ROUND XIV ~ BEST TORRES STORY
Title: Reaffirmation
Author: Pinkink ( Zeebop3000@aol.com )
Series: VOY
Rating: NC-17
Pairing Code: T/7/J (cameo) and 2 new f characters
Summary: This is a story of personal discovery for B'Elanna, with the help of Seven of Nine and two new friends. There are a couple of new characters, some legend and new history and some consensual SMBD. Oh yeah, there's lots of sex too!
Written for Round XIV of the Femme Fuh-Q Fest -- http://www.oocities.org/femme_fuhq_fest/
Archiving: The FFF, others, please ask.
Disclaimer: Written for fun, not profit.
By Pinkink
Prologue
B'Elanna had been in a "strange" mood for over a month. She wasn't in a foul mood. She wasn't depressed. She wasn't happy. In fact, that's perhaps exactly what was wrong. She felt…well…nothing. She got up each morning, preformed all of her duties, and then went back to her quarters. Even her love making with Seven had become almost…routine.
Although Seven had been concerned with B'Elanna's recent malaise, when their love making, usually worthy of Klingon songs became routine, well…that's when she became really concerned. That's when Seven decided she must do something about it, something to re-ignite B'Elanna's fire.
She needed something to reawaken B'Elanna's passion as a Klingon warrior and woman.
It took Seven a few days to arrange what she liked to think of as B'Elanna's "therapy".
Chapter I
Crisis
B'Elanna lay in bed with her head resting on Seven of Nine's breasts. Not sleeping, not thinking, feeling once again, detached. Seven slowly stroked B'Elanna's hair.
She sighed, staring out at nothing, another sleepless night.
"You are not yet asleep B'Elanna."
"No Seven, I'm not."
Are you still feeling …"out of sorts?"
"I guess. Not really. I don't know what I feel. I just don't feel right."
You mean, my love that "You just don't feel? You are not you? You no longer remember who you are?"
"What do you mean?"
"I mean that lately you've been, how shall I put it, less than fully alive. A hearth, with no fire. A flame with no heat."
(B'Elanna knew exactly what Seven was alluding to. She knew she had been feeling a sort of infinite boredom)
B'Elanna sat up on her knees. "OK, you've gotten my attention. Go on."
"My research…"
B'Elanna raised an eyebrow, a bemused look on her face. "You've researched this?"
"Yes I have. My research reveals that as a young warrior, Kahless himself experienced a similar phenomenon. He had fought no battle in almost a year. He had not enjoyed the company of a lover for longer than that. Kahless recorded his experience in a journal that is now part of an ancient sacred text. He wrote that he questioned his own identity as a Klingon. He described it as "living in death ".
As if in a trance, B'Elanna stared off at some unseen horizon. Seven was obviously getting through. She continued.
"Kahless wrote that he could no longer remember the smell of his own blood. He mourned the loss of his most reliable companion, pain. Ultimately he decided that mourning was for old women and cowards"
B'Elanna recited, as if reading from the ancient text.
"And he threw down his Bathleth and walked naked into the heart of his enemy's land, prepared to die, ready to live."
Seven continued "And through his pain he emerged victorious"
B'Elanna again spoke "The Reaffirmation of Kahless".
Seven repeated "The Reaffirmation of Kahless".
"The ancient text states that he traveled home with only his own blood as is cloak. Upon his arrival at Kronos he spent the next few nights making love to several Klingon women. Variations of this rite are practiced even today, whenever a warrior exhibits what Klingons now call "Symptoms of Crisis."
Seven looked deeply into B'Elanna's eyes. "You are in crisis B'Elanna Torres. But, you can emerge."
"Are you suggesting… my own "Reaffirmation"?
"Yes my love, your Reaffirmation."
For a moment, B'Elanna studied the sight of her beautiful naked lover. "And what now?"
Seven sat up, took B'Elanna's face in her hands and whispered.
"Now sleep." She kissed her passionately. "Dream well my beautiful Warrior. Tomorrow you face a great ordeal, your reaffirmation."
B'Elanna answered, "Yes. Yes. Tomorrow." Seven laid back and B'Elanna once again rested her head on her breasts.
Seven spoke into the air. "Computer lights out."
Chapter II
In The Heart of My Enemy's Land
B'Elanna rose early the next morning. Seven had already left to report for duty. B'Elanna was not totally surprised. She took a moment to feel the warmth left by her lover's body, inhale her scent. She remembered how important Seven was to her. She deeply loved her. She knew that she must accept Seven's help, face her predicament, and attempt a solution.
Belana showered, dressed and left their quarters, heading towards engineering. What was it that Seven had said? Today she would face a great challenge, her own personal "Reaffirmation"?
Her lips pulled back in a half snarl involuntarily. She tried to concentrate on engineering and walked on. Halfway to her destination her communicator came to life. She heard her Captain's voice.
"B'Elanna, report to my ready room."
B'Elanna entered Captain Janeway's ready room with some trepidation. Janeway was seated on her couch, sipping a cup of coffee.
"Captain?"
"At ease B'Elanna Please sit down. Here." She gestured to the cushions to her immediate right.
As B'Elanna sat down, Captain Janeway gently placed her cup on the low table. B'Elanna couldn't help but notice the curves of her Captain's hips pulling against her uniform, her hair falling forward, reflecting the light. Sitting back up, Janeway tossed her head back slightly and then leaned in close to her chief engineer, peering into her eyes sincerely.
B'Elanna swallowed and thought to herself "Don't tempt me Captain."
Janeway began.
"I'm giving you the next three days as personal leave."
"Captain?"
"Seven has spoken to me. She explained that you haven't taken any personal time for over six months. She is concerned that your efficiency may become compromised if you are not allowed to… how did she put it...let off some steam."
"She did, did she?"
"Yes. And I quite agree."
"Captain I…" Janeway placed one finger against her lips to quiet her, then held B'Elanna's hands and continued.
"B'Elanna, you are one of the most important members of our little family here on Voyager. More to the point, you are very important to me. Please, you deserve this time. I insist."
B'Elanna breathed deeply. "Thank you Captain."
"You have a shuttle at your disposal. I do not expect to see you for at least 72 hours. Understood?"
"Understood Captain."
"Dismissed."
B'Elanna stood and turned smartly on her heel to leave.
