HOLD ON TIGHT

Seven sat on the edge of her and B'Elanna's bed. She slowly rolled the thin, skin-tight holo-leather boot up her leg, stopping half way up her thigh. She stood up and looked into her full-length mirror. The shinny black fabric of her new, stiletto heeled boots appeared to be painted directly on to her shapely legs.

Next, came the matching cincher.

She fastened the buckles that ran down the front and felt it's smooth texture. Seven gazed at her reflection as she squeezed her breasts. They spilled over the edge of the tight cincher, her porcelain skin in stark contrast to the black fabric.

Seven twisted her golden locks into a ponytail and secured it with a length of thin holo-leather. She then put on her black holo-leather wristbands with shiny silver clasps and a large metal ring secured beneath each wrist. Finally, she put on a high, shiny, black holo-leather collar.

Seven then pinched and pulled her nipples, awakening them in preparation for the nipple clamps to come. Her breath stuttered as she fastened the first clamp. A small orgasm rippled through her sex as the second clamp bit down.

She looked at herself in the mirror again.

Her new outfit and the dark red lipstick that she had applied for this occasion were perfect.

She walked over to the end of the bed and looked up at the delicately curved hook that hung from a short chain secured to the ceiling. Standing on her toes and reaching up, she strained to slip the metal rings of her wristbands on to the end of the hook.

The door to her quarters swooshed.

Seven could hear her beloved's approach.

B'Elanna entered their bedroom and took in the exciting and seductive sight before her.

Without a word, she went over to the bed, hurriedly removed her uniform and donned the harness and dildo than Seven had laid out for her.

She turned to her beautiful and willing captive, the huge phallus pointing lewdly out from her crotch.

"Hold on tight Seven. It's gonna be a bumpy night."