right at her Mistress as if I wasn't even there.

   "Would you like to see your wife drink all this nasty piss, Greg?" Lynne
asked me.

   I turned back to her and nodded "yes.." I couldn't believe what was
happening.

   Lynne stood up then ordered Mishi to tie me up.  This wasn't what I was
expecting.  Mishi was a little surprised too and didn't comply immediately,
somewhat confused.

   Lynne lifted her up roughly and spanked her ass and yelled at her" I
said tie him up!"

   Mishi yelped then left the room and immediately returned with the bonds
Lynne usually used to tie her up with.  Within seconds, I was bound,
totally helpless.  Lynne shoved Mishi back on the floor and lifted up the
bowl of piss.

   "You are now both my slaves.  I will tell you what to do, and you will
do it.  Without hesitation.  Is that understood?"

   We both nodded our consent.  Rather, our obedience, consent was
inconsequential.  Lynne then brought the pissbowl to Mishi's lips.  Mishi
opened her mouth wide and allowed the warm yellow liquid to be poured into
her mouth.  She didn't swallow I noticed until her mouth was full and Lynne
would stop, then tell her to.  She did this for a few mouthfuls until the
bowl was half empty.  Lynne then brought the bowl over to me.

   "Now your turn, you little pervert!" Before I could resist, she had my
mouth held open, and Mishi was holding the bowl.  I couldn't close my
mouth, Lynne was a hell of a lot stronger than she looked, and she was
pretty buff!

   Lynne looked at Mishi and told her to pour the piss into my mouth
because I was such a dirty little pervert.  There was nothing I could do. I
was screwed.  Mishi actually grinned and did as her Mistress ordered her. I
gagged and choked as the liquid poured in, but Lynne held my nose and Mishi
kept pouring it in.  In order to breath, I HAD to swallow it.  They kept
this up until I finished the bowl, more than four mouthfuls!

   Mishi was obviously all worked up from this and rubbing her clit.  She
kissed me deeply but Lynne pulled her mouth away and kissed her herself.
Lynne then told he she wouldn't be getting her breakfast this morning.
After a slight pause of confusion, a look of realization came across my
girlfriend's face and made her even hornier.  Somehow I knew this was bad
news for me.

   Lynne placed a gag in my mouth that kept it open, then turned around and
squatted over my face.  Mishi kneeled next to me and was fingering herself
feverishly.  I had no idea what to do.  I was in shock.  Lynne placed her
filthy anus directly over my mouth and I could see it bulging as the
contents worked their way out.  The smell alone made me want to gag, but
what could I do?

   Then a wet fart spurted out, spraying wet fecal matter all over my face
and in my mouth.  Mishi immediately glued her mouth to Lynne's asshole and
licked it feverishly.  She stuck her tongue right up her asshole and fucked
it.  It came back out all brown.

   Lynne strained and a the tip of a very soft piece of shit started to
come out.  Mishi licked her lips and cupped her mouth over the
protuberance. Lynne strained harder, and I could see Mishi's cheeks fill up
quickly with the soft light brown shit.  The smell was horrendous and I
could hear several wet farts muffled by Mishi's mouth.

   When her mouth was full, she pulled it away and held it open for me to
see.  She closed her eyes and rolled the sticky mess around in her mouth
with her tongue, relishing in the taste.  A piece of shit was hanging from
Lynne's asshole threateningly over my open mouth.

   Then Mishi leaned right over my face and puckered her lips.  She pushed
the shit out of her mouth in a way that made her pretty little mouth look
just like an asshole.  She "shat" the masticated crap right into my mouth!
When it was all in, she shoved it in with her tongue.

   I gagged, but couldn't push it back out.  Mishi took the dildo that she
had been fucking me with and shoved it in my mouth violently, making me
swallow it!  When I had, she pulled it out and Lynne continued shitting-
his time right into my mouth!  It was so wet I could swallow most of it
without Mishi face-fucking me with the dildo, but she did it anyway.  She
would occasionally eat the shit right out of my mouth.

   When Lynne was done, Mishi eagerly licked her asshole clean of every
morsel of shit.  But it didn't stop there.  Lynne removed the gag, and my
mouth was unable to close from being held open.  Mishi immediately placed
her asshole right on my mouth and farted several times into my open mouth.
She was facing me and frigging herself as she farted.

   Lynne had put on a strap-on dildo and started fucking me hard right up
the ass.  This dildo was much bigger than the buttplug- sized one Mishi had
been using.  There was no way this one would have EVER fit in my mouth!
This was the one Lynne buttfucked Mishi with regularly now: the black
12-inch 3-inch wide "King Dong" she called it.  And she was shoving it to
the hilt!

   And me, I was rock hard with my measly five inches!  The shit shot out
of Mishi's fully dilated asshole faster than I thought I could swallow, but
I surprised myself.  As Lynne ass-fucked me harder and harder, Mishi's shit
just kept on coming.  And as bad as Lynne's tasted, Mishi's was three times
worse!  I guess since much of her shit was actually recycled, redigested
shit from Lynne's ass, it was extra nasty!  And there was a LOT of it!
Apparently, Lynne was training her to produce a lot of shit, an as nasty as
possible!  It seems Mishi was doing better in this area than in the urine
department.  I later found out that Mishi hadn't been allowed to shit for a
week and that she was supposed to have been eating this grand meal herself
this morning.  That is, until I came along.

   As Mishi watched me swallow every last foul morsel, she finally came
like a madwoman, shoving her ass against my face an spreading the shit all
over my chin. 

, there are a couple references to other episodes such as "Threshold"
(Tom and Janeway break warp 10 and devolve into Catfish), "Meld" (The
murderous Ensign Suder), and "Phage" (Neelix' Lungs get stolen!).

   Content Note:

   Okay, this one is definitely the most graphic and extreme one I've
written, and they're likely to stay at this level.  I also kind of
abandoned the pretense of having a serious plot in this one, the sex is the
main plot element here, but I tried to keep the genuine characterizations
and humor the previous episodes had.

   This story contains: F/f, FM/f TS/m, F/m, FM/m, bestiality, oral, anal,
watersports, scat, humiliation and D/S.

   (Note that "TS" here stands for a woman with a penis, not a man in drag,
trust me, it will make sense when you read it.)

   Also, as usual, no incest, no pedophilia (though I guess technically Kes
is only 6, but then her race only lives 9 years and is mature by 2), no
torture or snuff.  Just thought you'd like to know.

   ******************************
TEASER:
"Captain's Log: Stardate 49474.7 While I am frustrated by our
unavoidable extension of our journey home by our encounter with the B'omar,
I must say the three months it will take us to circumnavigate their space
is going to go by rather quickly.  It has only been a few days since the
incident involving the Raven and already things seem back to normal.  In
fact, the crew is keeping very busy, especially Ensign Kim and Seven who

are working on the new Astrometrics Lab.  I-"

   A soft bleep interrupted Captain Katherine Janeway's log entry.  "Neelix
to Captain Janeway." She sighed in annoyance and put down the PADD on the
counter next to her, next to the sink.

   "Yes, Neelix, what is it?  And it had better be good, I'm taking a
piss!" she replied with more than a little trace of annoyance in her voice.

   Neelix was in the Mess Hall and heard the splashing sound of Janeway's
urine as she continued to relieve herself, as if to punctuate her point.
"Er- I'm sorry, Captain, I didn't mean to interrupt- I'll just"

   "Just go ahead, Neelix, what is it?" she interrupted.

   Neelix heard his Captain continue to piss and went on, a little
uncomfortably, "Uh, yes, well, it's just that it's Mexicano night here
tomorrow night and I've just found that we're all out of beans and
jollypanos-" Neelix completely slaughtered the word "jalepeno", pronouncing
it like an English word.

   "Jolly- what?  Well whatever it is, just replicate them" replied the
Captain.

   "Well, it's just that, well, I know how much people look forward to the
theme nights, and I'd really like to get them fresh real food if
possible..." Neelix explained.

   "And I take it the hydroponics bays are fresh out?" Janeway sighed,
knowing Neelix had an idea, wishing he'd just get to the point.

   "Well, yes, Captain," Neelix replied, "but I was talking to Ensign Kim
and he told me we have scanned and contacted a planet nearby with an
extensive agriculture, similar to your Earth's, and-"

   "Yes, the Yasmina, we contacted them yesterday.  I'm sure we could
arrange some sort of trade, and it will be good for morale" - unless he
gives us all food poisoning Janeway thought to herself- still, better to
pacify the annoying warthog or whatever he was, "I'll ask them about it...
as soon as I'm done with my piss!"

   Neelix is suddenly flushed, looking around making sure no-one overheard
and got the point, "Uh- thank you Captain, the crew will be grateful,
Neelix out." And with a soft tone, he deactivated the panel and started
planning the "Fiesta".

   Back in Janeway's quarters, the captain picked up her PADD and prepared
to continue her log, when another beep interrupted her.  "Chakotay to
Captain Janeway"

   "Yes, Chakotay?" Janeway asked, a little peeved now.

   "Sorry to bother you Captain, but we've picked up a strange energy
reading..." Chakotay reported.

   Is there any other kind?  Janeway thought to herself, "I'll be right
there," she responded.

   "Chakotay out."

   Janeway put down the PADD and looked down between her thighs into Kes'
deep blue eyes.

   "Swallow," she ordered.  Kes audibly swallowed a mouthful of her
Captain's hot piss.

   "Wipe."

   Kes licked Janeway's pussy lips clean of piss, at all times keeping her
eyes locked with her Captain's.

   "Good girl," Janeway complimented her as she patted her on the head and
stood up, pulling up her pants.  She put Kes' gag back in and turned on her
anal vibrator before leaving, locking the bathroom and heading up to the
bridge.

   *****

   Insert Main Titles and annoying commercials for phone companies and cars
here.

   *****

   ACT 1

   On the bridge, Janeway and Chakotay stood at Ops with Ensign Miya.  Miya
was a Deltan and was standing in for Kim while he worked on the
Astrometrics Lab.  Janeway listened as Miya described the strange energy
reading from over 400 million kilometers away, but like the rest of the
bridge crew, she had a hard time thinking about anything else but Miya's
sensuousness, one of the reasons Deltans find it hard to get far in Star
Fleet.  When Miya first arrived on the ship, she felt apprehension, she had
heard of the difficulties Deltans have had in integrating with humans,
people who found their sexual freedom uncomfortable, but this ship was
different, soon after they'd been stranded here in the Delta quadrant, a
sudden sexual freedom and general decadence had grabbed hold of the crew
and never really let go (read "S-Space", Voyager Uncensored # 1).  Since
then, she has had many sexual partners and now currently shares her
quarters with Tasha Yar, who's sexual appetite nearly matches her own!
(read "Lost & Found", Voyager Uncensored # 2).

   "My best guess would be that the exotic energy is of some sort of
stellar origin, a dense cluster or trinary system, perhaps even a black
hole." Miya finished her report.

   "Or a wormhole?" Janeway offered, having listened enough to inject her
own scientific two cents.

   "Possibly," Miya replied with a glance at Janeway that made the
Captain's lips quiver.

   "Well, we have one stop to make along the way, how long will it take to
get there?" Janeway asked, collecting her thoughts.

   "Almost a week, Captain," Miya answered.

   "Very well, continue your scans, let us know if anything develops.
Helm, set a course for the anomaly, but plot it through Yasmina."

   "Aye, Captain," Paris acknowledged and plotted the course.

   "Yasmina, Captain?" asked Chakotay as they took their seats.

   "Yes, Neelix wanted to try and get some new ingredients for his Mexicano
night, something called 'jollypanos'," Janeway repeated the word with
Neelix's poor pronunciation.

   "Jolly- Jalepenos?" Chakotay corrected her, "What makes him think we'd
find jalapenos 60,000 light-years from Mexico?!"

   "Those were my thoughts as well, Chakotay, but I seem to remember Yamina
was a quite hospitable and beautiful planet, it wouldn't hurt us to have a
little shore leave, we've all been working hard," Janeway explained.

   "And the anomaly?" Chakotay asked.

   "It can wait.  It seems like we run into one every week, and they
usually mean trouble.  Sometimes I think when we find an 'anomaly' we
should just turn around and go the other way" Janeway joked.

   Chakotay smirked and enjoyed the joke, happy to see his Captain is
trying to relax for once.  Maybe, he thought, once he gets her down on
Yasmina, they can relax...  together...

   *****

   "Tom, Dick, and Harry"

   *****

   Smack!

   "Thirty-one!" Kim counted off through gritted teeth.  He tried to hold
back the tears as he repeated, for the thirty-first time, "Thank you, Sir,
may I have another?"

   "Well, since you asked so nicely, yes you may!" Torres replied with an
evil grin, and swatted Kim's as with a Kor'phagh for the thirty-second
time. The Kor'phagh is a mixture of a cat of nine tails and a paddle,
traditionally used in Klingon society in women's training schools to
discipline unruly females.  Ever since her Day of Honor, Torres had been
trying to get into touch with her Klingon roots, so she figured she'd bring
her favorite plaything in on it.

   "OW!  Ungh, thir-thirty-two!" Harry counted off, as the red marks glow
on his bare cheeks.  His face was almost as red as his ass from
humiliation. He was bent over Torres' lap, wearing nothing but a cockring,
a collar attached to a leash in Torres' left hand, and an eight-inch dildo
up his ass, "Th-thank you, Sir, may I have another?"

   "Well, maybe one more since you seem to like it so much," Torres sneered
and gave him one last hard slap on the ass that makes Kim yelp in pain.
Torres was wearing a new Dominatrix outfit, Thigh-high high-heel boots, a
black latex skirt, and a nipple-less black PVC corset.  Around her neck was
a spiked collar, just to finish the look.  After the last blow, she got up
and let Kim drop to the floor.  He hit the ground, then winced in pain and
raised up off his sore ass, trying not to touch it.

   "That will give you something to think about next time you try to go off
and have sex without my permission!" Torres admonished him.

   "I wasn't- I just- she- " Kim stammered to explain, but he couldn't-
can't deny that ever since Seven of Nine started wearing that skin-tight
catsuit all he could think about was getting the statuesque blonde in
bed... it must have been pretty obvious since just a short while ago Seven
of Nine almost raped him because she had picked up on his unspoken
interest.

   "Don't even try to deny it or it's back to the Kor'phagh!" Torres
wielded the Klingon paddle threateningly.

   "OK, ok...  I'm sorry..." Kim backed down.

   "Sorry WHAT?" Torres nearly shouted.

   "Sorry...  sorry Mistress." Kim offered.

   "That's better" Torres put down the paddle and began to take off her
skirt.  Kim saw the huge Klingon penis under her skirt and began to panic.
As uncomfortable as the dildo up his ass was, it was nothing compared to
Torres' holodick she had made for herself...  being drilled like a
Terrelian Mildabon by a aroused Klingon woman was NOT something the human
anus was meant to take well...  and Harry would swear she'd enlarged it
since she had first made it.  It was almost as if she'd been experimenting
on him to see just how much cock he could take up his ass.  He'd never had
the chance to measure it, but it was certainly the biggest cock he'd ever
seen.  And on a normal person it would have been impractical, something
that big on a regular basis would have been impossible to hide and always
would have gotten in the way.

   "Uh, hey," Harry spoke up, trying to delay her, "why is it you can have
Paris but I'm not allowed to- you know?"

   "Oh, is that it, hunh," Torres laughed, stroking her growing Klingon
HoloPenis, "you're jealous!  Well, I can share!  Computer, program Torres,
nga'chuq be'joy' #57."

   With a soft beep, the scenery shimmered and they found themselves in
Paris' quarters, or at least, a holosimulation of it.  Just then, Paris
came in through the door.

   "Honey, I'm home!" Paris said and walked up to Torres and they kissed.

   "Hi, dear!" Torres replied.

   "I see you brought home a surprise!" Paris said as he looked down at
Harry with a chuckle.  He squatted down and checked him out, seeing the
leash and collar, the cockring, and red marks on his ass, "Nice work!" he
said looking back at Torres, who had an evil grin on her face Kim found
disturbing.

   "Kimmy here was just telling me how jealous he is of our newfound
friendship, Tommy," Torres said in mock concern.

   "Really, oh, Harry, you poor guy.  We've been best friends for three
years now and suddenly I go off and be with Torres, how thoughtless of
me... " Tom says.  Kim had a sinking feeling about where this program was
heading.

   "Well, maybe we can make it up to him...  make him feel 'included'"
Torres suggested with a sadistic smile.

   "Sounds good to me, what about you, Harry?" Tom asked, standing up
again, hands on his hips.

   Harry looked at Tom, then Torres.  He knew what was going to happen.  He
knew it was just a holoprogram, but it felt real.  Still, even though he'd
never actually been fucked by a REAL dick, the holodicks Torres programmed
felt...  and tasted real...  but deep inside he knew he's not gay...  but
this was taking it further, now he'd be having sex with a holo MAN....

   "Come on Harry, you know you've always been curious, haven't you?" Tom
said, moving closer.  Torres dropped down next to Harry on her knees and
started to undo Tom's pants where his erection was already showing.

   "You've always secretly wanted to see what all those women were getting
I know you, you little faggot..." Tom continued.  Torres dropped Paris'
pants and held out Tom's semi-hard prick.  Kim smelled the scent of another
man's crotch, Torres began sucking it, long and hard, looking at Harry as
she did,

   "Mmm, yeah, see?  You can have some too, no need to be jealous, come on,
why don't you join her?" Tom urged him on.

   Torres sucked for a bit, while Kim watched, transfixed, unable to think
of what he should be doing.  Torres took her mouth off Tom's now-hard cock
and put her hand on the back of Kim's head, slowly drawing him toward it.
Kim was still stunned, but realized what was happening and momentarily
jerked back, resisting, but Torres grabbed him harder and he saw the steel
glare in her eyes.  He knew that as much as this humiliated him, it would
be over quicker and less painfully than another session with Torres and her
Kor'phagh...  at least she hadn't programmed it to be a monstrosity...
Harry's head was guided forward, and he felt the soft pink flesh of the
head of Tom's cock slip between his open lips and into his mouth.  Torres
guided Kim's head up and down on the cock, making Kim give Tom a nice, slow
blow-job.  After a few strokes, she pulled him off and sucked it herself
again.  She repeated this a few times, alternating, sharing Tom's cock with
Harry.  Tom leaned back and enjoyed it, moaning softly, every now and then
encouraging them with words.

   "Yeah, not bad, Harry, you like the taste of my cock, don't you?" Tom
said as he leaned back and let Torres suck him.

   Harry looked up at Tom, not sure what Torres had programmed this Tom to
do if he didn't play along, knowing Torres, not something good.  He decided
he had to play along.  "y-yes, Tom..."

   "I thought so, you little homo...  come, on then, why don't you give it
to me good this time?"

   Torres again released Tom's cock from her mouth and this time didn't
force Harry forward onto it.

   "Come on, Harry, you said you wanted my dickmeat, now prove it!" Tom
taunted him.

   Harry decided the fastest way to get this over with was to play along,
and went forward on the cock.  He took it in his hand, but Tom knocked them
away"No, man, this is a blowjob, not a handjob!", he said, "use your
mouth...  ONLY your mouth..."

   Harry once again looked at Torres, then went forward, enveloping the
cock of the hologram of his friend and pretended it was just like any other
time, reminding himself it's all just tractor beams and replicators, not
real...  but very convincing.  Torres watched on eagerly, a wicked smile on
her face, stroking herself as she watched.

   "Yeah...  oh...  you're GOOD at this, Harry!  I guess you've had a lot
of practice...  hey, come on, harder..." Tom encouraged, grabbing Harry's
head and guiding him to deeper thrusts.  Deeper and deeper, Tom pushed his
head down, making him deep-throat him, which Harry didn't find all that
difficult seeing as how Torres' "cock" is much bigger and he'd taken all of
hers...  Suddenly, Tom grabbed Harry's head with both hands and started
pumping Harry's face, fucking his mouth vigorously.  All Harry can do is
try to keep up.  Suddenly and a lot faster than Harry expected, Tom tensed
up and thrust his hips all the way forward into Harry's mouth.  Harry's
lips were practically at Tom's balls, his nose buried in his soft brown
pubic hair.  He heard Tom grunt loudly and felt the hot jets of cum shoot
down his throat.

   "Oh yeah, come in his mouth, Tom!  Shoot it down his throat!  Make him
drink your cum!!!" Torres growled as she stroked her faux cock.

   "Oh....  FUCK!" Tom groaned as he shot his load down Harry's gullet.
Harry was thinking only that he was thankful Tom's cock was so deep he
didn't have to taste the cum..  then he caught himself wondering what it
might really taste like if this had been the real Tom...  he forced himself
to stop thinking about it as Tom finished, pumped his face a few more
times, and leaned back, relaxing for a bit.

   "Man...  that was good..." he said as Torres came up and french-kissed
him.  He grabbed her ass as they deeply kissed.

   Kim started to pull off Tom's still-hard cock, but to his surprise,
Tom's hand grabbed his head again and stopped him, "Whoa, Spunky!  You're
not done yet!  That's just the first cum, to get me ready for a real
fucking!  Now that that's out of the way, you can give me a nice, long,
blowjob!  Show me your technique!" he pushed Harry's mouth back down on his
cock, which had never even got soft, "and make it good, I've had the best
back when I was in prison!"

   "Oh, yeah, Harry, I forgot to mention, Tom has quite the stamina, he can
cum usually three or four times in one night, without getting soft!" Torres
now explained.

   SURE he can, Harry thought to himself as he fellated the holoTom, if he
was programmed by Torres he would obviously have super-stud stamina...
this is just beginning, he thought to himself, as he started the long, slow
blow job demanded of him.

   *****

   "Seven of Nine pounds"

   *****

   "All right, bitch, get this slip on so we're ready when we get to
Yasmina," Janeway said, holding a thin, white satiny slip that looked
almost long enough to cover Kes' tight little ass if she stood up straight.

   Suddenly there was a soft chime at the door.  Janeway and Kes looked up
at it, surprised.

   "Who is it?" Janeway said, getting up , ready to hide Kes if it was
Neelix, although it seemed unlikely seeing as how he won't be able to walk
comfortably for a while after his holodeck work-out.

   "Seven of Nine, Captain".  Came the stolid voice from the other side.

   Janeway relaxed and spoke "come".  The door slid open and Seven stepped
in.  She glanced over at Kes and raised an eyebrow, seeing her on the
floor, naked, with her hands restrained behind her back, nipple clamps on
and vibrator sticking out of her ass.  The door closed behind her and
Janeway spoke, "What's the mater, Seven, you look...  troubled."

   "Yes, Captain, I...  I am ..  uncomfortable." Seven spoke with a
vagueness that was uncommon for her.

   Janeway stood up and grabbed her shoulder, "I know, Seven that it must
be difficult for you, but I think you're fitting in well...  the crew is
still adjusting to your...  'unique' demeanor, but I think you've proven
yourself a very valuable member of this family...  the astrometrics lab you
and Ensign Kim have been working on is-"

   "No, Captain, you misunderstand, " Seven interrupted Janeway's pep talk.

   "Oh?  Well, then, what did you mean?" Asked Janeway, a little concern
showing on her features now, a concern that made Kes jealous, despite her
humiliation...

   "I am...  physically uncomfortable..." Seven continued.

   "You..  you mean the suit?" Asked Janeway, she knew it was tight and the
heels were absurd, but it did wonders for crew morale, she'd hate to have
someone with Seven's body walk around in a dumpy engineer's smock...

   "No, Captain," Seven replied, almost rudely, not knowing where Janeway
would have gotten that idea, her Federation "uniform" was infinitely more
comfortable than her Borg suit, she couldn't imagine being much more
comfortable, "I have..  internal pain...  here," Seven demonstrated by
holding her hand on her lower belly.

   "Pain?" Asked Janeway, concerned, "why come to me, you should be telling
the Doctor-"

   "The..  Doctor makes me uncomfortable as well, Captain..  I...  I was
hoping you could help me yourself, I know you..." Seven realized she was
not getting through to Janeway, "I was mistaken, I will leave."

   "No, no, wait, I can help, just, here, sit down"

   "I prefer to stand"

   "Oh, yes, of course...  OK, well..  how does it hurt?"

   "It...  is hard, and it..  moves, sometimes it makes noise"

   "Makes noise...  are you hungry?"

   "Hungry...  I do not think so-"

   "The Doctor did tell you you should start eating..."

   "I have been."

   "Oh, you have?"

   "Yes..  Neelix...  demonstrated how to eat..  he taught me to ..  'chew"

   "How long ago?"

   "Seven days"

   "Neelix...  " Janeway chucked at the picture of it, until she saw
Seven's unamused face, serious about her discomfort, "Well, did you keep
eating?"

   "Yes," Seven continued, "I found it..  very inefficient...  but I found
once I'd started, I had regular urges for food...  it has become quite an
inconvenience"

   "Yes, your body is adjusting to eating, you're digestive system hasn't
been used in...  " Janeway trailed off, suddenly making a connection,
"Seven, have you...  gone to the bathroom?"

   "What?  " Asked Seven.

   "Gone..  to the bathroom, you know...  excreted?" Asked Janeway

   "I..  am unfamiliar with the process"

   "Of course...  if Neelix had to show you how to eat..  someone would
have to show you how to...  get rid of it."

   "Will this alleviate the pain?"

   "I think so, Seven", smiled Janeway.

   "Will you..  teach me?"

   Janeway thought for a moment, then smiled, a very wicked smile, "Yes,
yes I will..." and she looked at Kes.  Seven looked as well.  Kes looked up
at them, and the look of horror and realization came across her face.

   Before long, Janeway was standing over Kes' face once again in the
bathroom squirting the last of her piss into the petite blonde girl's full
mouth.

   "Swallow" Janeway ordered and Seven watched on as Kes swallowed every
last drop of Janeway's urine.

   "Wipe" Kes licked Janeway's pussy lips clean of piss, as she has three
times every day for the past couple years.

   "Now, your turn, Seven."

   Seven looked on for a second, absorbing the concept, then undressed
quickly with one zip.  Both Kes and Janeway were dumbfounded by the
statuesque nude beauty suddenly before them.  Both Janeway and Kes began to
get wet looking at her.  Seven, of course, was totally unaware of her
effect on the two women and looked at Janeway expectantly.

   "What?  Oh, of course, take a seat, Seven," Janeway got up and made room
for Seven.  Kes looked at Janeway, a little apprehensive, then at Seven who
promptly took her spot on Kes' face.  Kes stared up at the blonde amazon
who's bald pussy was now pressed firmly in her open mouth.  Seven looked up
from Kes' face and at Janeway.

   "What do I do now...?"

   "Just..  relax...  it will come naturally...  just relax your pelvic
muscles...  let the pressure in your bladder go."

   Seven looked pensive for a second, then looked down...  and tried.  Kes
looked up at her expectantly, waiting ...  then , very suddenly, Seven's
hot, concentrated dark yellow piss began to fill her mouth...  very
quickly, and with a lot of force- it filled her mouth so quickly she was
swallowing mouthfuls loudly, audibly,

   "I...  I think I am doing it Captain!" Seven said, watching Kes.

   "I'd say so!  Good job, Seven, keep it going, let it go!"

   "This is much easier than I anticipated captain..." Seven said as she
continued to piss down Kes throat.  Kes' eyes were wide open, surprised how
much piss was coming from this woman..  she'd had never had this much piss
from any one person before, and this was this woman's first piss in twenty
years!  In a way, she was honored to be the receptacle of this very special
gift.

   As Seven's piss went on, unabated, Janeway was amazed, she stood there,
grinning to herself, wide-eyed, trying to imagine how much piss was pouring
into her little slavegirl's tummy.  She wanted to touch herself, this scene
was just so damn hot to her, her petite little blonde slave drinking pints
of hot piss front this goddess of a woman a easily twice her size.

   Finally, Seven felt the piss subside, and she lifted off Kes' mouth,
filled to the brim with her amber-orange concentrated piss, "I believe I am
done, Captain...  " she said as a last few drops and rivulets dripped from
her engorged pussy lips splashing audibly into Kes' mouth, making ripples.
Seven looked up at Janeway who was smiling impishly.  She nodded in
agreement.  Seven looked back down at Kes and ordered her more sternly than
Janeway had ever heard, "Swallow." Kes's twat spasmed at the command, as
did Janeway's, then Kes kept her mouth open as she drained the last of the
incredibly strong piss down her throat.

   "Wipe," ordered Seven as she finished.  Kes raised up to eagerly lick
the remaining piss off of her bald pussy.

   "This...  procedure is not...  unpleasant, Captain."

   "I know, Seven, kind of makes up for the inconvenience of eating,
doesn't it?"

   "Yes, but I do not think it has worked, I am still in pain."

   "Oh yes, of course, that was simply the first part, for the second part,
we'll have to turn Kes here around..."

   Seven stood up and Kes looked at Janeway, surprised, she had only ever
serviced Janeway, and never quite like that!  Certainly she had cleaned her
afterward, she had had Janeway fart in her mouth during her anal
worshippings, but never...  never this far...  Now she was going to make
her do it for Seven!!!

   "Turn around, Kes, and open wide..." Kes became nervous, shaking in
anticipation and fear..  this was it...  the last vestiges of her pride,
the final frontier of her humiliation...  but she did as her Mistress
commanded, and she turned around to face Seven's ass, tilted her head back
and opened wide.

   "Now, Seven squat down, legs spread wide, and put your anus right on her
mouth..."

   Seven looked down, and carefully did just so...

   "And now-?" Seven was cut off by the loud, wet sound of a long, nasty
fart that exploded out of her ass right into Kes' mouth, it took all three
women by surprise, especially Kes, who started to struggle, but couldn't
get away from Seven's ass.  The sound was extremely obscene and Kes' cheeks
turned red as they flapped from the escaping fart gas that didn't shoot out
her nose or go down into her lungs.  Janeway could smell the escaped gas
and it was one of the downright nastiest farts she had ever smelled...  and
it turned her on to no end knowing that most of it was going right in her
little toilet girl's mouth.

   "You've got it now, Seven, just let it come naturally!"

   "As you said, this does seem natural-," Another wet fart exploded from
her ass, filling Kes' mouth...  Janeway went behind her and knelt down at
Kes's side and saw the panicked look in her eyes, and saw shit specs on her
cheeks.  Seeing this, she new these were dirty farts, sending wet shit
projectiles all over the inside of Kes' mouth...  however bad the farts
smelled to Janeway, they must taste much worse.  She just hoped Kes
wouldn't just faint..  of course, she'd never let her down before...

   "I...  I think it may be stuck, Captain," Seven said with some
consternation.

   "You have to push, Seven," Janeway urged her.

   "Push?"

   "Yes, how do I explain it...  just...  push it out with your stomach
muscles...  you know, flex your abs a bit," Janeway suggested.  She watched
as Seven did just that and she began to grunt.

   "This is NOT working," Seven protested.

   "Harder, Seven, you normally do this at least once a day, it's only
because you've waited so long, try harder..."

   "Very well...  I will try again..."