Janeway watched the petite Lieutenant as she left.
Chewing her bottom lip She thought to herself "God what a hot little ass!"
B'Elanna entered her quarters. She immediately recognized a familiar, pungent scent. On the table in the center of the living room, a note had been placed beneath a burning Bloodstone. "Holo-paper, how quaint" she thought. Slightly stained with the stone's oil, it beckoned to B'Elanna. She lifted the note, inhaled the scent and read.
"My Beautiful Warrior. Today is a sacred day, a day we shall remember in song. Kehlaquonagh, the day of your reaffirmation."
"Be strong my love. I await you in hanger bay two".
Belnna again inhaled the scent on the note. Sweet, pungent, warm…like the intimate scent of her lover. She smothered the flame with her hand and hurried to her rendezvous.
A shuttlecraft sat in hangar bay two, prepped and ready to launch.
B'Elanna found Seven seated at the helm. Seven turned her head, a coy look on her beautiful face. "Welcome".
B'Elanna sat in the co-pilots seat, next to her lover. She looked into Seven's eyes and said, quite solemnly "I am ready."
The bay's doors opened and they headed for open space.
Two hours out at warp four they encountered a medium size cruiser. The feminine curves of the ship's hull were elegant, highlighted by dark green and blue running lights. Was this a pleasure yacht or an ambassador's ship? B'Elanna was intrigued and, impressed.
They were hailed without visuals.
A woman spoke in a deep silken voice, very formal. "Welcome Seven of Nine. Welcome B'Elanna Torres. You may dock when ready. B'Elanna Torres may enter when prepared."
With a bemused, perplexed look, B'Elanna glanced over at Seven. They circled around to the docking bay and the small shuttle slipped gracefully inside. Seven set down carefully on a high raised platform in the center of a large docking bay.
B'Elanna thought to herself, "This is a deceptively large ship. And cleverly designed. Anyone attempting to land unauthorized in this bay without being familiar with the interior would likely smash into the platform, giving the occupants an immediate advantage against any attack."
The warmth of Seven standing over her interrupted her thoughts. She looked up into Seven's eyes.
"Come." (She almost did!)
B'Elanna stood up and let Seven lead her to the back of the shuttle.
Seven began to unzip the back of B'Elanna's uniform. B'Elanna did not resist. Seven slowly, ceremoniously undressed her, helping her step out of her boots. She then folded the uniform and dutifully stored it away.
Seven circled the now naked B'Elanna. She stood behind her and leaned in close. B'Elanna could feel her warm breath as she spoke in a conspirator's tone.
"Today is the day of your reaffirmation B'Elanna Torres. You will walk naked into your enemy's house."
She walked around to face her. She pressed her cheek against B'Elanna's, whispering into her ear.
"You must face this challenge willingly. You must face it alone."
"Are you willing?"
"I am."
"Are you prepared?"
"I am prepared."
Seven pulled back and searched her lover's eyes. Her face reflected her trepidation.
"Fear not my love. I am strong."
Seven closed her eyes and kissed her hard.
She then stepped back to the console and opened the shuttle's hatch.
She did not look back at B'Elanna. "Go my love. I will return in twenty-four hours."
B'Elanna walked towards the door.
Chapter III
Androgene
The shuttle had departed and the lights of he bay had gone out. B'Elanna stood naked and alone in the darkness awaiting her fate.
Illuminated steps slowly emerged from the platform and B'Elanna made her way down. The steps withdrew silently and disappeared, shrouded by the dark.
Across from where she stood, a door slid upward revealing a narrow archway. Golden light poured in and the silhouette of a woman appeared in the doorway, moving towards her.
She appeared to be human, or at least of a species very similar to human. She was taller than B'Elanna and had pin straight, shoulder length, dark red hair. Her skin was pale, her aquiline features sharply cut. Her large sea-green eyes like frozen pools. She was thin, with a long waist and narrow hips and wore only a cloak of emerald green satin.
As she moved towards B'Elanna, the delicate fabric billowed, barely concealing her breasts.
They were quite large for the woman's delicate frame and stood straight out high and firm. Her aureoles were plump, her nipples erect, and both pierced by a golden ring. B'Elanna chewed her bottom lip and swallowed hard.
An emerald adorned her belly button, below which she wore what amounted to an emerald green g-string. Her long legs were slender, but very shapely.
B'Elanna had a fondness for a well-turned calf and this woman's were full and curvaceous, her ankles delicately sculpted. She was barefooted.
B'Elanna licked her lips. "Yummers!" She thought.
The delicious women approached silently and blindfolded her. She placed a high, stiff collar around B'Elanna's neck and attached a short chain-link leash. She led her out of the docking bay and through the ship to a small turbo lift.
B'Elanna didn't really appreciate the blindfold, or the leash but was intoxicated by the delicate scent of her captor.
She also silently thanked Kahless for the confining turbo lift that forced the women to press her breasts up against her body for the duration of the ride.
B'Elanna was glad when at last they finished their little walk.
As they entered a new room the smell of Bloodstone hit B'Elanna like a storm. The room was drenched in the scent of it. She could feel dirt beneath her feet. The air was warm and humid. She smelled soil, wet stone and thought to her self "Is this a holodeck?"
Her captor led her towards a beautifully carved and embellished wooden silhouette of a woman. The silhouette of a woman of B'Elanna's height, with arms raised, forming a V and legs spread widely.
She removed the leash and collar and then positioned B'Elanna's back against the thin, smooth wooden silhouette.
She gently pressed B'Elanna's head back against the smooth wood. The women raised her left arm and pressed it in place. She repeated the same with her right arm. The woman then kneeled down and spread her legs apart until they lined up with the legs of the silhouette.
B'Elanna's body fit so perfectly that it seemed to disappear behind her. It occurred to B'Elanna that the structure had to have been designed specifically for her.
B'Elanna felt metal binders close around her wrists. Metal cuffs fastened themselves to B'Elanna's ankles. Her arms and legs were securely bound to the sturdy wooden sculpture.
B'Elanna heard the sound of heavy metal gears as a metal post lifted the whole structure a few feet off the ground and tilted it slightly backwards. The sturdy silhouette was so thin, B'Elanna appeared to be held aloft by only the metal post beneath her lower back, her arms and legs supported by some unseen force.
Her captor removed the blindfold.
