The BLTS Archive - Phasing into Orgasm
by Medea (MedeaExy@yahoo.com)

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Disclaimer: I happen to have two clones tied to my bed upstairs,
really. Oh okay, they're not mine, I admit it. Owned by Paramount I
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Whistling joyfully Will Riker made his way to the quarters he shared
with his wife, a black gift box in his left hand, a small bag in the
other. He and Deanna had both taken a week off to celebrate their
fifth year anniversary and some anniversary it would be, because
Deanna had entered the Phase just a month prior and her sex-drive had
quite obvious been increasing ever since; leaving him exhausted more
often than not.

Tonight however, he planned to turn the tables on her. With courtesy
to their Imzadi-bond he'd been working on arousing her since noon:
he'd hidden away in his Ready Room, pretending to have loads of work
to do, but instead he'd spent his time reading ancient Terran 'smut'
stories, allowing them to arouse him and then sending his desires and
lusts to his wife. With her sex-drive she'd been unable to block him
out or even be angry and now he was going home for one serious
work-out.

As soon as the doors opened Deanna flung herself into his arms,
pressing her body flush against his. "Imzadi" she breathed, pulling
him inside and unbuttoning his shirt as she went. But unlike the
previous nights he stopped her by catching her wrists in her hands.
"Not tonight Love."

Confused she looked at him, stunned into motionless just long enough
for him to admire her attire; she had piled her hair up, knowing how
he loved the way if fell down when released, and wore a lovely blue
gown. Quite different than the dress in his little gift box. "I've got
some surprises for you tonight."

She must have sensed the anticipation in him, for passion flared in
her black eyes. "Hmm" she murmured "do they involve a tall, entirely
too yummy Starfleet captain?"

"They might" he winked and put the gift and the bag down on the table.
Before Deanna had a chance to pick either of them up, he captured her
mouth with his and drew her into a long, passionate kiss. He traced
first her upper, then her lower lip with just the point of his tongue,
then smoothly pushed inside to dance with hers, making her moan
sensually against him.

He could sense her arousal rising even higher as he gently worked her
emotions as well. Unable to fight it any longer Deanna started to hump
her hips against him, desperately looking for something to quell the
hormones raging within her. But then, just when she couldn't control
herself any longer, Riker moved away and sat down in a chair,
expectantly looking up at her. "Imzadi!"

But Will only smiled. *What's the problem Imzadi?*

*Like you don't know!*

"Then why don't you take care of it?"

Her eyes widened almost imperceptibly at his suggestion. Was he saying
what she thought he was saying? His smile widened a little. He was. It
wasn't that she hadn't pleasured herself before in front of his eyes,
but never had he intentionally led her to that point. It aroused her
even more.

Taking his challenge, she couldn't fight her hormones anyway, Deanna
slowly began to slide her hands over her body. You have no idea how
badly I wanted to do this, she thought silently, remembering his
mental ministrations throughout the day. Her hands cupped her breasts,
lifting her thumbs to caress the hardened nipples that pushed against
the silken fabric. A small sigh escaped her and she flicked the nubs a
little harder.

She traced her hands up to her face and down to her back, swiftly
unfastening her dress. She could tell how hard her husband was trying
not to show his arousal and laughed silently, quickening her
movements. Without further delay she allowed her dress to slide down,
her own desire almost too much to fight, if it weren't for the lace
string she was wearing she was sure it would've been dripping down her
thighs. *Don't you want to join me Imzadi?* She asked, sending him the
full force of what she was feeling on mental waves. He nearly gasped,
but managed not to.

"Later Love, later."

Trailing her hands up her waist she cupped her bare breasts and gently
lifted them, offering the full mounds to her husband. *Don't you want
to taste Will?* He swallowed, she could see it and to add to his
discomfort she released one mound and lifted the hand to her mouth,
sucking on her index finger before moving it back down and flicking
the puckered nipple. *It feels so good* she moaned mentally, kneading
her breasts for a little while before dropping her hands to her thong.
*Want me to take it off?*

"Oh yes" Happily she complied, rather pleased to get the soaked fabric
away from her sensitive centre. A harsh gasp escaped her as the
moistened silk pulled slightly at her outer lips; she was more aroused
than she'd thought.

