An Ensign's Fantasies

by Cindy

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© Copyright 2009 - Cindy - Used by permission

Storycodes: M+/f; kidnap; bond; slave; sex; oral; anal; vr; fantasy; nc; X

Part 1

The following narrative is that of a retired Starfleet commander.  At his request he will remain anonymous and all names used throughout are changed to protect the innocent (and/or guilty). 

On my first exploratory voyage, my programming staff was augmented by a fresh graduate from Starfleet Academy, Ensign Diana Brightlove.  Diana was a beautiful human female; she was everything a human male could want, at least any heterosexual male like myself.  Her snug fitting Starfleet uniform showed off D cup breasts, a beautiful round ass and long legs for such a petite girl.  On her first day aboard I received merciless kidding at lunch about hiring "the only pinup model in Starfleet".  

However she was not only eye candy, but very bright and contributed a great deal in her work.  Having a brand new star ship, we had been blessed (or cursed) with state of the art computer equipment and programming.  All of my staff were working extra hours to clean up the systems.  After her first month with us, she had my full confidence in her work and I was willing to give her a share of priority projects.  One task I had given her was to clean up several glitches in the holodeck facilities.  She had so well mastered those, that I gave her full responsibility for all holodeck functions.  

A few weeks later I was reviewing computer storage use and found her personal libraries contained quite a few programs.  Curiosity got the better of me and I tried reading some of her holodeck program code.  She had written it in K++, the latest programming tools available.  Since she was the only one familiar with it, I had her tutoring the rest of us but I wasn't proficient enough to follow it yet. 

Still curious, I copied over Diana1001 into my own library and finding an hour open on the schedule for that evening, I reserved it for myself as personal time.  At my scheduled time I entered holodeck 3 donned a VR helmet and commanded,"Computer run Diana1001." 

From behind, I was shoved out the door, stumbling against a hovercar in the dark alley.  Though my mind registered the click of a door being locked, I turned back to the door.  Something was wrong with my feet.  Looking down I realized I was dressed in a white strapless evening gown.  A beautiful big pair of tits appeared to be trying to escape.  Just below the hem I could see my problem.  I was wearing a pair of high heeled sandals.  Before I could fully comprehend what was happening, a hand was clamped over my mouth and my arms were pulled behind me and my wrists were bound together.  The hand over my mouth was taken away but left tape behind sealing my mouth.  A hood or bag was settled over my head.   I was half carried , half pulled into the hovercar.  Rolled over onto my stomach, someone sat on my legs and quickly bound my ankles together.  As the hovercar lifted and moved off, I struggled ineffectual and was told, "Just take it easy girl so you don't hurt yourself.  We're just taking you to the party."

I tried to relax and take stock of my situation.  My tits were crushed under me and I was concerned that with my hips flat against the floor, I couldn't feel my penis.  In my time before I joined Starfleet, I had indulged in crossdressing and self bondage, fantasizing about being forced into women's clothing.  But all of that had been abandoned when Starfleet Academy notified me of my acceptance in their next class.  Perhaps I could just enjoy this kidnap scenario that Ensign Brightlove had built. 

When the hovercar stopped and settled, I was picked up, put over somebody's shoulder and carried inside a building.  I was set down on my stomach, the hood was pulled off and I was told, "Stay still."  Someone took hold of my hair and I realized it had to be very long as it was divided and braided into two pigtails to either side of my head.  My wrists were released but my arms were held behind me and bound again with my hands bound to the opposing elbows.  My ankles were also released but had some sort of cuffs put on and clipped together.  The zipper of my gown was pulled down, I was rolled over on my back and the gown was pulled off.  I saw the big tits seemed very real and now were bare enough to show a very prominent pair of nipples.  A hook was lowered from a ceiling winch and attached to my ankle cuffs.  As it slowly started up again, I could only watch amazed to see how I was dressed.  First in sight were the shoes I had seen before, high heeled sandals strapped and buckled at the ankle, then dark stockings clipped to a white corset which only lifted my tits without covering them.  A skimpy pair of white panties showed no bulge and I could only wonder what I had between my legs. 

