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SNIPPETS OF SEVEN CHAPTER 9 ONE PART 2/3
7th 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 second of the ONE trilogy, this chapter features female/female sex, BDSM and violence. 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 2 (FEMSLASH, BDSM)
Seven of Nine suddenly found herself standing upright. In Engineering, staring at the Warp Core. 'The hallucinations...? They've stopped...' She breathed a sigh of relief and almost smiled. "Wrong." Seven turned in shock and saw B'elanna Torres standing before her. Naked. Seven then realised she herself was naked; even the shreds of clothing the false crew left were gone. Seven shook her head, her shoulder length blond hair flowed loose with it. "No... this-" She was cut off by B'elanna violently slapping her to the floor. The Klingon/Human hybrid leapt on top of the fallen blond, straddling her and forcing her hands above her head. "What-" Seven couldn't even finish the frightened sentence. B'elanna looked Seven over, smiled maniacally, then dived down to kiss her on the mouth, Seven spluttered and cried out muffled by B'elanna's mouth. She broke away and the shocked Seven gasped and coughed. B'elanna began pushing back and forth on top of the pinned blond, with their groins connected Seven could impossibly feel the warmth and moisture from the woman. She felt boiling hot. The illusion woman stopped her movement atop Seven. She pulled the frozen blond's hands up to her smaller breasts. Staring up in shock Seven couldn't believe it as her hands acted upon their own and squeezed and poked B'elanna's mounds while the Chief Engineer smiled insanely. B'elanna rode Seven harder, pushing back and forth on top of Seven without disconnecting, pressing and rubbing the blond against the hard, cold Tritanium floor so hard she might have worried about bruising. She released the Borg babes hands and Seven tried to make herself push the aggressively erotic woman off but she couldn't do it. Her body once again wouldn't obey her. Torres bent over and gently bit into Seven's nose, she then kissed her gently while the blond stared ahead in disbelief. The gentle kiss became rough and Seven tasted... 'Strawberries?- That doesn't make sense... none of this makes any sense!' B'elanna pulled away, she grabbed Seven's head by her shoulder length hair and harshly pulled her to her, nuzzling nose to nose, soft, smooth human forehead to reinforced Pseudo-Klingon ridges. Reality around Seven suddenly shifted again. The traumatised blond knew things were going to get worse; even before a strong hand wrapped around her neck. -X- Captain Janeway (or an hallucination in her image) shoved Seven into a bulkhead, her hand tighly wrapped around Seven's slender neck, an ugly look of rage on the brunette's usually attractive face. She stuck her nose in Seven's face hissing insults. She threw Seven to the floor as Seven crashed painfully to the carpeted floor, she realised several things she should have noticed immediately; Seven wasn't quite naked; her arms were held behind her back with straps that looked and felt suspiciously like the material her original dermaplastic garment was made of, her ankles were also held together with the same grey material, something was inside her mouth, she couldn't see it, but testing it with her tongue she could tell it was round, she also felt a tight strap around her cheeks to the back of her head, so she assumed it was what her research into human sexual practices called a ballgag. 'Whatever it was it is holding my jaws open quite uncomfortably... why am I even restrained by bindings? My body doesn't work correctly?' She felt a thick collar around her neck. Twisting painfully, she saw a rope attached that connected to the straps around her wrists and ankles forcing into a kneeling position with her head down, her ass in the air and unable to move in any meaningful way. Janeway kicked Seven in the stomach knocking her onto her back, she put her foot on Seven's stomach holding her steady. Looking up in fear Seven saw... Captain Janeway with her pants off and a bizarre device that looked strikingly like a human penis strapped around her waist. Seven recognised the instrument as a false phallus, a strap-on dildo. Coldly looking down on her, she showed her an object in her hands; yet another instrument from the practice of sexuality; a whip- it didn't look like one designed to seriously wound or control animals, but for Sadomasochistic practices. Janeway raised it above her head. Seven closed her eyes in fear. She felt something strike her breasts with the sharpness of a knife. As her eyes flew open, Seven couldn't keep in a muffled cry of pain. Helpless, Seven watched as her Captain lashed her all over her breasts, insulting her in between