As B'Elanna's eyes adjusted to the light she found that her surroundings seemed strangely…familiar. She knew she was in a simulated cave of some sort, but from where? The red hue of the soil, the heat and humidity, it suddenly hit her! Romulus!
Like Kahless, She felt she had truly "walked naked into the land of her enemy".
Then she remembered she was in the Delta Quadrant. For all the elaborate arrangements taken to reconstruct this facsimile of Romulon cave, the chances of finding an actual Romulan here, on the other side of the Galaxy were well, extremely slight.
Her beautiful captor held her face for a moment and searched her eyes. She then ordered the lights off and left the room.
B'Elanna was left thus shackled, alone for over two hours.
She closed her eyes and dreamt of holding Seven. She felt the soft caress of Seven's lips against her mouth. The heat of the cave raised a fine sheen of sweat over her naked body.
B'Elanna was startled by the sound of heavy wooden doors opening behind her. Her beautiful captor returned and lit torches throughout the "cave".
B'Elanna could hear the sound of spiked heels crunching against the dirt. A woman walked in and around in front of her.
She was slightly shorter than the first, and broad shouldered. She wore a heavy, hooded cloak that concealed her identity.
"Welcome B'Elanna Torres."
B'Elanna recognized the voice as the one whom had hailed their shuttle. She tilted her head up to have a look.
The women pushed her hood back.
The haughty expression, the golden toned, olive skin with greenish highlights, the ears!
B'Elanna could hardly believe what her eyes beheld! A Romulan!
Had she really walked into her enemy's lair?
She began to struggle against her bonds.
The Romulan spoke softly.
"Please B'Elanna Torres. The titanium-wood upon which you rest is quite strong, and you will soon need all of your strength. Let me introduce myself, and my companion."
B'Elanna glanced nervously around her, straining her neck. The beautiful red haired woman was standing to her left, now completely naked.
It was a small consolation.
"Yes B'Elanna Torres…I am Romulan, but here in the Delta Quadrant, I am obviously no longer part of the glorious Romulan Empire." Her last words dripped with sarcastic contempt.
B'Elanna growled, "But how?"
"Seven and I have much in common B'Elanna Torres. Perhaps that is why she sought me out."
"You see, I too was part of a family of explorers. We too were trying to find a safe route to this quadrant, to expand the knowledge base and boarders of the Empire. We discovered a re-occurring wormhole that appeared relatively stable. We had not realized that our technology was insufficient to detect the extreme instability awaiting us on the other end."
"With great anticipation, we entered."
The Romulan's expression betrayed a deep emotional wound.
It was the essential difference between Vulcans and Romulans. The depth of Romulan emotion as well as their ability to accept it, matched that of humans.
She breathed deeply, continued.
"By human standards, I was a young woman when our ship came hurtling through (she swallowed and inhaled)…end over end. Just before our ship began to brake up, my mother managed to place me in an escape pod. My father was already dead. Shortly thereafter, our ship's core went critical."
The Romulan woman was silent for long moment.
"The pod barely withstood the explosion. I drifted for a very long time, cold…frightened."
"Fortunately (Her face lightened considerably as she glanced towards the red haired woman), my beautiful companion happened upon the pod and rescued me."
She gestured to the woman. "Dulani…please…come."
The red haired woman came over to her and tenderly placed her right hand on the Romulan's cheek. The Romulan closed her eyes and leaned against her hand. She held her companion's shoulders and turned her to face B'Elanna, standing by her side.
She seemed very, very proud. "This is Dulani Bos. My companion. My teacher (She looked into Dulani's eyes.) My lover."
She continued to speak into her lover's eyes, beaming with pride.
"She is an Androgene Priestess. She took me to her temple, half dead, delirious and nursed me back to health."
Dulani's eyes never left her lover's. It was as if for that moment they were the only two people in the universe.
B'Elanna was fascinated, curious.
The raven-haired woman turned to again address B'Elanna.
"I am the first… "outsider?"… trained as a priestess of the Androgene."
"I am Kilana M'Bos."
"We, the Androgene devote ourselves to exploring and understanding the emotional and spiritual life of all races. We have participated in countless rituals on thousands of planets throughout the galaxy. In our quest to understand the passion of spiritual devotion we have sacrificed our lives. To look into the darkest heart of emotion we have taken the lives of others."
"But take heart B'Elanna Torres. Our endeavors are not all so…extreme. Our explorations also extend to the deep, emotional rituals of love, of sex."
"You see, for the Androgene sex is our Religion. We have found that it is the only pure relationship common to all races. No pretense. No shame, a pure expression of self. In all of it's forms, and there are many, sex is the only pure expression of self."
Kilana walked over to B'Elanna stroked her hair as she continued.
"The reaffirmation of Kahless was in truth a sexual ritual. Kahless was wise. He knew that he needed to feel again, with his body, with his soul. There are many races for which the pain of physical combat is a prelude to the passions of love. As a Klingon you should know this. As a human woman, you should feel that this is true."
B'Elanna felt strangely comforted. This Romulan had experienced a profound revelation. She had reinvented herself. What she said, in a primal way, in a Klingon way, made complete sense.
"Kahless longed for the physical release of pain to re-ignite his passion for love, for battle, for life itself. That is why he "threw down his Bathlith and knife and walked naked into the land of his enemy." "That is also why you are here today. That is why I have been chosen for this sacred task."
"Participating in this sacred ritual with a member of your enemy's house is custom. Klingon custom."
"It is your birthright. It is apparently our destiny. Our being here together in this quadrant is a gift of your Kahless and my sacred Mother. I am honored to be for you what we call "Yletzan-Quei." The one whom you were destined to encounter, an inevitable, inescapable fate."
"I will not fail you B'Elanna Torres. Today is the day of your Reaffirmation as a Klingon, as a Woman."
"Of course each ritual is unique, designed for the one for whom it is offered. Do you understand?"
B'Elanna peered deeply into Kilana's dark eyes and felt her hearts flutter. She believed that this Romulan was sincere.
She felt she could trust her.
B'Elanna smiled wickedly and answered.
"Yes."
Raising one eyebrow, a sly smile blossoming on her full lips, Kilana spoke.
"Shall we begin?"
"Yes! Yes! Begin!"
Chapter IV
Reaffirmation
Kilana Bos removed the hood of her cloak completely.