When I was high enough to swing freely off the bench I had been on, it was pushed against a wall.  I saw a pair of legs move in front and a pair of hands started playing with my tits.  A warm feeling started building in my belly.  When he lightly pinched my nipples and rolled them in his fingers it was like a pleasant electric shock went through my chest, belly and between my legs.  I  could feel wetness between my legs. 

After a few pleasant moments like that my gag was pulled off.  His hand pulled down the zipper of his fly and he pulled out his cock pushing it in my face.  

"Open up girl.  We can do this the easy way or the hard way." 

I could enjoy being a girl but taking a cock in my mouth was just too much.  I resolutely kept my mouth clamped shut.

"OK, you're not going to like this."

He stepped away, coming back with something in his hands that I didn't recognize.  He reached up into my panties and pushed something in me.  Now I knew I had a vagina.  Actually his hand in my panties was very pleasant as he touched the lips and brushed a sensitive spot I assumed was a clitoris.  He pressed a button on a control in his hand and my pussy received a horrible painful shock.  

"Computer end program!"  Nothing happened.  Again, "COMPUTER END PROGRAM!"

Still nothing.  With a second shock I was ready to scream.  "Yes! Yes, I'll do it."  

"That's a good girl.  Put your tongue out and lick it."

It wasn't as bad as I thought.  I managed to lick his cockhead until he pushed it in my mouth.  "Now suck on it.  There that's good."  I sucked as he slowly went  back and forth an inch or so.  Then he grabbed my hair braids, pulling me forward until his cock was pushed all the way to my throat.  I thought I was going to choke.  I felt his cock pulse against my tongue and then he was cumming into my throat.  I tried to swallow, but upside down, I couldn't manage very well.  I was relieved when he let go of my hair and he was away from my throat.  I could feel cum coming back down in my mouth. 

He told me, "Lick it clean."  I tongued it and sucked as I best I could.  "Do you think you'd like a drink to wash that down?"  With his cock still in my mouth all I could do was nod.  He pulled out and went away.  I could feel some of his cum dripping down my face.  He came back with a bottle of beer.  He lifted me enough to get my head up and held it to my mouth.  I gulped the whole bottle  greedily hoping to get the feel of his cum out of my mouth.  He reached up to pat my crotch and said, "We'll just leave that in there so you'll remember to be a good girl.  We've got a big crowd in for the party and they'll all want a piece of you.  There's already a line.  I'll start sending them in now." 

For an interminable time I suffered one cock after another being stuffed in my mouth.  I was forced to take all kinds; small cocks and big cocks, some with only drops of cum and others with loads that filled my mouth.  Some had sweet tastes but some tasted horrible.  A couple lowered me on the winch and squeezed my tits around their cocks pumping away until they shot cum all over my tits.  I got that funny feeling in my stomach when my tits were played with, especially the nipples but the ones who slapped them hard just hurt.  One came in with a bottle of beer he pressed to my mouth.  When I couldn't swallow and the beer just drooled out he said, "If you don't like that maybe you'll like it someplace else."  He pushed the crotch of my panties aside, turned the bottle up and pushed it in my pussy.  While he proceeded to fuck my mouth I could feel the beer draining into me and start dripping out.  I had a feeling like an itch in my pussy but neither the beer nor the bottle did anything to alleviate it.  

Eventually I felt relief on hearing a familiar voice, "How's my girl doing?  Oh hell, who did that?"  He reached up and pulled the bottle out, releasing more beer to trickle down the crack of my ass.  He put his fingers in my pussy and wiggled them around.  He stopped, let me down till his face was above my crotch, pulled my panties up to my stocking tops and fiddled some more in my pussy.  His playing in my pussy felt so good it was driving me crazy.  I tried to squeeze his fingers inside me.  He finally got a grip on the shocker and pulled it out.  "I hope this isn't ruined.  Would you like a beer?"   

I croaked out, "Please."  I would take anything to get the cum taste out of my mouth.   He left returning shortly with a bottle.  He set it down, said, "You deserve a break."  He started the winch to lower me down.  Holding me by the shoulders he let me down so my feet were on the floor, then helped me to stand straight.  I was surprised that I had to look up to him.  My body was apparently completely modeled on that of Ensign Brightlove including her petite height.  He held the bottle to my mouth, Lifting my head to drink, the high heels and bound ankles and arms were too much and I lost my balance.  He caught me with an arm around my shoulders and asked. "Are you OK?"  

