Title: Games Of Us (Part 2)
Author: Semkirk ( semkirk@yahoo.com )
Series: DS9
Code: K/Ez
Rating: NC-17
Parts: 2/?
Disclaimer: The characters of Kira Nerys, Ezri Dax, Quark, Julian Bashir, and the Star Trek universe are owned by Paramount. This story is written for simple enjoyment. No intent to profit from the use of these characters exists in the mind of the author. The characters of Kai Tevlan Dave (See earlier parts of this series), and Nurse Davies belong to me. Copyright on this story belongs to Semkirk. I can be reached at semkirk@yahoo.com.
Warning: Story contains consensual BDSM and sexual relations between two women. If you don't like this stuff (yeah, right!! ;-) ), turn back now!
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Summary - Nerys and Ezri have started dating and become lovers. While extremely happy, Ezri longs to submit to Nerys. So Ezri now seeks to get Nerys to experiment, not realizing that Nerys has begun to entertain some 'darker' fantasies of her own, with her and Ezri in starring roles
And now back to our show!
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by Semkirk
Scene 2 (Meanwhile on Bajor) -
Nerys stepped back and reviewed her handiwork. The blindfolded slave lay on her stomach, across the narrow end table, with her wrists and ankles chained to the table legs. The slave was fully exposed; her smooth round buttocks and pussy open to the eyes - and touch - of her appreciative audience.
"Now, that's better, slave. All tied up and ready to play?" purred Nerys as she caressed the firm asscheeks. Nerys adored this point in the 'game', when her slave was poised on the edge, taut with arousal (and a little touch of fear) ready for whatever her mistress wanted to give her. And desperately eager to give Nerys anything she wanted in order to achieve orgasm. Ah, the anticipation!
Nerys caressed one smooth cheek. Kittenishly she asked her toy, "What shall I do first? Hmm? Should I spank you; or maybe flog you?" Her voice turned cold, Nerys demanded, "Tell me, slave, where should I start."
After a moment of silence, her pet responded. "Please, mistress, take me! I want to come! Take me however it pleases you!" The slave babbled, terrified of saying the wrong thing, so aroused that her thoughts were barely coherent.
"However I want, hmm?" mused Nerys as she stared at the bounty before her. "That's not a good answer, slave! I've had a terribly busy day and when I returned to my quarters, I expected you to be ready as I ordered; instead I find nothing has been done! Very well, then, if its up to ME...." Nerys' voice trailed off threateningly as she walked over to her "toychest".
"Let's see, what do we have here? A switch! Perfect!" Nerys swung the switch, loving the sibilant hiss it made as it cut through the air. She strode back to the bound slave and she positioned herself off to the slave's left side.
"Now, toy, since I've had a bad day and you failed to carry out you tasks, here is your punishment - a whipping until every millimeter of your ass is ruby red! And you will count each stroke! Understand?"
"Yes, mistress." whimpered the shivering slave.
Nerys limbered up, swinging the switch to loosen her arm before she began punishing her slave. She congratulated herself on demanding the girl participate - however poorly - in selecting her punishment. It was a trick she had learned from her days in the Resistance interrogating Cardassian prisoners. You broke the prisoner's mind and soul by randomly giving them the option to choose their torture for the day. Sometimes it would be a choice between a mild or a harsh punishment; other times you left it completely open ended, with the unspoken threat that any truly harsh torture they suffered tomorrow would be the result of their cowardly selection of a mild punishment today. After a few days of such abuse, the prisoners began to choose the harsher tortures of their own volition. Until, finally, even the toughest of Cardassians broke and begin to enjoy pain for its own sake and would do anything - betray comrades, reveal classified information - to get their "fix." Ah, those were the good old days, when the enemy was obvious and the right course was easy to find. I miss those days. Nerys shook her head. Oh, Nerys, stop woolgathering and enjoy this wonderful toy in front of you!
"Ready, toy?" inquired Nerys. "Now, remember, count each blow and I will not stop until your entire delectable ass is cherry red!!"
A whispered "Yes, mistress" was the only response.
*Smack!*
"One!"
*Smack!*
"Two!"
*Smack!*
"Three!"
*Smack!*
"Four!"
*Smack!*
"Five!"
*Smack!*
"Six!"
*Smack!*
"Seven!"
*Smack!*
"Eight!"
*Smack!*
"Nine!"
*Smack!*
"Ten!"
"Eleven!"
*Smack!*
"Twelve!"
*Smack!*
"Thirteen!"
*Smack!*
"Fourteen!"
*Smack!*
"Fifteen!"
Nerys paused to view her handiwork; the slave's lovely ass was beginning to develop quite the glow. Not yet the deep red she was looking for, but close.
*Smack!*
"Sixteen!"
*Smack!*
"Seventeen!"
*Smack!*
"Eighteen!"
*Smack!*
"Nineteen!"
*Smack!*
"Twenty!"
*Smack!*
"Twenty-one!"
*Smack!*
"Twenty-two!"
*Smack!*
"Twenty-three!"
*Smack!*
"Twenty-four!"
*Smack!*
"Twenty-five!"
Nerys stopped, panting from both the exertion and the arousal that grew as she whipped the girl. Her pussy was soaked! Nerys could not wait another moment. She dropped the switch and quickly moved to other side of the table. She grasped the slave's head and roughly jammed her mouth into her sopping pussy.
"Ok, slave. Use your tongue! Make me cum and be quick about it! Or you'll find that that little whipping you just received is nothing like the pain I'll give you!"
The slave merely whimpered, half mad with arousal, as she opened her mouth and began to lick the moist folds of Nerys' pussy. The slave tongued Nerys' erect little bud for all she was worth. Soon Nerys began to moan. She tightened her grip on the slave's hair as she writhed and ground her pubic bone into the slave's face and Nerys practically howled with pleasure as her body shook with the explosive effects of her orgasm.
Nerys slumped back against the wall, loosening her grip on the slave and letting her head fall as she basked in the afterglow of her orgasm. After a moment, Nerys knelt down on one knee before the slave and began to passionately kiss the still-blindfolded slave, running her tongue over the slave's face and collecting the entire residue from her pussy. The act of licking her slave's face clean, combined with the fact that she tasted her own juices brought Nerys back to a fever pitch. Eager to see the submission in her slave's eyes, Kira tugged the blindfold off and pulled back to stare at … Ezri's face!! NO!!!!!
*Brappp! Brappp! Brappp!*
"Good, morning, Colonel. The time is 0600 hours. Today's session of the Security Conference begins at 0900. You have the option of breakfast in your quarters or joining other conference members in the D'Hal Chamber for breakfast at 0800. You are scheduled to speak on the panel on …."
"Computer, shut up!"
TBC …..