   Seven pushed and pushed, farting a few times, grunting...  Janeway
looked down into Kes' eyes, running her fingers through her hair, smiling,
getting wetter with each fart, each grunt from Seven.

   "Captain, I think it may be moving..." Seven said, a mild look of
surprise and renewed dedication on her face.

   Janeway looked down at Kes, and whispered, "Hope you're hungry, Kes,
your first brown meal is going to be a big one, a whole week's worth..."

   "Yes, captain, I feel it..  here it comes...  UNGH!" Sevens face
contorted with the effort.

   With a loud fart, the first shit from Seven's ass in over twenty years
started to emerge, it slid smoothly out of her anus, which is distended
almost a three whole inches into Kes' open mouth.  Kes looked up at Janeway
now who was still running her fingers soothingly through her hair.  She was
unsure what to do with the shit log now filling her mouth, making it's way
to the back of her throat,

   "Whoa, Seven, hold on..." Janeway cautioned.

   "Unacceptable Captain, I must get this out!" Seven grunted and continued
to push.

   "Uh-oh, Kes, you'd better start chewing!" Janeway warned.

   Seven continued relentlessly expelling a monster turd into Kes' tiny
mouth.  Kes chewed her first shit meal from a woman's ass.  It was bitter
and chunky, very thick and acrid, extremely pungent and concentrated.  The
taste was overwhelming, but before she had long to think about it, the
masticated parts of the shit got practically shoved down her throat by more
hard shitlog.  She swallowed the partially chewed shit and began chewing
the rest.  Janeway watched as the visible lump in Kes' throat made it's way
down.  She touched it, amazed at the idea that she was feeling real human
shit slide down her little slave's throat...

   Kes flushed with pure humiliation as she gulped down her first meal from
another woman's ass, her degradation now complete.  Suddenly, Kes sensed a
presence...  someone watching them...  maybe some sort of alien presence.
She wanted to tell the Captain, but the mouthful of shit forcing it's way
down her throat made that a little difficult.  However, the thought
disappeared from her mind when a loud, nauseating fart blew another large
load into her mouth, squishing the shit in her mouth and filling out her
cheeks.  She quickly forgot about the presence she might have felt and
concentrated again on chewing and swallowing the loads of shit she most
definitely felt sliding down her gullet.

   Seven continued to grunt and push as more and more shit filled Kes'
mouth.  Janeway watched in amazement as Kes bit off and chewed each and
every piece she got fed, shit smearing on her lips and cheeks and on
Seven's ass, but otherwise, going down her throat in large lumps.  She
watched with pride and awe as her toilet girl became a true, total toilet
to a woman who hadn't shit in twenty years and had a week's full of shit
for her that no doubt tasted worse since it's all waste from Neelix's
so-called food.

   Janeway began to masturbate as she watched Kes take everything Seven fed
her.  The shit and farts kept coming, Janeway's whole bathroom reeked of
concentrated shit.  The smell would be in her quarters for days.  As she
watched Kes chug down the shit like chocolate from a pump in some old
children's fantasy film she loved as a child about a crazy chocolate
factory...

   "It is coming easier, Now, Captain..  I can't seem to control it..."
Seven stated.

   "That's okay, let it flow, Seven," Janeway encouraged the big blonde
crap factory dumping into her busy little beaver's gorged mouth.

   "Very well..." Seven continued with her task with uninhibited
determination.

   With a loud, wet sounding extremely long shit, Kes' mouth filled to the
brim with soft, slimy shit, more pungent than before.  This was the newer
shit, fresher and stronger, and definitely made from some sort of spicy
food, slimy and strong.  Kes gave up trying to swallow, the shit was coming
too fast, some of it dripping down her chin, it was so soft she could just
swallow it straight down.  Occasionally there were some small solid chunks
mixed in, but they went down easy.  She let the vulgar image of herself
literally drinking this quiche-like shit from this woman's ass occupy her
mind as she set about her task of swallowing every last bit of crap Seven
had saved up...  she was not going to disappoint Janeway now who was
vigorously masturbating as she watched, enjoying her front-row seat to the
most perverse scene she'd ever witnessed.

   "This is working, Captain, I feel the pain and fullness beginning to
abate...  "

   But as Janeway watched, and Kes swallowed, the shit kept on coming, Kes'
cheeks regularly bulging and hollowing as the shit filled her mouth and she
swallowed, Janeway couldn't believe what she was watching...

   Kes couldn't believe what she was doing...  she didn't know when this
would stop.  The shit was getting runnier now...  and slowly it stopped...
eased off, she took this opportunity to finish the remaining shit in her
mouth.  She swallowed sown some of the slimier pieces stuck in her gums,
and some chewy pieces in her teeth, and began to lick Seven's anus to
finish up.

   Janeway was still masturbating with one hand, still holding Kes' head
with the other, forcing it tight against Sevens' ass, "Yeah, lick her ass,
Kes, clean it inside and out, fuck her ass with your tongue, get it up
there- clean it inside and out!  Tongue-fuck her ass!  " Janeway was really
frigging herself now, raspily breathing the commands into Kes' ear.

   Kes obeyed, opening her mouth as wide as she could and sticking her long
tongue deep into Seven's perfect ass.  Ocampas have longer tongues than
humans, left over from their evolutionary past for grooming, they had a
kind of rough texture.  This also meant they had considerably more taste
buds.  However nasty Seven's shit might have tasted to a human, Kes tasted
it ten times as strongly!  Her ten inch tongue delved deep into the
statuesque blonde woman's asshole, cleaning out two decades worth of saved
up shit.  She licked it clean from the inside out, getting every last
morsel, every list soft shit streak, and she swallowed it all down.  Kes
was amazed that she hadn't thrown up, that she'd managed to repress her
gagging reflexes and accomplish this task.  She attributed it to Janeway's
methodical training of her to accempt any kink, any perversion, any
humiliation.  She realized this was the beginning of a new level for her
and her Mistress, and the end of her old life and the beginning as a new
one.  She was now a total slave, a completely submissive slut, a real
living toilet.  Kes became aware of Seven's sphincter flexing about her
tongue.  Janeway looked up at Seven, she had a confused look on her face.

   "Captain, I - " Seven was cut of by the sound of a loud, long extended
gurgle from her midsection.  She looked at Janeway with alarm.

   Suddenly, Seven's bowels exploded with liquid shit- diarrhea shot outof
her ass, over Kes' tongue and right into her wide-open mouth.

   "Oh my god!" Janeway was shocked, Kes' mouth filled up quickly, and
despite the tight seal on Seven's ass, some diarrhea shot out and sprayed
Kes' face, Seven's ass, and Janeway's face.  Janeway immediately renewed
her grip on Kes' head and tightened the coupling between Kes lips and
Seven's asshole.

   For her part, Kes drew her tongue back into her mouth, having to repress
her gagging urges once again.  The first wave of diarrhea had shot right
over her tongue and saturated every crevice of it with liquid shit.  The
experience of feeling the colon open and release a torrent of liquid shit
cascading down over her entire sensitive tongue and right into her waiting
gaping mouth was one that would live vividly in her mind forever.
Unfortunately, pulling her tongue out only increased the flow of watery
crap from Seven's rectum.  In shock, Kes had not yet swallowed the first
wave and her cheeks were quickly swelling.  On top of this, Janeway had
pushed her head back against Seven's ass and Seven was pushing back on her
as well.  Kes had no leverage and couldn't pull away even if she'd been
insolent enough to try.  Kes has closed her throat in an effort not to
choke, but the force of the expulsion just rerouted the diarrhea up into
her nose.

   Janeway was now furiously frigging herself when she saw slimy brown
rivulets of shitsauce begin to run out of Kes' nose!  "Swallow, you stupid
bitch, or you'll suffocate!"

   Janeway's admonition brought Kes back to reality.  She realized Janeway
was right, if she didn't start swallowing, she wouldn't be able to breath!
Kes opened her gullet but didn't even have to swallow- the fluid feces
forced it's way right down her throat.  The pressure in her cheeks
literally shoved the diarrhea down into her already full stomach to join
the rest of Seven's shit.

   Janeway watched transfixed as lump after lump went down Kes' throat.
She heard the audible gulps as mouthful after mouthful of Seven's brown
nectar shot down into the girl's belly.  Kes looked at Janeway with
pleading, desperate eyes, glazed over by the ethereal fantasy of the scene.
Janeway looked deeply into her eyes, on the verge of ecstasy, her fingers a
blur in her sopping cunt, her eyes heavily lidded, her breaths coming short
and sharp.  Kes groaned and the dildo that has been in her ass popped out
with a wet fart- Seven's shit had filled her guts so much she couldn't hold
her own gasses!

   This put Janeway over the edge and she came in loud long groans,
"OHHhhhhh FUCK!!!  YESSssss!  UGH!  UGH!  Ughhhh..., " she spasmed and
convulsed, jerking her pelvis back roughly with every contraction.  Kes
watched her Mistress have her most powerful orgasm yet, detached from the
grotesque fact that she was gulping down another woman's flowing excrement.
As humiliated and repulsed she was by what Janeway had made her do these
last couple years, bringing her Mistress to orgasm was always the ultimate
reward, she felt proud of herself, valuable the one who had transformed her
life to this depraved state.  With passion, now, she actively swallowed the
gushing defecation down her throat.  Seven was grunting and spurt of
diarrhea surged into Kes' mouth, but now she was keeping up.  And after a
few more mouthfuls, the stream began to subside and Kes actively sucked the
foul juices out of Seven's now well-traveled rectum.  Finally, there was
none left and Seven lifted herself up slightly off Kes' ass and sighed in
relief.  Seven turned her head to look down over her shoulder at Kes.  The
strain of the event had actually displaced a strand of hair from Seven's
usually rock-solid coif.

   "Wipe," Seven commanded.

   Kes shot a glance over to Janeway who was now limp against the bathroom
wall, her eyes half open, glazed by the power of her orgasm, her exhausted
hand was draped over tone of her dripping wet thighs as she gazed dreamily
on Kes.  Kes went right to work, licking the liquid shit off of Seven's
buttcheeks and the crack of her ass.  Once again she sank her impressive
tongue deep into Seven's anal cavity and licked it spotless.  When she at
last withdrew her tongue from Seven's fecal temple, Janeway was now by her
side again and presented the shit-eating little cunt with her
diarrhea-splattered face.  Kes licked it clean then she licked the excess
shit and diarrhea off her own lips and cheeks, getting every last morsel.
Finally, Janeway bent down and gave her a long, wet, passionate prolonged
french kiss, swirling her tongue around her filthy mouth, probing her
orally.  Seven was now standing aside, feeling her stomach.  Janeway at
last broke the liplock and gazed lovingly into Kes' eyes with pride.  Kes
felt a deep warmness and forgot entirely how utterly disgusting and
depraved what she had just done was.  She was lost in the loving, approving
gaze of her Mistress...

   "I feel...  relieved..." Seven said thoughtfully.

   "You did very well, Seven" Janeway said, standing up.  "And this is how
it is always done?" Seven inquired.

   "Oh, yes, this is totally normal, you should come back once a day and do
it," Janeway made the suggestion that made Kes' pussy lips quiver and her
stomach gurgle.

   "I find it...  efficient, " Seven declared, "The Borg do nor believe in
waste, everything is recycled.  In this way you are similar, this is
acceptable."

   "So you'll come back once a day, then?" Janeway offered.

   "Agreed.  I feel..  empty now." Seven said.

   "Well, you're probably pretty hungry now, that was an incredible load!"
Janeway explained.

   "Very well, I will return tomorrow," Seven said and picked up her
"uniform".

   "Just a minute, Seven- Kes, isn't there something you want to say to
Seven for the gift she gave you?" Janeway asked.

   Kes looked up at Janeway and then at Seven, "Thank you...  for your
shit, Seven..."

   "Mistress Seven, " Janeway corrected her.

   "Thank you, Mistress Seven," Kes said.

   "You are...  welcome, " Seven replied, looking right into Kes' eyes..

   "Now give her a nice thank you kiss and lick that dildo clean while I
walk her out," Janeway instructed her.

   Kes leaned forward and Janeway turned Seven around and bent her over and
spread Seven's cheeks wide.  Kes leaned forward and planted a wet puckered
up kiss of gratitude on Seven's altar of shit with an audible smack.

   "Very nice, let's go, Seven, " Janeway walked Seven out into the
bedroom.

   Kes looked on, lost in thought at what she had just done for the first
time.  She knew it would most certainly not be the last.  She remembered
Janeway's orders and picked up the dildo and sucked it clean, licking her
own shit-stains off the big black monstrosity.  She wondered what it might
be like to lick her own shit off it next time, shit that was leftover shit,
recycled a second time, and maybe a third.

   "Okay, shove that thing back up your ass, it's clean, " Janeway
interrupted Kes' contemplation.

   Kes complied and with some difficulty managed to wedge the artificial
phallus back in her asshole.

   "Hey, hand me that tricorder...  I want to see how much you ate!"
Janeway said.

   Kes herself was a little perversely curious and did as ordered.  She
handed the tricorder to Janeway who ran it over Kes quickly.  Kes and
Janeway both looked at the display screen, it read 107.

   "107?  How much did you weigh this morning?" Janeway asked.

   "100..." Kes replied, realizing at the same time as Janeway she'd
suddenly gained seven pounds...  of pure shit!

   "Seven pounds!  My goodness!" Janeway smiled widely in amazement and put
her hand on her hip, shaking her head and inspected the dirty little human
toilet that stood before her, her flat little belly bloated with seven
pounds of pure excrement: concentrated piss and shit!

   "Well, " Janeway continued, walking to Kes and leading her by her nipple
chain back to her spot on the bathroom floor, "let's see if we can make it
nine or so, because I'm next."

   Kes remembered that Janeway had not yet taken a shit herself.  She got
down on her knees and assumed the position, mouth open and waiting.  She
wasn't sure where Janeway expected her to fit her shit, but she'd try her
best.

   "All right, girlie, you should be an expert at this by now, so open up,
I'm gonna pinch a loaf down that your nasty little gullet of yours!"
Janeway hissed with a wicked grin and turned around and sat her quivering
asshole right on Kes' gaping maw.

   Kes was in heaven with the first lewd, nauseating and filthy wet fart.

   *****

   "Tom, Dick, and Harry, Part 2"

   *****

   Harry Kim grunted in pain through a mouthful of dick as Torres plunged
her massive cock up his ass to the hilt again, a new record for Harry's
ass, he's certain.  By now she's been riding his ass for the better part of
an hour, and in that time, "Tom" has cum down his throat two more times,
the last time fifteen minutes ago.  His overworked jaw got tired and sore a
long time ago, now he's just relaxed it and let Tom face-fuck him.  He
didn't have the energy to resist, it had taken him all his strength to keep
himself from just collapsing between the two lovers.  If the real Tom
really was this virile he could see why Torres and he made such a good
match, they could both fuck non-stop for what seemed like hours...

   "How's that ass, Honey?" Tom asked, as he fucked Harry's face.

   "Oo, tight, babe, you'll have to give it a shot...  next time, after
it's had a chance to recover..." Torres said huskily as she rammed it home
again.

   "God that looks hot, she's really giving it to you, Harry!" Paris
marveled as he glanced over to get a good view of his girlfriend's cock
ravaging his friend's ass, "I've never seen a cock that big before, not
even on a REAL Klingon!  And I'd know, I was in jail, remember?"

   Torres leaned forward to get a better view of Harry's face getting
fucked by cock, drool running out of his mouth and down his chin, "Oh fuck,
Harry, your ass was MADE for fucking!  Ungh!  ghay'cha'!....  It's so nice
and tight!  It's taking all I've got to not cum in here..." Torres grabbed
him around the waist with one arm and held herself up with the other and
really started driving it home, pummeling his ass with her strong, very
developed Klingon leg , butt and pelvic muscles, her ridged cock becoming a
brown blur plundering the small hairless ass of her boyfriend's best
friend. His poor, abused asshole would look ridiculously stretched if Harry
could see it.  Almost unbelievable, but the half-Klingon engineer had
trained it over the past couple years to accommodate an absurd amount of
cock...

   "Oh FUCK, I'm coming!  Oh Harry, I'm gonna fill you up with my come!
Fuck!" Torres grunted with animalistic desire.  the bioconnectors that made
the holocock feel just as real to her as it does to Harry pushed her over
the edge, sensing the contractions in her pelvic muscles and using them to
trigger the cum spurts out of her cock and deep into Harry's bowels.
Another thing she'd been modifying and experimenting with was her come.  At
first, it was just a pink variation of Harry's, but she'd modified it over
time.  It was still pink, but she'd varied the texture, taste, and
especially the amount.  As she shot wad after sizable wad into his
intestines, Harry remembered the first time she came in his mouth with her
new cum amount.  She'd outdone herself and he swore he'd drunk a quart of
cum by the time she'd finished cumming.  He remembered being disgusted with
himself when he went to have dinner that night and realized he wasn't
hungry since he'd already consumed almost a gallon of her thick, viscous
cum that day...  Now all he could think about was how long he'd be shitting
Klingon cum diarrhea (another Torres engineering feat, he was sure)...  but
his thoughts were cut short when he realized Tom was really fucking his
face hard now, and would be ready to cum again...

   "Oh fuck!  Yeah!  Ungh!" With one last deep thrust, Torres pumped the
last of her replicated jizz into the young ensign's asshole, "Mmm, that
should keep you filled up for a while, my little cum repository!" she said
as she slapped him on the ass.

   "Oh God!  This is it!  I'm cumming!" Tom yelled as he actually pulled
away, and out of Kim's mouth.

   Torres quickly leaned back and pulled Harry with her so that they were
both on their knees, Tom came forward, holding his cock tightly, "Open up!"

   Torres grabbed Harry's jaw and he opened wide, sticking out his tongue,
waiting for the cumshot.  He wouldn't avoid tasting it this time, Tom was
aiming it right on his tongue!

   Tom held his cock tight, right over Harry's extended tongue and open
mouth.  Harry looked up at him and just as he looked back at Tom's cock,
Tom groaned loudly and let the first string of hot cum fly- it shot right
into Kim's mouth, to the back of his throat, and in a string along his
tongue.  Tom held his cock firmly in place and let the next load fly, this
time, entirely on Kim's tongue.

   "Oh yeah, fill his mouth, Tommy!  Give him all of it!" Torres rasped,
watching enraptured.

   Tom shot load after load right onto Harry's tongue, making sure he
tasted it this time.  By the time he finished and the last few drops were
slowly dripping from his cock, Kim's tongue was totally covered in white
cum.  Torres sucked the extra come off Harry's chin and stood up, bent over
and slowly drooled the excess come into his mouth, staring into Harry's
defeated eyes as she did so.

   "Wait" she ordered, and got her holocamera, "I need a close-up of this!"
She pointed it right at Harry's face and said, "OK, down the hatch,
cocksucker!"

   And with that order, Harry finally brought this most recent holoprogram
in humiliation to an end by swallowing the mouthful of cum with his mouth
still open so the camera could watch it go down, as he'd been taught so
many time before.

   "And...  cut!" Torres turned off the holocamera.  "Excellent
performance, Harry!  You're a natural!  You're a star, baby!  A natural
born whore!"

   "Wow, that was great, B'Elanna!  When you told me about this, I didn't
really believe you, but this was..  wow!  I'll definitely have to try this
program again, you really did a bang-up job on him!" Tom said as he got
dressed, "Shit, I've got to get down to Yamina, I'll be late if I don't get
going, thanks again!" And with that, he kissed Torres and said: "Exit."

   Harry watched in pure horror as Lt.  Tom Paris stepped through the exit
and OUT OF THE HOLODECK!

   "Wha-what- how?!" Harry began to stammer...

   "Oh, yes, Harry, he's quite real!  And he thinks YOU'RE the holoprogram!
Sure, I could have probably convinced him to join us for real, but this
seemed easier, it's fantasy...  to him anyway, I figure it makes him more
free, less guilt, and more likely to do whatever the fuck he wants, you
know rape you like a real true bitch...  after all, you're just a
holoprogram!  Well, better get dressed, I wouldn't want to be you when
Seven finds you- you're an hour late for your shift!  Very 'inefficient'!"
And with that, she deactivated the holoprogram, her precious
holomonstrosity of a dick disappeared and she left Harry sitting there in a
pool of pink Klingon cum leaking out of his used and distended asshole,
alone with only the hologrid and very very much confused.

   END ACT 1

   *****

   ACT 2

   "Captain, I'm detecting a Hirogen ship warping in at maximum speed,"
reported Tuvok.

   Janeway spun to look at the viewscreen and at the approaching Hirogen
ship.  She stood up for a more dramatic camera angle, "Mr.  Paris!  Get us
out of here- maximum warp!"

   "Aye, captain, maximum warp!" Paris punched in the command.

   The Voyager warped instantly away from the scene, the Hirogen pursuing
closely.

   "Urk!" Paris grabbed his throat and fell to the floor.

   "Tom, what's the matter?" Janeway asked.

   "I'm...  turning into a catfish again!" Tom said and sank to the floor.

   Janeway tapped her commbadge, "Medical emergency on the bridge!"

   "Doctor here, " replied the Holodoctor, "I'll be right there!"

   "Doctor, bring a fresh water fishbowl, too," Janeway added with a
straight face.

   "Excuse me?!"

   "Just do it!" Janeway responded and cut the communication.  She turned
to Chakotay, "Chakotay, we cant afford to slow down.  If I turn into a
catfish again, you are to keep me in a fishbowl in my ready room and feed
me chips and crackers."

   "Crackers?" Chakotay was a little confused.

   "Crushed, of course!" Janeway clarified.

   "Er, don't worry Captain, if something were to happen to you, I'd do my
best to get the ship home," Chakotay assured her, wondering about the
mental stability of his captain.

   "No, no, I will still be giving orders," Janeway continued, "I will use
Morse code to communicate with you utilizing the pattern of my feces."

   "Uh...  " Chakotay didn't know how to respond.  The Doctor walked onto
the bridge and saw Paris.

   "Oh, no, not again!" The Doctor sighed and put Tom the catfish in the
fish tank.

   "Chakotay, I'll be in my quarters," Janeway said on her way out, "I'm
going to draw a bath and sit in the tub so that when I turn into a catfish
I'll be able to breathe," she completed as she left.

   Torres walked up to Chakotay, "Chakotay, this is ridiculous, she cant
expect us to follow those orders!"

   Chakotay spun and barked at Torres, "She's the Captain of this ship and
she can command this ship from a fishbowl on top of her desk using fecal
Morse code to communicate if she wants to!" Chakotay realized what he was
saying and lowered his voice and looked down, massaging his temples, "I'm
sorry...  we've all been feeling the stress."

   "Commander," Tuvok interrupted, "The Hirogen ship has pulled away."

   Everyone looked at Tuvok, surprised.

   "Just like that?" Chakotay asked.

   "Yes." replied Tuvok.

   "Oh." Chakotay said, "Someone should go tell the Captain."

   "I'll do it," said the Doctor, holding Paris in a fishbowl, "I'm going
that way anyway.  It'll take me about a day to turn Paris back into his
cheery simian self!"

   "A day!?!" Torres ran up to accompany him to sickbay and keep an eye on
her devolved boyfriend.

   As the Doctor and Torres strode out, Chakotay sat down and almost
laughed when he conjured the image of Janeway sitting naked, soaking in her
tub, waiting to turn into a catfish again.  Only, the image was as arousing
as it was funny.  He was looking forward to going on this diplomatic
mission on Yasmina, it would give them some time alone...  together.

   *****

   Chakotay and Marlin stood at the transporter pad waiting for Janeway to
arrive.  He was in full dress uniform for their meeting with the Yasmina, a
civilization of people who might be able to assist them in this sector,
perhaps even help them get home.  Chakotay was amazed by how many times
they ran into people like this.  Seemed like almost once a week.  They had
already transported up a large supply of jalepenos (or the local
equivalent) for Neelix's "Mexicano Night".  Chakotay was happy he would be
down planetside and would have to miss the latest culinary experiment of
the annoying little Talaxian.  He looked over at Lt.  Farrely, the
transporter operator.  As much as he hated to admit it, he missed Seska.
Chakotay and she would occasionally risk a quick fuck behind the
transporter console while they were waiting for the rest of the landing
party to show up.  But now Seska was dead, Chakotay wondered when he'd find
a piece of ass fine enough to replace her.  The Captain was a hot-blooded
woman, but so far they hadn't been able to develop much of a relationship
yet.

   "Ah, Commander, ready for action?" Janeway interrupted his thoughts as
she came striding in in full dress uniform.

   "Yes, Captain, we-" Chakotay stopped in mid-sentence when he saw Kes.
She was wearing a clingy white thin dress that looked like no more than a
slip.  It barely covered her ass and her breasts were exposed.  On her
nipples were two gold nipple clamps joined by a thin gold chain that
functioned as a leash for Janeway to lead Kes around by.  The overall
effect was...  distracting, to say the least.  Chakotay looked at Marlin
who just shrugged and smirked back at him.

   "Uh...  Captain, I don't mean to second guess your judgment, but don't
you think bringing her down on a diplomatic mission might not be a good
idea?" Chakotay warned.

   "Nonsense, Chakotay, she'll be useful in reading the negotiator's true
intents," Janeway offered casually.

   Chakotay looked at Kes.  She was flushed a deep red and had her head
bowed all the way down in either shame or humiliation or by obedience,
Chakotay couldn't tell.  Perhaps all three.  He'd heard rumors about
Janeway and Kes, but he'd never seen such a public display of humiliation
from them until now.  He wondered if Neelix had found out yet.  With that
news investigative show he'd started, he was amazing that no-one had told
Neelix or he hadn't just stumbled upon it by sheer dumb luck.  Chakotay
remembered how Janeway had orchestrated the apparent "death" of Kes shortly
after Seven arrived on board.  Neelix had become obsessive of Kes after
she'd dumped him and the only way to get him off her back was to put on a
good show and make it seem like she was dead.  Chakotay had thought then
that it was Janeway's master plan, but seeing now Kes' obedient demeanor,
he wasn't so sure it wasn't her idea to begin with...

   "Don't worry," Janeway sighed, "I'll remove the clamps and cover her up
when we're not in private for the sake of the negotiations.

   Chakotay sighed in relief as they stepped up onto the platform.

   "Energize," ordered Janeway.

   Nothing happened.

   "Lt.  Farrely!" barked Chakotay, "The captain gave you an order!"

   Lt.  Farrely snapped out of his daze and stopped fantasizing about
Janeway and Kes long enough to activate the transporter and beam the trio
down to the coordinated transmitted by the Office of the Prime Minister of
Yasmina.  As soon as they had dematerialized, he raced off to the bathroom
to masturbate feverishly.

   *****

   "The Land of Milk and Honey"

   *****

   Seven of Nine worked at one of the newly installed consoles in the
center of the new Astrometrics Lab.  Ensign Kim, in typically human
fashion, was off taking care of some "personal" business.  The only other
person working in the lab was crewman Karen Wilson.  Seven stopped working
and regarded crewman Wilson.  Seven found the dirty blonde woman efficient,
especially for an ex-Maquis.  She had heard others speak of crewman Wilson
as a "cold fish".  Seven didn't quite get the metaphor, but she did feel
the woman had a disdain for most people, especially Seven.  It didn't
matter, of course, whether crewman Wilson "liked" Seven or not was
irrelevant as long as she did her job capably, which she did.

   Crewman Wilson felt Seven's stare on her and looked back at her.  Seven
was standing oddly, shifting her weight back and forth from foot to foot.
Karen didn't care for Seven, the ex-Borg just wormed her way into Janeway's
favor and thought she was hot shit.  And she strutted around in her
skin-tight catsuit, showing off her body, giving every guy who passed a
cheap thrill.  Granted, she had an incredible body, but she should show a
little more modesty.

   "Is something wrong?" Karen asked, noticing Seven was still shifting her
weight and looked distracted.

   "I...  am fine," Seven realized she'd been staring and also realized
she'd been shifting her weight in an unconscious effort to relieve pressure
from her full bladder.  Kes was down on the planet with the Captain and was
not available for Seven's use.  Of course, the Captain did say that that
was the normal way of handling such needs, so...

   "3 of 11," Seven spoke in her cold, authoritative tone.

   Crewman Wilson realized Seven was addressing her with her Borg-style
designation and turned around...  and saw Seven strutting directly toward
her, unzipping her catsuit as she did so, her bountiful breasts were
already freed from confinement, literally springing forth from the silver
skin-tight outfit.

   "What-" Karen tried to speak, but couldn't think of anything to say.
Seven was completely naked now and 2 steps away from her.

   "Your services are required, " Seven stated.

   "Wait-" Karen started, but Seven grabbed her by her short bob haircut
and pulled back until Karen fell to her knees.  By the time she thought to
struggle, Seven had already straddled her face, her large pussy lips
covering her mouth, her blonde curly pubic hair tickling the inside of
Karen's nostrils.  Seven's Borg-enhanced muscles held her head in place and
her thighs squeezed on Karen's jaw forcing her mouth open.  Karen was in
shock, her struggles half-hearted because she still hadn't realized exactly
what was going on.  Did Seven expect her to give her oral sex?  Did Borg
drones have sex?

   Suddenly a hot, acrid liquid shot into Karen's open mouth, snapping her
instantly out of her daze.  Seven was pissing in her mouth!  She's using me
as a human toilet!  Karen thought to herself in sudden realization.
Enraged, she started struggling with all her might, coughing up the urine,
trying not to swallow it.  Tasting it was not an option, it had already
poured over her tongue and saturated her taste buds.  With all her might,
she tried to struggle free of Seven.  She glared up at the built blonde
Borg woman, her eyes filled with rage, her screams of protest muffled by
Seven's labia and drowned in her strong dark yellow piss, now spilling out
over her chin and staining her uniform.  "Hold still, " Seven admonished
her, "you are not doing this correctly..." Seven, with minimal visible
effort, set her stance to effectively resist Karen's struggling.

   Karen realized she couldn't stop Seven and resigned herself to
cooperating.  If she tried to fight back, she'd just end up getting hurt.
She looked up into Seven's eyes and tried to resist with her glare if not
with the rest of her body; she'd report this to the Captain as shoon as
she got free.  But as she sat there, drinking down this incredible woman's
golden urine, she realized it was Seven whose glare was burning into her.
Her deep blue doe eyes bore down on Karen, dominating her.  Despite
herself, Karen found herself swallowing willingly, her hands drifted down
to her crotch, which was radiating heat.  Karen looked deep into Seven's
eyes as her tongue played in the stream of the bigger woman's piss.  The
taste of Seven's liquid waste burned itself into her memory forever as the
golden nectar cascaded over her slithering tongue.

   Seven continued to piss and noticed Karen had ceased struggling.
Resistance was, of course, futile.  Suddenly, when Karen's tongue flickered
across Seven's clit, Seven shuddered, her eyelids flickered and her lips
parted, letting slip the slightest of sighs.