With her defenses relaxed now, B'Elanna allowed herself to really see Kilana's face for the first time.
Kilana had a handsome, beautiful face, with a high brow, and dark, almond shaped eyes.
Kilana's strong, wide jaw framed dark full lips. Her hair was jet black. It began at a widow's peak and was pulled back tightly, into a long ponytail. Four silver rings adorned her left ear and a large blue gem adorned the lobe of her right.
"Dualni. Please remove my cloak." Dulani stood behind Kilana, unfastened the metal clasp at the nape of her neck and removed the long cloak. She folded it over her arm and left the chamber.
B'Elanna swallowed hard.
Kilana's graceful neck sat atop broad, powerful shoulders. Her skin was tanned golden and had a preternatural sheen that was captivating. Her breasts were…compelling. They weren't the gravity defying photon torpedoes sported by her companion but they were beautiful, teardrop shaped and adorned with large dark aureoles and broad nipples.
They curved just slightly below the shiny blue-black cincher that she wore around her waist, the fabric of which was of such fine manufacture that it appeared to be painted directly on to her skin. Every line of her well-toned stomach could be detected.
The cincher also served to accentuate Kilana's compelling, broad hips.
Kilana's sex was not concealed. Even from her distance, B'Elanna could see Kilana's plump pussy lips, topped by a neatly trimmed crown of dark hair.
Her long legs were encased in a pair of equally fine, shiny black boots that caressed her full thighs. The high spiked heels and soles of each boot were made of a dark red metal.
B'Elanna was transfixed. She swallowed and chewed her bottom lip.
Kilana wore elbow length gloves, shiny and black. They covered only the backs of her hands and were held in place by silver rings on each middle finger. Kilana's hands slowly traced their way up across her hips and briefly caressed her breasts.
Crossing her arms and tilting her head back, Kilana recited a silent prayer to the Androgene Goddess.
"Mother Goddess Androgene, I am your child, your companion. Reside within me and tonight move through me. Guide my thoughts and my hands. Through me grant B'Elanna Torres, this Klingon Warrior only that pain which gives her courage and comfort. Lead me only to those places where B'Elanna Torres grants me passage and feels joy. Share your strength, that I may share that strength with B'Elanna Torres. Hold her safe in your arms throughout this sacred Klingon ritual of Reaffirmation. Reawaken her soul. Re-ignite her heart. We are strong. We feel no shame. Our hearts are pure. Mother. Goddess. Androgene!"
She lowered her head, met B'Elanna's gaze and smiled. Her smile was filled with genuine love.
"Dulani", she called out, "Let us begin."
Heavy wooden doors again opened behind B'Elanna.
Dulani entered, still gloriously naked. Her amazing breasts pointing straight out before her. She carried a leather sling filled with several sacred items. She kissed Kilana, then removed a blood red colored roll of leather and kneeling, spread it before Kilana's feet. She kissed each item and carefully placed it on the leather swath. Dulani looked up at her companion.
"Thank you dearest Lani. Come…join me"
Together they walked to B'Elanna, Dulani taking her place on B'Elanna's left side, Kilana on her right.
Kilana rubbed B'Elanna's smooth flat stomach, just below her belly button. Dulani watched intently, licking her lips. Kilana's expression began to change, becoming decidedly darker. She purred wickedly as she raked her dark blue nails across B'Elanna's skin, just above her pelvic bone.
"You're kind of petite for a Klingon Warrior aren't you B'Elanna?" She playfully slapped her stomach.
"Please dear Lani, feel how smooth her skin is." Dulani leaned down and ran her tongue over B'Elanna's lower abdomen.
Kilana slowly raked her dark blue nails over B'Elanna's skin.
"Far too smooth for a true Klingon. Don't you think?"
Dulani placed sharp, little bites on B'Elanna's hip. Kilana continued to rake her nails just above B'Elanna's pelvic bone.
"Does her tender skin feel good between your teeth? Patience my love, you will soon taste her sweet blood."
B'Elanna's eyes widened as she strained her neck up to watch. "These priestesses enjoy their work", she thought.
Kilana grabbed the back of Dulani's head by her hair and licked her mouth, slowly, deliberately. Dulani stood up and Kilana turned her attention to B'Elanna's breasts.
Dulani's hands were busy below B'Elanna's field of vision. From the look on her face, it was clear what she was doing.
Kilana began to roughly knead B'Elanna's breasts, one in each hand.
B'Elanna looked from Dulani's face to Kilana's, but Kilana's attention was focused entirely on her.
"These lovely delicate little tits betray your human lineage B'Elanna. Soooo soft." She kneaded them harder. "So tender."
She squeezed even harder, lifting them as if she were trying to pull them from B'Elanna's restrained body. B'Elanna's breasts bulged in Kilana's hands. Kilana squeezed them harder until B'Elanna believed they might burst.
Her eyes were closed now, her mouth opened. No sound emerged.
"Ah…very nice. Your human frailty should prove very entertaining."
B'Elanna's eyes shot open. She snarled ferociously at Kilana.
Kilana chuckled to herself, "Now, now my little warrior."
She teasingly slapped B'Elanna's right breast.
"See how her tits blush at my touch Dulani?" She squeezed them again, hard and raked her nails over B'Elanna's nipples.
"But these nipples! These glorious, dark, hard nipples!"
Kilana took each nipple between her fingers and squeezed, hard.
Dulani stared hungrily at B'Elanna's nipples, still working her own pussy.
"It will take quite an effort to make an impression on these."
She pulled them upward, away from B'Elanna's body as she spoke.
"Now these tough little buds are pure Klingon."
Kilana lifted B'Elanna up by her nipples away from the wooden restraint and held her there, suspended.
"Feel that Klingon?"
B'Elanna shuddered and silently came. Kilana released B'Elanna's nipples.
"Now, dearest Lani, let's wake these tits up!"
Dulani brought her hands up and rubbed her fingers over B'Elanna's erect nipples, leaving glistening trails of moisture.
She turned to fetch the first instrument.
Dulani returned with a ceremonial whip.
Kilana took the whip from her and felt the weight in her hands. "Mmmmmm"
The sacred whip had a short, thick silver handle with a bulbous end and seven thick strands, each about 10 inches long.
Kilana held it over Balanna's face and trailed the strands over her mouth.