Releasing all rational thoughts she trailed her hand through the dark
patch of little curls to disappear in the wetness between her thighs.
Vaguely she heard her husband groaning as she slid a slender finger
through her cleft until it touched her clit. She began to flick it
rapidly, sliding her middle finger deep inside to bring herself to the
release she so desired, her husband completely forgotten.

She could feel her release approaching and sped up the movements of
her hands, bringing the other up to pinch her nipple. Her orgasm was
about to burst free when suddenly Will stood next to her and pulled
her hands away. "No" she whimpered, chiding herself for being so
pathetic, but damn it, she needed that release! Riker had been driving
her nuts all day.

"Look at you," he chided, swiping one finger along the inside of her
thigh "you're all sticky. Looks like we'll have to clean that up."
Deanna couldn't manage to do anything but follow him as he pulled her
along, her mind still numbed by the abrupt interruption of her
pleasure.

The bath was quickly filled with steaming hot water and to her
surprise, no soap. When he released her hands she was tempted to
finish what he'd so evilly made her abort, but remained standing still
when he shot her a glare.

To her dismay Will kept on his boxers when he stepped into the water
and offered her his hand. He told her to remain standing, the water
reaching mid-thigh. Deanna was too aware of the tingling sensation
that throbbed in her pussy to notice the instrument lying on the shelf
behind Will right away.

He picked up a cloth and dipped in into the water, then slowly began
with rinsing her face, making sure there wasn't enough water to trail
paths down her body. Deanna closed her eyes as her husband washed her
face and sighed contently, in spite of her sexual needs, when he moved
down to her neck.

She couldn't help but arch her back when he reached her breasts; first
trailing a tender path along the under curves, before drawing slow
circles on one, then on the other before shifting his attention to the
tender peaks The Betazoid moaned softly as the slightly rough cloth
scraped over her tightening nipples and travelled down the valley
between the supple mounds.

After he'd finished with her stomach and she thought he would finally
get down to business he made her turn around in stead and began anew
at her shoulder blades.

Deanna was close to simply pushing him onto his back and making him
fuck her, but she could sense how badly he wanted this, even over her
own lust that she obeyed him. For now.

Will began kneading her buttocks making her moaning softly as her
juices started flowing again. "Will!" she begged.

*Patience Imzadi, patience* With a little more forced he pushed one
tip of the cloth between her cheeks and ran it all the way down,
repeated that action three more times before asking her to turn around
again. "Spread your legs a little Dee, I want to have a good look."
she shuddered at his oh so sexy bedroom voice and obeyed, trembling
with anticipation.

Will himself, despite his preparations, was having difficulty
restraining as well. If he hadn't been so determined to go through
with his plans he would've taken her back in the living room. He gave
himself a little reward, quickly running one finger through her sex
and then sucking it clean, savouring her familiar yet exotic flavour,
then repeating the action and bringing his finger to her mouth.
Bending slightly forward Deanna ran her the tip of her tongue along
the length of his offering.

Finally he got down to business; cleaning her thighs with such
tenderness it brought a soft smile on her lips. She shivered when the
fabric touched her outer lips and cried out when he drew from her
buttocks through her soaked pussy in one smooth move. "Like that?"

"Hmmm"

For the first time since he'd started his little game he looked
directly in her eyes and was nearly blown off his feet (or knees) by
the passion she threw at him. "Sit down with me?"

Deanna obliged, biting her lips when the water hit the hot and wet
junction of her thighs. Will drew her against his chest, just holding
her for a few precious moments before moving her backwards against the
edge of the tub. Out of reflex she flung her arms over head to grab
hold of the edge when Will grabbed her by her thighs and pulled her
hips above the water.

He moved his hand to the small of her back to support her as he
grabbed a tube of soap. He dribbled the cold liquid over the little
black curls and with his palm pressed against her exposed clitoris
rubbed it in until it started foaming. His hand left her again to
return with a shimmering razor. *Hold still Love*

Deanna drew a deep breath and held it as se felt the cold blade scrape
through the hairs on her mound, baring her completely. The quivering
of her stomach and throbbing in her pussy increased with each touch of
the blade.

Will kept his eyes on the blade, careful not to hurt her. But between
moves he allowed his eyes to wonder downward, to her lips opened with
desire and wetted by water and vaginal juices alike. When he was done
shaving the last hairs away he rubbed more soap into her now bare
flesh and then pushed her pelvis under water to clean the soap away
final time. "Very pretty."