every stroke; calling her a failure, weak of mind and body, sick in the head that she knew of the depraved sexual practices being implemented on her... Even though she had control of her body back Seven could do nothing to stop the beating, her bondage and position made it impossible for her to do anything more than squirm beneath the illusionary captain's boot. -X- Without warning the whipping stopped, Seven felt the foot taken off her stomach. Before she could do anything, Seven was harshly kicked over onto stomach, she hissed in pain as her bruised breasts were squashed against the carpeted floor. A boot came crashing down on her back between her shoulder blades driving her into the floor. A familiar sharp pain struck her on her ass; the whip that had just tormented her chest was now being used against her bottom, again Seven tried to escape but the restraints and the harsh boot on her back were too strong, all she could was lay on the floor with her tortured breasts and face rubbing the ground as her ass was attacked all over the merciless captain and her whip. Eventually the Captain dropped the whip in front of Seven's face, tears were forming in Seven's eyes, drool from around her gag pooled at her chin. Seven, now completely lost in the sick illusion, had no doubt that her breasts and buttocks had suffered severe muscular damage. Janeway kicked Seven in the stomach knocking her onto her back and ass, then kicked her over again back onto her hands and knees. Dizzied with pain and fatigue Seven had no idea what was next, only that this horror wasn't going to end. She saw the short brunette kneel behind her. Felt cold hands on her hips. Then felt enormous pain as the Captain pushed forward, forcing the large, strap-on dildo into Seven's traumatised body. Seven cried out and thrashed uselessly in her restraints as the hard, rubber object violated her, stretching her body wider than it was supposed to open. "You like that?" The Captain taunted as she carelessly forced more of her fake cock into the restrained Cyborgs body. Seven felt a firm grip on her wide hips pulling her back the as the brutal Captain pushed herself forward invading her. Seemingly without warning, her captor began pulling the false phallus almost all the way out, then pushing it back in violently, she did this at a steadily increasing speed, to the point where the two women's thighs slapping together made a sound almost as loud as Seven's gasping and crying around the gag still holding her mouth wide open. Seven felt like her vagina were going to be shredded, that the organs in her lower body would soon rupture, that her implants would explode and even her bones would shatter as the evil woman pounding in and out of her body continuing reaming her. Seven knew the woman violating her had no concern for her health, and was certain she would continue assaulting her in this fashion until she died from the internal bleeding she was no doubt suffering. Instead, the brunette orgasmed, spraying warm liquid onto Seven's bottom and thighs. All Seven could do was unleash a muffled scream of agony... -X- Seven felt herself being released from her restraints. "Crawl over to me." The Captain demanded as she stroked the strap-on cock like it was a real cock she was trying to bring to release. Frightened, Seven obeyed, stopping on her hands and knees right in front of the sitting and naked woman. Quick as a viper, Janeway grabbed Seven's head and forced the dildo into her mouth. Seven choked around the thing. Janeway reached back and slapped Seven's ass (the taller blond's head was trapped between her legs). Pulling by the hair, she yanked Seven off the fake cock and up to her face, she licked Seven's face. "You are a sickening, disappointment, you know that?" She yelled in Seven's ear at a near deafening pitch. She forced Seven onto her knees turning away from her, she put her hands on Seven's ass, pulling the still deeply bruised globes apart. "AAAAAHHHHH!" Seven screamed in agony as the huge plastic cock stabbed straight into her ass. Without any preparation or warning for Seven of Nine, the false Captain began fucking her in the ass with the plastic false cock. The blond screamed in pain and horror- even with the tortures employed on her that day, she'd never felt anything like this before. Seven's lose blond locks flew everywhere as the punishing tempo went on and on, creating sweat and tears from the impaled woman. -X- Afterwards (after Seven felt that her captor had stabbed up into her colon) Janeway forced Seven to suck the dildo that had just been inside her anal passage while continuing to berate her. "You're a freak, a weak, perverted whore. How does it taste? I bet you like it." In fact the taste was truly awful.END SO7 PART 2
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