"The Shanaq-Katool."
"Feel familiar littleWarrior? Each strand is woven of leather and hair from a Katool, very similar to a Klingon Targ."
"Will you howl like a wild Targ for us Klingon? Let's see!"
Kilana stepped back and landed three quick, vicious blows across B'Elanna's breasts.
The sudden pain shocked B'Elanna
"Oh!"
She strained against her bonds.
Kilanna began whipping her breasts in earnest.
B'Elanna closed her eyes, determined not to react.
Twelve quick, hard lashes later… Kilana paused. She grabbed B'Elanna by the hair and hissed into her ear.
"Welcome to the land of your enemy Warrior."
She began to whip her breasts again, harder than before. She gave B'Elanna twenty vicious lashes, thoroughly covering both breasts.
B'Elanna began to sweat.
"Are you strong Klingon? We have just begun."
She administered ten more lashes and then stopped. Kilanna breathed deeply composing herself.
"Dear Lani… please…bring me something fresh and…put this somewhere …safe…and warm."
Dulani took the Shanaq-Katool and stepping between B'Elanna's legs, opened her sex.
B'Elanna's pussy was drenched.
Dulani gently inserted the thick handle of the whip pushing it in to the hilt. She secured it with a leather harness designed for the task and licking her fingers, fetched a new whip, this one with many heavy, thick leather strands.
Kilana whispered into B'Elanna's ear. "The Bulage! (Boolahge) Feel Klingon! Feel!"
Kilana pulled her arm back, putting her whole body into each swing.
This new whip made a loud, heavy sound each time it struck its target.
B'Elanna's small breasts shuddered under the pressure of each blow.
"Whump…Whump…Whump…Whump!" Kilana continued, administering 12 slow lashes.
B'Elanna was breathing heavy now, sweating profusely. Her breasts were glowing with heat and beginning to swell.
Kilana ran her fingers lightly over the reddening welts on B'Elanna's breasts, feeling them rise.
She stepped back and then, "Whump…whump…whump."
Twelve more blows.
Kilana stopped and stepped closer. She felt B'Elanna's breasts.
"Beautiful…just beautiful. Her human skin is so delicate, so…weak?"
She looked down at B'Elanna, rubbing her tits a bit harder.
"Are these really Klingon tits. Lets see."
Kilana bit B'Elanna's nipple hard. Without lifting her head she looked up at Dulani.
"Lani?"
Dulani had been watching B'Elanna's reactions with rapt attention.
She leaned over and bit her other nipple even harder, pulling away until it popped free from her teeth.
Kilana's voice was silky, seductive.
"Mmmmm, well done dear Lani!"
"Please…bring me something for these wonderful Klingon nipples."
She purred into B'Elanna's ear.
"You're sure to feel this little Warrior. Will you sing for us…Klingon? Will you cry out?
She spit out the last words.
"Show us your fear Klingon Patahk!"
B'Elanna strained mightily against her bonds, growling menacingly low in her throat, no longer feeling any pain.
Kilana smiled.
Dulani returned carrying a long, thin wand with a glowing red tip in her left hand.
She looked like an Amazon version of Tinker-bell.
From her right hand she brought forth two small metal devices, and handed them to Kilana.
The glistening devices resembled small silver spiders.
Their "bodies" were actually thin silver rings. Attached to each ring, were five jointed legs ending in sharp points.
Kilana leaned close and spoke softly into B'Elanna's ear.
"You know, Dulani has encountered Humans before little Klingon, but that's a tale for another time."
She moved towards B'Elanna's breasts.
"Humans… call these Demon's Teeth."
"What a naïve, superstitious race. But then… you are half human, aren't you?"
B'Elanna hissed at the insult.
Kilana worked the silver ring of one of the devices down around B'Elanna's left nipple. She fastened the other one around B'Elanna's right nipple.
The metal rings tightened and began to hum.
B'Elanna nipples began to tingle within the silver rings.
Kilana whispered.
"Wait for it."
The "legs" of both devices came to life.
They pulled up and held for a second, each sharp tip measuring its target.
The "Demon's Teeth" then planted themselves, piercing B'Elanna's dark aureoles and pulsing rhythmically.
With each pulse the teeth pushed down while the center rings pulled in the opposite direction, stretching B'Elanna's nipples upward.
B'Elanna's head flew back, her mouth open.
Dulani handed the magic wand to her companion and stepped closer to B'Elanna's face.
She grabbed her hair and pushed her face into her right breast.
B'Elanna's mouth opened instinctively, aggressively chewing the firm mound of flesh.
Dulani held B'Elanna's head tightly and turned to Kilana. "Now Ki, now!"
Kilana placed the red tip of the magic wand close to B'Elanna's left nipple.
An arc of red lighting crackled from the wand to the center of B'Elanna's nipple.
Her back arched violently.
The "Demon's Teeth" bit down harder, drawing blood, still pulsing.
Kilana held the wand still, watching B'Elanna's reaction.
Dulani smothered B'Elanna's scream in her breast.
After a few, long seconds Kilana pulled the wand away and Dulani roughly jerked B'Elanna's head from her breast with a "pop!"
B'Elanna looked dazed, searching Dulani's eyes.
Dulani pushed her face into her other breast.
B'Elanna immediately began desperately chewing, sucking, straining forward.
Kilana moved the wand over B'Elanna's right nipple.
Again an arc of red lighting jumped to the center of her nipple, crackling loudly. Again the Devil's teeth bit down hard as the humming silver ring stretched her nipple upward.
B'Elanna screamed into Dulani's breast.
Kilana kept the wand close.
Blood began to trickle from each point of the Demon's silver teeth.
After what seemed to B'Elanna like an eternity, Kilana pulled the red-tipped wand away.
Dulani held B'Elanna's head against her breast as she slowly recovered from the sensory onslaught, whimpering softly.
She gently laid B'Elanna's head back down.
Kilana removed the metal devices and massaged the blood into B'Elanna's nipples with her mouth, smearing her lips with it. Dulani leaned over B'Elanna's body and lapped up the blood from her lover's mouth.
Breathing hard now, Dulani panted, "Please, Kilana!"
"Yes Dearest Androgene! Yes!"
She handed the wand to her companion.
Dulani walked over to the red cloth and returned with what looked like an ornate, gem encrusted bullwhip.
