The BLTS Archive - The Other Side #1: The Proper Care of A First Officer by Mistyfur (misty_fur@yahoo.com) --- Disclaimer: All publicly recognizable characters, settings, etc. are the property of their respective owners. The original characters and plot are the property of the author. No money is being made from this work. No copyright infringement is intended. --- He wasn't sure what had jostled him out of his dreamless sleep. He slowly opened his eyes to glance around his quarters and tried to reach for his phaser, only to find himself unable to move his arms. Chakotay's eyes darkened in rage as he took in the sight of his manacled wrists. A cool breeze had him shivering slightly. He glanced down and saw that he was completely naked except for a thin silk blanket. Cursing aloud, he tugged at the restraints until his wrists were red and chafed. Breathing heavily and chest heaving, he collapsed back onto his mattress. Once I find the person who did this, they will feel such pain. Chakotay thought with a cruel smile of anticipation. His eyes darkened in pleasure at the torture he would inflict on the witless crewmember. He heard the sound of footsteps approaching his bedroom and turned to see the intruder. His eyes widened in shock and a hint of lust. He shuddered slightly at the thought of what was yet to come this evening. Judging from the cool look his capturer was giving him, he would be lucky if he survived the evening. "Chakotay," Janeway purred. "I see that you're finally awake, pet." Her icy blue eyes mapped his trapped body. She stood before him wearing her Star Fleet tank top and pants, but had removed her jacket and undershirt. Her delicate, cruel hands were encased within her black leather gloves as she held a small wooden box. Her auburn hair shone in the artificial light of his cabin. Her fingers caressed the wooden box as her eyes swept hungrily over his body. "What's this about, Captain?" Chakotay growled, glaring at her. Janeway sauntered into his room and stood beside his imprisoned body. She placed the box beside him and then ran her fingers lightly over his bronze chest. "Someone's been a very naughty first officer. You, of all people, should know what happens to disobedient crew members, having once been a captain yourself," Janeway taunted, tracing lightly over his erect nipples. "You've disappointed me very much today, Commander, and you've given this crew the false illusion that I would tolerate such behavior." "I don't know what you mean, Captain," Chakotay said through clenched teeth. His eyes followed her every caress. "Missing a briefing, stealing a shuttle, disobeying my direct orders, wasting valuable time," Janeway mocked, "but my favorite of the day has to be you going after that bitch Seska." "It was my right as-" Chakotay snarled. Janeway leaned down and bit down into his flesh. Her eyes glittered with power and lust as she looked into his aroused, angry eyes. "You aren't aboard your ship anymore, Chakotay. You have no rights unless I give them to you," Janeway stated coldly. "I can see that you need a little one on one with your Captain, to better understand your current role on my ship." "Aye, Aye, Captain," Chakotay arrogantly replied. He wasn't going to give into her games. By the end, he would prove to her who was the stronger of the two. He ran his eyes over her petite form and smirked, before turning his head away from her body in disregard. Janeway harshly pulled his face towards her, her eyes icy and a cruel smile flirting across her lips. "Oh, I'm going to enjoy this more than you will, but by the end you'll be begging to continue to serve under me." Janeway chuckled in pleasure as she watched his movements. "But first, you'll need to be punished for your actions today. After all, you knew that I wanted to take care of Seska personally." She walked to the bedside table and carefully placed the box in full view. Gazing into his angry eyes, she slowly removed her black tank top and pants. When she was finished undressing, she stood before him in a matching set of bra and panties. Janeway smiled as she opened the box. She removed a large wax candle, matches, a paddle and a vibrator. She curled her hand around the vibrator and stroked it. Chakotay groaned at the sight of the goddess before him and tugged against his bonds. The rich azure of her lingerie contrasted with her pale skin and outlined the very place that Chakotay desperately wanted to caress. "So silent, Commander. Don't you want something, Commander?" Janeway asked, placing the vibrator down and lighting the candle. "Let's see, how am I going to punish you? Any suggestions?" Chakotay silently regarded her. "With pleasure?" Janeway mused seductively. Janeway leaned down and trailed kisses down his chest. Pausing briefly to engulf his nipple into the moist crevasse of her mouth. She twirled her tongue around the hardening peak before moving onto its neglected twin. When both were stiff peaks, she continued on her way down his chest stopping just shy of his shaft. Janeway caressed the hot swollen flesh and gently blew on the engorged head. Chakotay shuddered under her hands and arched slightly towards her in a silent plea for more. His eyes closed to small slits as he watched his commanding officer's performance. Meeting his eyes, Janeway engulfed his throbbing cock into the moist inferno of her mouth. She hummed and felt his cock lengthen. She pulled away and gazed at his aroused body. She felt a rush of intense desire at what was yet to come. Eyes darkening with cruel pleasure, she lightly scratched a path away from his throbbing member, coming to a rest on his trembling thighs. Chakotay breathed heavily as his body was left mere moments away from an intense orgasm. He groaned, "Captain… please." "You seemed to have enjoyed the pleasure, so