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SNIPPETS OF SEVEN CHAPTER 10
ONE 3/3
15th SEPTEMBER 2011
AUTHOR'S NOTES
'This' means someone is thinking- their thoughts.
Horizontal ruler (a line across the page) means page breaks or large time skips.
-X- are small time skips.
The third and final chapter in the ONE trilogy, this chapter features rough sex, Humiliation, Object Insertion, Bondage and many other weird things...
DISCLAIMER; I do not own Star Trek: Voyager, Seven of Nine, or any of the characters that have appeared in any of the Star Trek franchise. This is non-profit- I am making no money from this.

SO7 PART 3 (ROUGH SEX)
"Aaaaaahhh! What?"
Seven suddenly found the violent Captain gone and she was in a very different part of the ship. She was fully clothed again, except her clothes had changed; she was in the silver outfit she had worn when she first became a member of Voyagers crew. A hand grabbed her roughly and pulled her around face to face; Ensign Harry Kim.
Violently, he shoved her against a cargo container.
Showing none of the modesty and decency of the real Harry Kim he played with her boobs with one hand, her hair with the other. With aggression the real Ensign Kim would never be capable of, he tore the clothing covering her breasts away exposing her again.
His fingers invaded her clothing through the tear, roughly, they moved down to her stomach and stopped at her crotch to play with her there.
Still roughly manipulating her lower body the false Kim pulled her across the cargo bay. He got behind her and roughly bent her over a crate. He slapped her ass with his free hand a few times. Still stuck inside her body, his right fingers began thrusting hard and fast.
He pulled her back by the hair and roughly pushed her to the floor. Without giving her a chance to get back up he then shoved her into a bulkhead. He forced his crotch into her face blocking her vision so the frightened blond saw only the black of his uniform.
Kim tore more pieces off Seven's clothing and crammed the material into Seven's mouth gagging her with the rags.
As she struggled not to choke Seven was pulled up by the hair, dragged across the cargo bay and forced to bend over another cargo container.
Kim forced his pants and underwear down. He held her arms behind her and penetrated her roughly. Muffled by the makeshift gag, the horrified blond cried out, her ass jiggled as flesh collided...
If Seven was able to think around what was happening to her she might think; 'There has to be a pattern to this...'
There was; reality had come undone and she was now jumping all over the ship being molested by her crewmates one at a time;
-X-
Seven stood bent over a table, her arms restrained behind her back by Starfleet standard security manacles. Seven looked over her shoulder and saw Lt Commander Tuvok pick up a compression phaser rifle. 'Is he going to kill me? Or stun me?'
The Vulcan did neither; Seven's mouth opened so wide it nearly unhinged as the phaser rifle was pushed inside her body, past her vaginal opening and deeper into her body towards her womb. Deeper and deeper the weapon went causing Seven's belly to distend as she was unnaturally and unsafely filled to bursting point by the dangerous weapon.
She clenched her eyes shut, her teeth grit as she tried to think past the pain and discomfort and not about what would happen if the weapon was fired, even on stun, while inside her sexual regions...
-X-
"Ahh!"
Seven cried out as she felt herself being driven down face first into something hard and cold; the briefing table of Voyagers Briefing room. She was face and stomach down, her arms were crossed behind her back, long legs wrapped around a male waist as Commander Chakotay drove into her at bone crushing speed. The rest of Voyagers senior staff were seated around the table watching as Seven was rubbed back and forth across the table by Chakotay's powerful thrusts into her body.
Her face and chest hurt as she was violently powered across the very uncomfortable table, her breasts felt squashed and like they would tear off, her wrists felt bruised and that circulation was completely cut off...
-X-
In the Holdeck, the program that recreated the real life cafe Chez Sandrine, Seven of Nine lay on a pool table having billiard balls inserted into her body. They were clearly using more than the allocated set and they had pushed so many balls into Seven's body that her belly had expanded almost making her look like she was pregnant. If that wasn't obscene and unhealthy enough one of the Holodeck characters was pumping in and out of Seven's ass with a pool cue- wooden and blunted, but to Seven it felt as sharp as a knife...
-X-
In the Mess Hall, Seven's almost glazed over eyes noted that she was lying lengthways on a table.
For the next several minutes Seven was penetrated with various cone, egg and tube shaped shaped foods she had seen in Neelix's kitchen but never cared to learn their names.
The Talaxian chef Neelix was her tormentor now; he pushed fruits, vegetables and roots up between her legs into her womb, up her ass, and past her lips into her throat, up her nostrils and even in her ears. The foods were painfully hot, uncomfortably cold, sometimes smooth, sometimes rough and felt like they were grasping and tearing at her body.
She just lay there as an entire kitchen of foodstuffs were jammed into her...
-X-
In Sickbay, Seven of Nine lay on a biobed, her violated body being held down by straps as the Doctor, with a selection of sex toys, went to work on her body...
-X-
Seemingly broken Seven lay on the Astrometrics Lab platform with the false crew standing over her. The wraparound holographic display showed multiple images of the blond being defiled in countless ways;
Wrapped from head to toe in shiny black, latex-like material covering her whole body except for her tits and ass which were being whipped by unseen males...
Seven strung up from the ceiling and being whipped while forced to give a blowjob while upside down...
Seven in a bizarre animal costume being dragged around on a leash...
The crew took turns jerking off into Seven's head and face while others held her steady.
"SEVEN"
That shout shattered the world around her. Seven of Nine found herself laid out on the floor of a corridor- alone.
"Seven. You didn't check in on schedule. Are you alright?"
Seven looked down at the state of her body; she had ripped open her clothing exposing her breasts and crotch.
'There was no attack-no depraved crewmembers- only me-I'd done this- why did I imagine violent intercourse with my fellow crewmembers?'
"Seven! Are you alright?"
"No... no. I am not alright..."
She got up and staggered away, horrified and ashamed of what had just happened...

END SNIPPETS OF SEVEN PART 3 AND WHOLE ONE SAGA
AUTHORS NOTES
This is the third and final of the ONE chapters of Snippets of Seven. The story Snippets Of Seven will continue after this.
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