Kilana took her place, standing behind B'Elanna's head, leaning forward.
She supported her weight with her hands on B'Elanna's shoulders. Her breasts hung temptingly above B'Elanna's mouth.
Kilana spoke teasingly.
"You're about to meet Teeza's Joy, you lucky little Klingon."
Dulani cracked the whip, twice. Its long tongue glowed with blue light each time she snapped it.
B'Elanna's eyes popped open but all she could see were two beautiful breasts. She turned her head towards the sound.
Dulani stood a few feet back, twirling the long whip above her head.
As Belana's eyes met hers, she swung the whip forward.
The tip licked with precision at B'Elanna's left nipple.
B'Elanna's back arched.
She reached up biting one of Kilana's nipples.
The whip felt as if a thin needle had been quickly pushed into the center of her nipple.
To B'Elanna's surprise, the pain passed almost as quickly as it had struck.
Dulani continued the whipping with expert aim, each blow striking only the tips of B'Elanna's nipples.
"Snap…Snap…Snap!"
Again and again she struck her targets while B'Elanna bit and chewed Kilana's breasts.
Twenty blows later, Dulani stopped, sweat dripping from her dark red hair.
Her eye's closed she shivered in orgasm.
Kilana pulled her nipple from B'Elanna's mouth.
She walked over to her lover and kneeling down, lifted her face, grinding her mouth against Dulani's dripping sex.
Dulani again shook in ecstasy.
Together they returned to B'Elanna.
Dulani knelt between B'Elanna's legs and removed the harness holding the handle of the Shanaq-Katool inside her.
She slowly pulled the thick handle from the tight grasp of B'Elanna's pussy.
B'Elanna's pussy lips remained slightly parted, like an open mouth, juice streaming from her quivering sex.
Dulani stood, licking the sweet nectar from the handle.
Afterwards, she handed the whip to Kilana and stepped aside.
Without a word Kilana began to whip B'Elanna's pussy.
B'Elanna's hips began to buck wildly.
Again and again Kilana brought the whip down, each blow harder then the next.
B'Elanna struggled against her bonds shouting a steady stream of Klingon curses.
Dulani leaned closer, the better to watch B'Elanna's pussy lips move beneath the whip.
Kilana continued until B'Elanna's lips blushed a deep rose color.
B'Elanna was coming hard.
Her hips jerked up a few more times and then settled down.
Thick juice flowed from her quivering sex. Her pussy lips were beautifully plumped.
Kilana handed the whip to Dulani who whispered into her ear.
"Take her Ki, she's ready."
Dualni held Belana's head and looked at her lovingly.
"Shhhh little warrior."
She pushed the sweat soaked hair away from her flushed face and began to gently stroke the ridges on her brow.
B'Elanna began to relax a bit.
B'Elanna felt Kilana licking and nibbling her pussy lips and realized she was enjoying this tortuous 'Sacred ritual."
Her holodeck simulations were often similarly challenging, but rarely as exciting!
"Kahless was wise…and devious," she thought. She felt her hearts beating rapidly in anticipation of what was next.
Kilana's thin fingers parted Belana's tenderized lips as her tongue snaked along the rim of her pussy.
Kilana held B'Elanna's thighs and began chewing on her swollen lips one at a time, bottom to top.
As she finished chewing one plump lip, she would dip her tongue into B'Elanna's core, savoring her rich warm flavor, licking up B'Elanna's thick honey.
B'Elanna meanwhile, feasted on Dulani's amazing torpedo twins. Their firmness felt perfect against her teeth.
She suddenly felt a new sensation.
Kilana was grinding her fist slowly against B'Elanna's drenched, super sensitive pussy.
Her knuckles rippled against the swollen lips in a slow circular motion causing several small climaxes to erupt.
B'Elanna sucked on Dulani's tits harder enjoying the intense feelings flashing through her. She began to swivel her hips, growling in her throat, occasionally smiling up at Dulani.
She was really enjoying this now!
Kilana pressed harder.
She could feel B'Elanna relax, bearing down with her sex, encouraging her to explore more deeply.
Kilana elongated her fist slightly, leading with the knuckle of her first finger. She pushed in a bit and slowly swiveled her wrist.
B'Elanna emitted a deep throated, affirmative growl and began to chew hard on Dulani's nipples.
Kilana pressed harder and felt a new rush of thick, warm juices.
B'Elanna grunted, shivered and pressed towards Kilana's invasion.
Smiling at B'Elanna's reactions, Kilanna pushed her hand halfway in.
B'Elanna moaned audibly and began alternating her teeth's hold on Dulani's nipples, pulling each one hard and then attacking the other.
Dulani was encouraged by B'Elanna's response to the sacred ritual.
She liked this little Klingon!
Dulani smiled and teased B'Elanna by pulling her tits away now and then, just out of reach of B'Elanna's teeth.
B'Elanna growled playfully and nipped at her delicious targets.
Kilana spread B'Elanna's pussy lips with her left hand as she pulled out slightly and formed a solid, wide fist.
She pushed against B'Elanna's pussy until only her knuckles squeezed inside.
Swiveling her clenched fist, she felt B'Elanna widening her legs slightly, bearing down again, enjoying the hard bulk moving slowly against the threshold of her sex.
B'Elanna released a deep moan of satisfaction.
She could feel her Klingon senses coming back to life. She felt pain, ecstasy, rapture!
B'Elanna shook with excitement and began to shout.
"Yes! Yes! Fuck me! Let me feel it! Let me taste it! Kahless, I am alive! My heart is fire! Androgene, take me! Please!"
B'Elanna's soul had indeed awakened.
Her sex began to flow like a stream.
Kilana pushed all the way in.
B'Elanna emitted a deep sigh of satisfaction. She suckled Dulani and came again.
As she sawed her fist in and out of B'Elanna's sex, Kilana closed her eyes and thought to herself, "Thank you Blessed Androgene."
She continued to slowly fist fuck her hot little Klingon.
After a nice long fist fucking Kilana called to Dulani.
She slowly pulled her fist from its warm, wet sanctuary and sat back, slowly lapping up B'Elanna's juices from her fist.
Dulani knelt down and dove into B'Elanna's gaping, quivering pussy, lapping greedily, trying not to miss a sweet drop of nectar.