   Karen picked up on Seven's reaction and started purposely flicking her
piss-drenched tongue across Seven's rapidly engorging clitoris.  Seven
began to moan, gyrating her hips subtly, all the while still releasing a
torrent of liquid gold down Karen's throat.  Karen couldn't resist anymore
and slipped her right hand into her pants and started feverishly fingering
her own sopping wet cunt.  With her other hand, she grabbed Seven's ass
cheek and held on for dear life as Seven gyrated on her face, delighting in
Karen's impromptu cunnilingus.  Seven was not visibly breathing heavier,
her eyes still locked on Karen's.  Karen's cries of protest had now turned
to moans of pleasure and perversion.  Seven dropped her other hand and
grabbed Karen's head, and started riding her tongue.  As her piss stream
continued unabated, her gyrations became more forceful, her breathing more
rapid and shallow...  her gasps turned to mewling moans and groans, her
brow furrowed.  Karen, for her part, tried to keep up with the complex task
of frigging her own clit, tonguing Seven, and swallowing her nasty urine.

   Suddenly, Seven threw her head back and tightened every muscle in her
body.  Karen stuck her tongue in Seven's cunt and extended it as far as she
could, opening her mouth all the way, ready to let Seven's mix of cum and
piss fill her mouth.  Seven jerked repeatedly, releasing an almost painful
sounding grunt each time she squirted her orgasm juice and the last of the
contents of her bladder over the other woman's tongue and into her waiting,
eager mouth.  Karen, herself, let the cum and piss store up, savored the
taste, and as she swallowed in large gulps, came hard herself, both her
hands now flying over her clit and in her cunt.  Her orgasmic spasms
shaking excess piss off of her over Seven's legs and the floor, her grunts
of pleasure vibrating Seven's cunt lips.

   Finally, Seven looked back down and opened her eyes.  She looked right
into Karen's eyes, half-open and filled with lust and post-orgasmic glaze.
Sweat coated Karen's brow and matted down the hair around her forehead.
Seven released her hold on Karen's head and relaxed.  Karen's tongue played
over Seven's puffy pussy lips as her mouth slowly pulled off of the taller
woman's mound.  A film of sweat, cunt juice, saliva and urine coated
Karen's mouth and Seven's pubis.  The two body parts parted with a wet
slick slimy sound, the mixture of bodily fluids having formed a seal
between the two women.  Karen's jaw was sore, her mouth having formed
itself to fit Seven's mound.  Her mouth hung open and saliva or sweat or
piss or pussy juice spilled out, over her chin and onto her breasts, bare
now.  Karen didn't remember exactly when she'd unzipped her uniform top,
but it didn't matter much to her right then.  She just leaned back against
the wall and slumped, exhausted, covered in bodily fluids from both of the
spent women.

   "That was satisfactory, " Seven said, already zipping her catsuit back
up.  She looked over at 3 of 11, her hair a complete mess, her lipstick
smeared, her mouth hanging open, drooling, her eyes half-open and glazed,
one hand still down her pants which were down around her hips, her
pear-sized breasts exposed, nipples erect .  A slight smile of contentment
was visible on the woman's face, and Seven realized it was the first time
she'd seen crewman Wilson without a frown.

   "I will expect your tasks to be complete by the end of your duty shift,
3 of 11...  " as Seven turned and walked out, Karen barely noticed, still
lost in her post-orgasmic haze.  As she sat there in a puddle of her own
juices, the events playing over again in her mind, her hand, almost with a
mind of its own, started stroking her engorged pussy again.

   "Karen...?  came a voice from somewhere beyond Karen's eyelids.  She
opened her eyes wider and tried to focus on Harry Kim's face.

   "Are you okay?" he asked, with genuine concern.  He looked more closely
at the disheveled woman, Karen "cold fish" Wilson as Paris called her...
she reeked of pis and sex and had curly blonde pubic hairs stuck to her
cheeks and chin, and one was hanging out of her mouth, "Karen?"

   Karen, in response, simply smiled and flexed her hands down between her
thighs and moaned softly, closing her eyes and drifting off back to the
land of cunt-cream milk and bitter-piss honey between Seven of Nine's
legs...

   END ACT 2

   *****

   "Dinnertime"

   *****

   ACT 3

   Chakotay and Marlin walked toward the entrance to the main hall of the
Yasminan Palatial Estates, taking in the beauty and grandeur of the arches
and columns.  Chakotay always found it amazing how civilizations on
complete opposite sides of the Galaxy could, by sheer chance, come up with
the same exact architectural styles...  and technology...  and doors...
and pets...  and arms, legs, and, well, just about everything except facial
features...  Chakotay stopped when he realized Janeway and Kes had fallen
behind.  Janeway had stopped and was grasping Kes' leash with one hand and
Kes' head by her hair with the other hand.

   "You stupid bitch!" Janeway was admonishing the scantily clad girl,
"Didn't I give you explicit dressing instructions?"

   "Yes, Mistress...  I-" Kes began apologetically.

   "Really?" Janeway dropped the hand holding the leash between Kes' legs
and started massaging her crotch, already moist with excitement from being
publicly humiliated like this, "Then why are you wearing panties?"

   "Unhhh..." Kes moaned in response.

   "You little slut...  you're sopping wet!" Janeway rasped in Kes' ear,
lips almost touching her alien earlobe.

   Chakotay looked around nervously, hoping the Yasmina respresentatives
wouldn't pick just this moment to arrive.  Marlin, for her part, was simply
grinning sadistically.

   "Take them off.  Now." Janeway ordered.

   Kes obeyed and began to remove them.

   "No, wait," Janeway stopped her.

   Kes breathed a sigh of relief, realizing Janeway was just testing her.

   "Piss them first," Janeway matter-of-factly instructed her.

   "Wha...  wha-" Kes stammered, not believing her exotic, alien ears.

   Janeway sighed in exasperation, "I said: PISS in them!"

   "But...  in front-" Kes began and was cut off by a slap to the face.  It
wasn't meant to injure her, it stung just enough to remind her of her
place.

   Chakotay and Marlin exchanged glances, wondering if they should step in.
Of course, neither of them had the balls to contradict the Captain.

   Janeway didn't have to say another word.  She just glared at Kes.  The
young Ocampan surrendered to her fate, bowed her head, and, after a brief
pause, began to piss all in her skimpy white silk panties, the acrid,
dark-yellow piss staining them and running all down her legs.

   Kes' lower lip quivered and she began to weep softly at the humiliation
of releasing the contents of her bladder all over herself in front of her
fellow crewmates.  But she could not deny the rush of blood to her shaven
cunt.  As much as she was ashamed by it, severe humiliation and the hands
of her Captain excited her like nothing else.

   Janeway smiled proudly and patted Kes on the head as the torrent of piss
trickled to a stop.  Marlin calmly side-stepped the pool of urine growing
at the humiliated girl's feet.

   "Good girl," Janeway assured her, "that wasn't too bad, now, was it?"

   Kes looked up at her with tear-filled eyes and meekly shook her head
"no".

   "Good," Janeway stood back, "now take those fucking panties off, you
fucking little CUNT!!!"

   Everyone jumped at the sudden anger in Janeway's voice and Kes hurriedly
removed the piss-soaked panties, saturated with her own juices.

   "Those panties better not be the *only* thing holding your dildo in.
Remember what happens if it falls out," Janeway warned, "Hmm...  now where
can we put these panties?  Oh yes, in your mouth, of course.  Come on."

   Kes hesitated for a second and Janeway slapped her on the ass roughly.
Kes put the dripping panties in her mouth fully and flushed beet red.

   "Good, " Janeway said approvingly and kissed Kes full on the lips,
pressing firmly to make Kes squish the soaked panties in her mouth like a
sponge, forcing her to drink some of her own piss.  Janeway turned back to
Chakotay and said, "alright, then, we're all set."

   "Uh...  Captain?" Chakotay said as he pointed at Kes.

   Janeway looked confused and looked at Kes, "Oh yes," Janeway said as she
removed the nipple clamps from Kes' red nipples, pulled her dress back over
the blushing Ocampa's small breasts, and put the leash on her belt, "there.
Now we're set." Janeway led the way into the main receiving chamber, Kes
was right behind her, head bowed low.

   Chakotay sighed and turned with Marlin to follow them, wondering to
himself how Kes was supposed to tell them what the negotiators were
thinking when her mouth was stuffed with soaking wet silk panties.

   "Ah, greetings, Captain Janeway, I am Prime Minister Jasmine," said a
tall, statuesque red haired woman in long-flowing robes as she walked up to
the away team.

   "I am Captain Katherine Janeway," Janeway said with a professional
manner as if the hand she the Prime Minister was shaking hadn't been
between Kes' thighs just thirty seconds before, "and this is Commander
Chakotay, my first officer, Lt.  Marlin Orlando, a xenosociology
specialist, and my bitch, Kes."

   If Jasmine understood the meaning of Janeway's introduction of Kes,
either it didn't show or she had no problem with the concept, "Excellent, "
she said, "you've arrived just in time for our evening feast, I would be
honored if you would join me at my table."

   "Of course, " Janeway replied, "it would be our honor..."

   Prime Minister Jasmine smiled and turned back towards the receiving
chamber and towards the large dining hall.  Janeway and the away team
followed close behind, Kes, who was having a little difficulty walking
straight struggled to keep up.

   *****

   "Mexicano Night"

   *****

   Neelix picked up the plate of soft tacos and brought it over to Seven's
table.

   "I must say, Seven, you really seem to have taken to this whole 'eating'
thing rather well!" he said as he placed her fourth serving of Mexicano
Surprise on her table.

   "Yes," Seven said through a mouthful of beef, cheese, onion, peppers and
corn, "I had a rather relieving experience this morning and I find I am
quite hungry now."

   "Well, excellent," Neelix beamed with pride, happy to see he was such a
great tutor AND cook, "If only Mr.  Vulcan would share your appreciation of
fine cuisine!"

   Tuvok looked up from the spectacle of Seven chugging down her 5th soft
taco.  He had no idea where she was storing it all, especially considering
the fact that she already "assimilated" 4 "Borg Burritos".  Surely she
couldn't hide her bulging stomach with such a tight uniform.

   "Mr.  Neelix," Tuvok spoke flatly, "I am not quite as confident as
others seem to be in the safety of your culinary products.  Most especially
so In light of the incident last month when half the crew had...  'the
runs'."

   "Oh, no," Neelix retorted, "I am still convinced that was an alien virus
that attacked the ship!  That never would have happened if you let me be a
security officer-"

   "I am certain-" Tuvok attempted to interject.

   "I'm like a Regalian Nightstalker," Neelix continued unfettered, "I keep
my eyes peeled for that sort of thing- I have a sense for danger, you know!
And I'm a people person!  Perhaps if you had tighter security-"

   "MISTER Neelix-" Tuvok began to raise his voice, but caught himself,
"I...  hardly believe..." Tuvok took a deep breath, "I will attempt to
enact tighter measures.  I assure you, I will not be caught unawares by
this...  'virus' again..." With that, Tuvok got up and with a notably tense
gait, strode out of the Dining hall.

   "I think he needs some fiber," Neelix said.

   "Fiber?" Seven mumbled through a mouth-full of taco.

   "Oh, yes, it's a kind of laxative, I guess, well, it more of bulks and
softens stools-" Neelix began.

   "Is this 'fiber' an edible substance?" Seven inquired.

   "Oh, yes, but-"

   "You will bring me some 'fiber'," Seven said, "a large quantity."

   "Well, you don't actually...  er...  it's not..." Neelix fumbled to
explain, "Well, I was going to bring you some of my chili next..."

   "Yes, bring them both, I am still unsatisfied, " Seven said after
finishing the last soft taco, then drained the last drop of her drink, "and
I will require more of this...  'prune juice'..."

   "O...  kay, then, I'll be right back!" Neelix chirped as he walked away
and whispered to himself, "I'm glad I made extra!"

   *****

   "Table Manners"

   *****

   Later that night, on Yasmina, the Captain and crew were enjoying their
dinner with Prime Minister Jasmine and her staff.

   They were enjoying their meals, exotic yet delicious delicacies from all
over the Delta Quadrant.  Yasmina was considered to have the third-best
cuisine in all of the Delta Quadrant, if not the entire Galaxy.  Everyone
relished in the once-in-a-lifetime feast.

   Everyone except Kes, that is, whose mouth was still stuffed with her own
panties.  She had drunk the last of her piss from them over an hour ago,
but she couldn't eat without taking them out in front of everyone.  Her
plate of Larusha Terlik on Huma Bread sauteed in Broxian Nectar sat,
tantilizing yet untouched, in front of her.

   "Kes?" Jasmine asked the Ocampan, "do you not like your meal?" She
seemed genuinely concerned, and possibly a little offended, "I could have
the chefs prepare something more to your liking...?"

   Kes couldn't respond, she could only look down and blush deeply.

   Jasmine found this quite rude and turned to Janeway, "well, is the girl
MUTE?"

   Janeway replied, "No, of course not, Madame Minister," she turned to
Kes, "Kes, answer the woman..."

   Kes looked at her, surprised.  She managed to mumble something through
the panties in her mouth, something along the lines of "Mrmphlgm..."

   Janeway made a motion as if that explained everything and continued
eating.

   Jasmine shook her head in confusion, "What-" she began.

   Janeway poured on the charm, "I'm sorry, Madame Minister, the fact of
the matter is that Kes'...  physiology is quite unique and she has a
very... selective diet," at this, Janeway flashed a devilish grin, "I'll...
feed her later tonight, myself."

   Kes' blush got even deeper as her pussy quivered at the implication, she
was instantly wet and worried about leaving a puddle of her juices on the
chair.

   Jasmine nodded cautiously, not sure what to make of the situation, but
let it drop.

   Just then, a waitress came out with their drinks.  As she got around to
pouring Kes' drink, Janeway stopped her by putting her hand over Kes'
glass.

   "Madame?" the waitress inquired.

   Janeway reached into her bag and pulled out a large carafe full of
yellow liquid.  Kes, of course, recognized it instantly, even before the
aroma hit her sensitive Ocampan nose.  She had wondered why Janeway hadn't
made her drink her piss this afternoon.  She was saving it for a special
occasion.

   Jasmine saw the carafe and, after a brief puzzled look, seemed to
realize what was going on, "ah, yes, the special diet, of course."

   Janeway filled Kes' glass to the brim and stared at her.  Kes looked
around and saw that everyone, including the waitress was watching her, for
some reason.  Knowing what was expected of her, she lifted the heavy glass
of her Captain's piss to her lips and began to drink it.  It filtered
through her panties, soaking them all over again, and poured down her
throat.  It was a familiar taste, at least.  Everyone continued to watch as
she finished the large glass and set it down, wiping her piss-wet lips with
the fine, hand-crafted lace white napkin in her lap.

   Jasmine was impressed, "yes, well she seems to enjoy THAT very much!
What is it?"

   Janeway ad-libbed, "ah, well, it's from my home planet, Earth...  it's
called 'lemonade'."

   "'Lemonade'," Jasmine repeated, "Intriguing...  I wonder, Captain if I
may...  I consider myself quite a conniseur of exotic delicacies from all
over the Galaxy, yet I've never heard of this 'lemonade'...  might I sample
some, if Kes does not mind?"

   Janeway grinned broadly, "But of course!  Kes, you don't mind, do you?"

   Kes, wide-eyed, stared at Janeway...  surely she wasn't going to let the
head of a planetary government drink her piss!  Slowly, she realized that,
yes, that's exactly what she was going to do.  She distractedly shook her
head that no, she didn't mind.

   "Excellent!" Jasmine held up her glass to Janeway, who poured a good
mouthful into it.

   Chakotay shot Janeway an incredulous glare as Jasmine lifted the glass
in the air, so that the light shone through it.  She swirled it around,
judging it's color.  She lowered it to her nose and inhaled it's scent.  A
confused look came over her face.  Kes and Chakotay thought, for sure, that
the jig was up.  This was going to be a diplomatic distaster that would be
one for the record books.

   But Jasmine continued evaluating the glass of Janeway's urine.  She held
it to her lips, then, in one quick motion, tilted her head back and dumped
the entire amount into her mouth as if she were doing a shot.  She leveled
her head and slowly swished the piss from one side of her mouth to the
other, tasting it fully.  Her head cocked in contemplation.  She swished it
around faster, then stopped.  Finally, she swallowed it all in one large
gulp.

   All eyes were on her as she sat there, considering what she had just
drunk.

   "Delicious!" she exclaimed, "I've never quite tasted anything like it!"

   Chakotay was in shock, but Janeway and Marlin just smiled.  Kes couldn't
believe the alien Prime Minister actually LIKED it...  perhaps her taste
buds were different than...  well, most people's!

   "I'm glad you liked it, Madade Minister," Janeway diplomatically
replied.

   "Indeed!  And call me Jasmine," she replied, "you, Captain, have given
me quite a gift!  It has been too long since I've tasted something new!
Let us have a toast!"

   Jasmine held her glass out to Janeway again and Janeway, this time,
filled it to the brim.  She held out the carafe to Marlin, who politely
held out her glass and accepted a filling of Janeway's piss.  Janeway
offered it to Chakotay, who passed and picked up his glass of water,
instead.  Janeway turned to Kes and filled her glass back to the brim
without asking, emptying the carafe at last.

   Janeway picks up her own glass of Rhulien Wine and Jasmine makes a
toast.

   "To new experiences!" She declares.

   "Here, here!" Janeway nods as they clink glasses.  Janeways watches in
delight as Jasmine, Marlin and Kes all chugs down her nasty piss.

   As Kes is drinking her glassful of piss, she feels something wet and
rough between her legs!  She jerks in surprise and almost spills her drink.
She looks down and sees it's Jasmine's pet Chingador, an exotic alien
creature about the size of a Earth dog.  dogs have long snouts, a rounded
horn on their head, six legs and two sets of sex organs (the females always
give birth to twins - one from each vagina).

   Jasmine had introduced them to her dog earlier in the evening.  His name
was "Humper".  Kes didn't like the way he was looking at her.  When the
others were appreciating the fine art and sculpture the Prime Minister had
on display, Kes was busy keeping Humper from sniffing her crotch.

   Now Humper was under the table, stickin his wet nose right in her
crotch! She looked around and nobody else seemed to notice.  Rather than
make a big scene, she tried to surreptitiously shoo the dog away with her
foot under the table.  Unfortunately, that just caused her to spread her
legs wider giving Humper an opening to shove his head up fully into her
crotch until his nose was right against her sopping wet, hairless cunt.
Worse yet, his horn was rubbing against her clit as his rough tongue licked
her labia.

   Kes looked around, nervously trying not to show that she was getting
cunnilingus from the Prime Minister's pet.  Everyone seemed oblivious.  She
had no choice but to let Humper do as he wanted and hopefully he'd leave
her alone.

   Janeway chatted with Chakotay as she watched Jasmine and Marlin get
involved in a conversation.  She was pretty sure the two were hitting it
off quite well, obviously flirting.  She heard Kes make a soft moan and
looked over at her.  Her eyes were closed and she looked flushed and almost
in pain.  She put a hand on her shoulder and Kes' eyes snapped open and she
looked over at Janeway.

   Kes tried to cover, she picked up her glass of Janeway's piss again and
continued drinking it, trying not to squirm too much.  Swallowing it down,
she smiled and moaned, "MMMmmmm...."

   Janeway smiled and turned back to her conversation with Chakotay.  Kes
immediately bucked and felt an orgasm building uncontrollably in her loins.
Despite her shame and disgust at being licked at by this alien animal, her
filthy little cunt didn't discriminate.  She grabbed the tablecloth and
held on as she shuddered in ecstasy, her female cum squirting from her
pussy to be lapped up by Jasmine's pet.

   Moments later, she came back to her senses and looked around, groggily.
It took a few seconds for her vision to clear as the blood drained from her
head.

   Janeway was still talking to Chakotay and Jasmine and Marlin were
sitting very close.  She saw Jasmine take Marlin's hand and guide it under
the table to her lap!  A look of surprise flashed across Marlin's face,
followed by a look that couldn't be mistaken for anything but raw animal
lust.  Kes had a feeling it was going to be an eventful night.

   *****

   "Anger Management"

   *****

   Tuvok worked at his console on the bridge, quietly and efficiently
monitoring every ship security system and reviewing the sensor information
for any possible threats.  All seemed within safety protocol standard.

   Unfortunately, his security net did not detect the approach of Neelix.

   "Hello, Mr.  Vulcan!" Neelix said as he strode out of the turbolift and
over to Tuvok.

   Tuvok clenched his jaw tightly and looked straight ahead for a second
before turning to Neelix, "Yes, Mr.  Neelix, what is it now?"

   "Well, I decided that since you were so busy that you didn't get to have
any Mexicano tonight, I programmed it into your food replicator in your
room!" Neelix announced cheerily.

   "You...  and what of my other food programs?" Tuvok asked, not sure if
he wanted the answer.

   "Oh, I deleted them, no room in the...  memory?" Neelix searched for the
right technical word, "Or whatever it's called.  Anyway, when Mexicano week
is over, you can get the old food programs back from the standard
database!"

   Tuvok's teeth gritted almost audibly as he replied, "Those recipes were
not IN the standard database, I had to manually enter them myself and
gradually tweak them over the course of the last 4 years..."

   "Oh..." Neelix's brow furrowed and his "fur" (or whatever that was on
his head) bristled, "Well, I'm sure I can recreate them for you, and give
them my own special flare- after all, you must be tired of eating that
bland old Vulcan food for 4 years!"

   Tuvok completely lost it.  Vulcans had a history of being the coolest,
calmest, most collected race of humanoids in the galaxy, excluding pon
farr. But Vulcans had never encountered a Neelix before.  They would have
to create a new primal rage ceremony for the handling of Neelixes.  Tuvok's
hand shot out like lightning and gripped Neelix' throat with supertalaxian
strength and lifted him effortlessly off the ground, "I...  DO...  NOT...
THINK...  SO....  MR...  NEELIX!!!" Tuvok growled as he crushed the
annoying Talaxian's spinal column between his powerful fingers.  He let
Neelix go and he dropped to the floor like a sack of potatoes.  Or
jalapenos, whatever those were.

   Suddenly, the exit to the holodeck opened and Tasha walked in.

   "Sorry to barge in Tuvok, but- oh, what happened here?" Tasha asked,
seeing Neelix on the floor, his head at an unnaturally odd angle to the
rest of his body.

   "A...  simulation..." Tuvok tried to explain, regaining his composure.

   "Simulation?" Tasha asked, a grin forming on his face.

   "Yes, a program I developed over a year ago...  " Tuvok explained in his
normal, logical tones, "A prepared tactician can use the holodeck to enact
any situation and be prepared for any contingency."

   "So...  don't tell me, " Tasha played along, "Neelix was...  possessed
by an evil aliens force and had taken over the ship and you had to shatter
his spine to drive the evil out?"

   "That is a distinct possibility, " Tuvok replied with a perfectly
straight face and without missing a beat, "I presume, Lt., that you came
here for a reason?"

   "Oh!" Tasha remembered, "Yes, Torres has punched out ensign Carrey."

   "Again?" Tuvok asked.

   "Again, " Tasha continued, "I think she's frustrated."

   "Frustrated?"

   "You know...  with Tom still being a...  a catfish...  and Seven has Kim
busy in Astrometric and won't let him even take a break."

   "I see," Tuvok nodded, "How is ensign Carrey?"

   "Out cold, " Tasha replied, "he's in the sickbay, the Doctor says he'll
be fine after some minor reconstructive surgery.

   Tuvok nodded slightly and walked up to the computer panel, "Computer,
locate Lieutenant B'Ellana Torres."

   The computer chirped and a millisecond later replied, "Lt.  Torres is in
holodeck 3."

   "That's just next door, should we just-" Tasha began.

   "No, in her enraged state she could be quite dangerous," he cautioned
her.

   "I'll call for backup," Tasha said as she was about to hit her
commbadge.

   "That will not be necessary," Tuvok told her, "Send Mr.  Neelix.  He has
been wanting to be a security guard.  I think this will be an appropriate
time to take him up on his offer."

   "But, Tuvok, won't she...  I mean...  cream him?" Tasha asked, not
believing Tuvok would be so...  irritated with Neelix that he'd send him to
a certain pummeling.

   "Of course not, Lt, " Tuvok explained, "in her aroused condition, it is
best to send someone who is...  'a people person'.  She is familiar with
him and he should be able to calm her down and get her to come along
quietly.  All personnel have their unique talents and are strategically
best suited for specific special conditions."

   "Of course, you're right, " Tasha nodded her head in understanding,
"I'll go get him."

   Tasha left the holodeck.  Tuvok looked down at the corpse of Neelix and
almost smiled.  Almost.

   *****

   "All Tied Up and Nowhere to Go"

   *****

   Late that evening, back on Yasmina, Janeway was putting the finishing
touches on Kes' bondage straps.  She had Kes on her knees on the floor,
leaned all the way forward at the waist so that her face was resting on the
floor sideways.  Her arms were strapped to her sides, pointing straight
back.  Her ankles were cuffed together.  The resulting position was one of
unmistakable submission.  Her ass stuck straight up in the air, her back
inclined up at a 45 degree angle.  She was completely naked.

   "There we go," Janeway stood up and appraised her work, "all tied up and
nowhere to go!" Janeway chuckled.

   Kes looked up at her Captain and Mistress.  She was wearing a flowing,
red dress that was very thin material and, under the right light, fairly
translucent.  She could see the outline of her body, her round ass...  her
pelvis and bush...  Kes started to get wet all over again.

   Just then, the door signal chimed.  Janeway walked over and hit the open
button.  Chakotay stepped in adjusting his tie with more than a little
frustration.

   "How is it that, all the way on the other side of the Galaxy, they've
invented the same cursed tradition of tying a damned knot around your-" he
stopped short as he saw Kes' dildo-stuffed asshole staring up at him,
"um... hello, Kes."

   "Hi...  Commander," Kes meekly replied.

   "Here, let me help you with that," Janeway offered, "I'm pretty good
with knots."

   "So I see," Chakotay acknowledged.

   As Janeway did Chakotay's tie, she spoke to Kes, "alright, bitch,
Chakotay and I are going to hit the downtown strip and do some clubbing,
experience the nightlife that I hear is so wild, here.  You're going to
stay right here, just like that, like a good little bitch and wait for us.
When we get back, we'll play with you and I'll give you that feeding I
promised you before."

   Chakotay heard Kes groan softly and looked down to see moisture running
down Kes' puffy, swollen labia.  He couldn't believe it, she really loved
being Janeway's bitch!  Janeway roughly pushed his head back to looking
foward and finished the tie.

   "There, see?" she patted Chakotay on the ass and sent him out the door,
"Go see if the shuttle is ready for us, I'll be right down."

   As Chakotay left, Janeway knelt down beside Kes and produced from her
bag what looked like some kind of harness, like a horse's bridle.
Suddenly, Janeway roughly yanked the large dildo out of Kes' butt, making
an obscenely wet "pop" sound.  Kes gasped and could feel her sphincter was
stil dilated, she could feel the cool night breeze from the open window
blowing into her gaping asshole.

   Kes watched as Janeway quickly and expertly attached the soiled, thick
dildo and attached it to the bridle.  Before she could object, Janeway
grabbed Kes' hair, pulled up her head, forcing her mouth open, and shoved
the soiled dildo into her mouth!  She could taste her own shit juices on
the massive, veiny fake cock, still warm from being deep in her bowels for
the entire day.

   Janeway slowly worked the dildo deeper and deeper down Kes' throat,
pleased to see a nice brown slime coating building on the little bitch's
lips.  Kes choked and gagged a little here and there but Janeway kept
patiently, insistently forcing it in until the bridle rested against her
face.  She buckled the straps securely around the back of Kes' head and let
her head drop back down to the ground.

   Standing up, Janeway picked up her riding crop and walked around Kes.
Kes could only see her stilletto black patent leather thigh-high boots from
her perspective.  Janeway slapped Kes' exposed ass with the riding crop
sharply, making Kes jump.

   "Very nice, bitch," Janeway hissed as she began to slide the riding crop
into Kes' still gaping rectum, "I'll be back for this later tonight...  in
the mean time, try not to be a bad girl or I'll have to punish you!"

   With that, Janeway withdrew the riding crop, gave Kes another smack on
the ass and walked out.

   Kes lay there wondering how long they would be gone and what the Hell
she was going to do all night.  She didn't have to wonder long, though...

   *****

   "Gang Bang", Part I

   *****

   "Computer!" Neelix barked with the most authoritative voice he could
muster.

   The computer calmly chirped in response.

   "Special Tactical Security Operative 4th class Neelix requesting
emergency security override of this holodeck, immediately!" Neelix spat.

   "Unable to comply, please state proper security override code." bleeped
the computer.

   "Oh, yes, er..." Neelix looked at his hand where he'd scribbled the code
and read it slowly and methodically, "One nine four F Z fifty seven oh four
alpha twelve Charlie."

   "Affirmative." replied the computer and the Holodeck doors opened.
Neelix, in his brand new beige security outfit, strode in with confidence
to find Torres.

   *****

   "Doggystyle, Part I"

   *****

   Two hours had passed and Kes had begun to go stir crazy.  Her throat had
accustomed itself to the girth of the large dildo violating its depths,
while her asshole had eventually closed back up, returning to it's original
tightness.  The muscle tone of her ass was something she was quite proud
of, actually.  Janeway had always praised her on how tight her ass was, no
matter how much abuse it had taken.

   But now Kes had started to get panicky and she began struggling with her
bonds, trying to, at least, loosen them.  She shuddered to think what would
happen if Janeway came back and found she had gotten out of them, but she
was going to go nuts if she had to lay here bent over for the rest of the
night.

   Suddenly, she heard the door slide open and she instantly stopped
struggling.  The nightlife must not have been all that wild if they were
back already!  What were they going to do to her now?  What kinds of kinky
things did Janeway have planned for her?  Her pussy quivered just trying to
imagine it.

   She waited but nobody said anything.  She didn't even hear them come in.
Had the door malfunctioned?  She was face down on the other side of the bed
and had no way of seeing the door.  She thought she heard some heavy
breathing...  maybe Chakotay and Janeway were already going at it?

   She waited longer and the suspense was killing her.  Her heart pounded
so hard she could feel it pressing against her ribs, her vision began to
get fuzzy and she felt light headed.  Whatever they were going to do to
her, she wished they would just do it and stop teasing her!  The
anticipation was more than she could take!

   Then, to her shock, she felt a warm, wet sensation on her cunt...  and a
familiar one!  She turned her head as best she could and looked back to see
Humper licking her pussy!  His horn was rubbing against her asshole in this
position as he slobbered all over her cunt.

   Kes groaned in desperation, humilation and, she had to admit, passion.
It had felt so good to get release at dinner...  maybe it wasn't so bad...
at least she'd have something to occupy her untilJust then, Humper got up
on his hind legs and put his two large middle paws on her asscheeks,
spreading them oscenely and his two front paws on her back, resting his
weight on them and holding her down.  She felt his cock clumsily jabbing at
her pussy.