His deep voice sent more shivers up her spine, but Troi controlled
herself still when he rose from the water, looking larger than life.
Will reached for her hand and pulled her to her feet. She surprised
herself by being able to stand despite the desire racing through her
body. "I got you a present." Still holding her hand he entered the
living area and picked up the gift box from the table. Deanna nearly
yelled at him that she didn't care about the gift and that she just
wanted him to touch her, but the anticipation that poured from him
made her hold back.

She accepted the box and tore off the wrapping, lifting the lid of the
rectangular box. Something black and shiny appeared. Confused he
glanced up at her husband. "Take it out."

Whatever it was it felt strangely smooth and artificial and when
unfolded seemed to resemble a dress of some kind. "It's a dress?"

"Yes, latex. Put it on." His anticipation and arousal increased,
providing all the motivation she needed to obey his order. "How?"

Smiling he motioned for her to come closer and then took the dress
from her. It looked way to small Deanna thought, but she watched as he
unzipped the silver zip in the middle. Completely open the dress was
nothing more than a piece of fabric. He swung it behind her, drawing
the edges forward. She shivered from its coldness against her back and
watched as he brought the ends together. "Hold it." At his command the
too hold of the top of the dress, barely covering her nipples. Riker
knelt down and pulled the two lower edges together and Troi realized
that the fabric only barely covered her ass. As his hands fumbled to
hook the edges together by the zipper she felt his knuckles brushing
her nether lips.

Her arousal flared again, her breathing increasing when he pulled the
zipper closer. The latex was molded against her body like a glove;
constricting her in such a manner that it only made her hornier. With
each breath her breasts were squeezed by the tight, smooth material.

From the box Will pulled a thin strip of the same fabric and he
quickly fastened it around her neck, almost like a dog's collar. Then,
from the same box, he grabbed a pair of black, high-heeled sandals.
Kneeling down again he slipped them on her feet, caressing her thighs
and calves as he fastened the thin straps. Deanna, attacked by his
lust as well as her own, was sure her desire was dripping down her
thighs.

Finished fastening the sandals, Will rose and lead her to the full-
length mirror in the bedroom. Deanna looked at herself, feeling
strangely disconnected from her reflection. "You look so hot" her
husband whispered in her ear; releasing her hair from its pinned-up
position.

Troi didn't reply, staring in amazement at her reflection. She
looked...hot. The tiny dress molded perfectly again her curves;
emphasizing her breasts and waist, the high heels elongating her
slender legs. She turned, watching her own profile. She looked sexy,
felt sexier than she had ever before and the collar she wore made her
feel strangely?submissive.

Will too watched his wife's body. She looked ever hotter than he had
expected when he first thought about her in such an outfit. The black
of the dress, collar and heels mixed perfectly with her pale, soft
skin and black hair and eyes. Her breasts were full and firm against
the fabric, the contours of her nipples clear against the latex, and
the hem ending just below her ass.

His erection pushed painfully against his still wet boxers and through
their empathic link he felt that his wife was quite pleased with her
appearance herself. He pulled her flush against his own body. Hungrily
he attacked her mouth, kissing her harder and fiercer than he had in a
long time, switching between nipping her lips and duelling with her
tongue. The smooth latex, by now having soaked up her body heath, felt
almost alive against his skin. Her expressive eyes where shiny with
lust and she began to hump against him.

"Will you obey me?" Anxiously he waited for her answer, his heart
hammering in his chest with anticipation.

"What?"

"Will you do as I say? No questions asked, no comments made...do you
trust me?"

She thought about it, trying to find out what he was up to, but in the
end, her arousal was too intense. *All right*

Will smiled and kissed her again, pushing his tongue deep into her
mouth. "Then," he said when pulling away, "maybe it's time to take
care of these boxers?"

Smiling slyly Deanna slithered down until she was kneeling in front of
him, teasingly sliding just two fingers into the waistband of his
underwear. "No games Deanna." His stern voice shot like a sharp
reminder of her promise through her mind and she quickly pulled the
black fabric down; coming face to face with Riker's engorged penis.

She tilted her head to look up at him, staying kneeled as she waited
for her next order. He just nodded, watching the emotions flickering
across Troi's Grecian features. Without hesitation she took his
erection in her hand, squeezing gently to test its hardness. Will
tried not to react, but couldn't hold back a moan when his wife
forcefully pulled at his cock, then quickly licked the prominent vain
running along the underside of his hardness.

