NC-17

J/P touch of C and C/P

by Raven Chance

disclaimer.. I do not own them Paramount does end of story...

Sometimes the days just didn't seem to go by fast enough. I find myself sitting behind the desk in my ready room. Actually it would be more appropriate to say I was lounging behind my desk. Luckily no one else was here or likely to bother me, It would have been amusing to see their faces . To see the shock when they walk in to see their captain one leg propped on her desk on the right side of her computer the left leg propped on a open drawer. The entire scene would be almost comical if not embarrassing.

I must have been really lost in thought or half asleep cause I never realized someone had entered till I felt a pair of hands on my shoulders. Not just any hands. HIS hands. Their slow massage on my muscles tantalizing me. My head lolled back to rest on his stomach as his fingers worked their way beneath the collar of my tank to rub against bare skin. I gave a little laugh as his thumbs pressed gently into the curve of my neck. I crane my neck up so I can look at his face.

"You know I should really be working on these reports. How am I suppose to get any work done with you doing that?"

"Well I could tell you were really working hard all day I figured you could use a break from all that hard work ...Kathryn."

The man just radiated sex appeal, and he knew it. He also knew I could never resist one of his neck rubs. He knew what it did to me. Damn the man. It was bad enough when I couldn't concentrate on my work cause I was daydreaming about him but now that he is here and touching me...I am NEVER going to get anything done,but then he knew that. He probably was just checking to see if I was finishing the assignment they required of me. I shake his hands off as best I could. "No, I have to get these done now go play elsewhere and leave me alone."

He only snickered as his mouth moved over the skin of my neck. his teeth nipping hard enough to leave a small mark. I groaned as his hands traveled to the slope of my breasts his fingers curling around them and squeezing. I never even realized he had taken my jacket off the sneaky bastard.

"Do you think you can really resist me?" His voice soft and challenging in my ear.

"Leave me alone Tom I mean it. I have to get these done,...." My protest was cut off when his tongue pushed into my mouth forcing a low moan from my throat. Leaning back he watches as I try to catch my breath. "You weren't trying very hard to finish those when I walked in....I seriously doubt you were even thinking about doing them. "

His face leans in closer our lips only inches apart. "Tell me Kathryn, what were you thinking of doing? not working....if so then those reports must be really interesting to have caused such a strong reaction in you."

My eyes look at him in confusion but I know he knows, but how could he? One of his hands reaches towards my crotch and cups me there. "Tell me...was it B'Elanna's pulsing warp engines or Tuvok's compression phaser rifles that got you this wet? or were you working on that paper you are suppose to be writing?”

My smile fades . My hips lift to feel more of his hand . My already burning core lights anew as his fingers start to scrape back and forth over the fabric that sticks to my wet flesh. I protest when his hand moves away from my body. He spins my chair to where I can once again read my screen and the reports that lay on my desk. “Silence......I don’t want you making any noise or I will be forced to gag you. Now, since you are so set on finishing them finish, but I will not make it easy on you. A challenge my dear. you like challenges don't you?"

His tone sent delicious chills down my spine. I could feel myself getting wetter at just the hint of what was to come and not knowing if I would be able to with stand the punishment if I failed. "You seem to think you can get away without punishment....don't think I haven't noticed how you have been happier in the mornings....even if Chakotay and I are both on the late shift. We know you have been pleasuring yourself and you know that is not allowed. Am I right?"

His teasing touches became more demanding his hands cupping my breasts harder, pinching my nipples through the fabric of my tank top. My back arched into his grip. I could feel my nipples swell as the blood raced to them and a stinging sensation started to shoot through my chest.

"See if you can concentrate on those reports now Kathryn....." He handed me the report I had been blindly staring at before he came in all I could do was stare at it. The words blended together. It didn't help when his hands started to caress my shoulders and neck his fingers dipping down into the front of my tank. He was raking his nails across the tops of my breasts when the door chimed. I would have jumped if it hadn't been for his hands keeping me in place.

"Computer identify visitor."

***Commander Chakotay***

Tom bid him enter never moving his hands from their relentless teasing of my breasts. Chakotay's eyes grew dark at the site. He came around the desk Giving Tom a quick kiss while handing me another pad to look at and pretend to concentrate on. Chakotay looked up and down the two of us his hands reaching for the waist of my pants undoing them and slipping his hand in.

"I really wish I could stay and tease this vixen but my Captain is such a slave driver."

I grin knowing he is not really upset. He knows that he is both slave and master. The relationship we have is all the more exciting that way. During shifts I am the master and he obeys me, but when we take off the fleet uniforms I become the obedient one and he the master. Both of them. The only difference. If they disobey an order I can throw them in the brig. If I disobey an order I may find myself sporting a few red marks. Like the ones that I still wear from my last punishment. Chakotay too must have been remembering for his hands reach under my bottom and pinch playfully at the tender flesh he had spanked the night before. He had kept me tied up and bent over that chair for hours after reddening my ass with the cane. All the time I could hear him and Tom in the back ground as they took turns sucking one another off. Their groans of approval only making me squirm more against my bindings. My knees had started to ache before they came over and untied me. It was not the end though. I guess that will be another log to tell.