   She began to panic, getting licked by this alien creature was one thing,
but to be FUCKED by it?!  That was more than even she could handle.  She
began to scream (as it were, she couldn't really scream with ten inches of
fake cock down her throat) and tried to wriggle away from the dog.  But
resistance was useless, he was too heavy and too strong.  She was going to
get fucked by this animal and there was nothing she could do but try to
enjoy it.

   As she felt it's weighty cock flop around all over her pussy and ass
clumsily trying to find an opening, she realized she was dripping wet.  She
was so worked up from the events of the day that she probably would enjoy
it.

   "God, I'm such a filthy bitch," she thought as she felt his penis
finally settle at the opening to her cunt.  She welcomed the feeling of a
real, live cock inside her.  Wait, no, he had it at her ass...!  No,
wait...

   "Oh fuck!" she thought as she remembered...  dogs have redundant sexual
organs!  Humper's TWO cocks were probing her nether regions, trying to
violate her...  in her cunt AND her ass at the same time!

   She let out an animalistic groan as she came to this realization, at the
precise moment Humper found his mark and plunged BOTH of his massive animal
cocks into her at the same time!  He rammed her asshole and cunt savagely,
plunging his twin pricks to their full depth with every thrust!

   As Kes let the feral passion overcome her, driving her into an almost
unthinking, bestial lust, some distant, objective, innocent part of her
mind that still hid away somewhere deep in her psyche realized that this
was her first real sexual intercourse...  her first real cock in either
hole...  and it was with an animal!  This realization drove her over the
edge and as she felt the first hot twin jets of animal cum shooting into
the depths of her womb and bowels, she screamed through the most intense,
primal orgasm of her life.

   Then, Humper started all over again.  dogs usually had to mate several
times in a row to ensure pregnancy.  And Pingador was going to make sure he
impregnated this bitch!

   *****

   "Gang Bang", Part II

   *****

   Torres looked on at the approaching rape gang of Klingons and
Naussicans, all heaving and sweating.  The adrenaline and testosterone
pumping through their veins...  and organs...  was palpable.  Torres had a
scratch on her face and half her work tunic was torn off already.

   "All right, you fuckers, enough foreplay, do your worst!" She growled
savagely, "Come on!"

   The naked Klingons and Naussicans, none endowed with less than 12
inches, began to advance, drooling and growling.  Torres was about to get
the gang-raping of her life.  It was her favorite stress-release program
when no-one else was around to relieve her.  Kim was lucky she was going to
get appeased this way and not via his ass.

   "Freeze!" Neelix shouted, pointing a small cracker-sized phaser at the
nearest Klingon.

   "What the-?" Torres spun to see Neelix.

   "My god!  The Holodeck's malfunctioned!" Neelix cried, "don't worry,
Torres, I'll protect you!"

   "What the HELL are you doing in here?" Torres screamed.

   "Tuvok ordered me to come get you, something about punching out Ensign
Carrey?" Neelix said, waving his mini-phaser around belligerently, not
realizing it was only a stun phaser with about enough power to give a
medium-sized cat a short nap, "I'm sure it was all just a misunderstanding,
but nevertheless, Tuvok would like to see you."

   "ARRGGGGGH!!!" Torres screamed and stormed out of the holodeck.

   Neelix watched her leave and turned back around, waving the phaser at
the group of would-be rapists, "Ok, you bunch, you're going back to the
hologrid as soon as I contact-oomph!"

   Neelix had backed into something big.  And hard.  And sweaty.  He slowly
turned around to see a seven-foot tall Klingon breathing a hot foul stench
in his face.

   "Er, hello there...  Mr.  Klingon!" Neelix smiled nervously and raised
his phaser, only to have it snatched from his hand and crushed like a
walnut.

   "Oh my...  uh...  " Neelix backed up into a 8 foot tall Naussican.  He
looked around and realized he was surrounded.  The lead, and most well hung
Klingon advanced, stroking himself.

   "Oh, my...  uh, that's a rather large uh...  tool...  you have there-"
Neelix noted.

   Suddenly Neelix began to flail madly in an attempt to get out, but he
was grabbed and pinned down effortlessly, "Computer!" he cried in
desperation, "End program!!!"

   "Unable to comply, " responded the computer, "please state proper
security override code."

   And Neelix would have done just that.  If his mouth hadn't been full of
Naussican man meat.  But at least that muffled his screams of agony when
the Klingon impaled him from the other end making him resemble very much a
pig on a spit over a campfire.

   END EPISODE 3
   To be continued in EPISODE 4: "Shore Leave, Part II"! 

need of more help than the
other team, they had darker histories and were not likely to be accepted by
the first team readily.  Secondly, he felt that having a backup team was a
good idea, in case anything ever happened to one of the teams.  He also
felt it important to not tell either team about the existence of the other-
this way they could not implicate each other in any way and not become a
liability to the other should anything unforeseen happen.

   Finally, the new group was formed entirely of women.  Professor X had
seen how women were being treated differently, how society was prejudiced
against them.  He wanted his students to feel equal to anyone, to not have
any feeling of being inferior.  He could see how Marvel Girl had been
subconsciously limiting the use of her powers due to her generally
submissive feminine attitude in a group with 4 other men constantly gawking
at her and treating her like a "girl".  He had considered transferring her
to the new group, but did not want anyone to have knowledge of both teams.

   Professor X started this second team in California.  The only other
living person who know of the existence of both schools is Moira
MacTaggart. This is the story of how the XXX-Women came to be.

   The founding team was comprised of (in order of recruitment) Miss Morph
- a shapeshifter and flesh morpher, Supernova - a beautiful Italian girl
with the power to start fires, Ilsa - a tall, strong German girl with the
power to cancel out other mutant's powers, Jade - a super-strong and
invulnerable but shy she-male and Nervosa - a brooding goth girl with the
power to manipulate other people's nervous systems.

   At one point, Professor X was out of commission (or missing in space or
pretending to be dead, etc.) and the two teams, unaware of the other's
existence, met and battled one another.  This occurred four times.  Once
before the second X-Men team was formed (around issue 60 or so), once
shortly before Marvel Girl became the Dark Phoenix (around issues 120 -
130), once just after Kitty Pryde had joined the team (around issues 140 -
145) and once again after Rogue joined the X-Men (around issues 171 - 173).

   The first encounter occurred while Professor X was away.  The second
encounter happened while Professor X was there, but he stayed quiet and
observed the outcome, ensuring that no-one got seriously hurt.  The third
time the XXX-Women had decided they didn't need him.  Professor X told his
X-Men the truth about the other team and told them to stop them.  They
failed and the other team escaped, but took Storm and Kitty with them for
several months.

   The final conflict came when they decided to "steal" Rogue, Kitty and
Storm (the female members of the X-Men) and failed.

   Mystique later was off-and-on-again affiliated with the XXX-Women and
X-Men, sometimes serving as their leader.  At other times, the White Queen
has run either of the teams.

   * * * * *

   The Characters (only those used in this story):

   Nervosa (Mishi) - Has the ability to control another person's nervous
system by touch (can paralyze them or control them by touch).

   Greg (Rubber Boy) - Mishi's devoted and pathetic boyfriend/slave, his
only power is being involuntarily stretchy (can be stretched by others,
can't do it himself).

   She-Man (Lynne) - Hermaphrodite hero/heroine from Eternia, formed when
He-Man and She-Ra were mortally wounded and used the power of the combined
Power Sword to resurrect themselves.

   Jubilee - Asian teen mutant

   Fido - Mishi's horny, hung and filthy dog

   * * * * *

   She-Man and Mishi are laying back on a picnic blanket.  A picnic basket
is open, the contents strewn about them, the food eaten, the drinks
finished.  Jubilee is lying next to She-Man, resting her head in She-Man's
lap, sucking her cock.  Greg is resting his head in Mishi's lap, she's
holding his head and slowly, deeply, casually face-fucking him.

   MISHI

   Ahhh...  this is the life...

   SHE-MAN

   Yeah, isn't it a beautiful day?

   GREG

   Yes, Mistress MISHI

   Shut up, faggot!  No-one gave you permission to speak!

   She fucks his face savagely, he gags.

   MISHI

   Fuckin' worm!

   SHE-MAN

   Your slave is a little impetuous.

   MISHI

   I'm sorry, Mistress, you'd think he'd be well-trained by now.

   SHE-MAN

   Well, you'll just have to teach him a lesson.

   MISHI

   Definitely.

   Greg groans.  Mishi picks up her riding crop.

   MISHI

   Fido!  Here, boy!

   Her giant Marmaduke-sized dog runs over to her.

   MISHI

   Yeah, you're a good boy, aren't you!  Fido licks her face, Mishi sucks
his tongue, kissing him.

   MISHI

   Here, boy, fuck!

   She taps the riding crop on Greg's ass.  Fido goes to his ass, sniffs
it, then fucks Greg's ass with his 10-inch cock with animal abandon.

   GREG

   Unh!

   MISHI

   Yeah, Greggie-poo, you're a nasty little bitch, aren't you?  You're
Fido's hot little bitch!

   GREG

   Mrmm...

   Jubi and She-Man are watching, Jubi starts masturbating while sucking
She-Man's cock and watching Greg getting ass-fucked by a dog.  The dog
starts howling and butt-fucking him savagely.

   GREG

   Rrm!  Rrm!  Rrm!

   SHE-MAN

   God, that is so hot!

   MISHI

   Oh, God!  Unh!  Take it!  Take it up the ass!  Oh god!  FUCK!  Swallow
my cum, you fucking bitch!  Yeah!  Unh!

   She cums in his mouth, he audibly swallows and Fido finishes cumming up
his ass.  Fido pulls out.  Mishi taps the riding crop on Greg's mouth, then
on Fido's dick.  Greg lifts his mouth from her cock, saliva and cum is
dripping from his lips, he licks it up and gives her cock a last few quick
sucks to clean it.  He then sees what Mishi wants him to do, then looks at
her pleadingly.  She Man looks at Mishi and shakes her head in
disappointment.  Mishi scowls at Greg, and he obediently, albeit
reluctantly, licks Fido's shitty cock clean.

   MISHI

   (continuing; petting Fido)

   Good boy!  Good boy!  Greg looks up at Mishi, pathetically, while
sucking fido's cock.

   MISHI

   Not you, you stupid bitch!  You've been very very bad today!

   She spanks his ass with the riding crop, he jumps at the pain and farts,
some of Fido's sperm comes oozing out.  Jubilee comes over and licks it up,
then pulls back Greg's head and spits the cum in his mouth.  He swallows.
Fido starts to whine.

   MISHI

   What's that Fido?  Oh, okay.

   She taps the riding crop on Fido's ass.  Greg watches in horror as she
guides the riding crop to Greg's face and taps it on his lips.

   GREG

   N-..  No, please...

   MISHI

   Shut up!

   She slaps him and shoves him down on his back.  Fido squats over his
face.  She forces open Greg's mouth, and he keeps it open, tears running
down his face.  She-Man comes over and watches, making Jubilee suck her
cock again.  Jubi starts masturbating again, moaning.  Mishi manuevers
between Greg's legs, spreads them and pushes them back as she enters him.

   MISHI

   Shit, Fido, shit!

   Fido shits a long, soft shitrope in Greg's mouth, he gags, but starts
eating it.  The shit is incredibly nasty and soft, he gags, almost barfs,
but swallows anyway.

   MISHI

   Mmm, yeah, good boy, eat that nasty dogshit!  You know, my first shit
was dogshit!

   SHE-MAN

   yes, I remember, you loved it!

   MISHI

   Well, besides horseshit, it's my favorite!  it's so damn nasty and soft!

   GREG

   Urk- gulp!  Ack- belch- eghh, urk- hurk!  Munch, munch, chew, gulp!

   Jubilee starts moaning loadly as she rubs her clit and comes, screaming
on She-Man's cock.  She-Man moans too, and cums in her mouth.  Jubi
greedily swallows it all down.

   FIDO

   Fltthhhltthhhh!

   MISHI

   God, that smells nasty!  Oh, fuck!  Unh!  Unh!  Yeah!  Fuckin' shit!

   She cums up Greg's ass and shoves Fido down so that his ass is directly
on Greg's mouth.  Fido whines lowly and we hear a very wet farting sound.
Greg's eyes widen as the shit starts to spill over, but he gets most of it.
His face is covered in shit when fido gets off, and he obediantly licks
Fido's ass clean.  Meanwhile, She-Man pisses in Jubi's mouth, and she
drinks it willingly.  The two french-kiss afterwards.  Mishi pulls out of
Greg, picks him up, and shoves her cock in his mouth.  he's not ready for
it, and barfs.

   MISHI

   (continuing; slapping him, knocking him down)

   That's it!  You useless little fuck!  You're going to get it!  Come on!

   She grabs him by the leash and drags him away.  He scurries on all fours
trying to keep up with her, slipping on his own vomit.

   MISHI

   Come on, fido, let's go boy!  Greggie's been bad!

   Fido follows along excitedly.  She Man and Jubi look at each other.

   SHE-MAN

   Such a nice couple.

   JUBILEE

   (licking cum from her fingers)
   Mmm... 

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Wendy.  Virginia comes in too.

   BROWNEYE

   I know, daddy, we've been out partying!

   She forcefully french kisses him, he pulls away, and rushes over to
Wendy, who's obviously been raped.  Her skirt is torn, as is her blouse,
sluttly clothes Virginia and Browneye made her wear.  He bra is pulled down
and her panties are wrapped around one of her thighs, torn and rolled
tight.

   CHUCK

   Wendy!  Are you okay!  My God, what did they do to you!

   WENDY

   Oh..  God, Charles...  ugh...

   CHUCK

   You...  you monsters!  What did you do to her!  I smell alchohol on her
breath!

   BROWNEYE

   Oh, it wasn't us, Daddy, in fact, we barely touched her!

   CHUCK

   What?  Then who VIRGINIA

   Them!  Come on in, guys!

   Ten guys come in, all drunk.  Some are built and big, some look like
models, some are fat pigs, like bikers or truckers.  Most are black.  Luke
is with them.

   BROWNEYE

   These are my friends, Daddy!  We met them at the Stinking Hog, on Route
69.

   VIRGINIA

   THEY'RE the ones who...  partied with Mom!

   CHUCK

   They-...  they raped her?!

   FAT AMOS

   (ugly fat black biker)

   Fuckin' homo picks up quick, don't he?

   CHUCK

   Hey!

   BROWNEYE

   Look, Daddy, Mom over there wasn't really enough for my friends, so i
told them I'd bring them back here to party!

   CHUCK

   Absolutely not!

   VIRGINIA

   Alright, then, we'll just have to have them rape Mom again!

   LUKE

   (a rough-looking black guy)

   Good, man!  I love that hot, creamy white ass o' hers!

   (licking his lips)

   CHUCK

   Stay away from her!

   LUKE

   Fool!  Step off!

   (he shoves Chuck aside)

   CHUCK

   Oof!  Luke whips out his mammoth cock and sticks it in Wendy's used
mouth.  She doesn't have the strength to resist.

   LUKE

   See?  She loves nigga cock!  Fuckin' white bitch!

   CHUCK

   Stop it!  Brownie, please!

   BROWNEYE

   Tell you what, Daddy, let's have a little contest.

   CHUCK

   Wha- what are you talking about, Brownie?

   BROWNEYE

   Here's what we'll do.

   She takes out an old fashioned watch connected on a chain to her vest.

   BROWNEYE

   I'll give you ten minutes to make each of these men cum in your mouth
CHUCK

   What!!!

   BROWNEYE

   You're right, that's too much, a minute a cock, let's make it seven
minutes for all ten!  I mean, they must have cum twice each up Mommy's ass
and mouth and cunt, but since you seem to want a challenge...  or do you
want to try only five minutes?

   CHUCK

   Brownie, please BROWNEYE

   If you can do it, they leave, and we promise not to bother either of you
for a week!  A day for each minute!

   CHUCK

   But, Brownie, this is horrible MUSTAFA

   Mmm, yeah, some faggot mouth!  Just like back in prison!

   VIRGINIA

   Meanwhile, while you're sucking each one, the next guy in line will be
fucking Mommy up the ass!

   (she fingers Wendy's ass)

   LUKE

   Yeah, man!  I'm last!

   He shoves his cock in Wendy's mouth and she gags.

   BROWNEYE

   Now, if you fail, you, first, have to drink each man's piss FAT AMOS

   Yeah, man, I gotta take a wicked beer-piss!

   BROWNEYE

   AND, my friends get to stay all night and do whatever they want with
Mommy, AND you.

   CHUCK

   But BROWNEYE

   But nothing!  This isn't an option, asshole!  You'd better do it or
else! Chico!  Get that fat spic dick over here!

   CHICO

   (a Blatino - half-black, half-spanish, all Puerto-Rican)

   Yeah, man, suck it down, man!  I still got you're wive's cunt sauce on
my pinga, faggot!

   BROWNEYE

   Well?

   CHUCK

   BrownieShe starts the watch.

   BROWNEYE

   T-minus seven minutes!

   CHUCK

   Please!

   BROWNEYE

   You're wasting time, Daddy!

   CHUCK

   This is crazy!

   CHICO

   Come on, faggot!

   (grabs Chuck' head)

   Chuck struggles.

   BROWNEYE

   No, wait.  he has to do this.  You can't pump or anything.  He's got to
make you come all by himself, I want to see how good a cocksucker he is.

   CHICO

   Damn, bitch, you nasty!  But if that's the way you want it!

   (lets Chuck go)

   CHUCK

   Please BROWNEYE

   You've already wasted 20 seconds!

   CHUCK

   Brownie, wait, can't we BROWNEYE

   Tyrone!

   TYRONE

   (a rough-looking gang member)

   Yo.

   BROWNEYE

   Fuck that bitch up the ass!  And hard!  That's how she likes it!

   TYRONE

   You got it!

   He drops his jeans, throws Wendy on the bed, lifts up her skirt, then
guiudes his cock in her ass and fucks her, hard.

   WENDY

   Rrrgh!

   (her mouth is full with Luke's cock)

   LUKE

   Damn, man!  Save me some!

   CHUCK

   Wendy!

   BROWNEYE

   That's 40 seconds wasted, stupid!  Unless you want to spend the rest of
the night with these guys, you better fuckin' get started!

   CHUCK

   Jes- fine!  Fine alright!

   WENDY

   Nrrm!  Orr!

   (Luke slaps her ass)

   LUKE

   Shut up, you fuckin white slutbag!

   Chuck looks angrily at Browneye, she holds up the watch, 45 seconds have
passed.  He looks at the cock in front of him, grabs it, then holds it up
to his mouth, opens it, then slowly places it in.  He starts to stroke it,
trying to get it hard.  Browneye smiles, and watches intently.  Virginia
fingers Wendy's pussy as she gets mouth and ass-fucked.

   BROWNEYE

   Mmm, yeah, that's it, get him nice and hard.

   CHICO

   Yo, man, I'm not gonna cum like that, man!  You gonna put me to sleep
like that!  This fuckin' faggot sucks cock like my grandmother, man!  I
thought you said he was good at this shit, man!

   BROWNEYE

   You heard the man, Daddy!  Get crackin!

   (she slaps his ass)

   Chuck starts stroking faster, trying not to put too much in his mouth.
Browneye picks up the watch, looks at it, shakes her head, and shows Chuck,
a minute and 5 seconds have passed.

   BROWNEYE

   looks like it's going to be a long night!

   Chuck finally starts using his mouth, and more firmly sucking.  Chico's
cock is hard now, and he starts to moan.  Chuck looks up at him, trying to
judge what's working and what's not.  Chico is moaning and enjoying it.

   CHICO

   hey, puta, mang!  Chupa mi la pinga!  Ay!  Si, mamasita!  Maricone!

   He comes in Chuck' mouth.

   BROWNEYE

   (masturbating)

   Swallow it all, Daddy!  You miss one drop and you've lost!  Swallow it
all!

   Chuck shoves his mouth down on the cock, making sure it's in his mouth
as it comes so he swallows it all.

   CHICO

   Damn, man!  He's not bad!

   (pulling out)

   BROWNEYE

   Not bad, Daddy, but you're way behind!  Only 5 minutes left!  Tyrone,
you're next!  Get you cute little ass over here!

   Tyrone comes over.  She slaps his ass.

   BROWNEYE

   Go for it Daddy.

   Chuck looks disgusted, Tyrone's dick is shitty.

   BROWNEYE

   Hey!  At least it's hard already!  Besides, i didn't hear Mommy
complaining about sucking her shit off of these cocks, and if it's good
enough for her, it's more than good enough for you!  Now SUCK!

   (she slaps his ass)

   VIRGINIA

   Leroy, you're next up this fucking whore's ass!

   LEROY

   Alright, man, yeah!

   Chuck is about to grab Tyrone's dick and give him a hand-job first, to
clean off the shit.

   TYRONE

   No, no, man, I don't like that shit, no hands, mouth only.

   BROWNEYE

   You heard him, asshole, mouth only!

   Chuck glares angrily, but obeys as he spies the watch.  He opens his
mouth and slowly inserts the cock in his mouth.  He sucks it in deep
strokes, sucking it hard, trying to get Tyrone to cum.  A thick brown film
of shit forms on his lips as he sucks.

   BROWNEYE

   Yeah, you fuckin' homo, do it!

   TYRONE

   Yeah, asshole, suck you're cunt wife's shit off my cock!  Yeah, clean it
real nice!

   Tyrone moans and closes his eyes as Chuck gets busy.

   TYRONE

   Yeah, faster, fucker...

   BROWNEYE

   (sticking a finger up his ass)

   You heard the man, faster, shitface!  Chuck pistons his head faster,
really sucking hard.

   TYRONE

   Oh, yeah, that's it...  that's it!  FUCK!  Yeah!  UNGH!

   Tyrone cums hard, Chuck gives him deep throat to swallow it all.  He
pulls off and turns.

   BROWNEYE

   Not bad, only 45 seconds on that CHUCK

   Who's the next one?

   BROWNEYE

   Well!  Eager little faggot, aren't we?

   CHUCK

   Stop stalling!  Who's next!

   BROWNEYE

   Getting to like the taste of cum, are we?

   Chuck sees Leroy, he crawls quickly over to him.

   TYRONE

   Hey, boss, you're not done here!

   Chuck turns around to see Tyrone slowly pumping his cock, a last large
drop of cum is hanging off the head of his cock, about to drop off.

   BROWNEYE

   Remember what I said!  Miss one drop...

   Chuck rushes over and gets the last drop, sucking quickly.

   TYRONE

   Yeah, your wife should have told ya, I'm a leaker, just suck the rest
outta there...  yeah, that's good.

   Tyrone pulls out, Chuck rushes over to Wendy, who's getting fucked
roughly up the ass by Leroy.  She hardly notices since she's busy
deep-throating Luke's huge dick.  Chuck tries to pull Leroy out, but
Leroy's having to much fun fucking Wendy.  Finally, he lets Chuck pull him
out, Chuck gulps his cock down hard and sucks fast, using his hand,
ignoring the shit on the filthy fat cock.

   VIRGINIA

   Hey, you two, over here!

   Chuck' mouth is streatched wide by Leroy's girth, but he goes at it with
gusto.  Much to Chuck's relief, Leroy comes quickly, he sucks it clean, and
Leroy is limp after he pulls out.

   LEROY

   Sorry, Browneye, guess I'm worn out!

   BROWNEYE

   I told you to save some up that fifth time you were fucking Mom's ass,
you jerk!

   (she slaps him on the ass)

   Chuck turn around and sees one of the only two white guys, a male-model
type named Adonis fucking his wife up the ass, but Adonis's twin brother
(the other white guy) Aramis is fucking HIM up the ass at the same time.
They are kissing.

   CHUCK

   What the-?

   BROWNEYE

   Oh, this is Adonis and Aramis, they're brothers...  identical twins...
and lovers!  They do everything together....  and I mean everything!  Just
ask mommy!

   They both pull out, face each other, and start french kissing and
grabbing each other's asses.  Browneye comes down next to Chuck' ear and
raspily whispers:

   BROWNEYE

   C'mon sugar daddy!  get in there and get some!  Three minutes and 40
seconds left!

   CHUCK

   Both at the-?

   BROWNEYE

   Oh, yeah!

   Chuck goes between their hips and grabs both moderate-sized cocks, exact
mirror images of each other.  He places both heads in his mouth and gets to
work.  Adonis and Aramis moan and kiss more passionately as Chuck gets to
work.

   BROWNEYE

   Jesus Christ that is fucking HOT!

   (masturbating and gyrating)

   VIRGINIA

   Fat Amos, get your filthy cock over hear and ream this bitch's ass out!

   FAT AMOS

   My pleasure!

   As Fat Amos plunges into Wendy's ass, Chuck does his best to get Adonis
and Aramis to cum.  Eventually, they both start moaning and deep kissing
and scream into each other's mouths as they both cum at the same time right
into Chuck's mouth.  Some starts to spill out and Chuck has to lick up the
cum from both their cocks before it runs off.  He hears a pop and turn
around, Fat Amos's filthy uncircumsized cock it in his face.

   CHUCK

   Ugh!  Oh my God, that fuckin' stinks!

   BROWNEYE

   Mmm, filthy ain't he?  Fat Amos was raised by hippies, he's never taken
a bath in his life!

   FAT AMOS

   Yeah, man, fuckin' lick by scummy balls, man!  Suck my balls!

   Chuck grabs his cock, but Fat Amos slaps it away.

   FAT AMOS

   No, man, just suck my balls, i'll let you know when you can suck my
cock! Get in there!

   Chuck goes to it and almost gags at the stench, but he sticks his tounge
in there, licking his balls.

   FAT AMOS

   Yeah, put my balls in your mouth, man, come on!

   Chuck obeys and places both balls in his mouth, almost wretching at the
putrid taste of sweat, cum, piss, and shit, plus the accumulated cunt juice
of thousands of women, most recently, his own wife.

   FAT AMOS

   mmm, good, yeah, tongue those balls...

   He pulls his balls out, Chuck goes to suck his cock, but Fat Amos turn
around and faces his extremely hairy, smelly ass at Chuck.

   FAT AMOS

   no, man, now spread my cheeks and tounge my asshole man, nothing gets me
off like that!  Come on!

   Chuck looks at Browneye, she just holds up the watch, it's only got 2
and a half minutes on it.  Chuck spreads Fat Amos's cheeks and digs in,
licking slowly, trying not to get too much in there.

   FAT AMOS

   No, no, man!  Stick your fuckin' toungue up my ass!  Haven't you ever
sucked ass before?

   BROWNEYE

   Oh, he has, I guarantee you!  Do it!

   Chuck steels himself up, but goes for it.  he spreads the cheeks as far
apart as he can.  he tries to ignore the dried shit on the stiff hairs and
the thick brown moist ring around the fat man's asshole and shoots his
tongue right in, as far as he can get it in.

   FAT AMOS

   yeah, man, that's it...  yeah...

   Chuck tongue fucks his ass, wondering how long he has to do this.

   FAT AMOS

   yeah, man, here is comes!

   Before Chuck can figure out what he means, Fat Amos lets out a wet,
sticky fart, extremely nasty, with chunks of shit, a spray of wet shit
shoots into Chuck' mouth followed quickly by a soft, nasty shit.  Chuck
pulls back and starts gagging.

   VIRGINIA

   Damn, that's raunchy!  i can smell that all the way over here!

   BROWNEYE

   Eat it, daddy, that's what gets him off!

   FAT AMOS

   (turning back around)

   When you finish that, you can suck my cock, fucker.

   Chuck gags, but swallows it down, as soon as it's down in one last big
gulp that almost comes back up, he swallows Fat Amos's cock.

   FAT AMOS

   Mmmm, yeah, suck that chessedick clean, yeah!  UNGH!

   Chuck deep throats him, swallowing audibly and visibly as Fat Amos
cums...  and cums...  and cums.  He looks around, amazed that Fat Amos
comes that much.  But he sees Browneye smirking and exchanging knowling
glances with Fat Amos.  Chuck' eyes widen in surprise and he pulls off,
gagging, dark yellow, rancid piss spills out of his mouth, Fat Amos still
pissing on his face.  He starts coughing.

   BROWNEYE

   No time for dessert now, daddy!  You've only got a minute and 45 seconds
for 5 more people.

   CHUCK

   Five?!!  But I did six already!

   BROWNEYE

   What?  Oh, Adonis and Aramis?  No, they only count once, I don't think
of them as two guys...  so get busy!

   Chuck is a blur of cocksucking energy.  He takes the next guy, Daryl, a
black teenager, right from his wife's ass.

   DARYL

   Come on, faggot, make me know you like it...  I like my bitches to moan
while they suck my cock...  I don't hear you moanin'!

   Chuck moans while he vigorously sucks him off.  Daryl eventually comes
and Chuck goes straight to the next guy, Mustafa, a real bald, ripped
S&M-looking dark-black guy.

   MUSTAFA

   Look at me...  look at me..  I want to see your eyes while you suck
me...

   Chuck looks up at him as he sucks.

   MUSTAFA

   Yeah, you fuckin' faggot!  Suck me!  Yeah, you like that, don't you?
You fuckin' worthless piece of shit!  Suck me!  You wanna swallow down all
my cum?  Maybe I should make you lick out your wife's cunt, fagboy?  That's
where most my cum went tonight!  Right up your wife's juicy tight little
cunt!  Yeah, your mouth is her cunt...  when i cum in your mouth, you'll
know what it's like to be your wife's pussy, man!  here it comes, bitch!
Right in your fuckin' slut whore CUNT!!!  UNGH!!!!

   Chuck swallows it down and goes straight to the next guy, Jake.  Jake is
a handsome black man, a model type.  Chuck goes to suck him, but Jake stops
him.

   JAKE

   No, man, a hand job.  Yeah, just jerk me off and keep your mouth open
and ready for me...  yeah...

   Chuck does so.

   JAKE

   Say ahhh....

   CHUCK

   Ahhhhh...

   Chuck keeps this up for another 5 secionds.

   JAKE

   Tell me how much you want my cum..  make it good, man, I want you to
make me beleive it.

   CHUCK

   Please...  I want your cum...  please give it to me...  Please cum in my
mouth...

   JAKE

   You want it, slut?

   CHUCK

   Yes, please, I do....

   JAKE

   Do you love me?  Love my cock?

   CHUCK

   Y-- yes...

   JAKE

   Say it...

   CHUCK

   I..L I love your cock, I love ...  I love you, please, give me your..
cum...

   JAKE

   Come on, bitch, talk dirty to me..  get me off!

   CHUCK

   Please, cum in my slut mouth, give me your fucking cock sauce!  Give it
all to me!  Cum in my whore mouth, I'm your fucking sperm bank, master,
please!

   Browneye and Virginia look surprised and look at each other, grinning
widely.

   CHUCK

   Come on, please, I love your cum, I want it, please, give it all to me,
I'm just a fuckin'faggot, I live for your dick juice!  I want it!  I want
to taste it!  I need your load in my fuckin belly, man, please JAKE

   Oh God!  UNGH!!!

   CHUCK

   Yeah, yeah, come on!  Yeah!  Ahhh!