Her tong played crazy games along his cock, teasing its base, then its
head and then moving to his balls. At his command she took the smooth
head into her mouth; wetting it with her tongue and then gently
sucking, flicking her tongue against the little slit.

"Ohhh yes." Without conscious thought he reached for her head, burying
his hands in the mass of her curls and began thrusting against her;
hoping to feel the moist wetness of her mouth around his entire
length.

Deanna didn't object; feeling her own juices dribbling down the
insides of the thighs was all the motivation she needed to get him off
as quickly as she could and the salty taste of his pre-cum told her
that it wouldn't be long..

Will groaned as she took him deeper, thrusting lightly to ease the way
until she took a last breath and began to deep throat him. *Oh God,
Dea!* If she kept this up he was going to blow any minute, her hand
tugging at his balls in time with her bobbing up and down only made it
worse.

In a moment of strength, he pulled her away from him, a little more
roughly than intended, but he really didn't care. Troi rose and
automatically smoothed down the dress that had ridden up; shivering as
the latex rubbed against her newly bared mound. She stood perfectly
still as Riker circled around her, then watched with interest at the
bag he suddenly held.

*Got some toys for you Love*

Immediately she felt the throbbing in her pussy increase and hungrily
kissed him back. Whatever he had planned, she was sure they'd both
remember this night for a long time to come. *Touch me Imzadi, please.
I'll do anything for you...I'll let you do anything to me. I'll be
*your* little toy* She felt him smile against her lips and smiled
back. Pleased to have pleased him and terribly impatient for his next
move.

*Good girl, now, not another sound* He took a small step back and once
again admired her form; this time pulling the silver zipper slightly
down; just enough so that her large, firm breasts were revealed.
Grabbing an erect nipple between thumb and index-finger he pinched,
making his little toy gasp harshly. "I said, no sound" She nodded
meekly, biting her lower lip as he bent his head and took the other
nipple in his mouth. He suckled forcefully, drawing as much of her
breast in his mouth as she could, worrying the tender peak with his
teeth and tongue, driving her crazy.

When he bit down the stimulation was too much for Troi and she
shrieked. Immediately he pulled away, displeased with the sound and
letting it show. "Against the wall. Now." Deanna obeyed instantly, and
backed up against the nearest wall.

From the bag Riker withdrew a red piece of fabric and a red latex gag.
He kissed her once more, and then fastened the gag, smiling cruelly as
she wrinkled her nose at the taste. Tying her hands together with the
remaining string he forced them above her head and hooked the shackle
around a pin protruding from the wall. How long has he been planning
this? Troi wondered half-coherently. "Much better."

She moaned against the latex as he reclaimed her breast; sucking and
nibbling stronger than before. Deanna couldn't believe how aroused she
was or how submissive and dominated. But most of all she felt so
incredibly sexy. This was definitely something she did not mind doing
again.

Her world halted completely when a warm, strong hand suddenly cupped
her dripping pussy, applying a strong pressure. "You're so wet." She
really didn't need to be reminded. He began to massage her, bringing
her to the edge again, but not taking her over. Rubbing her until she
was sure she couldn't get any wetter, hell, the latex was stuck to her
skin.

She moaned in disappointment when he took his hand away, watching
through a haze of lust as he raised his hand, wiping a single wet
finger against her cheeks and untying the gag with the other hand.
"Clean it." Again, something not entirely new to her, but the way he
ordered her brought a whole new dimension to the game.

Obediently and silently she licked his hand clean, revelling in her
own taste and painfully aware of where the wetness came from. "Well
done Love." The compliment pleased her and she waited for him to
continue, surprisingly, she no longer cared as much about her own
release; she just wanted to please him.

Will sensed the change in his wife and smiled secretly, pleased of how
she was enjoying this little game and decided to give her a little
reward. Sealing his mouth over hers he slipped his hand back between
her thighs, no longer hindered by the latex because it was now bunch
up around her waist. Forcefully he pushed two fingers into her hot
wetness, settling for a quick thrusting movement. He felt her moan
into his kiss and decided to slip in a third finger, almost instantly
she began undulating her hips against him, trying to get the most of
his finger-fucking. *Oh yes, you like that, don't you Love?*

*Yes! Will don--* He pulled his fingers out, taking some enjoyment in
her whimpers at the loss of pleasure. He drew back from her sweet and
hungry mouth and quickly slid the gag back in place, unable to control
an evil smile.