B'Elanna luxuriated in the feeling of Dulani's long, thick tongue scouring her insides.
"Blessed Androgene" she thought. Her breath caught in her chest as she began to grind her hips against the wonderfully sensuous probe.
Dulani's tongue thickened slightly as she slowly moved it in and out, wriggling it about to heighten the sensation.
Dulani chewed and sucked B'Elanna's swollen clit until she came hard.
She scooped up B'Elanna's nectar and swallowed, then sucked hard and drank deeply.
B'Elanna was slowly lowered to the ground.
Her hands and ankles were then released and the wooden silhouette and pole that had lifted her up disappeared.
B'Elanna felt as if she were in a beautiful, intense dream.
Dulani moved to sit behind B'Elanna.
Kilana grabbed B'Elanna's hips, lifting and turning her over.
Somewhat startled, B'Elanna found herself on her hands and knees in front of Dulani.
Dulani sat leaning back on her hands with her legs spread wide, her breasts thrust forward, smiling like an academy freshman, proud of her new Starfleet uniform.
The sight took B'Elanna's breath away.
Up close, Dulani was absolutely scrumptious.
Her pale skin was flawless. Her long legs were like the gates to Stovokor! Her hairless pussy! What deliciously plump lips!
Licking her lips B'Elanna thought, "Kahless be praised!"
She was finally free to explore the beautiful Dulani and needed no further encouragement.
Like a tigress about to feast, She moved in closer.
B'Elanna was fascinated by the perfection of Dulani's gravity defying breasts.
She just stared for a moment marveling at their firmness.
They jutted straight out so independently she couldn't help but to nip playfully at each nipple, watching them quiver.
She sucked as much as she could of one into her mouth and bit down, then she did the same to the other.
B'Elanna leaned back to observe the lingering marks of her teeth on Dulani's pale breasts.
They were wonderful!
She searched Dulani's eyes; saw the hunger there and then gazed down at her pussy.
Dulani swiveled her hips, playfully, lewdly tempting B'Elanna with her glistening slit.
B'Elanna's eyes rose to Dualni's smiling, eager, beautiful face.
B'Elanna growled and ran her tongue down the inside of one long, silky thigh, landing against a thoroughly wet, plump pussy. She began to lick up and down the length of her slit.
Dulani took hold of B'Elanna's head and gently pushed her closer.
B'Elanna began chewing one pussy lip, pulling it slightly and then jammed her tongue inside to taste the honey she had prompted forth. Dulani's warm, musky flavor was intoxicating.
As B'Elanna began to gnaw the other pussy lip, savoring the feeling of it between her lips, she felt Kilana's hand kneading the taut muscles of her upturned bottom.
Kilana held B'Elanna's ass tightly and began biting her way around her cheeks, occasionally swatting her inviting target.
B'Elanna lifted her head and looked back.
"Harder. Please", she whispered.
Kilana obliged.
"Smack! Smack! Smack!"
B'Elanna dove back into Dulani's sex, redoubling her efforts.
Kilana continued smacking B'Elanna's butt, feeling her push back against each successively harder spank. The harder Kilana struck, the harder B'Elanna moved to meet each blow.
B'Elanna pulled her mouth from her damp feast without lifting her head and growled as she spoke.
"The Snanaq-Katool! Please! Use the Shanaq-Katool! Hard!"
Kilanna kissed her cheeks and rose to fetch the sacred whip.
Dulani raised B'Elanna's face to hers and kissed her deeply.
"You are beautiful, Klingon Warrior".
She smiled mischievously "Please continue."
B'Elanna took hold of Dulani's hips and raised her pussy to her lips.
Dulani laid back and began to massage her tits.
B'Elanna flattened her tongue and ran it slowly over Dulani's bubbling sex. As she rubbed her mouth over Dualni's swelling pussy lips, B'Elanna peeked up at her amazing twin peaks.
From her angle she saw them pointed straight up, nipples bulging as Dualni squeezed.
She covered Dualni's pussy with her mouth and shoved her tongue in as far as she could.
The first blow of the Shanaq-Katool caused B'Elanna to moan her approval into Dualni's pussy.
Her breathing quickened and she began chewing on the soft, plump curves of the Androgene's inner thighs.
As Kilana struck lighting blow after lightning blow across B'Elanna's slender hips, she continued to nibble the tender flesh.
B'Elanna arched her back, pointing her ass upwards, causing her swollen pussy lips to peek out from between her taut cheeks. They presented an irresistible target.
Kilana struck in short, biting swats, watching B'Elanna's juices run down between her thighs.
"Harder Kilana, harder! Whip my pussy! Make me come! Harder, please!"
Kilana lashed B'Elanna until thin red welts crisscrossed her ass and pussy lips.
All the while, B'Elanna continued to chew on Dulani's sex.
B'Elanna could feel her blood simmering and her pussy burn in ecstasy. She pressed her mouth hard against Dulani's sex, muffling a small scream as she came.
Kilana ceased her assault.
Chest heaving, sweat dripping from her hair, face and the tips of her nipples, Kilana also came.
She dropped the whip by her side and grabbed B'Elanna's ass, squeezing her cheeks hard until small droplets of blood rose from the swelling, red welts. Kilana slowly licked B'Elanna's welts, savoring the taste of her hot blood, shivering with excitement.
B'Elanna began to chew Dualni's pussy whole.
Dulani threw her head back, closing her eyes and pulling hard at her tingling nipples.
Kilana called into the air, "Computer, a goblet of warm Kahu oil!"
An ornate silver goblet filled with a thick, silver-purple colored oil materialized at her side.
B'Elanna's felt Kilana's slender fingers rubbing soothing, healing oil over her ass, between her cheeks.
Slender fingers explored her thighs, pussy, her ass.
She luxuriated in the feeling for a moment and then returned her attention to the hot center of the beautiful Adrogene.
B'Elanna spread Dulani's pussy lips.
As she slurped her juices, she could feel Dualni's clit begin to swell.
She flicked her tongue over the tip and felt it react, pushing out from under its delicate hood.
Dualni shivered and moaned.
B'Elanna sucked the tip between her lips and began to rub her tongue directly on it. As she sucked harder, she felt it swell in her mouth, and couldn't resist having a look.
B'Elanna couldn't believe the size of it!