   Chuck jerks him vigorously and opens his mouth wide and sticks out his
tongue.  Jake looks down and watches and load after load shoots right onto
Chuck's tongue, filling his mouth.  when he's done, he comes down and
forcefully deep kisses Chuck, passionately.  he pulls away, holds Chuck's
mouth open, then slowly drips the cum out of his mouth into Chuck's and
Chuck swallows it down.

   JAKE

   (looking up at Browneye)

   Damn!!  That's the most I've ever fuckin' come in my life!  This fuckin'
faggot is good!  I'm gonna have to borrow him!

   BROWNEYE

   Oh don't worry, unless he can finish off Vance AND Luke in 40 seconds,
he'll be all yours until you can't fuck anymore!

   Chuck rushes over to Vance and pulls his cock forcefully out of Wendy's
ass and sucks it right down.  Luke immediately shoves his cock up Wendy's
ass and fucks her like a wild animal..  She starts grunting and screaming
with each thrust.

   Chuck grabs Vance's balls and squeezes, pistoning up and down on his
cock like a Jackhammer.  Vance can't take it, and shoots his load right
down Chuck' throat.  Vance drops to the floor, breathing hard, totally
exhaused.  Chuck goes over to Wendy to get Luke, the last one, but Luke
screams as he shoots his load up Wendy's asshole.

   CHUCK

   No!  No!!

   Luke relaxes and pulls out of Wendy's asshole slowly.  Hic cock is 8
inches long, even limp, and it's covered in brown slime, a mixture of cum
and shit, and there's a hunk of shit on the tip from her asshole.

   LUKE

   Well, whiteboy, better get started!  I like it DEEP.  So suck it down!

   Chuck starts at the tip and struggles to get it all in.  He gets to the
base, then wuickly pulls off, it's fully hard by now, 16 inches long, and
thick as Chuck's wrist.  He looks up and Luke and Luke just stares at him.
Chuck knows he has to deep throat him and goes for it.  he takes a deep
breath and goes for it.  Inch by inch, he works his way down, sweat
dripping down his forehead, viens popping out on his neck.  He finally gets
down to the hilt, his nose buried deep in Luke's thick curly pubic hair.
He starts to pull back out, but Luke stops him.

   LUKE

   Nah, man, stay right there...  yeah, that's how I like it!  Yeah, you
fuckin' faggot whiteboy...  now whip out your meat and whack your puny
prick until you cum.  When you cum, I will.

   BROWNEYE

   Oh, kinky!  Come on, Pops!  You got 20 whole seconds!

   Chuck obediently does so, he takes out his cock.

   LUKE

   Damn, man!  You call that a fuckin' cock, man?  That's smaller than my
fuckin' pinky man!  Damn, we did yo wife a favor, man, you might stab her
with that thing!  You better use your arm next time you fuck her, man, she
won't feel that thing!

   Chuck starts jerking off.

   BROWNEYE

   Wait, wait, I got a beter idea...  Mommy- get that bitch over here!

   Virginia roughly drags her over there.  Browneye pets her, she's dazed.

   BROWNEYE

   Okay, Mommy, squat down here in from of fag-face here and take a shit.

   Wendy looks confused, dazed, not sure what to do, she looks at Browneye,
trying to figure out what she's saying.

   BROWNEYE

   Come on, Mommy, I know you have to shit after having your fudge packed
all night...  and you should be nice and loose now.  Come on, spread those
cheeks.

   Dazed, distractedly, absent-mindedly, she spreads her cheeks and a wet
fart and lots of cum oozes out of her ass.  Virginia quickly dives under to
catch it all in her mouth.

   BROWNEYE

   Mmm, looks like Mommy's been cookin' daddy up a stew!

   The cum stops coming out, Virginia's mouth is full.  She comes up and
kisses Browneye, the two slosh it around some, then they open Wendy's mouth
and both let the cum run out of their mouths at the same time, into hers.
She swallows it, instincively.

   VIRGINIA

   Holy shit, that was quite a load!

   BROWNEYE

   Come on, Mommy, you can do it- drop us a shit...

   Wendy just squats there for a second, motionless, not trying.  She lets
out a loud belch and a fart, then suddenly, a huge shit-rope begins to
slide out of her ass.  She looks up at Chuck as she is shitting.

   VIRGINIA

   Oh yeah!

   BROWNEYE

   Ohh, that's good, Mommy!  Nasty, soft shit!

   VIRGINIA

   God that looks good!

   BROWNEYE

   Back off, bitch, this is for daddy!

   CHUCK

   Wh-what?!

   BROWNEYE

   Relax, daddy, here's the deal, you suck Luke's big fat manly black cock
while you jerk off on Mommy's shitpile here.  If you don't get him to cum
within the time limit, you have to eat the whole pile of shit- with your
cum icing on it- while everyone takes turn fucking you up the ass like a
common bitch.  Okay?

   CHUCK

   Ju BROWNEYE

   Great, it's a deal!

   CHUCK

   URGMPH!!!

   Browneye shoves Chuck' head back on Luke's cock.

   Wendy finishes shitting.  Browneye scoops up some with two fingers and
tastes it, sucking and licking her fingers.

   BROWNEYE

   (talking with a mouthful of shit)

   MMmm, daddy, this is gonna be good!

   Browneye turns and deeply and focefully french-kisses Wendy, pushing the
shit into her mouth and fingering her pussy.

   Luke starts pumping Chuck' face and he looks up into Luke's eyes and
continue jerking off, over his wife's fresh, steaming pile of shit.

   LUKE

   Yeah, that's it...  you like suckin black dick, doncha white boy?  Yeah,
you like that!  Suckin down the black man'scock, man!  Yeah, that's where
yo white boy ass belongs, man!  Yeah!  You like that!  Lookat yo puny dick,
all hard an' shit!  This probably yo ultimate fantasy, ain't it!  I know
your type, you probably whack off at night, dreaming of suckin' down a
black man's cock...  maybe I make you and yo ho cunt bitch wife my slaves..
make you work on my plantation, man, then I'll let you take turns
swallowing my ebony rod, man!  Make you fight over it!  then I take turns
fuckin both yo white asses...  yeah, boy, you got a pretty white ass...
almost as good as yo wife's...  I'm gonna have to get me some of that!
Yeah, i'll make you beg for it, you'd like that, wouldn't you, faggot?
maybe I'll even let you drink my piss, man, yeah, yo wife liked it...  not
as much as my shit, though man...  but don't worry, i saved some for you,
too, yeah man, that's it, you can be my slave, you and yo wife, you can
suck my cock, sit on it, be my fuckin toilet and eat my shit, man, and i'll
even let you jerk off while you do it!

   Chuck moans loudly and cums over and over, coating the pile of shit with
his cum as he scremas with a mouthful of black cock and cums over and over
again.

   LUKE

   yeah, he likes dat!  okay, chump, you worked hard fo it, here it comes!

   Browneye hold up the watch, it's got five seconds.

   BROWNEYE

   Five...

   LUKE

   Yeah, man, here cum's uncle Luke's cock sauce...

   BROWNEYE

   four...

   LUKE

   yeah, buildin' up in my balls...

   BROWNEYE

   Three...

   LUKE

   Yeah, yeah, this is gonna be a big one!

   BROWNEYE

   Two!

   LUKE

   Here it comes, fuckin' whitebread faggot, man!

   BROWNEYE

   One second!

   LUKE

   AH shit man!!!

   BROWNEYE

   Time's up!

   LUKE

   Fuck, man, here it comes!

   BROWNEYE

   too late, daddy, you lose, sorry!

   Chuck pulls off.

   CHUCK

   No way!  That's not fair!  i tri LUKE

   Fool!  get yo ass back over here, you ain't done by a DAMN sight!

   He grabs Chuck, throws him on his back, hanging his head off the table
and fucks his mouth like he was fucking Wendy's ass.

   CHUCK

   (struggling, to no avail)

   GurckRRRRGGGH!!

   LUKE

   yeah, you fuckin' cunt bitch whore!  Now you gonna taste it!  Yeah!
YEAHHHHHHH!!!!!!

   He savagely pumps Chuck' mouth and cums deep in his mouth, grunting and
screaming.
NEXT:

   Browneye cums, masturbating.

   She forces Chuck and Wendy down on all fours to share the shit meal
while they get fucked up the ass.

   Viginia and someone else brings Wendy over and makes Chuck eat the cum
from her ass.

   Chuck has to drink all their piss.  Luke fucks him up the ass.  Browneye
puts on techno and they all stay all weekend, fucking the shit out of Wendy
and Chuck.

dont want to be doing what they are doing and have been
somehow coerced by the versatile Mishi to participate.

   Most of you will never see this video since it wont be sold to the
public and is only available to members of Mishi's Club...most of us
couldn't afford to join even if we were invited, however I feel honored
that Mishi herself asked me to review the latest videos for her monthly
newsletter "BlackMaled".  So I get to see these unbelievable underground
illegal works of sexual humiliation and abuse.  Well, Brad, Chastity and
Wesley is right up there at the top..a non stop fuckslop orgy of
perversion...which Mishi assures us is one hundred percent real and
unstaged.

   So for those of you who are perverts but not rich influential
perverts...let me describe blow by blow this hot video.  The film opens
with the big black stud Luke banging the shit out of Brad's new wife on
their wedding night.  In the previous video, the actual wedding ceremony
was shown and we got to see how Mishi manipulated everything to that Brad,
Chastity and Wesley were each used separately so that they thought the
others were safe.

   Brad, as usual, was ass-fucked by Luke, this time in a confessional
while wearing his tux.  Luke then gave him a long, hot piss enema and made
him hold the cum and piss in his ass and pull his pants up (but had made
him throw away his underwear) and suck his cock clean of cum, piss and
shit. As Mishi had planned, the cum and piss began to leak out of the
whiteboy's ass during the long, boring Catholic ceremony and some relatives
in the first row could see a stain on Johhny's pants and complained of a
smell.

   Chastity, meanwhile, was cornered in her bridal room by three black
women who made her eat them out and drink their piss.  They told her if she
spilled any, it would make her make-up run and stain her nice, white dress.
Unfortunately for her, she had never drank piss before and spilled a little
of it.  Her lipstick was a bit smeared and her foundation ran some, but it
wasn't too noticable unless you looked closely or smelled her breath.  But
some of it had stained the front of her beautiful, expensive bridal gown,
the piss had run down her perfect, white cleavage and stained the front of
her gown.  She could only hope it wasn't too noticable.

   Wesley, the ring-bearer, was ambushed in the men's bathroom by five big,
black men that Mishi had personally recruited right out of prison.  They
made him shove the ring up his ass while each one fucked his face and came
down his throat.  Then they all pissed in his mouth and made him drink
every drop.  Finally, they each took turns shitting huge loads of crap into
the boy's mouth and he was not allowed to leave until he'd swallowed down
every last bite into his gut.

   When Chastity and Brad did finally kiss at the altar, they each noticed
an odd taste, but both were so preoccupied with their own privately
shameful rape experience that they never imagined what the other had been
through.  They didn't even notice the slight shit-stains on Chastity's
finger when Brad slid the ring on that Wesley had kept up his ass for the
two hours of his toilet rape.

   When it came time to cut the cake, Chastity took a fingerful of icing
and tasted it and "mmmm"ed for the guests, then stuck her finger in Brad's
mouth for the expected playful cake pictures.  Brad immediately recognized
the taste as black man's cum.  The caterer had been a friend of Mishi's and
had the frosting made to special order.  Chastity didn't seem to notice,
though, so Brad didn't say anything to her and pretended to love the cake
when she shoved a huge piece in his mouth for the cameras.

   Later, when they were sitting at the head table and it came time to do
the champagne toasts, one of the black women who had made Chastity drink
her piss brought out the "special" bride & groom champagne bottle.  Mishi,
who had acted as the couple's wedding arranger, promised that the champagne
was a very special vintage and she was sure the couple would love it.
Chastity realized immediately that the yellow liquid in the bottle was not,
in fact, champagne, but dark, nigger piss.  As the black woman poured each
of them a full glass, Chastity saw the black woman wink at her.  Chastity
didn't know what to do, she couldn't say something without revealing her
earlier humiliation.  Luke, who was, for some reason Chastity couldn't
understand, Brad's best man, stood up and gave his speech.  It seemed a bit
odd to Chastity, but the guests seemed to clap anyway and the moment of
truth came.  Chastity and Brad raised their champagne glasses.  The piss
was still warm, she noticed.  She looked over at Brad who didn't seem to
think anything was odd and drank from his glass, nodding to her to do the
same.  She couldn't do anything but go along with it and drank her glass
full of piss.  It was as nasty and rancid as she'd remembered, she couldn't
understand how Brad hadn't noticed anything wrong with it.  But, she
thought, he never was a champagne conniseur like her, so he probably
thought that that's how it always tasted.  Of course, the same exact
thoughts had been running through Brad's head the whole time.  By the end
of the reception, they'd finished the whole bottle between the two of them.



   When they finally got in their limo and drove away, Chastity relaxed.
The only people in the car were her, Brad, the driver, the videographer and
Brad's best man, Luke.  No sign of the black women who'd so degraded her on
her wedding day.  At least, she thought, the night would belong to her and
her husband, nothing would ruin that.  It was a moment she'd looked forward
to since she was a little girl.  She had saved herself for the perfect
man...  the perfect white man.  And Brad was that man.  A rich, white,
blonde lawyer with impeccable heritage and a solid, conservative
upbringing. She could put the one, yellow stain on her happiness behind her
forever and never tell anyone about it.

   Brad, of course, was under no such illusions.  He sat there, sweating,
the piss enema still in his ass, givig him cramps now.  He recognized the
videographer as one of Mishi's regular cameragirls.  He was in a state of
suspense, wondering if and when the ruse would be exposed.  For a brief
moment, he thought that maybe, just maybe, Luke and Mishi were going to let
him go, to set him free, finally, and let him live a normal, heterosexual
life...  as a wedding present.  Mishi and Luke weren't totally evil, he
thought...  they could have mercy, couldn't they?  He couldn't have been
more wrong.

   Luke begins a conversation, wondering why brides wear white.  Chastity
actually finds this interesting and engages him in the conversation, She
says it's prettier, more feminine.  So, he says, why does the groom wear
black.  She says that black is the opposite of white, it's masculine.  Luke
nods, saying that makes sense.  Black is more masculine of a color and
white is very feminine.  He goes on to say how that even carries over to
people.  Black men are bigger, more muscular, tougher and more manly.  He
explains how so many white men act gay or do things you'd never catch a
brother doing, laughing and nudging Brad, who has to laugh and agree.  Then
he talks about Hitler and the Nazis and how backwards they had it.  That
all the evidence shows that the black race is the oldest and most evolved.
Black genes always override the white genes, when a black man and a white
woman have a baby, the baby never comes out white.  He says that black men
are just naturally bigger.  As an example, he points out how black men and
women have dominated every single sport they've bothered to participate in,
even golf.  They're just physically superior in every way.  He says he's
not trying to make a social statement or anything, he's just stating
scientific fact, it should be no big deal, it's just a fact.  People just
don't want to believe that all men really aren't created equal.  He uses
him and Brad as an example.  Luke states that he is six foot six and Brad
is just five-six.  Luke is three-hundred pounds and all muscle and can
bench-press four hundred pounds.  Brad is one hundred and fourty pounds and
skinny as a rail, like a teenage boy.  Brad reluctantly agrees with him,
but Chastity, being a racist, doesn't want him to give in.  She says she's
sure that there are other ways that white men are just as superior.  The
camerawoman says she's always heard that about penis sizes but she thinks
it's all a big hoax, a racial stereotype.  So Luke says it's true and
starts talking to Brad about cock sizes, making Chastity blush.  Brad,
knowing his expected role in this routine, disagrees that black men are
bigger and Luke tells Brad to whip it out.  He does and it's tiny and soft,
Chastity is seeing it for the first time and is quite disappointed,
embarassed and blushing.  Then Luke whips his huge erection out and
compares it.  He asks Chastity which is larger.  She is flabbergasted and
admits his is...  a "little" bigger.

   Luke strokes it a few times for her, staring right at her.  She is
transfixed, gawking at the monster, precum dripping from its head.  Brad's
little pink weenis simply sits there flaccid, looking lost in his lap,
barely a stub.

   "Oh my GOD, it IS true!" the camerawoman gasps.  "Here, you take over
for a while," she says, handing the video camera to Chastity, then promptly
dropping to her knees before Luke, worshipping his tower of blackness.  He
strokes it in her face, still looking at Chastity who, for some reason, is
actually videotaping it like the girl asked her to.  "May I...  may I
please suck your big fucking black cock...  Master?" The girl begs.  Luke
nods and she ravenously attacks the cock, sucking it down, feeding on it
like her life depended on it.  She sucked it good and hard, deep and
passionately, moaning and groaning, reaching down under her skirt and
frigging herself as she sucked his cock.  She looked right at Chastity and
gave her a dirty, passionate, animal look as she devoured the cock.  Luke
cums down her throat and looks right at Chastity as he's jizzing in the
girl's mouth.  The girl cums when he does.  She thanks Luke for his
delicious cum and sits back, gasping for air and burps.  Chastity tells her
she still has some cum on her chin.  She asks where and Chastity reaches
out and scoops it up for her.  The camerawoman grabs her hand and sticks
Chastity's finger in her mouth, sucking the cum off it sensously, staring
Chastity right in the eyes, "Mmmmmm....  thank you..." she says and takes
back the video camera.

   Luke lets Chastity stare at it just a little too long, then laughs and
puts it away, resuming an unrelated casual conversation (about some black
team beating some white team?) as if nothing had happened.  This snaps
Chastity out of her daze and she realizes her pussy is sopping wet and she
shifts in her seat uncomfortably, wondering why the video camera girl won't
stop filming her.  She hopes that that part of the video is edited out.
Brad finally puts limp little white prick away, too, not that anyone
notices.

   Luke goes on to talk about how Hitler was a crazy white guy, talking
about white superiority.  He explains how stupid it was, since he was just
a little white wimp.  He said he'd seen a special on TV about how Hitler
was a pervert and actually made girls shit on him.  He says it must be
something with germans because that's a big thing in Germany now, scat
porn. They must just love eating shit or something.  Brad is blushing, just
agreeing with Luke, trying not to get involved in the conversation.
Chastity is appaled at the behavior of Brad's friend and is simply counting
the minutes until they can be alone in their bridal suite at last.  Still,
she thinks, she's accidently come across those German scat sites on the
Internet while she was browsing for caviar for the reception and she
couldn't help but think that Luke was making a valid argument, on some
level.  She just didn't want to hear about it, especially not on her
wedding day like this.

   Of course, we all remember what happened next, the great devirginizing
scene that won all those awards.

   In the bridal suite, she is lying in bed and Brad goes to the bathroom.
During this, Luke bursts in and seduces her with his huge cock talking
about how evolution works, how the black men have such huge cocks because
women always go for the most virile men, how evolution is survival of the
fittest, the strongest, the biggest...  how, in the wild, a boy like brad
would never have any chance of competing with such a perfect specimen of
manhood like him...  he explains that he knows she longs for his cock, it's
an animallust thing, nothing to be ashamed about, it's natural, women
always are going to instinctively want the largest cock in the pack...
that white women are so small and tight only because white dicks have never
evolved to be big, they've always been small and so white women's cunts had
to shrink to provide any kind of friction and how sad that is...  he
explains to he he can make her feel like a woman should, like women used to
back on the plains, being fucked by a real dick like an animal, like a
savage bitch in heat.  he explains that it's her evolutionary duty to get
fucked by him, to ensure the survival of the biggest, to pass along only
the best genes...  he's making her hold it, then stroke it, then lick and
suck it and finally devirginizes her, cumming in her cunt, telling her to
be quiet unless she wants Brad to hear them and know what she's done,
calling her a dirty white trash whore as he savagely fucks her, a slut for
black cock who couldn't keep her vows even on her wedding night and how
she's nothing but a stupid white bitch tramp slut, a cum dumpster for black
seed, a worthless white trash bitch whore, making her experience her very
first orgasm, a soul-shaking wave of ecstasy, screaming into his mouth as
they kiss, then she immediately sobs and cries in shame and guilt as he
makes her suck his post-cum ooze from his cock, verbally abusing her
further.

   In the bathroom, Mishi is holding Brad, pissing in his mouth, telling
him what will happen next.  He is to go out there, kiss her, go down on
her, pretending he doesn't notice the cum leaking out of her gaping cunt,
then cum on the sheets while he's eating her.  He is to apologize, saying
he just couldn't help it.  She asks if he understands and he nods, her cock
still in his mouth.  She says "good" and allows him to finally expel Luke's
cum and piss enema into the ice bucket, which he does with great relief.
She exits into the adjoining room and tells him to drink the entire cum,
piss and shit mixture before heading back out, keeping him busy long enough
for Luke to really give it to his wife.  She says she'll be watching
through the two-way mirror.  Brad sits there and drinks the mixture down,
listening to the sounds of the springs of his bridal bed being pushed to
their limit by Luke and his wife.  He can practically hear the wet slushing
sounds of Luke's cock pummeling her virgin bridal twat as he drinks down he
piss enema.

   Luke finishes with her, having made her suck out the post-cum ooze from
his leaky cock and hold it in her mouth.  He goes to hide in the closet
just as we hear the toilet flush and Brad comes out.  He does as Mishi told
him and tastes Luke's cum in her mouth and twat.  He cums on he sheets and
apologizes.  She is totally disappointed now, having been deflowered by a
black man and her husband couldn't even fuck her.

   She gets up and goes to the bathroom to "clean up" she says and sits on
the toilet, crying.  Then she hears some noise from the bedroom and peeks
out to see what's going on.

   She witnesses Luke coming out of the closet and confronting Brad.  She
watches as Luke tells Brad how he saw the pathetic display that happened,
how Brad wasn't even man enough to fuck his wife on their wedding night.
He makes Brad admit that he is no man and his dick is so small he probably
couldn't even get it in her anyway.  She watches, transfixed as Luke
verbally berates her husband, calling him a wimp and a pussy and saying
Brad's hot little wife deserves a real man's cock, like him.  She watches
Brad agree with Luke, and Luke says he's going to take Brad's wife, then.
Chastity is shocked when Brad says that if that's what Luke wants, then he
can't stop him.  Damn right you can't, you little fuckin' pussy, I could
kick your ass from here all the way back to your momma's cunt, couldn't I?
brad agrees and acknowledges Luke's superority.  Luke makes him feel his
muscles, and Brad admits that they're huge.  Luke then tells brad to whip
out his little white penis - his "weenis", he wants a good laugh.  Brad
does and Luke laughs his ass off.  He then tells brad to take out Luke's
cock, to remind him what a real man's cock is like.  Brad resists, but then
Luke bitch-slaps him to the ground and brad obeys.  Chastity watches her
husband unzip Luke's pants and fish out the gigantic prick that had raped
her earlier.  She begins to rub her clit as she watches her husband hold
it's weight in his hand.  Luke tells him to look at it and feel it's
weight. He tells him to see how he can't even get one hand all the way
around it when it's flaccid like it is.  He reminds him of when he whipped
it out in the car and tells him he saw how he and his wife were staring at
it.  He says he could tell they both wanted nothing more than to suck that
big black dick of his.  He asks him if he'd like that, if he'd like to
share that big black dick of his with his wife, the two of them on their
knees, sucking it.  brad says no, he's not gay, but Luke says that doesn't
matter, he's a white boy so he's practically a woman to a black man.  He
tells him to stroke it and get it hard.  Brad does and it grows and grows
until it's a fully erect eighteen inches, throbbing hard and dwarfing
little Brad.  Chastity marvels at it, pussy sopping wet, drooling as she
continues to watch.  Luke then does the same evolution talk on Brad,
convincing him that it's his natural place to be at the end of a black
dick. He talks and degrades Brad into wanting his cock.  He gets Brad to
suck it, coaching him to take it deeper and deeper, telling him to imagine
his wife deep-throating the monster.  To Chasity's amazement, Brad manages
to deep-throat the entire eighteen inches after about twenty minutes of
work!  Then Luke tells Brad to get up on the bed, which he does obediently.
He tells brad to tell him what he wants.  Brad asks him to please fuck him.
Luke tells him to go on, to let loose, to let it all out, don't hold back,
let Luke know all the deep-rooted whiteboy faggot passions and desires he's
held back all these years, the perverted, submissive cravings he's had for
Luke ever since he first met him.  brad does just that.  He asks for Luke
to fuck him up the ass, to shove his big black dong all the way up his poop
chute and make him his little white bitch.  He sticks his ass up in the air
and reaches back and spreads his cheeks for him, all the wile begging for
it, pleading for it, saying he needs it more than anything in the world,
that he's not complete until he's had Luke's cock fill him up.  Luke then
pounces on him and slams it home, ramming his little white ass like a
savage animal.  Brad cries out in agony and ecstasy, screaming and yelling,
saying how great it feels, how he's such a faggot and made to be fucked,
how he's longed for it forever.  He begs for Luke to fill him up, to cum up
his ass.  Luke asks him if Brad loves him.  brad exclaims yes, yes, I love
you and your big black dick more than anything in the world!  More than
your beautiful, blonde bride?  Brad says she's nothing but a white bitch
and she is nothing to him, all that matters to him is being fucked by big,
black men, that's the only thing he loves.  he pleads for Luke to shoot his
jizz in him, to give him the honor of being his bitc, his cum receptacle.
He begs for Luke to shoot his hot nigger spunk deep into his bowels and
impregnate him with his black seed.  Luke screams and hammers Brad's ass so
hard, Chastity worries he might break Brad's back.  But Brad just screams
in ecstasy, screaming "Yes!  Yes!  Oh, fuck, god, YESS!!!  I am your
fucking white faggot bitch, master, fill me up, please, god, fill
meeeee!!!" Chastity cums as Brad does, shuddering and shaking, unable to
believe the display before her.  Luke rests on top of Brad and breathes
heavily.  Chastity thinks how romantic they look, the black master lying on
the sweat-soaked whiteboy, grinning in submissive queer bliss.  Luke looks
at Brad and brad looks at him and tells him, ever so tenderly and ernestly
"I love you, master".  Luke stands up and yanks Brad to his knees saying
"You fuckin' faggot, I'm not gay!  I don't love you, you piece of shit,
you're just another white hole, fucker!  THIS is what you love, you fucki'
homo: black dick!  It don't matter whose dick it is, either, as long as
it's black, you love
ALL black dick!  Now tell your master you love it!" Brad obeys and tells

Luke's semi-hard, cum and shit-stained cock that he loves it.  "Good, not
worship it, show it how much you love it and suck it clean of your shit,
boy." Brad gladly does so and licks and sucks it clean avidly, making
slurping, cooing, appreciative and hungry noises as he does so.  Brad also
starts licking Luke's fat scum covered fuckbags.  Brad's tongue lovingly
lifts each black nut as the big dick drips post-cum all over his face.

   Chastity is totally blown away by this and steps back from the door.
She isn't quite sure how to handle this and looks in the mirror, fixing
herself up.  She wraps a towel around her then looks at the toilet.
Remembering how Luke snuck out when they heard Brad flush, and not wanting
her poor, pathetic husband to suffer the additional humiliation of her
knowing of his disgusting homosexual cravings, she flushes the toilet,
thinking Luke will go off and hide like he did before.  She waits a few
seconds and comes out, pretending that everything is normal.

   Chastity, wrapped in a towel steps out of the bathroom and gawks at the
sight before her.  I gotta tell you guys, Mishi is at her best with these
two.  Brad is sucking his master's ass now...  as Luke lifts one leg so
little cracker can tongue the shithole.  Until you've seen a pink eighteen
year old blonde whiteboy's tongue fucking up into his master's black
asshole, you "aint seen nothing yet..." Brad is holding his own tiny prick
masturbating it while he sucks ass.

   Chastity watches this obscene display of her newlywed husband whacking
off as he enjoys his assmeal...  she seems disturbed at the sight of this
big black man getting a butt licking from her new husband.  Luke, however,
sees the new bride and charges her, prick waving at her menacingly.  He
rips her towel off, spins her around and grabs Chastity's tits..then in one
thrust..he slams his big black dick up her ass and forces her against the
wall.  Luke is now fucking his slave's wife really hard...balls deep on
each thrust like animals do.  Brad watches and jerks his dick..then falls
to his knees and drags his Master's jeans down around his ankles..so he can
taste some of that hot hard black ass.  Now Brad starts to eat the ass of
his big, black master who is fucking his new wife.  Boys this video is a
real winner.  After a good ass sucking..and what good whiteboy toilet
wouldnt want to eat out that black ass for a couple of hours..  Luke yells
at Brad to get over on the bed on his back, hanging his heas off the edge.
Brad does so obediently.  Luke picks Chastity up effortlessly, carrying her
over to the bed supporting her mainly with his massive fuckshaft, buried
deep in her ass.  She screams as it plunges into her, and she feels like a
stuck pig, skwered on a spit.  Luke lays her down on top of Brad so that
Brad's face is in their crotches.  Luke goes back to savagely ass-fucking
Chastity and Brad starts to lick the big slick niggerprick as it is pulled
from Chastity's slimy asshole.  Chastity is a little offended that Brad
chose to lick Luke's shitty cock rather than lick her beautiful pussy, to
help her orgasm...  but, she figures, he's just a faggot, so I guess that's
natural.  Brad licks the shitslop off the dick on the outstrokes.  All
three of them are now screaming things like "Oh fuck..oh God..oh shit..fuck
fuck fuck......"