maybe that wouldn't be the proper punishment for you." Janeway thought aloud, digging her razor sharp nails into his thighs. "Maybe I should punish you with pain?" Chakotay gasped as the new sensation rushed through his body. "Which do you think worked best, Commander?" Janeway asked, not removing her painful grip. "The pleasure was horrible," Chakotay gasped, his body taunt with repressed desire, "I couldn't possible be able to handle any more of that treatment." "Really? I seemed to have gotten more of a response from pain," Janeway replied, releasing the imprisoned flesh. His flesh bore the scars of her ownership. "So I think pain is really the way to go. Oh, and Commander, if you come before I say you can, your punishment will increase." Was she trying to kill him? Janeway reached for the paddle and tapped it casually against her leg. "So how many slaps does your little mutiny deserve? Missing a briefing - twenty, stealing a shuttle - plus 20, having to come and get you - plus twenty, disobeying orders - plus twenty and taking care of Seska - plus sixty. That makes it one hundred forty. You've been very naughty." Janeway toyed with him, running the edge of the paddle lightly over his body. Skimming over his nipples and lightly brushing over the head of his cock. "He seems eager to receive his punishment." Chakotay clenched his jaw and refused to answer. He struggled slightly against his bonds in futile attempt to escape his captivity. "You can't escape. These bonds are strong enough to hold a Vulcan trapped during his pon farr." He braced himself for the coming punishment. The sting of the first slap of the paddle caused him to gasp softly. "One," Janeway called out. She paddled his body in an even pattern, working her way up one leg and back down the other. She stopped every fifteen blows to stroke his thickening flesh, leaving the tender flesh aching for more. Chakotay's skin reddened and burned hotly under the evenly placed blows. He breathed heavily as Janeway reached one hundred forty and stopped. He flinched as she ran her nails over the sensitive area of his inner thighs. "Almost done, Commander," Janeway purred, placing the paddle down and stroking his swollen shaft. "Did you let Seska touch you like this? Did she run her hands over your golden chest?" Chakotay bit back a plea as he was released from her firm grasp, only to moan in surprise as Janeway straddled his body and ground against his throbbing cock. He watched as she fondled her creamy breasts, kneading and stroking the aching flesh as she rocked sensuously against him. He could feel the dew flowing from her, soaking her panties, and smell the sweet scent of her arousal, an aphrodisiac to his heightened senses. Desperately he pressed against her, groaning as the silk teased his erection. Janeway smiled as she felt him trying to press closer against her velvet heat, his engorged flesh throbbing against her panties with each movement she made with her hips. "Did you want something? " Janeway questioned, as she leisurely slid the bra straps off her shoulders and removed her bra. She reached up and pulled out all her hairpins, releasing her hair to fall in auburn curls around her delicate shoulders. Holding onto two hairpins, she leaned down, her long hair brushing teasingly over his broad chest. She pinched Chakotay's nipples into a firm peak before sliding a pin around each erect nub. Chakotay's eyes darkened with lust and he wet his lips drawing Janeway's attention. She slid forward until her breasts were within reach of Chakotay's mouth. Her rosy nipple teased along his parted lips before being ravenously captured within his mouth. He worried the stiffening peak with his tongue and pulled away to nip it sharply. Janeway moaned and rocked against him. Her thighs tightened around his prone body, internal muscle clenching and releasing with each tug on her swollen peaks. She shuddered as Chakotay flicked her nipple with his tongue and pulled away breathing heavily. "Did you forget that your body belongs to me? Maybe you need another reminder," Janeway proclaimed in a husky voice. "I'm going to make sure that everyone knows that you're my property, Commander." "Maybe if you'd fuck me more often, Captain, I wouldn't forget," Chakotay challenged, trying to look bored. Janeway's reaction was swift and painful as she twisted the hairpins and felt him jerk in response. "After tonight, Commander, no one on this ship is going to question anything that I say and do. Or touch anything that belongs to me," Janeway replied coolly, reaching for the melting candle. The light flickered as she brought it towards him. Tilting it, she watched the first drop of hot wax splatter onto his chest. Her eyes gleamed with lust as he writhed under her, groaning. Shit! He struggled to hold back his climax. He was so close to losing control as each drop seared his flesh and pushed him closer to the edge of the precipice. He closed his eyes and drew in sharp panting breaths. As if sensing his internal struggle, Janeway ground against his hard shaft, taunting him to lose control and fall deeper into her power. Slowly, she let drop after drop fall, forever marking him. Chakotay cursed with each letter that was created by hot wax, forever imprinting on his chest for all to see 'Property of the Captain'. He glared at her angrily. "You haven't learned your lesson yet, have you?" Janeway purred. Watching his defiant gaze as it moved over her body. With a smirk, she reached for the vibrator and turned it on. It buzzed loudly in the quiet of the bedroom. Janeway ran the vibrating tip over Chakotay's body, circling his nipples and tracing a line down his abdomen, before resting it against him. She leaned back onto the open space between his imprisoned legs. She slid her panties off, exposing the petal