The tip of Dulani's clit resembled a plump strawberry. It pulsed slightly and oozed honey.
B'Elanna began to suck on the strange, tantalizing fruit, pulling at it gently with her lips.
As B'Elanna's sucking fell into a gentle rhythm she felt Dualni's clit elongating, the head slipping deeper into her mouth. As B'Elanna sucked harder she felt Dulani's clit actually growing longer, thicker!
Dulani was moaning in desperate ecstasy now, slowly rotating her hips, still pulling at her nipples.
B'Elanna removed her mouth and could hardly believe her eyes!
Dulani's clit had fully blossomed and was now as long as her middle finger and thicker than her thumb. It stretched out like the fleshy stamen of a juicy red flower.
"Androgene indeed!" B'Elanna thought to herself.
Completely fascinated B'Elanna leaned closer, needing to thoroughly explore this new treat.
She held Dualni's pussy lips open and pushed her flattened tongue against the base of Dualni's huge clit. She could feel her blood pumping. Each pulse pushed pearly drops of nectar from the engorged tip, sliding slowly down the length of Dualni's elongated clit.
B'Elanna slid her tongue up her thick stem, gathering up the honey running down its side.
She loved its silky smooth texture and ran her tongue lovingly up and down several times. She then carefully held Dualni's clit between her lips and gently massaged it's length.
Dualni shivered and moaned, sending another stream of honey flowing across B'Elanna's lips.
Kilana had been gently lapping at B'Elanna's dripping pussy, allowing her to devote her complete attention to Dualni.
With trembling fingers Kilana spread B'Elanna's ass and massaged the warm oil into her dark hole.
B'Elanna took Dulani's long, thick clit between her full lips and pulled back until the tip pulsed fresh honey directly onto her tongue.
Kilana slowly pushed two fingers of her right hand into B'Elanna's ass and began to move slowly in and out.
B'Elanna moaned with pleasure and pushed her mouth down over Dualni's hard clit, slowly swirling her tongue around its length.
Kilana added a third finger and pushed in hard. She slowly but firmly massaged B'Elanna's well-oiled clit with her left hand.
B'Elanna briefly released Dualni's clit overcome by a deep, physically satisfying orgasm.
Kilana withdrew her fingers, and held B'Elanna's muscular cheeks apart. She pushed her tongue deeply into her ass.
B'Elanna tightened her lips around Dulani's clit again and began bobbing her head up and down slowly drawing a steady stream of honey into her mouth.
Dulani moaned, lifting her hips.
B'Elanna loved the feeling of Dualni's silky-hard, throbbing clit between her lips.
She could also feel Kilana's long tongue thoroughly reaming her rear hole, fucking her ass.
B'Elanna pushed three fingers into Dualni's pussy, just below her throbbing clit, causing her to lift her head and cry out.
"Yes! Yes! Do that! Deeper B'Elanna!"
Dulani propped herself up so she could watch B'Elanna ravish her pussy. "Yes! That's it! Fuck me B'Elanna! Suck my clit! Chew it! Please, Suck it hard! Please."
Dualni grabbed the back of B'Elanna's head with her left hand and began fucking B'Elanna's mouth with her engorged clit.
She slammed her sex against B'Elanna's face, her long clit pumping between B'Elanna's grasping lips.
Belana kept her fingers inside Dualni and came again, hard.
B'Elanna could feel Kilana seriously tongue fucking her ass.
She could feel Kilana's teeth as she stretched her mouth wide open, in an effort to push all of her tongue inside of her rear.
B'Elanna let Dualni fuck her face, sucking and slurping while swiveling her ass on Kilana's stiffened tongue.
B'Elanna's head began to swim. She was completely caught up in a whirlwind of lust.
All she could feel was the thick clit pumping in and out of her mouth, a stiff tongue scouring the inside of her ass.
B'Elanna felt an extreme rush of pure Klingon adrenaline.
She felt like she was in the midst of a glorious, ferocious battle! Her heart pounded as if it would burst from her chest!
She lifted her head and roared out loud!
B'Elanna's face was flushed, her hair beautifully disheveled, dripping with sweat. She stared intently into Dulani's beautiful eyes, breathing hard and quick and growled a deep guttural sound.
Dulani bared her teeth and growled back!
On Dualni it looked adorable not menacing and for B'Elanna, that was a huge turn on.
She couldn't help but surrender a smile.
Belana licked her lips and clamped her mouth back down over Dualni's clit, swallowing it whole, squeezing it between her lips. She pushed back harder against Kilana's tongue, bobbing her head up and down faster.
The harder Kilana swirled her tongue inside her ass, the harder Belnna's sucked.
Dulani suddenly clamped her legs tightly around B'Elanna's head. She cried out
"Oh! Oh! B'Elanna! Yessssss!"
She spasmed violently and held B'Elanna's head tightly.
B'Elanna felt Dulani's clit twitch and a mouthful of thick, musky juice exploded against her tongue.
She sucked deeply and swallowed. Dualni's warm nectar kept flowing.
B'Elanna removed her mouth for a second and watched a thick stream of white cream flow from the head of Dualni's throbbing clit.
She shoved Dualni's amazing clit back in her mouth and savored the juice with her tongue. Pulse after pulse of cream pumped down B'Elanna's throat.
Kilana continued to swirl her tongue around inside of B'Elanna's ass.
When the tide ebbed inside B'Elanna's mouth, she swallowed for the last time and raised her head, licking her lips lewdly.
B'Elanna felt a soft, warm orgasm wash over her.
Feeling B'Elanna's release Kilana slowly withdrew her tongue and sucked the juice from B'Elanna's dripping pussy.
Of course, this brought on a new rush of ecstasy and B'Elanna began to shake with desire, coming harder this time.
Afterwards Kilana knelt up. She gently pulled B'Elanna up into a kneeling position and pressed her body against B'Elanna's back.
Dulani swung her legs behind her, and knelt up closely in front of B'Elanna.
She caressed her, pressing her wondrous breasts and body tightly against B'Elanna's.
The three women stayed like that for a long while. B'Elanna pressed tightly between the two Androgene Priestess's warm, moist, naked bodies.
Their eyes were closed.
They could feel each other breathing.
They could feel each other's hearts beating.
B'Elanna lowered her head on to Dulani's shoulder and there, fell into a deep, profound sleep.