Her eyes were smouldering with the desire and followed him as he took
a step back. "God Dea, you want to come, don't you?" She nodded. "I
thought so. You look desperate Love. Juices dripping down your tights;
your dress no longer hiding your bare pussy or your magnificent tits."
He could see her eyes widen at his choice of words and knew that it
made her even hotter.

Seeing her like that he decided she'd earned a little release. After
all, he wouldn't want the fun to be over to quickly when they really
got down to business. Kneeling before her he fastened his mouth on her
wide-spread sex. He scooped her juices up with his tongue, revelling
in her sweet taste. He felt her muscles tighten under his grip and
listened to her attempts at moaning. Stiffening his tongue he thrust
the agile muscle deep into her, licking the moist walls of her hot
centre and smiling at the near spastic ripples of her muscles. *You
taste wonderful Love*

Deanna was going crazy. The lack of pubic hair intensified any and all
sensations and his teasing; the prolonging of her climax had turned
her insides liquid ages ago. Her pussy was aching to have his cock
inside and her nipples were so damn hard that she was constantly aware
of them. But the most maddening of all was the gag; she'd always liked
to vocalize her feelings.

Withdrawing his tongue Will pushed two fingers up and inside of her,
thrusting them hard and fast into her. His mouth latched onto her
erect clit, sucking the sensitive nub deeply. Flicking it with his
tongue and sliding a third finger inside her, he bit gently down as
her body tensed in orgasm. Juices ran down his fingers and onto his
hand, but he kept up fingering and sucking, staying with her as she
tried to scream in ecstasy and bucked against him.

He controlled the urge to laugh in victory as this hot Betazoid woman,
who no doubt was the subject of many a man's dreams, was putty in his
hands and mouth. Her body had gone still and tense for the briefest of
moments before it had exploded in a chaos fevered attempts to prolong
and intensify the orgasm he'd granted her...no other man could ever do
this to her and knowing that, a rush of power like none before ran
through him.

When she'd come down from her peak he rose to his feet and released
her from her bonds. Wobbling unsteadily on the high heels she took a
few steps and waited. "Straighten your dress." She did so quickly,
shivering as the latex clung to her upper thighs and against her bare
mound. "Stand still." Reaching for the bag he pulled out two metallic
items. Lifting her left breast in his hand, he squeezed and gave her
hard nipple a wet kiss, then put the silver nipple-clamp on it. Deanna
squirmed with pain, but he held her fast, clamping the second on her
other nipple. A weight hanging on each clamp pulled at the dark buds
when he guided her to the bed. "Feels nice, doesn't it?"

Wisely she did not react, not that she could, seeing how her entire
being was focused on her rock hard, aching nipples and throbbing
pussy. Will moved to stand behind her, admiring her ass for a number
of moments. "Crawl onto the bed." Reading what he wanted, Deanna bent
at the waist, giving her husband a nice view of her wet cuntlips
caught between sleek, milky thighs. She gasped as the weight pulled at
the nipple clamps and crawled to the middle of the bed, keeping her
ass up high. "On your back." She responded immediately to his barked
order and rolled over, pulled her luscious curls from under her head
and back and settled.

Riker tied her quickly to the bed; her hands above her head to
emphasize her tits and her legs spread wide to give him full access to
her moist sex. From the bag he took a black and red blindfold to match
her dress and gag and fastened it. Looming over her he kissed her
forehead. *If you want me to stop, just say so*

Her silence was all the response he needed. His hand slid back between
her legs, curving under the fabric of her little dress and massaging
her naked skin. She rotated her hips against his hand and bit down on
her gag. Yearning for more in spite of her release just seconds
earlier; the Phase did funny things to a half-Betazoid.

As his fingers slipped once again inside her she moaned against her
gag and tried to move against his hand, but the bonds wouldn't let
her. The bed dipped and suddenly a hot breath hit her ear. "You're my
little toy." He reminded her. "You can't move an inch can you? I bet
it turns you on." He nuzzled the column of her neck, slowly moving
down. "Do you want me to fuck you, Deanna?" She moaned affirmative,
her belly tightening when he spoke the ancient Terran profanity. "Say
it sweetheart. Tell me what you want."

