0 comments/ 34338 views/ 1 favorites Pon Farr By: svanswords The Captain suspects. Logically I should tell him before he has to ask. "Commander S'Van to the Captain. May I see you in your ready room Sir?" "Certainly." "Sir, I feel that I must inform you I am entering the first stages of Pon Farr. I am sure you understand the implications." "Of course Commander. Unfortunately we are far from a starbase and our mission cannot wait. Do you have any suggestions?" "I have previously proved resistant to any treatment other than mating or the violent combat against a rival. Logic dictates that I find a suitable partner from amongst the crew for one or the other. I think we would both prefer I find a suitable mate. My wife will understand the logical need for my infidelity." "You have my permission to go ahead with your suggestion. You are relieved from duty until you are free of the Pon Farr." "Thank you Captain. As always I will be discreet." From my recollections of the personnel files, the best person to ask would be T'Suk. She is still quite young and as yet unmarried. She comes from a medical background and we have worked together before. Her shift would have ended by know so I should find her in her quarters. "Enter." "T'Suk, greetings. I am here to ask of you a favour." "Yes Commander?" "Please I am off duty, call me S'Van. I have been relieved of duty for the near future. I am approaching Pon Farr, and ask for your assistance. I need you to mate with me." "I understand you are married. Does your wife agree to this?" "She understands that I am unable to return to her at this time. Before you ask, I am resistant to other methods of overcoming the Pon Farr." "Then I agree to help. When and where do you want perform this mating?" "We shall use my quarters. I will need to meditate for a while, I recommend you do the same." "I am aware of the rituals S'Van." "Good, then we shall commence at tonight at 19:00." "I will be there." "Thankyou for agreeing to this." I am trying to calm my mind. The turmoil of the Vulcan mating cycle is bringing forth emotions that I have buried for years. I am ill equipped to cope with the suppressed rage and anger, or the love and compassion. The ritual meditation does little to soothe my mind. I can see, in my minds eye, the deaths of my shipmates at my hands. My hatred of their petty squabbles, and their intolerance of other cultures, seethes inside me. My teeth grind together and I sweat profusely. An overwhelming sense of love for all life floods me. I can feel the minds of those in the adjoining rooms. If I wasn't in a trance I would be trying to get to them, either to kill or rape them. My blood is pumping faster round my veins, carrying a fierce heat around my body. I have succumbed fully to the emotion. In a sudden flash of clarity I sense T'Suk approaching. I can feel her thoughts. Her mind is a well of calm. She doesn't even pause at the door, entering my room and coming straight up to me. I feel the love she is projecting, and it melts the hatred, anger and rage I feel. I am brought to the path of love by my mate. Her hands touch my head, and she starts the joining of our minds awakening me from my trance. I can feel her mind probing my consciousness, sweeping aside the surging emotions. Her control quiets my mind, leaving only my passion free reign. I grab her and toss her onto the bed, tearing my uniform off. Her clothing follows mine to the floor, and I pause to catch my breath. My body is coated in a sheen of sweat. For a moment I see myself through her eyes, my chest heaving, my nose flared and my penis erect. As my vision returned I surveyed T'Suks body. Her Starfleet training had toned her muscles. Her breasts were firm and tipped by hardened nipples. Her flat stomach led to a small triangle of fluffy pubic hair between her legs. I could see my arousal had spread to her now. She is almost panting and her chest is rising faster. The secretions of her sex show on the swelling lips of her vulva as I lean towards it. I can smell her. I poke my tongue into her and taste the sweet nectar flowing into my mouth. Memories. Children playing, eldars talking, pain, death, flight, silence, lust. I move up her body and kiss her. My hands each grab a breast, she holds me close. I can feel the heat in her as she feels it in me. I enter her. We pause. I can sense the collective minds of the crew. I can feel the throb of the ships engines. I can see my face in T'Suks eyes. All is calm. The need is back. I must mate. I thrust hard, again and again. My body hammers into hers. I can feel the blood flowing in both of us. Our hearts beat as one. We breath as one. We come as one. Joy. Pleasure. Lust. Fulfilment. I awake to find she has left my quarters. I am once more in control of my emotions. Logic rules my life as it should. Pon Farr He certainly was enjoying the contact and his cock was stirring, but he knew that he shouldn't do what she was asking. "Nonsense, Charlie." She'd never called him Charlie before. "I've planned this for weeks. I've worked very hard to make sure I was alone with you when my pon farr began. I've prepared for this very thoroughly. I've worked out every contingency. You want me, don't you Charlie? I've seen how you look at me. Well now I want you too, so kiss me." "Sub-commander, you aren't yourself. I can't do what you are asking." "Of course you can, Charlie. I've studied your history and you can do exactly what I'm asking. You were quite a ladies man in college, weren't you? I believe the term Ensign Robbins used in describing your relations with human females was 'horny bastard'." She didn't wait for an answer; she pulled his head down to hers and kissed him hard on the mouth. She was surprisingly strong for her size. "I know you like that, Charlie. Don't deny it. Don't resist. Just enjoy it. That's an order," she said sternly. "Sub-commander, you can't order me to have sex with you," said Charlie, secretly wishing that Star Fleet regulations gave her the right to demand sex from him. "Charlie, I selected you for a number of reasons. You weren't my first choice but the captain would never allow both of his most senior officers, Commander Tucker and me, to be away from the Enterprise at the same time, at least not for several days. I considered that young marine, Sergeant Mortonsen. He certainly had the physical attributes I required, but he has a tendency to talk too much. I hesitated to choose you because of the closeness of our professional relationship, but logically, you are the best man available. I chose you because you are an athlete with great stamina and you have the good judgment to keep this to yourself. You'll