   Luke yells, "I'm fucking cumming...." And we see the hard slabs of his
ass cheeks tighten even more as he arches his strong muscled back and
shoots his load up the butt of his slave's white wife.  Chastity cries
hysterically..we dont know why..because she is having so much fun..becuase
she hates Luke..because she is afraid of getting ruined by her husband's
master..or because the big fucking dick hurts like hell..probably all of
the above.  Luke pulls out still spurting..and plunges his fuckrod into his
whiteboy's mouth..who swallows the rest of the spunk.  Chastity collapses
on top of her faggot husband, completely used and exhausted.  Luke spreads
her ass cheeks to show the camera that she is indeed flooded with cum.  She
sobs at being so crudely exposed, then Luke pulls out of Brad has her shit
the cum into his mouth.  Despite the humiliation, there seems to be some
sadistic pleasure in it for Chastity, who obviously blames Brad for getting
her into this mess.  Luke then slams his shitty cock back into Brad's
mouth, fucking it like a pussy.  He tells Chastity to get up, turn around
and get a good, close look at this.  He has her hold her husband's head and
talk dirty to him.  She goes wild watching Luke face-fuck Brad, she
expresses her amazement at the size of the cock, Luke's muscled ass and
thighs, his perfect abs and chest, his muscular arms effortlessly holding
Brad down.  She tells Brad he's just an inferior white bitch, good for
nothing but being fucked.  More worthless, even, than her since he can't
even give black men children.  She goes on about how superior black men are
and how this is Brad's rightful place.  She calls Brad a faggot, a whiteboy
mouthpussy.  She tells him how worthless he is, how pretty he looks getting
mouth-raped.  She eggs Luke on, telling him to fuck that fag-hole, slam it
down his fucking throat, shoot that jizz down into his toilet tummy, he's
such a fucking faggot for black dick.  Luke pumps another huge load down
his throat and pulls out and shoves his cock into Chastity's mouth.  She
hungrily sucks on it and he shoots a few spurts down her throat.  Then he
pulls out and jizzes all over both their faces.  Chastity and Brad lick the
cock clean and lick the black man's cum off each other's faces, kissing and
licking it, sucking and sharing it.  Chastity holds Brad's mouth and spits
Luke's cum in his mouth and tells him to swallow it, leaving his mouth open
and he does.  She then holds Luke's dickhead over Brad's mouth and Luke
asks her what she wants him to do.  She begs for Luke to piss down this
faggot's throat, to show him who's boss, show him how superior he is and
how Brad is nothing but a whiteboy faggot toilet for black men.  Luke calls
her a nasty fucking white bitch and pisses right into Brad's mouth.  It
fills up Brad's mouth and Chastity is swearing like a sailor about how
fucking hot that is, how beautiful it is, she watches it fill up, amazed
atthe strength and volume of the piss shooting out of the monster cock.
She remarks how strong it smells and how dark it is.  She tells Brad to
swallow it all, leaving his mouth open so she can make see his toilet mouth
plumbing work...  Brad obeys and swigs down the piss in huge gulps as his
wife stares down his throat.  She continues to verbally berate Brad,
calling him a fucking faggot toilet, a piss pot, a urinal for black piss.
She frigs herself as she sticks Luke's cock in Brad's mouth and watches as
Luke continues to piss straight down his throat, small rivulets of piss
pouring out of the corners of his stretched-out mouth, but most of it going
straight down his gullet into his guts.  She explodes in a powerful orgasm,
as she yells "YESSS, YOU FUCKING PISS-DRINKING TOILET MOUTH WHITE BITCH
FAGGGOOTTT!!!"

   Mishi comes in and tells Chastity and Brad to get dressed.  Chastity is
meeting her for the first time and is amazed to see her huge cock dangling
between her legs.  Mishi brings in a naked, thirteen year old boy - Wesley!
Brad says no, but Mishi shuts him up with a glare.  She throws Wesley on
the bed and Luke promptly mounts him and slams his cock up his asshole.
Brad cries and Chastity tells him to stop being such a sissy faggot and get
dressed.  She watches Luke slamming the screaming teenager, remarking on
how fucking hot it looks to see such a dark, huge, muscled, hung black man
ass-raping a skinny little whiteboy who's about a quarter of his size.
Brad and Chastity get dressed and Mishi, who's been stroking her cock and
watching, tells them she made a reservation for them at a local
establishment for their romantic honeymoon dinner.  She sends them down to
the limo and says the driver will take them there.  As she walks over to
Wesley and shoves her dick in his screaming mouth, she tells Brad and
Chastity to go on and have fun, she and Luke will babysit Wesley while
they're gone.

   The scene shifts to the restaurant where Brad takes Chastity for dinner.
As it pans back, we realize it is a filthy urban greasy spoon type dump
inhabited by seedy black men.  Not a woman in the place..except Chastity as
she enters wearing a very short black skirt..a see through white blouse so
her nipples show.  high heels..and an expression of revulsion and fear.
Brad doesnt look too happy himself.

   "Lookat the fucking cunt..." one big black dude says very loudly and all
the guys laugh.  There must be twenty of them.  Rough bluecollar and
welfare blacks.

   You can see by Chastity's expression that she is really scared.  A black
waiter wanders up and takes their order..looking at Chastity's tits all the
while.  Then a dirty black truck driver type wanders up to the table and
looks at Brad.

   "this your bitch?  " he asks.

   "This is my wife..we were married two weeks ago...." Brad stammers,
looking to the camera as if for pity..probably at Mishi behind the lens.  I
heard the head man likes to film some of these key scenes himself.  Truly
artistic.

   The nigga dude smiles.."Well do you mind if I fuck your wife?"

   Chastity is chewing her lip, eyes shut, fists clenched....Brad looks at
the floor..almost as if he will cry.  Then very quietly he says.."Thats why
I brought her here."

   The black giant says very loudly..."You brought your wife here to get
fucked by nigger dick?"

   A close up on cute Brad's face as he mumbles as he had been
taught..."yes sir....I want her to have the thrill of a real man's cock in
her pussy." Chastity sits stiffly as if in shock as the black man shoves
one calloused hand into her blouse and starts to tug on the nipples of her
tits.  Brad can't even watch.

   "Brad please.." Chastity sobs..as if to say.."this is too much..make it
stop" but it doesnt.  suddenly the nigger rips her blouse open so the
buttons pop and her big fat tits are hanging there exposed to all the black
men.  the truick driver bends over and begins to spit in Chastity's face.
Now another black moves in and grabs Brad's head and forces it into his
bulging crotch.  Brad's face is rubbed against the growing dick in the
black man's pants.  Chastity is dragged from her chair and set on the pool
table..they rip her clothes off.  Two black teenagers hold her legs apart
while the other guys spread her pussylips and finger her cunt.  She screams
fo rher husband who is busy sucking on a ten inch black cock now...hairy
black balls banging his chin.

   Oh shit, readers, you've all seen countless black on white
gangbangs...all seen big black prick stuff tiny whtie pussy and ass..seen
black dicks in white boys faces..but what makes this video so hot is that
both Brad and Chastity are such clean cut college kids..so fresh and young
and innocent looking..and the black mothefuckers fucking them are so
animalistic.  Brad is bent over a table and violently ass fucked by ten
guys...  Chastity is fucked on the pool table by six guys..who take turns
in her ass and cutn and mouth...It goes on endlessly and breathlessly .
The nigga's fuck with all their might..slamming their huge dicks into the
white couple.  Not a black dick in the place is under ten inches..and the
largets is eighteen.

   Of course Mishi knows that any fuck film worth its salt balances the
violence with equal amounts of humor so comedy is not lacking in this film.
In one particularly funny moment, Chastity is forced to suck the cum loads
out of her husbands stretched out asshole.  well while she is sucking..Brad
loses it and farts..and she is splattered in the face with nigger spooge.
Another very funny moment occurs when a ten year old black boy is brought
in and first tries to fuck Chastity and then sits on Brad's face while the
battered husband sucks his ass.  Then while Bradis fucked with a pool
cue..the black dudes make a nice drink for Chastity..they piss in a beer
mug..then blow their noses into it giving it a head of snot.  Chastity
freaks out and gets hysterical,.crawls around bare assed on the floor
trying to get away from the guys.  This section has really good camera
work. they hold her down and pour the piss and snot down her throat.  then
they carry her over to Brad and punch her stomach until she pukes it into
his mouth.  Its a fine film moment..and one to be remembered.

   Next some of the guys piss down Brad's throat..holding their big black
dicks like hoses and leeting fountains of piss cascade into his open mouth
as he kneels frigging his dick for them.  Then they say that, since the two
came there for dinner, it's time for them to eat.  They promise them some
good, down-home Southern cookin' and lie the two next to each other on the
floor and every single nigger in the restaurant takes a dump in their
mouths.  They must have eaten just a while ago because these black guys
really pour it on.  Chastity and Brad each eat probably twenty pounds of
nigger shit.  Hell, you can see their stomachs distended so much they both
look like they're pregnant or some shit.  Brad actually is more used to
eating shit and probably actually got about five more pounds down before he
was stuffed.  But Chastity was the one who they brought the great dane over
to.  They sat it on her face and had it shit it's nasty, soft, disgusting
digshit-rope into her mouth.  They couldn't finish the last of the shit so
they're told to just hold it in their mouths, Chastity's packed with
dogshit.  Some guys fuck Chastity with beer bottles in all her holes.and
make her dance keeping them in...Brad has a beer bottle shoved up his
ass.and is forced to dance too.  somebody puts on a ballad and a touching
moment occurs when the newlyweds slowdance together..crying in each others
arms.  The black guys make them french kiss each other and their mouths are
still packed solid with shit.  They kiss and brown shit-juice runs down
their faces and covers their bodies.  The kissing makes them finish the
shit in their mouths, but they can't take it and they puke.  Brad loses it
first and pukes in Chastity's mouth as they're still kissing, making
Chastity puke too.  They're told not to stop kissing and to keep dancing.
So they kiss right through the retching and vomiting, barfing up nigger
shit into each other's mouth and tongue-kissing, drinking each other's
nigger-shit-vomit down while they dance in a naked embrace.  the scene
fades out.



   the last scene of the film is back at the honeymoon suite.  the
bedroom.. Brad's thirteen year old little brother Wesley is asleep bare
assed on the bed.  He's got his mouth wrapped around Luke's gigantic cock
and his asshole is clearly gaping and packed with black jizz.  Brad and
Chastity drag themselves in..covered in cum, piss and shit.  They look
terrible.  Luke wakes Wesley up and orders the kid to lick the cum, piss
and shit off their bodies.  Wesley resists at first but then complys...its
hot because Wesley sucks cum not only out of Chastity's asshole..but also
out of his brother's.  Luke huge dick is now so swollen with lust and so
hot..that he fucks Wesley on the bed while the boy sucks Chastity's ass.
Brad is made to stand idly by and fuck himself up the ass with his big
black "training" dildo until his little dick spurts cum on his wife's ass
and brother's face.  Its so lovely to see Luke's impressive award winning
big black dick slamming into Brad's little brother's asshole.  You can tell
Wesley hates being fucked.  Too bad..the viewers love it.  Luke Now cums up
Wesley's ass and then yells he's pissing...he pisses up the teenage
whiteboy's ass..then Wesley squats and shits the piss out into Brad's
mouth..  Brad mouth kisses his little brother and they share the shitty mix
of piss and jizz as Luke savagely ass-fucks Chastity, making her watch her
husband and his little brother act like the two little faggot whiteboy
toilets they are.  Luke makes her rub her own clit until she cums as he
ravages her ass and she watches the two boys sharing the cum, piss and
shit.

   These four really know how to make sex filthy..its a real treat.  Now
Luke pisses all over Chastity's face and Brad licks it off and kisses
Wesley.  What a sight..a big fat black cock spraying piss on Chastity's
beautiful fashion model face.  awesome.  The film ends with the four of
them collapsing in a heap in the sex and piss soaked bed.  Wesley actually
falls asleep with Luke's scrotum in his mouth and his brother deep
throating Luke's perpetually hard cock...  its so cute.  Meanwhile,
Chastity is deeply, passionately, soulfully french kissing Luke as she
pushes her husband's head down on Luke's fucktool.  Her other hand caresses
his broad, muscled chest appreciately as Luke finger-fucks her ass, his
single finger bigger than most whiteboy's dicks.

   I dont know about you, but I cant wait to see more adventures of this
fun loving threesome black-"maled" into sex.  Next time Mishi promises
horseshit games...something the three of them swear they will never do!
Ha! So until next time video lovers..this is your fuck video reviewer dale
signing off.
   Scatwoman@aol.com (inspired by Dale 10)

Interracial In-Laws

       

  

         My wife, Chastity, has a sister, Bella,  several years her

junior, that has always been on the wild side.  My prim and proper

wife was usually aghast at the latest information concerning her

little sister's sexual exploits.  It wasn't that she condemned her,

she just didn't understand her.  I, on the other hand was always

fascinated, and frequently aroused by her actions and her

appearance.  She looked spectacular in a mini-skirt, and I loved

hearing from my wife what Bella had told her about her latest

lover's big cock.  I secretly hoped in fact that Bella's influence would

corrupt my wife, and when I look back now I can't help but wonder if

I've merely reaped what I had sown.  Many 

years ago I told my wife
that I was impotent and I simply couldn't get aroused anymore. She
took it very badly, she felt it was a reflection on her. I said that
we were still married and that didn't mean she could cheat on me.
She seemed offended my the mere suspicion. Even to this
day she has always maintained that she just isn't interested in
having sex with another man. Imagine my surprise, though, when
I found out she had told her little sister all about my problem and my
accusation! I was completely embarrassed that someone in her family,
particularly someone with so little sense of discretion, was aware of
my peculiar sexual dysfunction. But Bella told Chastity she thought
she should get some action from a "real man" and actually offered to
let her use her apartment to meet her lovers! My wife, politely but
chastely, thanked her for her offer but declined her invitation.

It took me awhile, and I eventually accepted the fact that my
wife intended to keep her wedding vows and remain faithful all her life.
It even seemed that her sister was settling down. We had moved away
and didn't see her sister much, but rumor had it that she had met
someone she wanted to marry. I think it was troubling to the family
that Luke was in his thirties, twice Bella's age. My wife and I soon
became the only family members that were not against her marrying
Luke. So it didn't surprise us when Bella and Luke showed up on
our doorstep on their "honeymoon" asking if they could stay with us.
They had eloped we were told, and couldn't afford a proper honeymoon,
but wanted desperately to get away from the rest of the family for a few days.
We were sworn to secrecy about their marriage because Luke was
black and Chastity's family was pretty racist, her dad was always
complaining about "niggers". But we were happy to help them, Bella
was her little sister. It was a happiness that didn't last too
long. As we got to know Luke it was hard to escape the conclusion
that Chastity's family had been right. Luke was obnoxious,
arrogant, vulgar, and aggressive. At 6'5", a good 260 lbs, he
reminded me of the school yard bully who, secretly ashamed of
spending year after year in the sixth grade, realizes that he can
use his superior size and strength to punish the other students for
his stupidity. "Remember when I said you can't see other men,"
I told my wife, "that goes double for anyone like Luke!" Prompted
by my remark she told me how Luke had crassly propositioned
her before he'd even spent an hour with us, and had been nearly
unrelenting in his pursuit. "Don't worry," she replied, "I don't think
I've ever met a more loathsome man."

We probably should have asked them to leave then and there,
but we didn't know how to explain it to Bella. I think because she
knew I'd make a scene and embarrass her sister if she told me,
Chastity didn't mention that Luke's advances had included attempts at
kissing her, fondling her breasts, and feeling her up. And since I
didn't know the full extent of what had been happening, we agreed
that for Bella's sake we'd let them stay the week and just try to
make the best of it.

Whether Luke mellowed or we became more tolerant, by the
third day of their stay, we seemed to be getting along well enough
for the four of us to go out dining and dancing. Both Bella and
Chastity wore mini-skirts, and according to my wife, had mutually
agreed to wear crotchless pantyhose without their panties. And
since Chastity told me, I suspect that Bella had shared this fact with
Luke as well. It seemed a curious and provocative choice given the
circumstances, but it was terribly arousing to view our sexy wives
together knowing what they weren't wearing, and though I can't
imagine Luke being any less effected, he appeared to be on his
absolute best behavior.

The evening proceeded along rather innocently. It wasn't
until after midnight and several drinks that Luke asked my wife to
dance. I danced with Bella and my cock was stiff the entire time.
All I could think about was fucking her. Looking at Luke and Chastity
I was surprised to observe his remarkable restraint, given his
actions of the past few days. He could have been her brother.

Not much of a dancer myself, and half wasted, I soon grew
tired of dancing with Bella and managed to suppress my distaste for
Luke, allowing him to monopolize Chastity on the dance floor. Pretty
soon there were guys coming over to the table to ask Bella to dance
(an event to which I remember thinking that Luke was strangely
untroubled) and I found myself frequently sitting alone. It gave
me plenty of time and opportunity to pay close attention to Luke
and my wife. With each dance he got a little bolder and Chastity a
little more drunk and little more receptive. She apparently got
tired of pushing his hands away from her ass, for eventually I
watched her just shrug and rest her head on his shoulder, her arms
wrapped loosely around his neck, while his large hands just held and
kneaded her big butt. Though I was greatly disgusted with her casual
acquiescence to Luke's pawing, I was also more than a little
aroused and made allowance for her inebriated condition. When we
got back to the house we went to our room and Luke and Bella went
to theirs. I know Luke was "climbing the walls" horny, but Bella
was so drunk we had to carry her into the bedroom. Chastity and I
didn't even bother going to bed. I sat her on the bathroom sink and
pushed her skirt up, eating her pussy through her crotchless hose.
When I couldn't stand it any longer I just stood between her legs
and fucked her right on the sink, still clothed, her red spike heels
digging into my ass. Chastity went into the kitchen afterwards to get
something to drink and I stayed in the bedroom and watched a late
movie on TV while I waited for her. I guess I dozed off for a
couple of minutes and when I came around and she still wasn't back,
I went looking for her.

Heading downstairs to the kitchen I was arrested by a jumble
of movement in the living room below me. I stopped cold at the top
of the stairs trying to understand the scene in front of me. There
was enough light drifting into the living room from the kitchen to
make out my 5'4", 125 pound, wife on the sofa, struggling to get
away from Luke, who was on top of her and trying to kiss her. I
remembered their last dance in the bar and stepped back into the
shadows out of sight wondering if she'd arranged to meet him. It
just didn't make any sense, it was hard to imagine her taking such a
chance particularly with the children in the house. Still I
hesitated. A part of me, even while automatically trusting her,
felt an irrational jealously. I wondered if she had lied about her
repulsion to his brash vulgarity. I wondered why she hadn't cried
out, or had she while I was sleeping? Maybe she liked him after
all. She'd always said she preferred older men. He was tall,
muscular, and powerful. Bella had even bragged confidentially about
his cock size. Maybe she was turned on by his physical prowess and
rugged good looks. Thinking about it filled me with self-doubt and
self-loathing, diminishing me and sapping my confidence. By the
time I realized with certainty that her behavior was anything but
consensual, I had already felt the last instinct for action drain
slowly out of me and I kept my place in the dark

Luke sat astride her waist and held her arms over her head,
clamping both her wrists together with one big powerful hand. He
used his other hand to prevent her head from turning away as he
showered her face with kisses and alternately licked and sucked her
lips. He was taking his time with her, savoring every second.
Whenever she opened her mouth to speak or cry out he buried his
tongue down her throat. I could hear her grunting as she tried to
buck and heave her hips up to throw him off but there was just no
way she could dislodge him with his greatly superior weight and
strength. Kicking him in the back with the spike of her heel seemed
to have some minimal effect, but by this time he had pulled her
blouse up and pushed her bra over her tits, and he managed to
diminish her enthusiasm for this approach by simply pinching and
tweaking her nipples.

Repositioning himself to cover her mouth with his free hand,
he sucked her nipples alternately, one then the other and back
again. He was at it for at least ten minutes before I finally heard
him speak. His boldness shocked me. His loud voice was almost a
challenge. It left me with the feeling that nothing could make him
stop. Little did I know that he was taunting me, having spotted me
lurking cowardly upstairs in the dark. "I don't know why you're
fighting this," he told my wife, "telling your sister about your
crotchless pantyhose so she'd tell me, letting me grab your ass on
the dance floor with your husband right there, I've never seen a
cunt hotter to get fucked than you." She pleaded with him to leave
her alone, even promising not to tell if he'd just stop. Ignoring
her appeals, he tried kissing her again but she turned her head
away, and this time rather than hold it in place he just tongued her
ear, licking her face and tonguing the other ear whenever she turned
her head to escape his hungry mouth.

"Bella told me about your husband's teeny little weenie. And
I know she told you about my big dick. How much she loves it.
You're gonna love it too baby. You're gonna be all mine once you
get fucked by a real man." Still holding her arms over her head with
one hand he used his other to unbutton his jeans and extract his
cock. It was so big and hard he had some difficulty getting it out.
Chastity just stared, stunned at the sight of it. It was a good nine
or ten inches and thick as her wrist with a large purple helmet. It
was a magnificent specimen and dwarfed my own cock in length, girth,
and sheer beauty. He moved up to straddle her chest and rubbed his
huge prick all over her face. "Open your mouth and suck it bitch,"
he commanded. She turned her head away and he slapped her check
with his cock. When she continued to refuse his instructions he held
her head again with his free hand and pinched off her nostrils to
force her to breath through her mouth. "Ok, " he sighed, "if you
won't suck it I'll just have to go ahead and fuck you now."

She tried to clamp her legs together but he appeared to find
little difficulty in prying them apart and positioning himself
between her thighs. I could still see her red heels at the end of
her open, pantyhose covered legs. Her skirt was pushed up almost
to her waist and her blouse and bra had been pulled up over her
tits. She continued to struggle and plead with him to stop,
wiggling her hips to forestall his entry, and he briefly contented
himself with rubbing his cockhead over her slit. "Please don't do
this," she begged. "I swear I won't tell anyone if you'll just let
me go."

"You'll be begging for more of my big cock when I'm through
with you baby," he replied. Pushing his fingers into her pussy he
detected her cum filled cunt and mistook it as a sign of arousal and
desire. Her wetness seemed to inflame his lust. "Damn baby," he
exclaimed, "you just may be a bigger slut than your sister."
Suddenly he lost all control. In a flash he had both hands holding
her hips, steadying his target, and before she had time to react his
cock was driving into her cunt.

"UUggghhhhh," she grunted, loudly, as his big prick bottomed
out into her cervix in one quick plunge. "Oh, oooohhhh, god baby,"
he moaned, "your cunt is so fucking tight."

Realizing, I suppose, that her resistance had failed to deter
him, Chastity apparently had decided to quit fighting. Perfectly still
now, she turned her head away and lay limply while Luke pumped his
cock into her. Luke was unaffected by her indifference. "Your hot
cunt feels so good around my big cock baby," he told her as he
alternately massaged her breasts and tongued her ear. "I'm not in
any hurry honey. I think I just may spend the night in here." My
wife didn't look at him and didn't answer and he continued to take
his time with her. She made no attempt to resist when he hooked his
arms under her knees to raise her thighs against his chest in order
to increase his penetration. He fucked into her with deep, slow,
strokes, and eventually his technique began to produce results.

She started to grunt each time his cockhead bottomed out into
her cervix and she turned her head to look at him. Her lips were
pulled tight around clenched teeth. "Ooohhh," moaned Luke with
every thrust. "I love your cunt. I love fucking you." Chastity's
grunts were softening now. Her breathing was becoming deeper and
was followed by long, raspy exhalations. I could see her hips begin
to move in almost imperceptible undulations. "That's it baby,"
Luke exhorted her, "now you're gettin' into it. Move your cunt
around on my cock. Show me what a slut you are. Show me how much
you love my cock"

"Ooohhh God, uummmhhhh," moaned my wife, her head tilted
back, mouth open and groaning openly. Luke moved to kiss her and
this time she didn't turn her head away, but met his hungry mouth
with open lips. Her whole body was moving now. Every muscle
stretching tight to force her pelvis up to capture every centimeter
of the cock pumping into her greedy cunt. Both her hands reached
out frantically to pull in his pistoning buttocks as if, filled and
stretched with more cock than she'd ever had, she craved still more.
Still unsatisfied she wrapped her arms around his neck and her legs
around his back. Her red heels dug into his flesh as he fucked her,
but he was oblivious to anything except the feel of the hot, tight
vagina wrapped around his throbbing cock. The sofa creaked and
squeaked under them in a rhythm of lust. "Oh god, fuck me" she
pleaded now. They were like animals, totally out of control. Luke
asking her a series of short and nasty questions. "Do you like
getting fucked by my big dick? Is it bigger than your husbands?"
My wife answering, "yes, oh God, yeesssssss!" "You hot fucking
slut," he told her. "Shake your big fat ass!! Make that pussy dance
around my cock you nasty fucking whore." She came in an explosion
and almost at the same time, Luke drained the content of his balls
deep into her wet cunt. After Luke had finished fucking my wife,
he remained on top and began to kiss her. Having cum, and now
apparently feeling guilty about her ultimately willing capitulation
to Luke's brazen violation of the sanctity of our marriage, Chastity
signaled that her cooperation was finished, by turning her head away
in shame. Suddenly terrified at the thought of being discovered, I
shrunk back further into the shadows and literally crawled across
the upstairs landing and back into our bedroom. When my wife joined
me just minutes later I pretended to be asleep and she made no
attempt to wake me.


The next morning I was sure she would say something about
what happened, but not a word was mentioned. There was a certain
tension in the air between Chastity and Luke, and though Luke was
boldly attentive to her, she accepted his attention with almost a
grim resignation. All of my repeated attempts to find out if
anything was wrong were greeted with the same half-hearted "nothing
at all." I assumed Chastity felt guilty for the way she had
responded to Luke and I longed to console her, but I dared not even
hint that I had timidly witnessed her ravishment. Luke cast a
knowing grin in my direction several times and I assumed he was
reveling in his memory of how he had used my wife without my
knowledge, an error of judgment on my part that was soon to be
corrected.

It didn't surprise me when we were in bed that night Chastity
seemed distracted and completely uninterested in sex. But it did
surprise me that she seemed in such a hurry for me to go to sleep. I
did my best to convince her that I'd drifted off, almost giving up
when it appeared to have produced no results, but ultimately my
patience paid off and I felt her gently sneaking out of bed. Again
I crept out of our bedroom and took my place in the shadows at the
top of the stairs, but this time there was no one in the living
room. This time they were in the library. And this time my vantage
point allowed me to see them easily while making it much more
difficult for them to see me.

I could hear them talking clearly as the sounds waved upward
to my position at the top of the stairs. My wife was telling him
that she had only agreed to meet him to be given the opportunity to
tell him what a lout and a bastard he had been to force her into sex
the previous night. Luke chuckled and said, "I might be a 'lout'
but I've also got the kind of hot cock that you love. Don't you,
bitch?" Chastity's silence revealed more than I cared to know. Her
intentions might have been honorable in meeting him, just to tell
him off, but faced with his strong dominate personality, she had
melted and was now just standing there as he removed his pajama
bottoms. With a flick of his wrists he removed her skimpy
translucent dressing gown "besides, bitch, if you didn't want some
more of this big cock of mine, you wouldn't have shown up in such a
sexy outfit just to confront me, isn't that true." Again my Chastity
said nothing but she slowly nodded her head in agreement. Now, I
was truly crushed, knowing that my wife was no longer simply being
forced by her crude and rough brother-in-law into sex but was
actually his willing participant. It was now obvious to me that my
Chastity loved the strong way he manipulated her and was interested in
sex from the kind of strong forceful man that I could never be!
Without further words he forced my wife onto her knees in front of
him.

Then, Luke sat naked in one of our big reclining library
chairs. The top of the doorway blocked my view of his head but I
could see everything clearly from about his neck down. My loving
wife was now naked too, and she was on her knees before her
brother-in-law struggling to swallow every inch of his big, fat,
cock. Luke's huge hands enveloped her head and held it firmly in
place as his hips bounced up and down, fucking his prick into my
wife's hot, hungry mouth and down her throat the same way he had
invaded her hot, hungry cunt the night before. "That's it bitch,"
he told her, "swallow that dick you little cock hungry whore. Choke
on it! Make your mouth a sloppy wet cunt to eat my dick!" She
gobbled him ravenously, choking almost every time his balls slapped
against her chin, but redoubling her efforts with each new stream of
rough and dirty talk. I thought it would end with his cock blasting
loads of stirringly cum down her greedy throat, but it eventually
became clear that she wasn't going to let him cum just once, and it
didn't take long to find out why. If I harbored any remaining
thoughts that my Chastity was being coerced into her sexual activities
with Luke they were now completely dispelled as Chastity was now the
initiator of the actions. Getting up off her knees she pushed Luke
back in the reclining chair and then straddled his hips, guiding his
cock to her pussy lips and then sitting down on it, slowing
swallowing every inch inside her hot, velvety cunt. She threw her
head back in ecstasy and then began working her slick box up and
down Luke's fat prick in earnest. "Oh baby, " he moaned, "you're
driving my cock crazy with that tight cunt of yours!"

I couldn't believe it. I was watching my sweet loving wife
willingly and wantonly working her pussy up, down, and, around the
cock of her brother-in-law, the man who had violated her the night
before. Her cunt was devouring his cock with what can only be
inadequately described as sheer carnal gluttony. I had been
stroking my cock and now suddenly found myself blasting my own cum
all over the carpet. Once again I snuck back in the bedroom, but I
had misjudged the likely length of their activities and fell asleep
before she returned.

The next day everything seemed to be back to normal. Chastity
was now feigning sort of bare tolerance toward Luke, and Luke
pretended Chastity didn't exist. I figured they were trying not to
arouse my suspicions, but I was only partly right. It was their
last day with us, and Chastity went shopping with her sister, leaving
Luke and I alone together. I was stunned by what happened next.
Chastity and her sister had barely left the house when I came out of
the shower, into my bedroom, to find Luke sitting on the edge of my
bed, naked, and stroking his hard cock. I froze in my tracks and
just looked at him. My stomach was turning nervously. "Get over
here and suck my cock," he said smugly, "I want to see if you're any
better than your wife." His request excited me but I couldn't do
what he wanted. "Get outta here, " I screamed in mock indignation.
"Not until I fuck your face, you pussy," was his reply. "I saw you
watching me ball your slut wife. You just stood there like a wimp.
Turned you on didn't it, watching me hold her down and fuck her with
my big dick? Fucking her like a real man. I know you're hungry for
some cock too, just like her."

The thought that he had seen me watching him that first night
flooded me with fear. It gave Luke the terrifying power to tell
her of my failure, it filled me with dread, and I couldn't face him.
I wanted to crawl back in the bathroom and lock the door, but before
I'd taken two steps, he was behind me. I could feel his hardon
poking my ass as he grabbed for my arm, and the next thing I knew he
had managed to get my arm behind my back and had used his leverage
to force me to my knees. With one hand he grabbed my hair and
pulled my face into his crotch. With the other he pressed his cock
into my lips and tried to pry my mouth open. "Suck it, you pussy,"
he ordered, "suck it, and it better be good or I tell your wife what
a wimp you are."

My worst fears realized , I felt I had no choice but to do
this unthinkable thing. I opened my mouth and took his cock between
my lips. I could barely open it wide enough to take it all. It was
ten inches long and very thick. I could feel it's big swollen veins
gliding between my lips and under my tongue. Strangely enough I
realized that my own cock had grown hard as a rock too. Luke
cradled the back of my head between his hands and then slowly pushed
his hips forward, working his cock down my throat. When I gagged he
stopped and allowed me to take a breath, far more grace than he had
permitted my wife. "Oh, oh, oh," he chanted as I enveloped his cock
in my hungry wet mouth, swirling my tongue around the purple
helmeted head. "That's good bitch. I pegged you for a guy that
could suck some dick. Your wife told me all about your little
prick, play with it while you suck my big cock."