soft folds of her womanhood to his hungry eyes. Her auburn curls were damp with her arousal and her mound was swollen and plump. Janeway laid her legs over his, fully exposing her sex to him. She reached for the vibrator and, holding the pulsating phallus, she circled it around her aching mound. She touched the throbbing tip against her clitoris and moaned as it sent a jolt of arousal throughout her. Janeway slowly circled over her opening before separating the pink folds and thrusting the hard shaft into her. Her muscles clenched tightly around its smooth surface as she slid the device in and out of her aching center. Her dew glistened off the shaft as it was pulled from her body. She tugged and pinched on her nipples, caressing the hard peaks and sending a rush of pleasure washing over her. The small cabin filled with the echoes of her moans as she forced device faster and deeper into herself, pushing her closer to a shattering climax. With a sharp cry, she collapsed against the bed, breathed heavily. Chakotay watched mesmerized as Janeway pleasured herself. The sight of her hands caressing her own body, following the path that he soon longed to trace, was almost more than he could bear; he was ready to tear through his bonds. An intense fire raged with him. He could barely rein in his desire to climax against her milky skin, anointing her with his cream. Chakotay looked through heavy lidded eyes as Janeway sat up and stretched, her body flushed from her recent climax. "Now, Commander, let's see how much you like serving under me," Janeway said, sliding up his body. She grasped his large shaft and rubbed the drop of his essence that seeped out of his velvet tip. Straddling him, she rubbed his engorged shaft along her swollen cleft. Janeway slid down his shaft, completely encasing his throbbing flesh. Biting her lip, she moaned as his cock filled her completely. She leaned down and pressed tiny nips along his chest. Chakotay shuddered as she clenched tightly around him. Chakotay was tightly wrapped within her hot, wet sheath, unable to thrust into her. Forced to lie under her and submit to her seductive pace. Janeway taunted him by rising up until only the tip of his shaft was within her and then sliding slowly down until she was flushed against him. She crushed her mouth against his, her tongue demanding entrance into the moist recess before claiming him. They plundered each other's mouths, each trying to overtake the other in a battle of wills, pulling away to gasp for air. She leaned back with a groan as Chakotay's shaft pulsated within her. Chakotay smirked at her. Daring her to finish what she started. Janeway raised an eyebrow and responded to his challenge. She lightly grind her body into his, rocking against him slowly. Her hand reaching down to stroke her heated flesh, while the other pinched and tugged Chakotay's erect nipple. He groaned at her teasing movements. She was slowly driving him mad and close to losing all of his control. The brushing stroke of her hand caused her to clasp around him tightly, imprisoning him within her pulsating core. He wasn't going to last unless he took matters under his control. She might have imprisoned his body, but he still had ways of bending her to his will. "If I were free right now, I would have you pinned under me and I wouldn't fuck you until you begged and pleaded with me," Chakotay groaned heatedly, breathing heavily. "I'd play with you until you couldn't stand my touch upon your body. I'd make you come over and over until you collapsed, trembling, under me and then I fill you into you were screaming for mercy." Janeway shuddered at the thought of being under his control, her body his personal possession, his own personal slave in the bedroom. Making her pay for each slight that she made towards him, when she was on the bridge being his captain. "Oh," Janeway moaned, she rocked against him faster, rubbing herself against him as her climax approached. She cried out as she was engulfed in a frenzied explosion of sensation. She arched against him as her body pulsated around his shaft, crying out as she was consumed by a burst of ecstasy. With harsh groan, Chakotay quickly followed her as he exploded within her, filling her with his essence. Janeway collapsed over him, gasping for air, her face flushed and a layer of perspiration glistening over her pale body. Chakotay lay under her, still held tightly within her body. Groaning as the last ripples of pleasure echoed throughout her body, causing her to clench tightly around his shaft. Janeway looked at him, through half closed lids, a satisfied grin on her face as she caressed his chest. She sat up and stretched before sliding off him and reaching for her uniform. She dressed slowly, taunting him with the body she kept hidden under that shapeless Starfleet uniform. Chakotay's followed her every move, his dark eyes filled with promises before being concealed as Janeway turned to him. She looked down at her bound captive and smiled. "I trust that you'll need no further instruction on how to be a proper first officer on this ship." "That depends. Is this what I can expect if I disobey you again, Captain?" "Punishment always varies depending on the crime, Commander." "So, this what I can expect if I continue to serve under you," Chakotay asked, with a smirk. "Do I get a turn to make you my Maquis captive?" "Stranger things have happened but I wouldn't count on it," Janeway purred, releasing him from his bounds and sauntering out of his quarters. 'There's always when you least expect it, Captain,' Chakotay thought, as he pictured her trapped body, writhing under him begging for mercy and release. Better watch out, you never know what dangers are lurking in a dark corridor late at night, waiting for just the right moment to arrive. - The End