need that before I'm done with you. Since you have a well deserved reputation as a 'horny bastard' I believe that your three months on the Enterprise without a chance to satisfy your urges with a female have left you 'horny'." Two hours ago he would have bet the farm that the very proper sub-commander T'Pol would never use the words 'masturbate' or 'horny'. She was right though. Charlie did have a reputation as a ladies man when he was on Earth. He rarely went to bed alone. It wasn't difficult because he was good looking, charming, and science had eliminated that possibility of venereal disease and unwanted pregnancy. People didn't have to be as cautious as they were in the twentieth century. He assumed that his old academy buddy, Robbins didn't tell T'Pol his reputation. She must have overheard it with her sensitive Vulcan ears. "Sub-commander T'Pol!" he shouted as he attempted to push her away, "This isn't right. I suggest you go to your quarters until you can control yourself." T'Pol held on tightly. He was a lot larger than she was, but she was Vulcan, so he didn't have a large strength advantage. "Come on, Charlie. Don't resist me. I need you." Charlie tried to wrestle her away and she fought to keep holding him. He wasn't making any progress. She was perspiring more and the hormones were clouding his mind again. He was fully erect under his uniform and the discomfort made it difficult to wrestle with her. He didn't see her reach inside her sleeve and pull out a small object. He did hear it as she discharged the hypo spray into his neck. She didn't attempt to hold him when he pulled back and grasped his neck. "What did you do?" he demanded. "I just gave you a sedative. You'll be asleep in a few minutes. You should sit down so you don't fall and injure yourself," she said as she offered him a chair. He was already feeling a little week and sat back in the chair. The back and arms were high and padded. T'Pol sat in his lap with her legs hanging over one side. "I'm really sorry, Charlie. I need you. I'm already in considerable discomfort and I certainly don't want to die. You'll help me won't you?" she asked as she wiped moisture from her brow off with her finger and dabbed it across his upper lip. She knew he couldn't resist the aphrodisiac properties. "Of course I'll help you, Sub-commander," he answered as the drug slowly stripped away his inhibitions. T'Pol kissed him again and this time he returned her kiss. He felt his cock throbbing as their tongues danced together. "That was a nice kiss, Charlie. Will you do something else for me?" "Yes, Sub-commander." "Call me, T'Pol." "Yes, T'Pol." "Are you feeling sleepy, Charlie?" He nodded his head. "I probably should have given you a bit less sedative. You are cooperative now but you'll be asleep soon." She took his hand and pressed it against her breast. He fell asleep smiling, touching the magnificent breasts that he'd fantasized about since the first time he met her. He woke in sickbay. His head was on a comfortable pillow and a sheet was pulled up to his neck. He was a little groggy but he was completely aware of where he was and what had transpired before. He'd lost all track of time. He didn't know if he'd been here for ten minutes or two hours. There was no way for him to tell. Actually, he didn't care. The bed was comfortable and he felt very relaxed. He sunk deeply into the over soft mattress and pillow. It was softer than any bed he'd been on before. It felt as if it were filled with down. He started to drift into a contented sleep, and then he heard the doors open. He saw T'Pol come through the doors rapidly. She didn't have the smile he'd seen before. Her skin glowed with perspiration but every hair was in place and her expression was dead serious, as it normally was. She looked up at the colorful computer readouts on the wall at the head of the bed. "You are recovering nicely from the effects of the sedative, Lieutenant. Your vital signs show that you are relaxed and healthy. Your body should finish breaking down the drug in less than thirty minutes. Perhaps I should tell you what will be happening to you while you are still in a semi-euphoric state," she said. Other than the slight glow to her skin there was no sign that the pon farr was affecting her. Charlie looked down at her large breasts, tiny waist and flaring but rather narrow hips concealed only by the form fitting white jumpsuit. He loved the way it hugged her crotch most of all. He smiled and looked back up at her face. The sedative was wearing off, but his inhibitions had not yet returned. "I must apologize for my behavior earlier, Lieutenant. As you know I am having some difficulty controlling my emotions at this time. It is certain to become more difficult in the next few hours. I brought you in here after you lost consciousness. Then I returned to my quarters to meditate. The computer notified me when you woke. For the moment, I am in control of the pon farr," she explained in her typical serious Vulcan way. Charlie just smiled and said nothing. He was quite content at the moment. He stared at her chest, admiring that lovely tits he'd felt not so long ago as she continued. "My motives for bringing you are selfish, but it is not logical to risk death when you can get me through this difficult time with no danger to yourself. I know that I am demanding from you is something that is beyond what I can ask of you as an officer, but I promise that you will not be harmed. Do you understand my logic?" He smiled again. He heard every word but he still didn't respond. Anger showed on her beautiful face for just an instant. She grabbed his chin in her small but strong hand, turned his face so that he looked in her eyes and asked again, "Do you understand my logic, Lieutenant?" "Yes, Sub-commander. It is very logical. You are always very damned logical," he said with his words slightly slurred. It was her strong grip on his chin more than the sedative that slurred his speech. She released him while saying, "Again, I must apologize. It was inappropriate of me to touch you that way." "No problem, Sub-commander," said Charlie. His head was clearing rapidly. He tried to move his arms but something was interfering. He started to pull harder then realized he was restrained. His legs were too. "I've restrained you, Lieutenant. It was necessary to insure your cooperation. I intend to keep you restrained until my personal crisis has passed. It is also to insure our safety. If you were to resist me when the pon farr is controlling me, it is possible that I could become violent. One or both of us could be seriously injured or possibly killed. It would be illogical for