I no longer needed to be forced. God help me, but I was truly
enjoying this male domination and my first ever cock-sucking. I had
one hand wrapped around my cock pumping and my other wrapped around
his ass to help hold my mouth around his prick. He started walking
backwards toward the bed and I crawled forward on my knees still
sucking on his cock, never letting it leave my mouth. He sat on the
edge and holding my head began fucking his cock into my mouth and
down my throat like it was a big, soft, pussy. "That's it cock
sucker, swallow that dick. I think you love it more than your wife
does if that's possible." I wanted to taste the same cum he'd
pumped into my wife. I started milking and massaging his balls with
both hands trying to make him cum. "God damn," he bellowed,"you
fucking fag, ah, ah, ahhhhhhhh!!!" And I was quickly rewarded with
jet after jet of his stringy hot cum filling my mouth and blasting
down my throat. But he hadn't finished with me yet. He laid me
face down on the bed and took his place behind me, between my legs.
He greased his cock and my ass with his cum and then slowly began
to work it in me. "Please... no..." I protested half-heartedly. "Shut
the fuck up, bitch!" he replied, grabbing the back of my head by
my hair, he yanked my head back, shoved his cock all the way in,
his balls slapping against my ass, he bent me over backwards,
ramming my ass like an animal. "Your ass is mine, just like you
little slut wive's ass!" He spit in my face and slapped me hard,
throwing my face back into the matress and holding my head down.
That shut me up. My ass stuck up in the air, completely vulnerable
to his abuse. It hurt at first, but he fucked me for half an hour and before
long it was feeling kinda good. I couldn't believe how fantastic it felt
to be fucked up the ass by another man. Like my wife had, I found
myself begging him to fuck me. "Ohhh..." I moaned involuntarily. He
picked up on it right away, "Yeah, that's it, you like the feel of a big,
black dick in yo ass, don't ya, cracker?" I couldn't help but say yes
and he laughed a deep laugh, knowing he had broken me. As he
pumped his cock to the bottom of my tight ass he told me that
he would use me and my wife whenever and however he pleased.
"Yes, anytime you want, master!" I moaned in reply, not aware of
anything but his hot, black cock filling me up. "You fucking white
faggot, you were born to be my bitch, weren't you?!" he yelled as
he savagely ass-raped me. "God, yesssss!" I cried. "You see,
bitch, I told you your husband was a fucking queer boy" he bellowed.
I didn't understand who he was talking to until he pulled my head up
and pointed it at the closet. The doors opened and there was my
wife, Chastity, and her sister, Bella, who was behind her and had
her hand down my wife's panties, rubbing her clit. Bella massaged
her large breasts with the other hand and sucked on one of her ears.
"Look at that faggot husband of yours, sis, taking that
cock like the little white bitch he is!" Bella whispered raspily into
Chastity's ear. Chastity quivered as she came on Bella's fingers.
Bella pulled her hand out of my wife's panties and brought her
fingers up to Chastity's face, holding them in front of her. "Mmmm,
sissy came good... taste it, cunt!" Chastity did as she was told
and sucked her own cum and pussy juices off her sister's fingers.
Bella then pushed her sister forward and to her knees
in front of me. "Go ahead, sis, ask him how it feels!"
Chastity sat there, speechless, watching her black lover
anally rape her poor, wimpy husband senseless. I was like a ragdoll
in his muscular arms and he easily outweighed me two to one. I
really was like a woman to him.
"Honey... he's fucking you..." she noted, "fucking you...
in the ass..." she seemed transfixed, trying to understand her
new reality.
"UNGH!" I grunted in between thrusts, "I... know!"
"Do... do you like it?" she asked.
"I... UNGH..." I couldn't admit it to her, it was too
humiliating.
"Of course he does, look at his hard little cock!" Bella
said, pointing to my miniature erection and laughing.
"Oh, honey... you've got a little hard-on!" my wife said
in a way that made what was left of my manhood shrivel.
"I... UNGH! I'm sorry!" I apologized.
"Honey, no, that's good!" she assured me, "your
impotence is cured! I'm happy for you! All this time, I thought
it was me, you could never get hard for me, not even on our
wedding night... but it wasn't me, it was you! You're a faggot,
that's all! I'm happy you finally found what turns you on! Being
fucked like a whore by a big, hung, black stallion! I'm so happy,
we have so much in common!"
"I... I... UNGH!" I didn't know what to say or do, Luke's
massive prick pounding my poopchute made it hard to concentrate.
"Come on, honey, it's okay, you can cum, do it, honey,"
she encouraged me, "you're a faggot now!"
That was it, the last straw. I couldn't hold it back any longer.
"OHHHH FUUUCKKKKK!!!!" I groaned as I came on the bed without
ever touching myself. It dribbled out weakly. I was too caught up in
my sheer faggot bliss to be ashamed.
"Good boy!" Chastity beamed as if I was a child.
"Yeah, little fuckin' faggot, just like I told ya, right, ho?"
Luke sneered.
"Yes, Master, you were right about him..." Chastity nodded.
Luke continued to ram my ass, and even though I had
already cum, it still felt good. I was limp in his arms. Chastity watched,
it must have been an incredible site. As Luke continued to pound me,
grunting and sweating, Chastity moved closer to watch his cock slam
in and out of me. Her little sister, Bella, sat back in a chair and
fingered herself, watching the incredibly kinky scene. Chastity
seemed hypnotized by the sight of Luke's huge, veiny black cock
delving into my ass to the hilt, over and over and over again. Chastity
looked up at Luke as if he was a god.
"Master?" she asked, caressing his muscular chest with
her delicate, ivory fingers, "Master, are you going to cum inside him?"
she asked.
"You want me to, bitch?" Luke asked, "You want me to
give it to your faggot boyfriend like I gave it to you, hunh?"
"Yes, please, Master!" she begged, "Please, let him
have your cum inside him!"
"Beg for it, bitch!" he commanded.
"Please, Master Luke," she pleaded, "Please fill my
faggot white wimp of a husband with your jizz! Please pump
his ass full of your hot, thick superior black spunk! Please,
like you did to me! I want him to feel it like I did! Please,
Master, please let him feel you impregnate him like the little
white bitch he is!!!"
Her words made even my limp cock twitch. It did much
more for Luke, putting him right over the edge.
"FUCK, I'm cumming, boy, I'm gonna fill your little white
ass with my nigger spunk!" Luke screamed as he started ramming
my ass faster and harder than I ever thought I could take.
"Yes, do it, do it, Luke! Cum up his faggot ass!" Chastity
pleaded.
Then he rammed his cock deeper into me than it
had been yet, I swear his balls were right on my sphincter! He
held it there and I felt his balls tighten. Every muscle in his
body flexed and he held me tightly in place against him.
"Yes, YES!" Chastity cried.
Then I felt it! His cock throbbed, getting thicker even than
it had been! And with each pulse I felt a firey jet of his man juice
shoot into my bowels. It was the most submissive feeling I'd
ever had, to feel another man's spunk filling me up inside. I was
no longer a man, I was his bitch, now and forever. Impossibly,
he kept cumming up my ass, I couldn't believe it! It started to run out
of my ass, he filled me up so much! I could feel it running down my
leg, it was such a degrading feeling. Out of the corner of my eye,
I saw Bella reach orgasm watching her newly wed husband
impregnating her older sister's sissy husband.
Suddenly, he pulled out of me and grabbed my hair and pulled
me and my wife's faces to his cock. He continued to shoot his jizz
all over both of our faces. We both opened our mouths obediantly,
staring up at him like greedy little dogs waiting for our treat from Master.
We took turns taking his spurts on our tongues. Finally, he finished,
having filled our mouths and covered our faces in his man sauce.
He slid his shit-covered cock into my mouth and I sucked it obediantly
while my wife admired his perfect body and licked his massive balls.
Then he pulled it out of my mouth and slid it into my wife's mouth,
slowly shoving it deeper and deeper until she had completely
deep-throated it. Her cheeks puffed, her eyes watered and she began
to gag. She couldn't breathe, but she never made a move to stop
him and never broke eye contact with him. Just when I thought
she would pass out, he began to pull out, only long enough to give
her a quick breath, then began sliding it in again. It was the sexiest thing
I'd ever seen, my beautiful, prim and proper, pure wife, her face covered
in jizz with a gigantic black cock sliding a foot down her throat. Luke
gently guided my head to her face and I somehow knew instictively
what I was supposed to do. As Luke slowly, sensously face-fucked
my beautiful wife, I licked his cum off her face and swallowed it down.
Before long, Luke was ass-fucking my wife as I laid there
on the bed, exhausted, his spunk still oozing out of my strectched,
loose asshole. I couldn't believe his stanima... or the sheer supply
of semen he could produce! After he had shot his entire load up her
ass, he had her sqaut over my open mouth and shit the whole thing
back into my mouth and made me swallow the brown-tinged shit-spunk
with my mouth open so my wife could watch.
The rest of the weekend was pretty much variations on this,
as he promised, he used us every which way he could imagine... and
he could imagine a lot!
That was their last day with us and Luke gave
the 'happy announcement' as he left that he had business in the area
that would bring him back to our town on a fairly regular and
frequent basis. All of this occurred just last week and Luke is
due to visit with us again next week. A visit I look forward to with
dread and apprehension but also some mixed feeling of potential
excitement. Although, I cannot be absolutely certain, I have the
distinct feeling that my wife is carrying out Luke's orders in
regard to sex with me. Whenever I have wanted to make love to her
these last few days she has found a reason to be unable to do so. On
a couple of occasions after I had licked and sucked her pussy, she
thanked me but said that she just couldn't reciprocate and that I'd
understand soon. I'm almost sure that I'll be enlightened as to what
my new sexual role will be with my wife when Luke joins us for the
first of many exciting visits to our home!

you.  I happen to be a woman and don't think sex is
demeaning to us in any way.  The choice to read is up to you.

   I would appreciate any comments or story ideas for later stories.  Feel
free to contact me through the anon service.  I would especially like to
hear what women think of the story and ask their story ideas for further
adventures.

   Pussy Willow

   //////////////////////////////////////
Voyager: Mommy?

   Part 1:

   Janeway stared out of the portal in her ready room.  Its been weeks
since she saw her husband and she missed him.  She thought of how he used
to touch her, how he used to cry out in pain when she sent the whip
cracking across his hot little ass.  She remembered the lines the ropes
would make when it intersected with his pale skin.  She raised a hand up to
touch a breast through her uniform.  The nipple was already hard and her
touch sent shivers through her body.  Now all the men she had sex with ran
through her mind as she got even more heated up.  The admiral she had sex
with for a week to get the captaincy popped into her head as she unbuttoned
her uniform and let it fall to the floor.  Her breasts jutted proudly
forward and she traced a nipple with her left hand.  She moaned low as the
sensations came in through the memories.  She sucked on a finger of her
right hand, pretending it was a cock as she pinched the nipple with her
left.  She moaned more, louder, and arched her back.

   She ripped off her bra and the rest of her clothes and left them in a
pile on the floor.  She threw everything off her desk as she ripped off her
panties.  Her nipples cried out for more as she climbed on the desk.  Her
pussy, which she had been ignoring, teasing herself, became more demanding.

   One hand pinched the nipple as the other made its way slowly down her
body to patch of red hair above her lips.  She raised her legs above the
desk and moaned, bringing her knees upright.  She gently stroked the outer
lips, avoiding her clit.  She brought up her neck, a look almost of pain on
her face, and bit her lip, to watch her hand stroking herself, wishing
someone could be there to watch her.

   The door chimed but she didn't hear it.  She moaned louder as she
slipped a finger into her wet pussy, pretending it was a dick.  She moaned
louder.  a quick 'yes' and the door slid open.  She wasn't even paying
attention.  Instead, she slipped another finger into her wet pussy and
began fucking herself long and deep.  Each stroke sent a wave of pleasure
through her body.

   Tuvok stood in the doorway.  He watched her with the disinterested
curiosity of a Vulcan.  She had a nice body, but it would be four years
before the mating ritual was to begin.  He could call upon his powers and
arouse himself, but he had pressing, urgent business.

   Janeway's moans were louder now and she jerked her body in rhythm with
the three fingers now imbedded deep in her pussy.  They were loud enough to
attract the ears of Paris from the bridge.  He looked in the room from his
seat and got very aroused.  From where he sat he could see the captain's
wet, wide open pussy exposed for his view.  He watched as three fingers
pushed in and out of her cunt.  She was dripping down her leg and it pooled
a little on the desk near her ass.

   Tuvok cleared his throat and Janeway snapped her head to him.  She
looked at him intensely but did not stop fucking herself.  In fact, she
quickened the pace her fingers made in her pussy.  She was about to have an
orgasm - she was on the edge.  But she saw Paris watching from the bridge
and did not want to cum in front of him.  She wouldn't give him the
satisfaction of seeing her have an orgasm.

   She sighed deeply and pulled the fingers out of her pussy.  She beat her
hand against the desk, but pushed her feet over the side anyway.  With a
quick motion she was standing on the floor.  "Close that door, Tuvok," she
snapped and sat in the chair.  "What do you want?"

   Paris looked pissed as the door slid closed, cutting him off from the
view.  Janeway's breasts looked even better sitting down.  Her nipples were
still hard and her pussy still needed some relief.  "We are passing through
a region of space that is giving some strange readings to the computers."

   "That happens every week, Tuvok.  What's new?" Janeway asked.  A hand
idly touched the nipple of her breast.  Tuvok slowly raised an eyebrow as
he looked at the breast.

   "The holo-doctor thinks it may have a strange effect on what he called
the ship's 'libido'.  Curious: what does that word mean?"

   "Its from an old twentieth century psychologist, Doctor Freud.  I can't
believe they never taught that at the Vulcan Science Academy.  It means
loosely, how much sex people want."

   Tuvok raised another eyebrow and Janeway smiled as she realized."Of
course.  The rambling of a hundreds of years old drug addict would have no
affect on a planet of Vulcans.  Anything else, Tuvok?"

   "Yes there was one more thing, Captain."

   "Well, out with it already.  I have...  um...  pressing business to
attend to with...  uh..  Kes.  Yes, Kes I think." She smiled and thought of
the beautiful little blond girl who was only a year old.  Even though she
had the body of a full grown woman.  She had probably never been with
another woman before.  There were lots of things she could teach her.  Her
pussy responded to the mental images before she knew she was even thinking
them.  Perhaps there was something to this 'bizarre region of space' thing,
she thought.  It could get interesting.

   "Well, Captain, I...  uh...  I miss my mommy still."

   "Tuvok, we went over this in the first episode, remember?  I said I'd
get you all back home.  What more do you want from me?" She was pissed at
him for interrupting her beautiful fantasies of Kes.  She noticed Tuvok was
staring intently at her breast.  The nipple hardened a little more in
response to what they both were thinking.  "Oh, okay.  Come over here and
kneel on the ground." Tuvok did so and stared hungrily at her breast.  "I
don't know Captain.  It must be this new area of space, because I am
definitely feeling something strange."

   "Just shut up and suck, Tuvok," Janeway said.  She was getting
impatient. But she moaned deeply as he took the nipple between his lips and
began sucking.  She felt sensations she hadn't felt in some time coursing
through her body.  She would definitely pay a visit to Kes before the day
was over.

   And something more too.  She decided she would run a holographic
representation of Freud and talk to him.  Maybe he could give some valuable
insight as to what was going on.



   Kes was waiting for Neelix in the lounge when Janeway came in.  She
noticed there was something about the Captain.  Her breasts were usually
nice, but today they looked even better.  Hot looking, hard little nipples
poked through her uniform front.  Her hair was messed and sweaty but still
the whole package looked great to Kes.  Kes was a mass of conflicting
emotions.  She had never really been attracted to another woman, but the
Captain today changed all that.

   Janeway came directly at her and put a hand right on her hot little ass.
It rubbed her leg just below the hemline of her little skirt.  For some
reason, Kes had not worn any underwear and she felt the cold draft on her
butt, making it tingle.  She looked deeply into Janeway's eyes and arched
her back a little.  This was the sign Janeway wanted and moved in to kiss
her deeply.  They stayed like that a moment, their lips meeting
passionately.  Kes' body responded to Janeway as she pressed against her.
Janeway raised the skirt a little and Kes gasped into her mouth, knowing
that everyone in the lounge was getting a great show.  Janeway liked that
and raised the front of her skirt too.  Her blond haired pussy came into
view and people around the room started mumbling to themselves.  The men's
eyes were fixated on that hot little blonde.

   "Come, on," Janeway said, after breaking the kiss and pulled the Ocampa
with her by the skirt front.  Ocampa just nodded and swallowed hard.  "What
about....  what about...  Neelix," Kes said as she followed Janeway into
the hall.  "Well, I wont be able to stand him there, but we can make a
video for him if you want."

   "Yes," Kes said passionately.  Janeway stopped and pushed her against
the wall.  She ran a hand over Kes' body as Kes closed her eyes.  Janeway
reached under Kes' skirt and felt her pussy.  "You're really hot, aren't
you?  You love this, huh?  Say it," Janeway demanded as she inserted a
finger.  Kes moaned and bucked against Janeway's finger as it penetrated
her.  Even her pointed ears tingled.  "Yes, I love it," she said loudly.
Janeway responded by putting another finger inside her.  "Oh, god," Kes
screamed.  "Don't stop!  I'm going to cum already!  God, I can't believe it
would be this good."

   "No you're not," Janeway said and quickly pulled the fingers out of her
pussy.  "You'll cum when I tell you to." Kes moaned in frustration and fell
back heavily against the wall.  She closed her eyes and thought for a
moment about fingering herself down there.  But she had never done it in
front of anyone, and didn't think she could.  Especially not for another
woman.

   Janeway opened Kes' blouse and let her breasts hang out.  "From now on,
we'll walk like this.  You're breasts are here for everyone to see." She
pinched one nipple and pulled Kes along by it.  "Come on."

   Kes moaned and followed her.  Afraid that someone would see her but
turned on as hell.  She would have let Janeway do anything to her at that
moment, anything.  She was humiliated by being led around like some bitch,
by the nipple.  The humiliation was added to by the fact that her pussy was
dripping all down her leg.

   They made it back to Janeway's quarters.  Only a dozen or so men had
seen them, had seen Kes being led around by the nipple, had seen how turned
on she had been by it all.

   She was bent over Janeway's bed, her head resting on it and her knees on
the floor next to it.  Her legs were spread wide apart and her pussy was
wide open for Janeway to inspect.  Her clit was swollen and sensitive.
Every time Janeway stroked her pussy, it brought her almost to the edge of
an orgasm.  Every time, though, Janeway had stopped just before she could
have one.

   Janeway stood behind her, completely naked too.  In one hand she held a
holo-camera and aimed it at Kes' hot little cunt.  "I want you to rub
yourself," she told Kes.

   Kes closed her eyes and tensed up.  From behind, Janeway could see her
ass clenching shut.  She was afraid.  Janeway reached over and brought her
hand down on Kes's ass.  She flinched in pain and bucked against the bed.
"You're pussy gives you away, Kes.  I can see you like it.  Now do it."

   Kes reached behind her, between her legs, and brought her hand to her
pussy lips.  The first stroke almost sent her over the edge.  Janeway saw
this and stopped her by slapping her on the ass again.  "If you cum and I
don't give you permission, I'll take you back to the lounge, put you over
my knee and give you a spanking you won't forget.  Neither will anyone else
who will be there.  I may even call Paris down to watch."

   She rubbed harder now.  God help her, she liked it.  She loved being
made to do things, naughty things.  She started bucking again, this time in
pleasure.  But she forced herself to slow down.  She didn't want Paris to
see her spanked by another woman.  "With your other hand," Janeway said.
"Spank yourself."

   Kes sighed, but her pussy leaked even more.  She brought her hand up in
the air than down hard on her own ass.  The conflicting sensations of pain
and pleasure sent her over the edge and she began bucking against the bed.
She forced in four fingers into her pussy and fucked herself while she
spanked herself quicker and harder than she had been.

   She screamed as the orgasm ripped through her and fell backwards over
the bed, her fingers still pistoning in and out of her cunt.  She was
totally embarrassed by it all and remembered the camera was on and caught
the whole thing.

   "Come on," Janeway said.  She sounded angry.  "Get up." She pulled Kes
to her feet by her hair and pressed the door open.  As she guided Kes to
the door, she grabbed a robe for herself.  She left Kes naked as they
entered the hall.  Janeway put the robe on and activated her comm badge.
"Lt.  Paris, please report to the lounge."

   Kes closed her eyes and tensed as she wondered what would happen.

   Continued in Part 2.........


Voyager: S-Space Part Two (Ff, dom)
By: Pussy Willow
Once again, don't read this if you think sex of any kind will offend
you. Not everything is in here, at least not yet, but a lot of different
stuff is.  On the off chance that you may get offended, hit q now and be
done with it.  And of course if you're not 18, hit q.  You might be
corrupted.  Well, if you're reading this you're already corrupt, but its

the law.

   I realize there's a lot of woman/woman in this story.  I promise I'll
get around to some more 'normal' stuff.  But there's this woman in my
history class that I can't get out of my mind......  Marlin is based a
little on her and a little on me.  She looks like her and thinks like me.
There's also a man in my Chemistry class, so I'll get around to putting him
in too.  He may not like the way it is done though, if I ever let him read
it.

   -Pussy Willow

   (As always, comments of any sort are welcome.  Even if they say how
lousy something is.)

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   Part Two:

   The lounge on the Voyager was not too crowded.  It was between crew
rotations so a lot of people were busy getting their shit together before
they began their 'day'.  There were about eight or nine people in various
states of relaxation.

   Paris was already there, sipping on synthahol.  His mind kept playing
over and over again the scene with Janeway on her desk, completely naked,
with her pussy dripping.  He memorized every exquisite movement of her
fingers, every blur of her hand, every jut of her back to meet a thrust in
her pussy.  It was all there in the sweeping expanse of his mind.

   It was quite a shock to him when Janeway entered the lounge, fully
clothed to his disappointment.  He was so embroiled in his memories of that
masturbation show that it took him a moment to realize Kes was tailing
behind her, her face and even her pointed ears red with shame.  *She* was
naked.  And Paris could tell, hell it didn't take a genius, that she was
very aroused.  Her nipples jutted magnificently, rock hard and twitching.
Her ass was still a little red and Paris' mind worked overtime thinking up
an explanation for that.

   Kes stared at the floor and wouldn't look anyone in the eye.  She was
very embarrassed, not so much because she was nude and humiliated but
because she was liking every moment of it.  Somehow that was more
embarrassing than the situation itself.  She had two orgasms on the way
down just wondering what would happen.

   Janeway nodded to Paris and motioned for him to join her.  By this time
everyone in the lounge had noticed Kes.  "If anyone would like a closer
look," Janeway said.  "Feel free to gather around my table." She leaned
closer to Paris, but Kes could still hear.  "I have a holo-picture for
you," she whispered and Kes gasped.  Would she really let Paris watch it?

   Janeway sat down quickly and grabbed Kes over her knee.  Some of the
others, both male and female, gathered around them.  Kes was thankful her
face was hidden, but her ass and pussy were there for everyone to see.

   "I'm going to spank you, Kes," Janeway said.  "And I want everyone here
to see and hear.  Each one that I do, you will count out.  Either that, or
we'll start over.  Understand?"

   Kes swallowed hard and tried not to tremble, but she did.  The people
around laughed a little and it make her squirm with shame.  Janeway's hand
slammed down on her cheek, leaving a little mark and making Kes squeal.

   "Understand?"

   "Yes," Kes answered quickly.  This brought some more laughter from the
small crowd.

   Janeway worked a finger into her tight pussy and this made Kes moan with
pleasure.  The people began mumbling among themselves.  "You're all wet,
Kes.  You like this don't you?  You like when I do this to you?"

   "Yes," she whispered.  "Louder," Janeway said and punctuated it with a
slap.  "Yes," Kes replied.  "Yes I like it." She almost had an orgasm right
then, knowing everyone was watching her.  Her pussy clenched around
Janeway's finger and so she knew.

   "You little slut," Janeway whispered and she felt Kes' pussy clutch
again.  She chose then to quickly slap her cheek.  Kes nearly cried out but
bit her lip.  "I didn't hear anything, Kes.  We'll start over." Kes moaned
but when Janeway slapped again, she counted out.

   The people around were really enjoying the show.  Some had moved to the
back to see Kes's pussy and ass as it squirmed in Janeway's lap.  Others
bent lower to see her face.  Every slap brought another moan from Kes and a
number and also a giggle or a gasp from the crowd.  Each shot sent a tingle
through Kes and almost set her off.  She didn't want to come in front of
all those people, and particularly not in front of Paris.  So each time she
held back but each time it got harder to do so.

   Paris sat directly across from them both and watched with fascination.
He caught Janeway's eye and smiled.  Janeway said, "Kes, pick up your head
and look at Paris while I spank you."

   Kes sighed but she was now almost conditioned to comply with whatever
Janeway asked.  She blushed even deeper but picked her head up.  Paris
looked at her with a smirk that said he was enjoying her humiliation.  For
some reason Kes tensed while waiting for the next slap.  She knew what
would happen, perhaps.  But when it came she could not hold back.  The
orgasm started small and worked into the biggest, and in this sense worst,
orgasm she had ever had.  All the while she did not, could not, take her
eyes from Paris.  She bucked and heaved on Janeway's lap, her pussy fucking
thin air up and down.  She started screaming and finally passed out.



   Torres paced the bridge.  The captain was gone.  Someone had shut off
the comm system to the lounge, where the computer said she probably was,
and locked the door.  Her badge was in Kes' room but there was no one
there. So, they were all in the lounge, the Captain, Kes, Paris and a few
others.  None of them were responding to her hails.

   To make matters worse she was getting urges.  Her human side wanted
someone to cuddle with, and her Klingon side wanted, well, that was best
kept out of mind.  She found herself glancing over at the nurse who was on
the bridge.  She was a short, black haired girl with saucer eyes.  Her
black hair was done up in a pony tail, exactly the way Torres liked it in a
human female.  She wore a little mini skirt, since she was off duty and
there were no regulations.  She was Harry Kim's girlfriend, Torres knew.
She also knew that she never gave Kim any.  Paris was forever busting him
about it.  Marlin, her name was, B'Elanna Torres remembered.

   Marlin shifted uncomfortably in her little chair.  She didn't know what
possessed her, she was usually conservative, to wear a skirt that barely
covered her thighs.  She also shocked herself by not wearing any underwear.
Now she was acutely aware of everyone's attention in Harry's absence.  Once
she had swiveled her chair so that it had faced Tuvok, who stood deep
inside his thoughts, near the turbolift door.  Unconsciously it seemed, she
had parted her legs and had pretended to stretch.  Tuvok hardly moved, and
she supposed that's why she did it, but she did see him slightly raise an
eyebrow.  She knew it was a sight: she kept her pussy neatly trimmed, but a
Vulcan could not fully appreciate it.  She had quickly turned away and
re-crossed her legs.  She was still blushing slightly from the
embarrassment, fifteen minutes later.

   Now she was aware of Torres looking at her.  Every once in a while she
would catch her looking from the corner of her eye.  Torres acted like a
school boy and kept trying to look up her skirt.  Marlin though the only
way she would stop it would be to let her see.  Even as she contemplated
it, her pussy warmed in excitement.  She had never thought of another woman
before, but those ridges on Torres' head looked like fun.

   So she did the same thing she had done with Tuvok, but this time parted
them even more.  Torres caught sight of it, looked directly up her dress,
and licked her Klingon lips sensuously.  Marlin knew her pussy was on full
display, along with her obvious excitement.  She did not re-cross her legs,
though.  Unconsciously again, her hand rubbed at her neck and she closed
her eyes.

   When she opened them again, Torres was right beside her.  She felt her
heavy breathing on her neck.  "Come with me," she told Marlin.  Her voice
was deep and throaty, almost masculine.  One of Torres' hands gently
caressed Marlin's neck and she moaned.  Suddenly, she felt a hand on her
thigh, just below the skirt.  Torres was moving it up slowly, caressing as
she went.  Marlin spread her legs a little more and this was the sign
Torres was waiting for.  She moved her hand all the way up and brushed
against Marlin's clit.  It sent a shiver through her and she moaned louder.

   "Not here," she whispered, but was willing to not put up a fight.

   "Come," Torres said and led her to the Captain's waiting room.  As they
entered the room, Torres said, "If Kim gets here, send him directly
inside."

   The door closed silently just as Torres leaned over and, one hand still
up Marlin's skirt, she kissed her deeply.  She felt a thrill herself when
Marlin's tongue made contact with her own.

   Continued in Part Three......  Pussy Willow


Voyager: S-Space, Part Three

   By Pussy Willow

   This one gets a little more complicated and a little dirtier.  If you
don't like strong females, sometimes dominating other women, sometimes men,
get out now.  Likewise if you're not 18 or if you are sexually immature.
Read on and enjoy....

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Voyager: S-Space, Part Three



   Harry Kim pushed the button that would open the door to the Captain's
ready room.  Tuvok, who seemed amused for a change, told him his girlfriend
was in there with Torres.  Harry heard someone chuckle but thought nothing
of it.

   When the door opened, he immediately heard a buzzing sound fill the air.
He gasped as he looked inside the room.  Marlin was on the Captain's desk,
completely naked, her long black hair let out of its pony tail.  She was on
her knees with her legs spread wide and a vibrating cock shoved deep in her
pussy.  She was moaning and bucking against the thing inside her.  Torres
sat back and watched her fuck herself with the vibrator, holding a holo
picture.

   "Put a finger in your ass," Torres said.  And Marlin immediately
complied.  She bucked even more as her finger wound its way in.  She pushed
the cock even harder into her pussy and started babbling incoherently.

   Torres finally say Harry.  "Kim," she said.  "Take off your clothes and
get on the desk with her."

   Harry paused - for about a moment.  He had always fantasized about
Torres, ever since the first episode.  There was something about that
Klingon head....

   He was naked in a moment and sat on the desk.  Torres came over, placing
the holo maker on the chair, and looked at Kim's cock.  It was about seven
inches long and thick.  She had heard that Chakotay's was longer, but never
experienced it first hand.  She reached out and took Kim's cock in her
hand. It came alive instantly and began getting hard.  She smiled as Kim
blushed.  Marlin moaned again as another wave of pleasure went through her.
She was building to a great orgasm.

   When Harry was rock hard, Torres spread her hand in Marlin's pussy,
gathering up some lubrication.  She spread it over Harry's penis and began
stroking slowly on his shaft.  Harry moaned and closed his eyes.  Torres
stopped and said, "Fuck her in the ass."

   Marlin gasped and moaned even louder.  She shoved the dildo even deeper
and almost came.  Kim moved into place quickly and pushed his cock head
against her tight little asshole.  He grunted as he pushed his cock in
deeper.  Marlin cried, partly in pain and partly in pleasure.  Kim could
feel the vibrator on his cock as he plowed deeper into Marlin.  She bucked
under him and pushed her ass back against his thrust.

   "That's it," Torres said.  "Tell him how much you want it.  I love to
watch a woman get fucked in the ass.  And...." She trailed off as she
thought.

   Marlin was coming and she bucked even more under Kim.  The vibrator she
buried deep into her cunt and began shaking all over.  She screamed as the
orgasm ripped through her.  "Come in my ass!" she yelled.

   Torres slapped Kim on the ass and pulled him out.  Marlin fell on the
desk as Kim sighed in frustration.

   "I want you to lay on the desk, Kim.  On your back.  Marlin, I want you
to lay like that too, facing him, with your feet touching together.