In anger, I thought of course I was OK.  I had been kidnapped, stripped, used and abused.  My ankles were bound together, my shoulders ached from my arms being bound, my mouth tasted like a garbage pit, my face and chest were covered with sticky drying cum, my eyes were almost stuck shut, I couldn't breathe through my nose blocked with cum, I was standing here bare assed with my tits and pussy hanging out.  I'd been humiliated and degraded hung up like a piece of meat upside down swinging in the air forever.  I couldn't say if it was Stockholm Syndrome or I just wanted to please him so he might finger my pussy some more.  I simply mumbled, "I'm OK." and rested my head against his chest while he continued helping me drink. 

When I had finished the bottle he picked me up and placed me on the padded bench on my back with my head hanging over the edge.  My legs were winched up again, but when my back lifted from the table he pushed a cushion under me then let me down until my legs were only a little higher than my body.  He started pulling my panties back up on my hips but stopped partway.  I gasped as he touched my clit.  I could only moan as he pushed his fingers in my pussy and asked if I liked it.  When he stopped and finished pulling my panties up, I felt my itch had turned to a frustrated ache. 

Within seconds after he left another cock was shoved in my mouth and I was back to sucking.  The beer must have had an effect on me as the rest of the cocksucking went by in a blur.  I came out of my daze when I felt my legs being lowered.  I was pushed around on the bench, rolled over on my belly, then lifted to a kneeling position.  My ankles were released and tied off again to force them to be spread apart.  Straps were put around my knees forcing them wide apart and my head was pushed down to the bench.  My hair braids were pulled back to attach to something so my head was pulled back toward my knees so the top of my head was down on the bench. 

My panties were ripped off and something poked against my rectum.  It was small enough to slip in easily an inch or so until a bigger part of it met resistance.  I felt some pressure and was suddenly filled with something cold and greasy.  I was being lubed and when it was pulled out I knew what was coming next.  Someone knelt between my legs positioned their cock at my rectum and holding my hips forced it in.  It was big enough to hurt but the pain subsided as it was pushed further.  He began a slow rythmn of fucking my ass but soon picked up his pace.  His last push slammed into me hard enough to lift me off the bench and I felt his cum spurting into me.  He withdrew and in a bit someone else knelt behind me.  I almost felt grateful when I felt his cock push into my pussy.  I wanted some relief for my aching pussy.  He only took a few strokes before I felt him cumming.  He slipped out leaving me frustrated.  All my holes had been filled with their cum and I'd had no satisfaction.  After several more screwings in my pussy I felt I was getting closer to an orgasm but I seemed to lose it when I was screwed in the ass again. 

My familiar voice came back again asking, "You doing OK girl? Are you ready for another beer?"  He got my hairbraids detached and helped me kneel upright.  He held a bottle to my mouth and I drank it all.  I couldn't see through the dried cum on my eyes anymore.  I knew I had to look horrible covered with dry cum, kneeling there with cum leaking out of my ass and pussy.  But between the need I felt and the buzz I was getting from the beer I asked, "Will you fuck me, please?"

He put a hand under my tit, lightly hefting it, and touched a finger to my clit.  His touch felt heavenly.  "Getting horny, huh?  Let me get you set up again first. Then I'll see if I can take care of that." 

He released my knees and ankles and arranged me to lie on my side on some sort of rack.  I felt belts pulled over my belly and shoulders pressing the small of my back and shoulders pinned against cold metal.  One ankle was reattached to the winch and pulled up to split my legs wide.  My head was hanging over the edge until some kind of platform was placed to support it.  He laid down in front of me and slid his cock in my pussy.  I hoped he didn't feel it was too sloppy.  It felt so good sliding in and out of me, I could feel an orgasm building.  I knew he was cumming as his thrusts quickened and my own orgasm exploded in me.  If my arms weren't  bound I would have wanted to hold him close, but my whole body felt weak after that explosion. 

When his cock softened and slipped out I felt cum and juices spill onto my leg.  I offered, "Can I clean that for you?"  I opened wide for him to slip his cock in my mouth.  It was flaccid and I was able to suck his whole cock in.  I could feel it was covered with cum but I licked it all.  I held it sucking and licking until he pulled away.  I didn't want him to leave me.  I asked, "Are there many more?"  