either of us to be harmed when it is possible for both of us to survive this without any injury." "I'll cooperate, Sub-commander. I've fantasized about having sex with you. There is no reason to restrain me," said Charlie. "But it is necessary, Lieutenant. When the pon farr is at it's peak, my needs may be beyond what you are willing or able to fulfill. With you restrained, I am in complete control and I can't blame you for any failure. That insures my satisfaction and your safety." Charlie noticed that her face twitched slightly and that she was having a more difficult time regulating the tone of her words. "I'm sure I'll be able to accommodate you, Sub-commander. I've haven't had any complaints," Charlie said with a smile. He was trying to charm her like he did 20-year-old Earth girls. There was absolutely no chance that it would work on T'Pol either in her normal state or while she was fighting the pon farr. "Vulcan women have needs that a normal human can not satisfy. We normally copulate for only one day every seven years. A Vulcan male can maintain an erection for several hours and ejaculate several times during that coupling, without losing his erection. I know that isn't possible for a human male, but with some help, you will be adequate for my needs. I must prepare you while I am still in control. Try to relax, Mr. Day. This shouldn't be a totally unpleasant experience for you." While Charlie wasn't very happy with being restrained, his cock was acting pretty happy. It rose up and made a tent of the sheet. It was apparent to him now that he was naked underneath the sheet. His head was nearly free of the sedative, but it was clouded by lust. It was far worse than it had been on the shuttle. T'Pol removed the sheet. He was indeed quite naked and he had an impressive looking erection. T'Pol was obviously having some trouble avoiding staring at. "My ability to concentrate is severely diminished, Lieutenant. I need to work quickly," she said as she glanced up at the medical displays again. "I can see that you are being excited by my pheromones even more than I anticipated. That is good news. It will help you to maintain your erection." She ran her fingers lightly through his pubic hair. His cock twitched with excitement. "This will have to go. Not only does it look distasteful, but it will undoubtedly irritate me." T'Pol went to a drawer and removed a small device. "Don't be alarmed, Lieutenant. This will be completely painless," she said as she pointed the device at his crotch. She pressed and button and a green light was projected toward his groin. She held it steady for only a few seconds. Charlie saw his pubic hair literally disappear. It didn't fall out. It was just gone. T'Pol felt his pubic area with her hand, looking for stray hairs. "I didn't get them all. I'll need to repeat the procedure." She moved to the foot of the bed and pressed a button. The bed became a foot wider, pulling Charlie's feet apart. Then she adjusted the restraints around his ankles, pulling his feet even farther apart. She seemed satisfied one his feet were about 2 feet apart and she aimed the green beam at his groin again, this time from the foot of the bed. Charlie wasn't a very hairy man and it didn't take long for her to denude him of all of his pubic hair. He felt a rather pleasant tingling in the skin of his scrotum as she made sure she removed every trace of hair. Then she moved on to his legs. His arms were strapped to the sides of the bed. They were actually attached to metal poles that T'Pol was able to swing out from the sides of the bed. When his arms were perpendicular to his body, she applied the beam to his underarms. "Your hair will grow back in a few weeks, Mr. Day. Vulcan men don't have any body hair and I find yours unattractive. I hope that indulging me in this way in not too distressing for you." Charlie was more turned on than he could ever remember. There were the two waitresses that double-teamed him when he was twenty-one. He thought he'd never experience anything that exciting again, but T'Pol hadn't even touched his genitals and he felt like he'd cum at any moment. T'Pol looked at the monitors again. Her face looked like she was worried. "I must keep you erect for much longer than a human male could normally endure, Lieutenant. My pheromones are having a profound effect on you so that shouldn't be difficult. The problem is that when human males ejaculate, they lose their erection. I must see that you don't do that." T'Pol picked up a small silver metallic device from a tray next to the bed. It was simply a ring with a few small LEDs flashing green and red. She touched it and it separated into two half circles. "I purchased this on Veneris Prime," said T'Pol with a smile. "They have a matriarchal society where women actually make slaves of their males. A barbaric practice, slavery, but their technology suits my needs at this time. This device is designed to prevent a male from ejaculating. They use it to insure the male doesn't climax before his mistress is satisfied and sometimes as a punishment device. I've analyzed the humanoids on Veneris Prime and compared their physiology to that of humans. The differences are so slight they are nearly undetectable. I'm confident that this device will work on you as well," she said as she placed the two halves on the upper part of his scrotum and snapped them together. "This may feel like a punishment device to you, but I assure you that I do not intend it that way. It is the most logical solution to the problem at hand. The device felt slightly warm on his hairless scrotum. T'Pol's touch nearly caused him to cum, but the device apparently did work on him. His cock throbbed and pulsed but he didn't cum. The device rested between his balls and his cock and the circular opening was small enough that it couldn't be removed without separating the pieces again. It wasn't large or heavy, but his balls were aching. He didn't know if the device was causing that ache or if it was just his desperate need to cum. "Very well, Lieutenant. The preparation is finished. I'm going to go take another shower and come back. At that time I'll give you an opportunity to deny me the use of your body. I hope that you'll decide to cooperate," she said as she slowly ran one finger from the bottom of his balls to the tip of his throbbing rod. He there less than five minutes when she returned. She was wearing a sheer red robe that barely covered her hips. He'd never seen the smooth skin of her long legs before and his cock twitched again at the sight of them. T'Pol seemed out of breath as she spoke, "I can't control myself much longer, Mr. Day, but I won't