   Kim did as he was told.  His prick jutted straight into the air, purple
from pleasure.  His balls hung heavily under it and Torres gripped these
tightly as Marlin moved into position.  Kim moaned.  "Will you listen to
everything I tell you to do?" Torres asked.  Kim nodded.

   Torres reached into the captain's desk and pulled something out.  It was
big and long and Kim swallowed hard when he saw it had two heads.  It was a
big double-headed dildo.

   Marlin almost came again just looking at it and knowing what Torres had
in mind.  "Oh, yes," Marlin said.  "I want to fuck him in the ass while he
jerks off and you watch!"

   Kim closed his eyes and wondered what he had gotten himself into.  But
his cock gave him away.  It jumped when Marlin said it, and she saw it.
They both did.  He blushed deeply from the situation.  He was at the mercy
of two women.

   "I think he likes the idea," Torres said.  Harry exhaled deeply.  "Wait,
I want to get this all on tape," Torres said excitedly.

   With the holo-creator in place, Torres lubed up the dildo with a packet
she had found in the desk.  Harry's cock had gotten bigger as he watched
her do it.  Marlin was rubbing her pussy and thinking about fucking Harry.

   Torres placed one end against Marlin's pussy opening.  She moaned as it
slipped inside.  "Hold it there," Torres told Marlin.  "We want it to get
inside Harry too."

   The other end she aimed at Harry's hairy little opening.  He grunted as
he felt the tip push its way in.  Marlin sat up and watched as the tip
disappeared inside her boyfriend's ass.  "Make him jerk off," she said.

   Torres simply looked at him, no threats were necessary, and he wrapped
his hand around his cock.  Resigned to his fate, he slowly began stroking
himself as he felt the plastic cock slowly make its way into his ass.  He
was groaning a little and made himself stop.  He didn't want to look like
he was liking it and especial didn't want to give them the satisfaction.
But he knew he was doomed.

   Marlin came again watching him stroke himself as he got fucked in the
ass by Torres.  When the dildo was almost all the way in Harry, and Marlin
and him were close together, Torres picked up the holo-creator and stepped
back.  Marlin took her cue and pushed hard on the dildo, it slipped a
little deeper into Harry and he moaned in pleasure.  She had another orgasm
just from hearing him like it.  He jerked quicker on his cock and it jerked
in his hand.  A little pre-cum gushed form the tip.

   After a few moments Harry began meeting Marlin's thrusts and even began
thrusting back.  Soon they were dueling with the dildo between them until
Harry finally jerked even quicker and his cock erupted with a flow of cum
that looked like it would never stop coming out.  Torres got it all on tape
as it sprayed across Harry's shoulders and face, covering him in his own
cum.  By that time he was squirming and bouncing on the dildo.  Marlin had
another orgasm.

   "I got your own facial on tape, Harry," Torres said.  She reached down
and pushed a little cum into Harry's mouth.  She kept his mouth closed
until he was forced to swallow.

   He was humiliated and embarrassed but his cock was still hard.  Marlin
took the dildo out of her pussy but left it in Harry's ass.  She bent down
to get a closer look.  When she did so, she pushed the dildo in and out of
Harry's ass, fucking him.  He moaned and almost cried.  The dildo was
slipping in and out of his ass effortlessly.

   "Looks like we aren't done yet," Torres said.

   To be continued in Part 4....

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

   Pussy Willow

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   Voyager : S-Space Part Four

   Janeway was exhausted.  In the past few hours she had had more sex than
the entire time since their mission began.  The rest of crew, she knew, was
acting similarly.  The halls deserting look attested to this.  She had
reports from all over the ship about sexual hijinks.

   Everywhere she had gone, men and women looked at her with sexual
excitement evident in their eyes.  Almost no one was in uniform anymore and
even she wore a small miniskirt that barely covered her pussy.  Which was
not covered by anything like underwear.  Everywhere people looked openly
lustful as they stared at her legs and form fitting top.

   And now Tuvok had looked odd to her.  He looked guilty when she had gone
back to the bridge after taking care of Kes.  She went back mostly to rest
rather than any real sense of duty.  Tuvok had been avoiding her eyes.  She
knew a Vulcan had a tough time with anything even near to lying.  She was
going to retire to the ready room but it had been 'occupied' Tuvok had said
by 'a visiting delegate' he had mumbled almost incoherently, obviously
lying.  She thought it best to let the situation work itself out and so
headed for the holo-deck to find out what in hell was going on.

   The computer took longer to work out the program she selected.  She
imagined there were many people aboard trying to use the holodeck for
whatever twisted, sick fantasy they could conjure up.  She shuddered in
desire as a jolt shot through her pussy as she thought of those fantasies,
and her own.  Some came up that she had when she was a kid and forgotten
about.  Twisted stuff about her mother and father and siblings.

   "Computer," she said weakly, then cleared her throat.  "Computer.
initiate program ID-01."

   The computer beeped and the door slid open to....  an early twentieth
century office.  She took in the scene as she walked in, still flush from
the thoughts running through her head.  The room was luxuriously furnished.
A long, comfortable looking couch was pushed against the far wall.
Directly perpendicular to that was a big wooden desk.  All along the walls
were paintings of people and landscapes and everything else imaginable.

   The smell of a pipe drifted up to her.  Someone was smoking somewhere in
the room.  As she looked around she noticed someone was sitting at the
desk. An older gentleman with graying hair and beady eyes expanded by a
small pair of bifocals.  He so much seemed to fit in there that she hadn't
noticed him until that very moment.  He was watching her intently, almost
sizing her up.

   "You must be Doctor Freud," Janeway said.

   "I am," the doctor replied.  "And you must be our erstwhile captain."

   "How did you know?" Janeway asked.  Freud glanced from her to the couch
but did not say a word.  Janeway drifted over to it and sat down.  The
couch seemed to mold to her, seemed to hold her in one big hand.  She
pulled her legs up and sat with her back to the Doctor.  She brought her
head down and rested it on the couch's armrest.  Her eyes seemed to want to
close and she let them.

   "What brings you here, Captain Janeway?" Freud asked.

   "Hmmm...." Janeway said.  She was thinking of Kes again and what she
would be doing if she had her with her on this couch.  "I want to know
what's going on here doctor," she said, almost a whisper.

   "It does not seem to me that you should be complaining," Freud
whispered, too low for Janeway to hear.  "From consulting with the
computer," he said louder.  "I have found that this S-space has had a
tremendous impact on the crew's libidos."

   Janeway's rubbed at her leg just below the knee.  Her pussy was calling
for some more attention but she put it off.  She wanted to tease herself a
little.  Another hand went to lightly trace the outline of her breast.
"What does that mean, Doctor?" she asked, a little throaty, almost a growl.

   "It means that everything that had once been repressed has now been
brought to the surface, as it were.  You are experiencing heightened sexual
awareness..."

   "yes," Janeway said.

   "....  a strong desire for more and more sex...."

   "Yes."

   "....  feelings of lust for both the men and women of the crew...."

   "Yes!"

   "...  a need for either domination or submissiveness in sexuality..."

   "YES!"

   "...  a tendency to want more and more pleasure...."

   "YES!!!" Janeway had her three fingers buried in her pussy.  She knew
Freud could see and it turned her on even more.  She had the three fingers
pumping, grinding away and she was about to go off.

   "...  even if it is self-induced."

   "YES!  OH GOD YES!" Janeway screamed as the orgasm ripped though her.
She humped her own hand and fell up and down against the soft couch.  Low,
guttural growls escaped her throat.

   Freud cleared his throat and tapped the pipe against his lips.  "Hmm.."
he said, thinking.  "The unleashed libido is a very powerful thing."
Janeway couldn't respond.  "You may find yourself at the mercy of once
suppressed sexual excitations.  These fantasies, uncensored and unbidden -
you are now at their mercy."

   "I never thought psychology could be so exciting," she said.  Janeway
took a deep breath and threw her legs over the side of the couch.  With one
hand she straightened her skirt.  The other she ran through her hair and
looked at Freud.  "Are you...  uh....  fully functional."

   Freud raised and eyebrow but said nothing.

   "Doctor, so what you're saying is this will all end once we're though
S-space?  The crew will get back to normal?  I can rest?"

   Freud put the pipe back in his mouth and took a long drag.  "S- Space is
only a few...  umm...  miles?...  long.  We passed out of it hours ago.
What the crew is experiencing is the residual effects."

   Janeway dropped her head low and contemplated another slide onto the
couch, now damp with her juices.  She now knew why Tuvok had been avoiding
her gaze, acting guilty.  He must have known all along they weren't in
there anymore.  "How long will this last?"

   Freud shrugged.  "Who knows.  Maybe an hour maybe forever.  We can never
tell with these things -"

   "Shit!  You're a quack!  I could have found this out from the computer
and saved myself a trip down here.  Instead you fill me with this
pseudo-scientific mumbo-jumbo and expect me to submit to it all."

   "Please, Captain, I am not affected as the rest of the crew is.  I can
assure you I will not be groveling at your knees begging for your
forgiveness.  Unless you program me to, that is.  Regardless, I suggest you
save your energies for the bridge crew.  There seems to be a morale
problem."

   Janeway stood up and looked puzzled.  For a moment she was deep in
thought.  Then she set her mind, worked it out and headed to the door.

   "Captain, has no one aboard read any of my books?" Freud asked.

   "They were banned years ago.  Thank you Doctor.  I'll go and see if I
can't address these problems."

   "It was my pleasure," Freud responded.  "In a manner of speaking.  Feel
free to come back if any of these ex-repressed urges become a problem.  My
secretary can give you my office hours."

   Janeway nodded her head and smiled at him.  "I will.  Computer - end
program."

   The desk, the chair, the entire office vanished.  Freud seemed to be
smiling as he disappeared.  The room reverted back to its normal harsh
white interior.



   The bridge was a crazy house.  Paris was chasing some cute little blond
girl around the consoles.  They were both half naked.  The blond had her
hair done up in a pony tail and wore a small white teddy.  It was
see-through in some spots and her nipples poked out of the sheer top.  They
were rock hard and strained against the material.

   Chakotay's was sitting in his normal seat, but he was completely naked
and his dick was sticking straight in the air, all nine inches, It was
getting sucked by this beautiful black haired Betazoid.  She had her lips
pursed around the head and stopped.  As Chakotay's bucked his hips, she
smiled up at him and in one quick motion, engulfed his entire shaft in her
hot mouth.  Chakotay's let out a moan and grabbed on to her head.  As he
did this, she reached down and played with her soaking, hot pussy.

   Tuvok seemed to be the only one in control.  He was standing behind the
upper console.  He was also the only still wearing a uniform on the bridge.
He watched the frolicking around him and longed to join in, but was afraid
to.

   Torres and Kim had come out of the ready room.  Without a word, they had
gone straight to the turbolift and disappeared.  Marlin must have still
been inside.  She had not come out the entire time, and Tuvok was watching.
He watched everything.  He noticed with detached interest that Chakotay's
was about to have an orgasm and that the ensign Paris was chasing appeared
to be slowing down, which meant she was going to let herself get caught.
Soon the bridge would turn into one big orgy room.  Tuvok had never
witnessed an orgy before.  It should prove....  interesting.

   Just as the lift doors opened and Janeway entered, Chakotay's led out a
groan and emptied his seed into the little Betazoid's mouth.  He bucked and
she held on, riding him.  When she pulled her head up, some cum dripped
from the corners of her mouth.  She extended her tongue and licked it back
in, smiling.

   Janeway was dressed back in her uniform.  She stood there, watching,
with her hands on her hips, clearly pissed.  Paris finally caught her eye
and stopped running.  The blond girl sighed deeply and looked mad.

   "What is going on here?" Janeway asked.

   "It appears, Captain," Tuvok said.  "That the crew is attempting to -
take a roll in the hay.  To have a go.  To hide the salami.  To -"

   Janeway looked over at him.  "Tuvok, shut up.  Thank God you haven't
succumbed to all this too." She walked over to him then stopped and stared
at his legs.

   "I have to report that my pants, Captain," Tuvok began shakily.  "They
were stolen by a pack...  of...  one armed Ferengi.  They said -"

   "That's enough Tuvok.  Go and put your pants on."

   "Yes Captain," Tuvok said and headed quickly for the lift.

   "Where are they Tuvok?"

   "What Captain?"

   "Your pants.  Where are they?"

   "I don't know, Captain.  A woman came in, who, oddly enough, looked very
much like my mother on Vulcan, except without the pointed ears...  So I
gave her my pants."

   "Whatever," Janeway said, looking weary.  "Go and replicate new ones."

   "Yes Captain," Tuvok said and quickly slipped into the lift.

   "Paris," Janeway said.  "This is shameful behavior for my bridge.  I
expect better judgement from my crew.  Suppose some aliens came right now
and tried to attack us.  You would never know.  Would you?  You would just
--"

   The sound of someone clearing their throat sounded loudly on the bridge.
Janeway looked around but saw no one.  Finally she looked at the view
screen and saw there was someone on there.  He was humanoid, but had a
strangely clefted chin.

   "Hello there.  We have been watching you.  Its been very interesting up
until you came in."

   "Who is this?" Janeway asked Paris.  Paris shrugged.  Chakotay's
shrugged too, but yawned.  The Betazoid said, "I can feel a lot of lust.  I
can feel the threads of desire that reach out from a hidden core to
entangle the person who is feeling it.  I can feel all the lust-filled
desires, brimming with perversion and...  and...  " She shuddered with an
orgasm and dropped her head.  Her black hair flowed over her face, hiding
it.

   "Captain," Paris whispered, "she did this before.  I think she means
herself, Captain."

   Janeway waved him silent and turned to the man on the screen.  "Stick
around.  Its about to get more interesting, whoever you are."

   Almost on cue, the lift doors slid open and Kes entered.  She was
completely naked and her blond hair was a sheen of sweat.  The ensign
looked at her angrily and folded her hands across her chest.  Kes ignored
her and stood next to Janeway.  Janeway idly cupped a breast with her hand,
pinching the nipple.  Kes closed her eyes and moaned.

   "On the ground," she told Kes and Kes jumped to do so.  She was on all
fours just as the alien on the screen leaned forward with interest.  A few
others joined him behind the chair.  Men and women watched.

   "Paris," Janeway said.  "Get over here." Paris stood beside her and
glanced down at Kes.  She was moving back and forth in a state of need and
desire.  A few times she almost cried out.  Her pussy was soaking and she
was sure that Paris could see from where he stood.  So could the aliens.

   "Strip," Janeway commanded and Paris faltered for a moment.  He looked
in her eyes but she did not turn away.  She had won and Paris stripped off
his shorts.  He paused a moment then slid them down slowly, teasing.  Kes
whimpered when his thick cock sprang out.  It was already semi-hard and Kes
wanted it in her mouth - her pussy - anywhere.

   An alien woman from the view screen whistled appreciatively.

   Janeway smiled when he was done.  All eyes were on her now as she took a
step closer.  One hand lashed out and cupped Paris' balls in her hand.  She
began caressing them and Paris responded.  He moaned softly and squirmed in
her hand.  Her smile grew and she suddenly gripped tighter.  Paris closed
his eyes and his erection shrank.

   "This is how I have you," Janeway whispered to him.  "Understand?" Paris
could only nod.  Pain was evident on his face.  "You're mine.  If I tell
you to do something, you do it.  Understand?  Good.  If I tell you to jerk
off, you'll do it willingly and enjoy it." Paris' dick got harder, it grew
a little.  "If I tell you to spank yourself you'll do that too.  If I tell
you to fuck yourself in the ass, you'll do that." With that she slipped her
other hand around and teased Paris' asshole.  He moaned and his penis
jerked in her hand, fully erect by this time.

   Chakotay's watched with interest at what was happening.  The Betazoid
woman watched too, one hand gently stroking her pussy the other pinched her
nipple.  She felt the sexual excitement and shame that Paris felt, at least
a sliver of it and she shivered.

   Janeway shoved a finger in all the way to the second knuckle and Paris
jerked, his breath coming in spurts.  "You like that, don't you?" Paris
turned red but said nothing.  Kes whimpered on the ground.  She was tempted
to touch herself but knew Janeway would be mad.

   "If I ever catch this kind of behavior on the bridge, while you're on
duty," Janeway said, stopping her stroking of Paris' cock.  "I'll strap
something on and take this little cherry myself."

   With that, Paris erupted all over the ground.  It kept coming out in
spurts.  He moaned and moved against Janeway's finger, fucking it.
Finally, his orgasm subsided and he could breathe again.

   Chakotay's was hard again and he reached down and grabbed the Betazoid
woman.  She was on the verge of an orgasm anyway, from all the emotions she
was experiencing.  When Chakotay's put her on his prick, she jumped up and
down on it with glee.  His prick was slick with her juices.  She screamed a
little every time she took it all the way out and then slammed back on it
again.

   "Paris," Janeway said.  "Clean that up." Paris fell to his knees, face
to face with Kes, and began to lick up his cum.  Kes watched and dripped
with excitement at seeing a man do this.  By the time Paris was done, he
was rock hard again.

   "Alright, people," Janeway said.  "One last fling and then its back to
work." She grabbed the blond ensign Paris had been chasing and pulled her
to face.  Janeway kissed her deeply, felt the woman's body respond against
her.  Janeway pulled the slip all the way down her shoulders as they were
still kissing and let it fall to the ground.  The ensign's blond pussy came
into view, matte with her juices.

   Kes could not stand it any more and pushed Paris to the ground.  He fell
on his back, exhausted.  Kes crawled over to him and took his cock in her
mouth.  Paris bucked against her, whimpering.  She pulled all the way out,
licked it with her tongue and quickly engulfed it again.  With one hand she
jerked the shaft with her other she played with his balls.  Paris began
moving his legs, squirming again.

   The Betazoid screamed and came on Chakotay's's prick.  She gushed all
down his leg and made a puddle on the floor.  Chakotay's grunted loudly and
the Betazoid jumped off.  She knelt down and took his dick in her mouth
just as he exploded.  She tasted his semen and her own pussy as the cock
spurted in her mouth.  She tried to swallow it all but some escaped her
lips.

   Janeway frantically pulled off her uniform as she fingered the blond
ensign.  They were still passionately kissing.  The ensign broke away and
savagely pulled off the rest of Janeway's clothes.  Soon she was naked and
the ensign quickly sucked on Janeway's breast.  Janeway moaned as the blond
sucked and pushed two fingers in the girl's pussy.  The ensign gurgled
behind Janeway's breast and humped her hand excitedly.

   Janeway had enough and pushed her to the ground, on her back.  Janeway
sat on her face, pushing her pussy into it.  She felt the ensign's hot
tongue almost immediately so she ground her pussy into her mouth.  The
ensign spread Janeway's cheeks with her hands and tongued her hot ass hole.
Janeway gasped and jumped at the feeling.  "Kes," Janeway said, between
gasps.  "Get on Paris' face!"

   Kes did so and Paris immediately began licking for all he was worth.
Kes came right there, in front of them all, just from the first lash.  She
brought her knees together and curled her toes.  Paris did not stop,
though. She squirmed on his tongue but stayed on his face.  Soon she was
close to coming again.

   Janeway said, "Paris, jerk off while you do it.  I want to see you make
yourself cum.  I want EVERYONE to see it."

   Paris immediately complied.  He started slowly from the top of the head
and wrapped his hand around it.  Then in long, hot, strokes he jerked his
prick up and down.

   The ensign now had two fingers in Janeway ass while she tongued her
pussy.  Janeway was ready to cum but she wanted to see Paris cum first.
She wanted to watch that.

   Soon Paris was humping his own hand.  "Paris," Janeway yelled.  "Put a
finger in your ass."

   Paris slid his hand under his ass cheek and paused at the hole.  With
two fingers he spread the cheek apart.  As Janeway watched she could feel
herself going over the edge.  Would he really do it?  His other hand jerked
faster on his cock, almost a blur.  He quickly put the finger all the way
in, to the knuckle and began bucking up and down.  It was too much for him
and he began to shoot globs of cum in the air while he screamed into Kes'
cunt.  Kes came again and so did Janeway while they both watched.  Janeway
knew she would have fun with Paris in the future.

   A loud moan came over the viewer.  They looked up and saw that two of
the aliens were fucking on the screen.  The both had an orgasm at the exact
same time while watching the finish of the orgy.

   Janeway crawled of the ensign, who was still in a wild state of sexual
excitation.  Janeway matted her hair and put her hands on her hips.

   "I want everyone dressed and back to work.  We have a job to do," she
said.  "Kes I want to see you and this ensign in my ready room." She walked
across the bridge and slipped into her ready room without looking back.
Kes and the ensign rushed to follow...

   "Captain's Log, supplemental.  With the realization that we have left
S-Space for good, I can no longer indulge in every whim that comes along.
We still have to find a way home.  I promised this crew that much.

   Things have drifted back to normal.  As normal as can be now, anyway.
Morale is back to normal and the crew is responding well to the work they
have to do.  Every once in a while, though, things get out of hand....."





   The End ********

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



   Pussy Willow

   End of part 4 end of episode 1 Read episode 2: "Lost & Found" parts
1-5!!!  WARNING: THE FOLLOWING STORY CONTAINS SEX!  (OH MY!) IF YOU DON'T
LIKE SEX, DON'T READ THIS STORY (AND GET HELP- QUICK!).  This particular
part contains Ff, anal, & mast.

   ************************************************

   STAR TREK: VOYAGER, episode #2 "Lost & Found"



   By: Scatwoman ************************************************ 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 enormous phallus
into her rectum.  Janeway shuddered with delight, caused by both Kes' anal
peril and Kes' lips and tongue eagerly devouring her pussy juices.

   "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 intoxicating 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 Bullmule, sliding her cunt lips 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 shrieks 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 dilated 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-fucked her and fingered herself.  The entire time, the two women kept
their eyes locked in each 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
mischievously 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 promptly 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 life form on
board had been knocked unconscious 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 inefficient, 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, "Transporter Room, lock on to the shuttle
occupant and beam him directly to Sickbay!"

   The transporter chief 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, embarrassed.  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
Holodoctor 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
Kathryn 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 Lieutenant Tasha Yar, of the starship Enterprise", the blonde
woman responded.



   * * *

   End Teaser- title music and cool model shots, To be continued in Part 2!

   Please send comments, suggestions, whatever, to Scatwoman@aol.com

   **********************************************

   STAR TREK: VOYAGER, episode #2 "Lost & Found"



   By: Scatwoman ************************************************* 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.

   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 Holodoctor'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 wasn'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 ridiculous!" 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 panty line 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 wart hog, 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 protruding 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.

   "Lieutenant?  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 parallel 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 embarrassment- I had Te'Don pussy whipped 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, Tasha,"Janeway said,"but I'm afraid
you're not quite back home yet.  First of all, you traveled 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 interrupted, "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 crotch and massaging it.  Tasha
moaned in ecstasy.  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...



   * * * End Part 2, cut to commercials.  Next in Part 3: Torres and Tasha!
Janeway's new kink!  Don't change that dial!

   Please send comments, suggestions, whatever, to Scatwoman@aol.com



   This is parts 3 and 4 of my latest episode.  I couldn't include parts 1
and 2 due to anon size limitations, but they have already been posted.  The
following is a slight revision of 3 and the BRAND-SPANKIN'-NEW part 4!
Enjoy...

   STANDARD COMPREHENSIVE DISCLAIMER:

   WARNING: THE FOLLOWING STORY CONTAINS SEX!  (OH MY!) IF YOU DON'T LIKE
SEX, DON'T READ THIS STORY (AND GET HELP- QUICK!).  This particular episode
contains Ff, anal, mast., well, hell, just about everything!
Also note that this story contains sexual practices that are considered
unsafe.  Keep in mind that the characters in this story can have this kind
of sex since in the 24th century, they've cured all diseases (including

STD's)!

   Most of the names and characters in this story are somewhat similar
(okay, VERY similar) to characters owned by Paramount, but this is just a
coincidence- I'm sure Paramount understands and will graciously not sue my
ass off for having a little harmless fun.  But just in case, let's not let
them know about this, shall we?

   ************************************************

   STAR TREK: VOYAGER, episode #2 "Lost & Found"



   By: Scatwoman ************************************************ 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 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 cunt lips.  Tasha
shook violently with the first touch as Torres teased her with her fingers.

   Tasha was so hot that she had to consciously 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 Tiger pit.  "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 unintelligibly.



   * * *

   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 there 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 cunt juices.  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 under used 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
shrieked 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 orgasm ed three times before Commander Chakotay came
in.

   "So, B'Elanna, I see you've made Lt.  Yar feel like one of the crew
already?" he said as he stood silhouetted 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 surprised.  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 illogical 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 exclaimed 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 cheeks wide and licked her dark brown
asshole, prepping it for Chakotay's cock with her tongue.  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, reveling in the pungent taste of her insides.

   "Tasha, what are you- OHHhhhh," Torres moaned with delight as she sucked
Tasha's pussy with anticipation 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
intelligible moan 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 exhilarating!  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,
moaning 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 fiercely and she built up to
the most powerful orgasms 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 shrieked 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
thoroughly exhausted 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 episode "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 gigolo."

   "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
understand.

   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 recipes 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!



   * * *

   To be continued in part 4!

   Okay, so I lied about Janeway's kink being in this part- I got a little
carried away with the Torres-Tasha scene.  Will you forgive me?  I PROMISE
next time: Janeway and Kinky Kes!

   As always, send any comments, requests, stories, whatever, to
Scatwoman@aol.com I always answer the mail I get.

   ____________________________________________ AUTHOR's NOTE: I feel
compelled to tell you that this part is a little raunchier than the other
parts, so if those were too much for you...  TOUGH!  Well, RED ALERT!!!
You have been warned!  Resistance is futile, you will be assimilated...
okay, I'll shut up now.  ________________________________________

   ******************************************

   STAR TREK: VOYAGER, episode #2 "Lost & Found"



   By: Scatwoman ************************************************ 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 Committee.

   "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 noticeable 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 taste buds 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 recipes 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
distractedly. Torres was no Betazoid, but she could tell the big Indian was
uncomfortable.  "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 behavior, 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' shoulder straps, 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 etiquette 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 from
Janeway.

   "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
tongue 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 cunt
lips.  Janeway moaned lightly and shuddered.  Kes saw the goose bumps
forming up and down Janeway's arms.  She continued running her soft lips
along Janeway's sensitive swollen mound, then finally applied her tongue.
She flattened her tongue 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 tongue 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 suppress a soft moan every now and then.  She was
surprised Kes and Janeway didn't hear her, but she was sure the two were
thoroughly 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' over-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 overpoweringly, 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 thoroughly degraded
and thoroughly exhausted.

   Tasha was turned on as hell and attacked Kes' mouth with her own before
the little Ocampa could swallow the last mouthful of Janeway's urine.
Tasha drank the leftover from Kes' mouth and proceeded to French-kiss her
roughly, reveling 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 obviously 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 positioned her 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.
Whereas 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 tongue around her mouth for the camera, tasting the
strong urine with every part of her tongue.  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 synthahol and was surprised 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.



   * * *

   Continued in part 5...

   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".
Next: Torres and Marlin have a little fun with Kim!
As usual, let me know what you think, I answer all my mail...

Scatwoman@aol.com

   ____________________________________________ AUTHOR's NOTE: I feel
compelled to tell you that this part is a little raunchier than the other
parts, so if those were too much for you...  TOUGH!  Well, RED ALERT!!!
You have been warned!  Resistance is futile, you will be assimilated...
okay, I'll shut up now.  ___________________________________________

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   STAR TREK: VOYAGER, episode #2 "Lost & Found"


By: Scatwoman
Part 5 0f 5 (FF/m, anal, oral, D/s, trans)
**********************************************
_____________________________________________ Author's Note: Sorry this
last part has taken so long, I had tons of end-of-the-semester work to do,
but the summer's here and I can't afford summer session tuition this year,

so you should be seeing more of the "Voyager Uncensored" series soon!

   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 "Cathexis".
__________________________________________________ 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 brief 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 house guests
to show them how well they're son is doing in Star Fleet!" Torres giggled
evilly.

   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 performance 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 knocking (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 nervously.

   "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, brushing 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 his 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 disintegrator.  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 forcefulness.  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 cartilage of his nose.  Then
it came.  It shot out of her cock like a fire hose 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 noticeably 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 obediently and Marlin and Torres grinned sadistically at his
compliance.  They picked him up and stripped off his clothes, then laid him
on the bed on his back.

   "Okay," Torres said, "Let's get started!"

   Kim groaned in misery/pleasure and had forgotten 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
recipes?!  So Marlin's cum was really Kim's (he thought he'd recognized the
taste!), and Torres' was just a pink and slightly modified version of the
same!  Marlin and Torres had even managed to simulate penile sensations by
having the computer actually use transporters to give them REAL penises in
place of their normal anatomy (much like the Doctor replicated Neelix's
lungs, they would not work outside of the holodeck, though).  In all, it
was an elaborate set-up and a lot of trouble to go through, but it was
worth it to them.  They had waited until Kim fell asleep and then has Seska
transport him into the holoversion of his room while he was asleep (which
explained the missing cumspot).

   Kim was confused.  He knew he was coerced into the situation, but that
didn't explain the excited condition of his penis throughout the
proceedings.  He himself had had three orgasms!  How could he deny the fact
that he enjoyed it, yet it shamed him more than he could bear.  He had a
lot of thinking to do, but the foremost though on his mind now was Torres
and her holomovie.  It had turned out that this Romulan they had met was
from twenty years in the past, and so they weren't going to be able to go
back with him after all.  This was the wormhole Tasha had come through,
and, unfortunately, it was still a portal to twenty years ago.  However,
they WERE going to send their messages along.  Kim sat on the bridge as the
Romulan was in the transporter room being sent off by the Captain and
Tuvok. Torres approached him.

   "Voyager to Kim, come in?" Torres said.

   Kim realized he'd been spacing out and came around, "Uh..  hi...  Look,
Torres, I realize that the whole thing about sending my parents the holo
was just an excuse to get me to join in with you and Marlin, but-"

   "Oh, that was no excuse, I sent it!" Torres said calmly.

   "Wha- you WHAT!?!" Kim nearly jumped out of his chair.  Only he wasn't
sitting in a chair because his ass hurt too much.

   "Yeah, and the one I made on the holodeck, too." Torres said with
complete confidence.

   "No- no, you- you WOULDN'T!" Kim was absolutely petrified, "but you
said, you said you wouldn't if I-..."

   "I ALSO said to be prompt, and you were 5 minutes late, Tiger!" she said
and she gave him a slap on the ass.

   Before Kim could respond, Tuvok and Janeway came on the bridge and
announced that the Romulan did not survive to the current time, according
to Tuvok's research, and that meant their messages would not make it to
their families, unfortunately.  Kim was the only crew member that was happy
about this.  Torres turned to him and Kim stopped smiling.

   "Oh well," she said," I'll just have to think of an ALTERNATIVE
punishment for you." she winked as she slapped him on the ass and entered
the turbolift.

   T H E

   E N D!

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   VOYAGER Uncensored #2 "Lost & Found" by Scatwoman.  Well, thank you for
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mention the previous four-part episode "S-Space".  If you want them, and
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