Releasing the last of her control Troi's mind called out to her
husband's, *Fuck me Imzadi!*

"Soon Love, soon." With now four fingers inside of her he held his
hand still, feeling her vaginal muscles contracting and releasing
around his digits. His fingers were coated with her juices, he could
actually feel the silvery fluid slid down his fingers, onto his hand
and his cock throbbed painfully between his legs. He had to hold off,
he wanted to save his release for that final moment when he'd shoot
his sperm into her tightest, hottest little hole.

Keeping his fingers still inside her he moved down, gazing upon the
erotic view spread before him. Arousal had teased her tiny, sensitive
clitoris from under its hiding place; her large labial lips were
spread tightly around his fingers and wetness seeped around them;
coating her inner thighs and trickling down to the exposed entrance to
her anus. Reaching underneath her he pulled her asscheeks apart,
further exposing the puckered hole.

He wetted a finger of his other hand with his mouth and placed the
cold digit against her backdoor, grinning as he watched her body
tense. In slow circles he rimmed her for a few seconds, then he slowly
pushed his finger inside; enjoying the strong clenching of her muscle.
"God Dea, your little ass is so tight!" She squirmed about as he
rotating the finger inside her, trying to get the most out of the
motion. Soon he added a second finger and began slowly thrusting in
and out of Troi's hot little ass.

With metal clamps painfully biting down on her hard, dark nipples and
his warm fingers filling her pussy and anus, Deanna's black world
slowly turned white. When his hot, talented mouth sucked her clit hard
inside she lost the last remains of coherent thought and awareness of
anything other than her own body. She was ready to explode when he
suddenly and abruptly withdrew his mouth and hands, leaving her almost
crying from despair.

There wasn't a sound around her, no touch for almost five minutes and
then, out of the blue, something hard, yet soft; warm, but colder than
herself was rubbing against her; sliding up and down her dripping
slit. Nudging then her opening, then her clit, bringing her back to
completely arousal with just a few strokes. "Tell me Dea."

The gag left her no option but answering mentally, subconsciously
drawing on his fantasy. *I want....I need you inside me Will! I need
your big cock fucking me until I come. Fuck me Master! PLEASE!*

He nearly lost control when she called him Master and as a testimony
to that, a clear drop of pre-cum oozed from his penis, falling onto
her clit. Reaching to his side he picked out a large, fire-red dildo
and brought it against her. First he pushed the toy against her anus,
and then he slid it up to her slick pussy. With one hard thrust he
rammed half of the plastic applicant into her. Her back arched as much
as possible when the cold plastic pistoned along the heated walls of
her seeping channel and Riker kept pushing the dildo further and
further inside her, until a guttural, muffled squeal told him the
fake-cock had touched her cervix. With hard and fast strokes he pumped
the device in and out of her, licking and biting the inside of her
knees.

Deanna wanted to scream as the cold cock was pushed inside her; her
pussy was stretched to the limit to accept the thick, long rod, but it
felt so damn good that she didn't care about the slight pain?.
Confusion settled in when she felt his teeth graze the tender skin at
the inside of her knee, but he answered her unspoken question. *How
does that feel Love? Having a plastic cock inside your pussy* She
twitched her hips as he pushed the toy in as far as it would go and
then held it still. *You've played with dildo's before, haven't you
sweetheart? Don't deny it.* From his point of view he could actually
see her hot little cunt clamping down on the red rod and then
releasing it. *Yes, squeeze it good. Work those little muscles Honey.
Make yourself come*

With small moves she rotated her hips, feeling the thick penis inside
of her nudging her walls in a almost painful manner. *You're so hot
Dea; your cum is dripping along that nice hard dildo. I know you can
feel it. You're so close, all I need to do is this* He wriggled the
dildo ever so slightly inside her, sending electrical sparks
throughout her groin and suddenly she was coming. Hard. And he started
moving the toy again, pumping it hard and fast in and out of her.
Increasing the maddening pleasure until she lost all control over her
body. Orgasm squirted out of her, pushing past the plastic cock to be
eagerly lapped up by her husband.

He kept moving the red toy inside off her, as hard and fast as he
possibly could and within seconds one climax had disolved in another.
Deanna lost all awareness of anything but the fire raging through her
body. When Will pulled the now-soaked plastic penis the pleasure was
replaced by emptiness and she murmured her objection against the gag,
not even remembering the latex in her mouth, or that she wasn't
supposed to speak.