rape you. Will you accept your bondage and allow me to use your body to relieve myself of the pon farr? If not I will release you and you must lock yourself in your quarters before I lose control." Charlie had wanted T'Pol from the first moment he saw her three months before. His pheromone inspired lust was so intense that he couldn't possibly refuse her. Even without that as a stimulant, even if he didn't find her devastatingly beautiful, he'd certainly have sex with her to save her from death. As a horny young man, even if she were in no danger and the pheromones weren't massaging the pleasure centers of his brain; he'd gladly have sex with a beautiful woman like T'Pol. His only hesitation when she first came on to him was the fear that his career would be terminated. That clearly wasn't going to happen so he had no reason to say no. He only wished that she'd allow him to make love to her properly, without the restraints. "I'm happy to oblige, Sub-commander. I'll do whatever you want me to." "You understand that once I let the pon farr control me, I won't be able to stop until it passes?" she inquired. "Yes, Sub-commander. I understand. It will be my pleasure to help you through this." T'Pol smiled broadly as she said, "Then I will stop fighting it, Charlie." She opened her robe and let it fall to the floor. Charlie gasped when he saw her nude body. As spectacular as she looked clothed in her form fitting outfits, she looked even better naked. She had a long graceful neck, which he'd noticed before and fantasized about kissing. Her shoulders weren't too broad but were lean and he could see the muscles move under her skin as she moved toward him. Her breasts were large, round and quite impressive the way they seemed to defy gravity and stand up. Her nipples were slightly darker than her light brown skin and were gloriously erect. Her stomach was flat and strong, her waist tiny and her narrow hips flared out gently. Her pubic mound was completely bald. No surprise since she'd told him that Vulcan men had no body hair. She wasted no time in grasping his swollen cock in her hands. She stared at it, studied it and slowly stroked it with both hands. His balls pulled up as close to his body as the Venerian ring allowed, his cock twitched, but as excited as he was he still didn't cum. There wasn't even any precum leaking out. That ring worked all too well. She swiftly and suddenly took his cock into her mouth. She played with his balls as she sucked him like a woman possessed. She seemed to want to make him cum as quickly as possible and were it not for the device around his scrotum, he surely would have exploded in seconds. His cock got even harder. His balls ached even more, but it felt good to have her hands massaging them. T'Pol released his cock and sprang onto the bed with the ease of a gymnast. She straddled his cock but didn't allow it inside her. She slid her hairless mound up and down the underside of his throbbing organ as she pinned it to his belly. She lowered her mouth to his and they kissed. Her mouth was warm, very warm, moist and pleasant tasting. Through the stupor of his lust he remembered that Vulcans had higher body temperatures than humans and he felt it on his tongue and skin. About two and half degrees Celsius if he remembered correctly. His cock throbbed and pulsed, his balls moved up and down in his scrotum and he'd never needed to cum so bad in his whole life, but he now knew that he wasn't going to until T'Pol removed that device from his scrotum. T'Pol lowered moved slightly forward and exposed her throat. Charlie took the opportunity to lick the perspiration from it. He licked and kissed, unaware that he was consuming even more of the hormone that made him so incredibly horny. She moved a bit more and her magnificent breasts were within reach of his anxious mouth. He kissed, licked, sucked and gently bit her tits, consuming more and more of the Vulcan female's male controlling hormone. Charlie imagined that he could feel his balls swelling as they tried to unload their seed. He was not imagining that his cock was getting even larger. It actually was swollen larger than it had ever been before. T'Pol was rubbing her hard little clitoris directly on the underside of the head of Charlie's cock. She started moaning as a climax overtook her. Charlie was unable to cum with her no matter how hard his cock tried to release its load. "Bite harder!" she demanded as he nibbled on her nipple. Pon Farr He did bite hard at the base of her nipple and rubbed the tip of it as hard as he could with his tongue. This caused her climax, which had already been going on a full minute, to intensify. Her head snapped back and she let out a wail, never stopping the rubbing of her clit on his cock. Charlie's cock felt as if she were bruising it. It was hard enough to cut diamonds and it ached for release. His balls felt like someone had kneed him in the groin. He was relieved when T'Pol suddenly stopped rubbing her pussy against his cock and kneeled over his face. Again T'Pol was demanding something of him, "Lick me, Charlie!" Charlie obliged immediately and attacked her lovely, hairless slit with gusto. The air blowing across his incredibly sensitive cock was making it twitch. What he saw of T'Pol's pussy looked very human. He noticed no difference in the way it looked, but it was warmer and the scent and taste were incredibly erotic. It smelled and tasted like a sweet, spicy candy with just a little bite. He couldn't get enough of it and T'Pol couldn't get enough of his mouth. She writhed, moaned and reached climax three times before she changed her position so that she could play with his genitals while he continued to eat her pussy better than it had ever been eaten before. She cupped his aching balls in her hand and kneaded them gently. With her other hand she slowly stroked his rigid organ as she licked the tip. Her sweet juices flowed freely and Charlie licked up every drop. Her pussy tasted so good he'd gladly eat it for the pleasure of the taste even if it weren't so incredibly smooth and sexy. Charlie's cock pulsed every few seconds as it tried to erupt, but no matter how hard he tried, there was no way he could cum. T'Pol stopped licking his cock and moved down to his balls, swabbing every inch of his sensitive, hairless scrotum with her tongue. This was only slightly less titillating than her licking his cock and he still ached to reach orgasm. Charlie's mouth was beginning to fatigue and T'Pol felt the failing efficiency of his tongue. She was far from satisfied and would find another way to reach orgasm. She moved again, straddled his hips and slowly lowered her