Tom reassured Chakotay that he would make sure I "suffered" and gave him one last kiss before he returned to the bridge. Now alone once again he removed the mirror that sat under my desk and placed it in front of me. I could not only see myself but him as he stood behind me. His hands ran up and down my body pinching my nipples hard watching as they pebbled under his touch.....my legs automatically spread as his hands traveled down my stomach under the edge of my pants. His fingers found me wet, my hips lifting to his intruding fingers.

He slowly undressed me till I sat naked in my chair. "Keep your eyes on the mirror"

His hands traveled down my thighs... barely touching the soft red curls then further explored to my knee where he lifted it and placed the foot on the open drawer of my desk. Tom was wicked in his torture. His fingers danced across my thighs back and forth never once touching where I wanted him most.His short nails left red trails in my skin and the swift slaps to my inner thighs had me arching for more. I watched everything thorugh the mirror. With my feet propped up I was totally exposed. The outer lips swollen and red I could see the effects of my desire. The red curls that hid my sex were now dampened and my skin glistened as my body became aroused.

"Do you feel it?" his question caught me off guard I could only nod but was not sure as to what.

A little harsher, he asked.... " Can you feel it Kathryn? the sensations building in your body? the anticipation....you want me inside of you don't you? Answer me!" He demands roughly in my ear as his fingers take my swollen clit and pull on it. My body already close all I could do was lift my hips hoping his fingers would ease the burning need I felt, but he quickly let go. My hands were holding tightly to the arms of my chair, I dare not move without his say so, so I wait....and anticipate his next command. I didn't have to wait long....

Tom was every bit the voyeur. He loved nothing more than to watch as Chakotay pounded into me or punished me. And to have me behind my desk at his whim would give him something else to think on during those boring duty shifts in sickbay. He could easily call up the images of my hands playing across my own skin at the command of his voice.

I was ordered to bring myself just to the edge then back off repeatedly.. I could see in the mirror every movement my hands and fingers made. I could feel what those movements felt like. It only increased my need. Tom's reflection in the mirror revealed his enjoyment of the scene before him. One hand held the back of my chair as if to keep me from moving away the other held a tight grip on his enlarged erection. His hand sliding up and down in rhythm with my fingers as they plunged over and over, brushing against my g-spot.

I could feel and see the beads of sweat soaking the edges of my hair, falling across my brow and sliding down my face and neck. My face grew redder with each dive my fingers took. I was breathing so hard I thought my chest would surely burst. I longed to feel his touch. My pleas started out soft almost a whisper but they each held the same plea. "Please let me come." The answer was always the same."NO" So I continued to sit there my legs spread my fingers furiously pushing myself closer and my body trying it's hardest not to spasm. I thought I had myself under control when all of a sudden the chair I sat in was spun around and I came face to face with his erect penis pointed directly at me. I moved my free hand to take hold but was slapped away. His legs braced mine against the chair's legs. His voice commanded me to continue. I watched knowing what was soon to happen but powerless to stop it. The tip of his penis was dark his balls were hard against him he was close. I tried to slow my ministrations down so I would not come but when I tried he quickly pinched hard on my breasts with his free hand till I sped back up.

Our eyes were locked on one another's bodies. His hand moving faster with each deep stroke of my fingers, noisy wet sounds filled the ready room. My eyes never left the sight of his hand around his penis. I saw first rather than felt the hot spurts of liquid as they hit my chest then further down as he leaned over spreading his hot semen over my body. By now my hips were bucking wildly against my hand my legs spasaming trying to close but forced back by his. My mouth opened, ready to scream out silently but his free hand quickly grabbed mine and pulled it till he had both resting on the arms of the chairs. My body was still on fire. I had been so close and almost came when he had. Tom used my discarded jacket to wipe himself off then throwing it on the floor again he leaned over me.

"Bad girls are punished in many ways my dear. You will sit here and finish those reports. You may not clean yourself off nor will you touch yourself. You may put your pants and top back on."

I knew he meant it. I would be whiped tonight if I disobeyed again. So as he watched I got up on my shaky legs and pulled my pants on, my sensitive flesh rubbing against the crotch of the pants. I smiled thinking of the five hours of sitting here in them. After replacing my tank top and jacket that still held his smell I sat back down. Tom came over and gave me a deep kiss before leaving. His parting look daring me to disobey. The bastard just wanted to see me punished. I sighed though. I knew I was loved by both. And Tonight I would show them how much and maybe even get another spanking out of it. Sigh. Life was good.