"There's still a bunch but you'll be getting them two and three at a time now."  

His last comment stunned me as I realized he had positioned me so that all three holes were available.  I could be fucked in my pussy, ass and mouth all at once.  Shortly someone was in front of me sliding a cock in my pussy, another cock was pushed in my mouth and someone got behind me to stick their cock up my ass.  I was sore all over, inside and out and I felt like crying.  Being fucked in the ass and pussy at the same time was a novel feeling as I could feel the two cocks going past each other like they were dueling.  A slap on my tit and a, "Suck it bitch." reminded me to concentrate on licking and sucking.  The cocks just kept coming, cumming  in my mouth, cumming in my pussy, cumming in my ass.  I felt like I had swallowed gallons of it, and my ass and pussy were sloshing in it. 

Sometime during the night I swallowed one more mouthful and the cock was pulled away.  Somebody was fucking me in the ass and another in my pussy.  The one in my pussy was hitting a sensitive spot and I knew an orgasm was coming.  It built and built until both of them were cumming and I was cumming too.  It hit like an explosion.  I felt my whole body flush, even inside.  It seemed all my muscles spasmed and my toes curled.  I heard moaning and realized it was me.  I thought I was going to pass out.

I heard, "This damn bitch just pissed all over me."  He came around to my mouth, grabbed my braids and roughly pulled my head up to meet his cock.  I closed my mouth around it and felt a torrent rushing into my mouth.  He was pissing in my mouth.  I had to swallow the foul liquid to keep from drowning.  I gagged and coughed, spitting and drooling.  From behind me, I heard, "What  are you doing?"

"The bitch just pissed all over me.  I'm giving her a taste of her own medicine." 

"You ass, she wasn't pissing.  She had a G spot orgasm.  You hit just the right spot in her.  When that happens to a girl, they let go a lot of liquid, but it's not piss. My girlfriend did that a couple of times and she says it's like nothing else in the world. She wishes I could hit it more often."

After that the parade of cocks continued and I continued to be filled up.  It felt like my ass and pussy had cum pouring out.  I was still getting drips and spurts on my face and chest. My tits and nipples had received constant squeezing and pinching. Eventually I became aware that no one had fucked me for a while. I could only hope it was over.   

My familiar voice returned, "You've done a good job girl.  The fundraiser was a great success with your contribution. You deserve some rest. You've been at it for eight hours."

I thought my contribution was to lay here and be gang raped.  Gang rape can't even fit what happened.  I had been the unwilling participant having all my holes stuffed with strange cocks for eight hours.  But I kept my thoughts to myself.

I was released from the belts holding me to the rack and it was removed.  My leg was let down and I raised up to a sitting position.  Another bottle of beer was fed to me, then I was allowed to lie on my back.  Some cushions were placed under my back so I wasn't pressing on my bound arms.  My legs were spread wide and tied off to the sides of the bench. 

"You can rest for the night."  

I had to ask, "And then what?"

"You might have some visitors in the morning or anytime during the day.  You won't get any big crowd before the evening."

"You're saying I have to go through this all again?"

"Yes, we're running our fundraiser for the whole weekend.  I'll leave you to rest now."

He left and turned off the lights.  I could only lie there crying. The last bottle of beer was enough to put me to sleep, but it was a very fitful sleep as I dreamed of being continuously raped. 

I woke in the dark as I felt someone handling my tits and pinching my nipples. He placed himself between my legs and I felt his cock start to push into my pussy. I was too dry for him to slip in easily but he forced his cock in.  

I saw the holodeck clock. It registered five minutes before the end of my scheduled time, the normal stop time for a one hour schedule. I had to reach down to my crotch to feel the security of owning a penis. I got up and started back to my quarters. With the memory of my session fresh in my mind, I felt surprised I wasn't having to walk bowlegged. I used the refresher feeling the need for a good cleaning. Ensign Brightlove had to have an extreme masochistic streak to go through that session. My sleep that night was restless with dreams repeating the session. There was no way I could voluntarily repeat it.

 

06.07.09

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