velvety sheath over his throbbing organ. They moaned in unison as he sunk hilt deep into her. She just stayed there and looked into his eyes as her vagina squeezed him. The first thing Charlie noticed about T'Pol's pussy was the heat. He'd never had his dick in anything so hot and it felt wonderful. The next thing he noticed was the strength of her pussy muscles. She was reasonably tight when he entered her but she had to consciously relax so that his large organ would fit. Once he was inside, the muscles contracted and squeezed him tightly. He'd never had his dick in anything this tight either. T'Pol moved up and down on his shaft with agonizingly slow strokes. Even though he knew he couldn't cum, he wanted her to move faster, hoping that somehow it would miraculously put him over the edge and allow him to ejaculate. She suddenly changed from slow and easy to fast and hard. Her lovely labia slapped against him at the bottom of each stroke. It sent a sharp but tolerable pain through his balls each time, but the extreme pleasure he was feeling made it well worth it. Suddenly she stopped with him buried deep inside her. She closed her eyes, opened her mouth and sighed deeply. "I'm climaxing again, Charlie," she said as her vaginal muscles squeezed and released his cock rapidly, over and over. "This is a different kind of climax that I can only achieve when I am penetrated deeply. It will build in intensity and probably last nearly an hour." She let her body fall forward on to his, her tits mashing against his chest and her face touching his shoulder. He could hear and feel her long deep breaths; he could feel her incredible pussy fruitlessly trying to milk the sperm out of him. T'Pol was experiencing a climax as good if not better than she had with any Vulcan male. She knew Charlie couldn't climax and she couldn't allow it if she was to get through this pon farr, but she wanted him to feel what she was feeling. She placed her hand on his temple. "My mind to your mind, my thoughts to your thoughts," she whispered. She ground her pubis into him, stimulating her clitoris, deepening the depth of her orgasm as she repeated, "My mind to your mind, my thoughts to your thoughts." As surely as his cock was in her pussy, her mind was now in his mind. T'Pol's orgasm intensified and he could feel it. He could feel her vagina squeezing his cock but he could feel the intense waves of pleasure she was feeling also. His own thoughts still dominated his brain, but T'Pol's thoughts and feelings were mixing with his own. T'Pol could feel his arousal in her mind as well as in her vagina. This brought her climax up another level. She ground her clitoris into him even harder. Her juices lubricated her clitoris and his smooth pubic mound allowing her to stimulate herself without his pubic hair rubbing her clit raw. The motion of her hips created a vacuum on the head of his throbbing cock creating the feeling that her pussy was trying to suck the cum out of him as her vaginal muscles milked him. T'Pol could feel his desperate need to orgasm. She felt the pressure of the semen stretching his swollen prostate. She could feel the pain in the seminal vesicles as they were distended by the overflow from the prostate. She tried to force the pain from her mind and concentrate on the incredible pleasure that he was also feeling. As she blocked the pain from her mind it intensified her pleasure and her long orgasm reached the next plateau. She sighed deeply and Charlie, telepathically linked to her, sighed at the same time. Charlie was becoming more relaxed as their telepathic bond became stronger. His balls ached; his helpless cock throbbed; yet above all he felt pleasure. Despite his lack of physical release, he was sharing T'Pol's total contentment. T'Pol shuddered and gasped as wave after wave of orgasmic bliss overcame her. Every muscle in Charlie's body tensed as she reached her final supreme orgasmic high and their mental link was broken. Charlie's entire groin begged for release. As he thrusted his hips, vainly trying to get relief, he wondered if he would survive T'Pol's pon farr. T'Pol went limp on top of him. Her vaginal spasms decreased in power and frequency. Her breathing became slow and shallow. To Charlie it seemed as if she were asleep. She wasn't asleep. She was enjoying her post-orgasmic bliss. Charlie couldn't see her smile as she lay there silently, with her eyes closed, just enjoying the relaxation that occurred only after a one-hour orgasm. She would rest, recover, and use him again. It was unfortunate that he couldn't ejaculate several times in an hour and maintain his erection like a Vulcan male. "T'Pol. T'Pol. Are you alright?" asked Charlie. "I'm fine, Charlie. We both need to rest," she answered softly. "T'Pol, I'm really desperate to cum! Will you please take that thing off me so I can cum?" "No, Charlie. I need your erection and if I let you climax you won't remain rigid enough to be of use to me. Now be quiet and rest," she answered. T'Pol rested. Charlie tried to relax but it was difficult with this gorgeous alien on top of him and his rod buried in her pussy. It still amazed him how good the heat of her vagina felt. Her pussy was still actively massaging his penis, keeping him on the brink of an orgasm that he couldn't have until she removed the ring.. An hour was enough rest for T'Pol. She pushed herself up with her arms and looked at the young man's face. It was contorted in pleasure, pain and lust. She lowered her nipples to his mouth and he sucked greedily. T'Pol then started riding him again, moving her still wet pussy up and down on his extremely rigid shaft. She could feel it throbbing inside of her. T'Pol sat up, disappointing Charlie as she pulled her breasts away from his mouth. He could no longer touch those magnificent orbs, but he could see them bounce as she moved up and down. He could see the muscles of her stomach and thighs flex as she moved her body. He longed to kiss every inch of her body but until she released him from the restraints, he could only do what she permitted him to. T'Pol sat up for several logical reasons. One, she wanted to change the angle of penetration. Two, she wanted to see Charlie's face. Three, she wanted to lean back slightly and tickle his balls with her hand. So that is what she did. She smiled when she saw Charlie's eyes open wide and his mouth open in a silent scream of pleasure. Charlie was hyperventilating. T'Pol sensed that and changed from tickling his hairless scrotum to gently massaging his tender glands in their smooth sack. She could tell that Charlie liked everything she was doing to his testicles and that it intensified