The tension on her legs and arms was suddenly relieved and slowly it
dawned on her that he had released her from the shackles and had
undone the tight latex dress. "Turn over." She obeyed slowly, not
finding the strength in her muscles to comply quickly. Once lying on
her stomach she realized he'd taken the clamps off her nipples. She
still expected to be tied up again, but he seemed content with leaving
her be; he even took the gag away.

She lay in darkness for a long minute, listening to Will's heavy
footsteps as he retreated from the room and returned just seconds
later. She felt him settle at her side and dribble something warm on
her lower back. Strong hands began rubbing the oil in her skin,
relaxing her bit by bit. Enjoying the massage Deanna folded her arms
under head and sighed contently. His hands left her back and began
anew at her feet.

Tried by the anticipation and pleasure of the evening, Deanna felt her
eyes begin to droop and fell into a light snooze. But as his strong
hands reached her upper thighs the gentle massage of the tender area
re-awakened her desire. She parted her legs in an open invitation and
shuddered as he slowly slipped a finger inside her. A moan escaped her
as he added a second finger and slowly began thrusting in and out of
her hypersensitive pussy.

Soon he'd brought her back to the brink of release and she began
humping back against his hand as he kept still. His other hand
continued the massage of her ass cheeks, lathering the soft, firm skin
with oil. Automatically she pushed her ass up as one of Riker's
fingers began teasing her little asshole and a muffled scream hit the
blankets underneath her as the finger slipped inside. "Awake Love?"

*Hmm*

Keeping his fingers inside of her he moved over her and caught her
mouth with his, exploring her tongue with his own and for a few
seconds Deanna thought she was going to come just from his kiss. Her
belly was rippling and tingling with need again and she moaned into
his mouth as he seemed to try and crawl inside her.

Another moan followed, this time of disappointment, as he withdrew his
nimble fingers again, but this time a hard cock was put along her
drooling cleft. She pushed her ass back at him; begging him wordlessly
to put the thick rod inside of her. He refused to give in just yet and
slid up and down against her, wetting his cock with her juices until
she had withdrawn from the edge far enough.

Without giving her a warning he pushed his thick penis inside her,
sliding all 10 inches along her hot, quivering innerwalls, shuddering
at her tightness. Troi groaned and then sighed contently as her
husband set a slow thrusting speed. Soon however she realized he
didn't put enough force behind his thrusting to bring her to orgasm.
In dismay she began humping back at him, but instantly he withdrew.
"Will!"

"Patience. Hoist your cute little butt up."

Deanna complied slowly; her arms and legs still somewhat weak from the
sexual onslaught and when she didn't move quickly enough a rough hand
slapped her left ass cheek. She squealed in surprise; her belly
tightening. This shouldn't arouse her, she noted somewhere in the back
of her mind, but somehow the stinging sensations caused her juices to
flow harder.

Riker saw and sensed this and found himself enjoying the power he had
over her. Not in a million years had he ever thought he'd be doing
this?but here he was; spanking his sexy wife as she held her ass up
for him. Her moans grew louder with each handprint left on her milky
white skin and his erection seemed to react with its own set of send
sensations.

It was time for the grand finale.

"Ready Love?"

"YES!" Wantonly she humped back against his crotch, moaning louder and
louder as his hard cock rubbed against her pussy and clit. She was
hardly aware of the blindfold across her eyes any more, all she cared
about was getting that climax her hormones demanded. Unexpectedly
something buzzing was slid into her hungry cunt. "What?!"

"I thought we'd try something different." Riker answered her question.
Placing his large hands on her still red and sensitive skin he slowly
spread her cheeks, exposing her puckered sphincter; already relaxed by
the previous treatment of his fingers and lubed up by the oil and
Deanna's own cum.

He pushed the head of his hard cock against the muscle, smiling as she
groaned and clenched her muscles in a mixture of fear, desire and
uncertainty. *Relax, I'll go easy* Putting more force behind the very
intimate touch and groan loudly as the purple head slipped inside the
tight orifice. He enjoyed the new sensation for a little bit before
moving deeper, making his wife moan louder while he kept his teeth
clenched together. *God Dea, you feel so amazing. You're ass is so
hot, so tight*

"Ohhh." Deanna felt like she was exploding, Will's penis felt immense
as he forced it up her ass, but despite the pain she wanted it. Badly.
"Yes!" She thought he was in as far as he could possibly go, but he
adjusted slightly and slipped in another inch. Her back arched and she
tossed her curls up in the air, letting out a short scream.