his pleasure. She looked forward to finally letting him climax, but she couldn't do that yet. She needed at least one more long orgasm before the effects of the pon farr were manageable. His needs would have to wait. Her needs were a matter of life or death. She had several minor climaxes while she rode him and played with his testicles. She felt the big one coming and stopped bouncing on his pelvis. She lowered her breasts to his mouth again and he knew what was expected, which was exactly what he wanted to do, suck those big tits with their hard, brown nipples and get some more of that intoxicating pheromone on his tongue. He felt the pumping action of her pussy as she stopped bouncing. For another full hour he just endured her long orgasm. His groin felt as if it would explode as her pussy sucked, pumped and massaged his aching organ. She didn't mind meld with him this time. He wished that she would. It took his mind off the ache in his groin the last time. This time he felt as if each stroke of her vaginal muscles was the one that would make him empty his balls into her, but he was denied each time. She screamed out in pleasure when her climax peaked. Charlie's cock continued to attempt ejaculation but it was pointless. Charlie knew he couldn't cum but his dick and balls didn't know and kept trying. Charlie's mind was so clouded with lust that he wondered if he were experiencing what a Vulcan feels during pon farr. T'Pol's body went limp on top of him with his erection still buried deep inside her. She again appeared to be sleeping. Charlie moved his hips trying to get some friction on his cock to scratch the desperate itching that he felt through his entire body. He didn't just want to cum, he NEEDED to cum and he needed to cum now! "T'Pol, please let me cum!" he shouted. "I NEED TO CUM! This is driving me insane!" "I need you to ejaculate also, Charlie, but not right now. The pon farr is, for the moment, held at bay. Let me rest for a while and I'll bring you to climax." "If I need to cum and you need me to cum, why don't you let me cum now?" he asked. He'd now been wearing the Venerian ring for over three hours. It didn't feel heavy when she first put it on him, but now that his balls were so incredibly sensitive, it felt like an anchor was hanging from his scrotum. "Relaxing between my orgasms is a necessary part of the mating cycle. I must rest and then I must have you ejaculate. There is a chemical compound in semen that also helps to break the hold of the pon farr. Human semen doesn't contain the concentration of the compound that Vulcan semen does, but yours will have to do. Now let me rest and I'll bring you orgasm soon." Charlie remained silent while T'Pol's tight pussy massaged his spasming cock for yet another hour. He could feel his scrotum tighten and fight the damned ring that was preventing his relief. His scrotum lost the battle. It seemed like days to Charlie, but T'Pol did sit up and look at him after an hour. "Relief is at hand, Mr. Day," she said. Charlie noticed that she no longer had the crazed look in her eye and that she'd reverted back to calling him "Mr. Day". He wondered if the pon farr was nearly over. T'Pol got off the bed. Charlie's dick, purple and throbbing, was not at all deterred by the air, which was much cooler than T'Pol's hot pussy. The veins were sticking out like Charlie had never seen. He never would have believed that he could maintain a rock-hard erection for four hours, but he'd never experienced the power of Vulcan female hormones or what he was now thinking of as the goddamn Venerian ball ring. "You've helped me a great deal, Mr. Day. The pon farr is not controlling me now. I still feel it and I am feeling a great deal of lust, but I'm in control of my emotions at this time. Now I'll make you ejaculate if you wish. Your semen will also help me eliminate the pon farr," said T'Pol as matter-of-factly as she would speak to him when she assigned him a task on the Enterprise. "Please, T'Pol. PLEASE, PLEASE make me cum!" he begged. "Of course, Lieutenant. I can absorb what I need through the mucous membrane of my vagina but I'd prefer to take your semen orally if you have no objection. Either method will meet my needs." "That's fine. Just do it quickly, please!" he exclaimed. "Would you like to perform cunnilingus on me as I perform fellatio on you?" "Yes! Yes! Please just do it!" "You seem to be out of control, Mr. Day. If you were Vulcan I'd think you were experiencing pon farr." "Please, T'Pol. Please let me cum. I'm in pain. My balls feel like they are about to explode," he sobbed. "I don't believe that it is possible for your testicles to explode from sexual stimulation, Mr. Day, but I will proceed to bring you to orgasm," said T'Pol as she climbed back on to the table and assumed a sixty-nine position. Charlie immediately went to work on her sopping pussy with his lips and tongue. T'Pol gave the tip of his cock a leisurely kiss, then slowly kissed her way down his cock to his aching balls. The touch of her tongue on his balls felt like and electric jolt traveling through them. Charlie groaned in pain and frustration. He couldn't believe that after all this time she was going to tease him. Not that he didn't enjoy a slow teasing blowjob, he just wasn't in the mood for that after three hours of being erect in the shuttle and four hours being tied down and used as a human dildo. He tried to speak to voice his complaint but T'Pol lowered her sex on his mouth and silenced him. He had no choice but to endure the tortuously slow blowjob she wanted to give him. For twenty minutes she licked and sucked his raging hard on and swollen balls. He didn't understand why she tortured him like this. The part about needing him erect for a long time made some sense, but there was no reason not to let him cum now. He sucked her clitoris between his lips and trapped it there. Then he flicked it with his tongue. T'Pol shuddered in climax yet again. She started sucking his cock feverishly now. Without that goddamned ring over his balls he couldn't have taken this kind of a blowjob for more than two minutes. In his current state of arousal, he couldn't take it five seconds. He bucked and moaned. He felt T'Pol's fingers massaging his balls and the powerful suction from her mouth. He was losing consciousness from the strain of being so stimulated, for so long, without relief. Then he felt the pressure loosen on his scrotum as the goddamned ball ring separated into two halves and fell on the mattress with a 'plop'. It took his tortured genitals a few seconds to realize they were free then his balls pulled up tightly against his body so quickly he was sure he heard them make a 'snap' as they moved. His back arched and lifted her in the air. He strained hard against his bonds, chafing his wrists and ankles. The head of his cock enlarged just a bit more as the first gush of his cum sprayed into T'Pol's mouth. She continued playing with his balls and sucking him vigorously. T'Pol's pussy pressing against his face muffled Charlie's screams, but she could feel the vibration between her legs. T'Pol tried hard to swallow his semen as fast as he ejaculated, but she could not. She swallowed as much as she could, but she'd underestimated the volume of his ejaculate. His penis fired at least ten jets of hot seed into her mouth before it stopped. It continued jerking in orgasm, but it had run out of semen. Then she did the first thing she'd done exclusively for Charlie's pleasure all day. She continued sucking his cock until it went completely limp in her mouth. She let his limp organ drop from her mouth and asked, "Does this feel good?" as she continued massaging his testicles. "Yes, T'Pol. It feels great," he said rather weakly. T'Pol wanted to swallow all of his semen so she licked up what had splattered on his body, continuing the massage of his testicles. As she licked semen from the smooth mound above his penis she was glad that she'd removed his pubic hair. It would have been much more difficult to retrieve his semen from hair than from smooth skin. T'Pol finished licking up the semen and got off the bed. She stood near the head and caressed Charlie's face with her hand. "Thank you, Lieutenant. You've done me a great service. The pon farr is weakened now and will soon be gone for another seven years." "Your welcome, T'Pol, but until we get back to the Enterprise, please call me Charlie." "As you wish, Charlie. I will require your services again to completely subdue the pon farr. Shall I leave your restraints in place or are you willing to attempt to help me without them?" "Please, T'Pol. Remove them," he said enthusiastically. "Do I have your word that you will allow me to restrain you again if that is what I require?" "Yes, T'Pol. You have my word." T'Pol released him without another word. She even rubbed his ankles and wrists for him. The restraints were designed not to injure, but Charlie had pulled against them so hard that there was some tingling pain in his extremities. "I suggest we both shower and then resume in my quarters," said T'Pol. "Very good, T'Pol. Shall we shower together? It can be quite erotic." "If that would please you then we can share the shower, Charlie." Charlie and T'Pol both squeezed in the small shower. T'Pol began soaping herself up. "Excuse me, T'Pol, but perhaps you'd allow me to wash you?" asked Charlie. T'Pol raised one eyebrow quizzically, "Is there a logical reason for that?" "No, Ma'am. It's not logical at all but it sure does feel good. I wash you while you wash me. If you don't like it, we can stop." "Very well," said T'Pol as she rubbed her soapy hands and Charlie's broad shoulders. Charlie soaped up T'Pol's body slowly and carefully. He spent much longer washing her tits than he needed to. He wanted to touch every inch of her smooth skin. T'Pol was finding this arousing and by the time she got to Charlie's penis, she discovered that he found it arousing as well. He was fully erect. "If I wash your penis, will you ejaculate?" she asked? "That depends on how long you wash it. Do it quickly and I can probably control myself," said Charlie with a smile. T'Pol squatted down and washed his cock and balls then moved on to his legs. When she was finished, Charlie squatted down and washed the lower half of her body. He'd just touched her bare tits with his hands for the first time a moment ago and now he got to touch her lovely, hairless pussy with his hands for the first time too. T'Pol gasped and spread her legs wide. He rinsed her and gave her several long, slow licks from the bottom of her slit to the top. T'Pol wanted him to continue but he stood. "Turn around and I'll wash your back," said T'Pol. "I know a better way to wash backs," said Charlie as he pressed his body against hers and reached behind her. Pon Farr "This is more efficient. We save time by washing each other's backs at the same time," T'Pol remarked. It also allowed Charlie to give T'Pol a long, deep kiss. T'Pol returned it willingly as they washed each other's backs. Charlie spent a long time feeling T'Pol's exquisite ass. It wasn't very big but he'd never felt a finer one. They were both aroused by Charlie's big hard cock rubbing on T'Pol's body. Charlie eventually hit the rinse button and gentle sprays of hot water came from the top and from every wall. Then he hit 'dry' and powerful fans blew warm air across their bodies. They were both dry in less than a minute. T'Pol was getting incredibly horny and she felt the pon farr getting stronger. "To sickbay, Charlie, quickly! I need you again," T'Pol demanded. "But I thought we were going to resume in your quarters?" "We will, but first I need to remove that distasteful hair from your back. It will only take a minute and then we'll go to my quarters." Five minutes later they were in T'Pol's quarters, standing face to face with their tongues playing in each other's mouths and their hands on each other's butts. "I need you, Charlie. Let me put the Venerian ring on you," said T'Pol. "We don't need it, T'Pol. Let me show you how human's make love. I'm sure you'll enjoy it." "I need to have several orgasms, Charlie. If I don't the pon farr will control my mind again." "I can give you orgasms, T'Pol. Lie back on the bed. Let me show you." T'Pol had her doubts, but she was still in control and willing to give Charlie a chance to pleasure her without the Venerian ring. If he failed, she would insist on putting it on him. If he still refused, she'd hold him to his promise and bind him again. Then she'd put the ring on him and do whatever she wished to satisfy her needs. She didn't want to think of what might happen if he reneged on his promise. A sexually frustrated Vulcan could be very dangerous. Turn over, T'Pol. Let me help you relax. She turned face down on the bed. Charlie straddled her hips and started massaging her neck. T'Pol was able to relax enough to enjoy it. She was still producing the pheromones that enhanced Charlie's desire and feeling his testicles brushing against the crack of her ass was increasing hers. Still, she was in control enough to let him continue. She'd be patient as long as she could. He leaned forward and kissed the back of her neck as he massaged her shoulders. He kissed her shoulders softly as he massaged her back, kissed her shoulders as he massaged