"How does that feel Sweetheart? How does it feel to have my big cock
up your tight little ass?"

"I?" The incredible sensation of having her husband's cock thrust up
her ass for the first time was too overwhelming she couldn't speak and
when he slowly pulled back until only the tip of his penis remained in
her painfully expanded anus she lost all strength in her arms.

Will smiled as Deanna's arms gave out from under her and she slipped
face-down on the mattress. Her breasts flattened against the covers
and her ass pushed up higher. "Tell me Love."

"It?hurts." She managed in a small voice, the amazing combination of
physical pain and pleasure and the emotional impact of being dominated
into enjoying being sodomized left her body shaking for that final,
joined, climax.

"Do you want it?"

"Yes." To prove it she humped back against him, slowly taking him back
to the hilt and shuddering as his balls slapped lightly against her
battered pussy and the vibrator within.

Through the thin wall of flesh Riker felt the vibrator buzzing away in
her cunt. He knew she was ready and God knew he was more than ready to
fuck his sexy wife's ass. He pulled nearly all the way out and harshly
pushed his cock back inside, hardly aware of Deanna's scream. He
repeated the action again and again, each thrust becoming easier as
she surrendered her body to him and his precum started lubricating her
tight ass more thoroughly. She was so hot, so tight.

Deanna began moaning louder and louder and was enjoying being fucked
in her ass more and more as the pain gave away to mind-blowing
pleasure as the cock sank deep into her bowels, time after time and
the walls of her pussy where rippling along the buzzing toy. Will
started to move harder and faster, fucking her ass with all his might
and she wanted it, she wanted to fulfill his fantasy?more than she had
ever wanted anything before. "Fuck my ass." She mumbled, encouraged by
his emotional response. "Fuck my ass!" She yelled harder, thrusting
her hips back against his.

"You like this, don't you? You like being fucked up your ass!" His
hands reached for her tits. Mauling the firm globes roughly, pinching
her nipples until, unnoticed by either of them, drops of milk squirted
from them onto the sheets.

The incredible sensations in her tits where the final drop for Deanna.
She didn't care about anything but feeling him explode in her ass.
"YES! Please, Will! Cum, cum inside my ass!"

It was the last straw on his tightly stretched control and his cock
exploded inside her anus, filled her bowels with hot spurting sperm
and he roared his release into the air.

Deanna screamed as she felt him com in her ass, the feeling triggering
her own orgasm. Frantically she pushed back at him, wanted the orgasm
to last and last and last until it so completely overwhelmed her that
she fell into unconsciousness, her body still shaking with pleasure.

Anticipating this Riker moved with her, keeping his softening cock
deep into her ass, enjoying the tightness and warmth. When at last he
moved out of her he watched with interest as his white cum bubbled out
Troi's loosened asshole, the globs of sperm slid down to her pussy and
fell over the end of the vibrator still sticking out her cunt. He
pulled it out and put it on the nightstand, curios what it would look
like once her cum had dried up.

She looked magnificent, lying limply on the bed, sperm and cuntjuice
drying on her ass, tights and pussy, a sheen of sweat and oil covered
the rest of her body. Lying down at her side and pulling the sheets up
over their naked bodies he wondered why he'd never fucked his wife up
the ass before. It felt incredible and from her current state it was
move than obvious that she had enjoyed it too. Slowly stroking her
sensitive skin he brought her back to the place of the living.

"Hmmm?."

"Pretty good wasn't it?"

If she could have mustered the strength she would've turned and kissed
him. "I'll say." Settling against his warm body she closed her eyes
again, deciding she'd better be asleep when her body started to hurt.

*I love you Dea, you'll never know how much* He assured her.

The emotional waves of love and affection he send along had the
desired effect as he felt her react in kind. It felt like those first
weeks of their marriage all over again. *I love you too Imzadi* she
attempted to lift her head to give him a kiss goodnight, but was
simply too tired.

Will smiled and as he settled for sleep and watched her adorable, near
sleeping expression. His mind was already working on their next
encounter, after all, people lived to better themselves, did they not?

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The End