her tight bottom and kissed the smooth, firm globes of her bottom as he massaged her legs. T'Pol was truly enjoying the erotic massage but she wanted, she needed much more. She was becoming impatient. "Turn over and I'll do the front," said Charlie. T'Pol turned over and saw him kneeling at the foot of the bed, his erection not pointing straight out, but up a few degrees. She licked her lips as she stared at it. She wanted him now, but she would let him continue this until she couldn't wait any longer. Then she'd have her way with him. He massaged each foot in turn. T'Pol closed her eyes and moaned softly. Her feet were an erogenous zone and he seemed to know exactly how to rub them. Her nipples became harder and her pussy moistened. He massaged and kissed his way up her long, smooth legs just as he had the moved down the backside of her legs. He deliberately avoided touching her sex. He kissed and licked within an inch of her hot slit, and she spread her legs to accommodate him, but he didn't give her what she was really craving. "I don't need to be teased, Mr. Day. I need sexual satisfaction," snapped T'Pol as he kissed her flat belly. "And you shall have it, T'Pol. I'm almost finished with the massage," he said as his hands and mouth found her splendidly shaped breasts. T'Pol moaned and pushed her smooth mound into his body as he squeezed her breasts with his hands and sucked a hard brown nipple into his mouth. She was unsuccessful in getting enough clitoral stimulation to bring her to climax, but he certainly did know how to handle her breasts for maximum effect. He moved up slowly, kissing her chest, throat, chin and then finally her lips. They kissed long wet tongue kisses while his rock hard organ and heavy balls were touching her pubic mound. She moved her hips again, this time getting more stimulation and stimulating his cock in return. Charlie groaned. He was tremendously excited. His balls were aching for relief again. He tried to guide his cock into her sopping pussy without using his hand. He missed only once and he felt T'Pol's hand guide it inside her. He lost control and started pounding into her furiously. T'Pol pushed his shoulders back hard demanding, "Get off of me, Mr. Day!" Charlie, insane with pheromone-enhanced lust didn't hear her as he pounded away, seconds from climax. T'Pol pulled his hips tight against her with her strong hands. He tried to thrust again and she dug her nails into his rump and quickly rolled so that she was now on top of him. He continued to thrust his hips so T'Pol decided to put an end to this unacceptable behavior now. She reached up and pinched him at the junction of his neck and shoulder. "Owww!" screamed Charlie as his erection deflated rapidly. He snapped back to sanity instantly. "Control yourself, Lieutenant!" demanded T'Pol. "There is no way you can satisfy me if you ejaculate again right now." "Damn, T'Pol, that hurt!" Charlie complained. "You are fortunate that you are not unconscious. If I'd applied just a bit more pressure, you would be. You were trying to reach orgasm as quickly as possible. That is not acceptable. Vulcan women need more time to be sexually satisfied so you must not be selfish. I'm going to retrieve the Venerian ring. She quickly got out of bed and left the room. When she came back she said, "I don't blame you for your lack of self-control. You are being exposed, even immersed, in the pheromones of a Vulcan female. Even a Vulcan male would lose control, but as I explained earlier, a Vulcan male can maintain his erection through multiple orgasms. You can not so the only logical course of action is to put this on you." She showed him the two halves of the ring before she pulled his balls to the bottom of his scrotum and snapped the device on just below his cock. The LEDs all turned green and the halves were so finely machined that Charlie couldn't see a seam where they joined. He wasn't happy that the device was back on his scrotum, but he did promise to cooperate with T'Pol and this is how she wanted it. He realized that she wasn't being a bitch. She truly needed to insure that he didn't cum and thus lose his erection before she was finished with it. He also knew that his lust had overcome his logic a few minutes earlier. His long exposure to T'Pol, with her lovely face, stunning body and aromatic pheromones had caused his literal temporary insanity. "Are you going to tie me down, T'Pol," he asked, resigned to keep his word and allow it if she asked. "I don't think that is necessary, Charlie. We both may enjoy the experience more if your hands are free. If your behavior or performance are not satisfactory, I will bind you again as we agreed." "Thank you, T'Pol." "No gratitude is necessary. I should thank you for I am only pursuing the most logical course of action and you may be saving my life. Even if I'd survived the pon farr without you, the drug therapy is a very unpleasant process. This method of coping with pon farr is pleasurable. Shall we resume?" Charlie nodded his head and T'Pol reached for his cock, which was already about three-quarters erect again. A couple of gentle strokes with her hand and he was hard and ready. T'Pol squeezed his cock to test the firmness of the erection and used her other hand to stroke his balls. It didn't take long for her to determine that he was more than adequately aroused for her needs. She pushed him back on the bed and straddled his hips. She used her hand to guide his manhood into her. She sat straight up and bounced up and down. Charlie reached up and squeezed her breasts with his hands. Even though he was again prevented from cumming, it was certainly more pleasant to have the use of his hands while she used his body. T'Pol's tight pussy was trying to suck him dry and Charlie could feel the burning itch of an impending orgasm within three minutes. He didn't try to cum. He knew he couldn't. He also knew that this feeling of an orgasm being only a stroke or two away was likely to intensify and be there for a couple of hours. T'Pol lowered her face and kissed him. Her tits were mashed against his chest making it impossible for Charlie to squeeze them with his hands. He moved them back to her divine ass. Her ass was not large. The cheeks fit in his hands like they were made to fit. He could feel her soft, smooth skin and her strong muscles working just below the perfect amount of feminine padding. He felt his balls pull up and his cock start twitching like he was cumming. He was all too familiar with this sequence of events. It was a bit painful having this type of a false orgasm. He didn't get any relief from it. No semen was ejaculated and it didn't get the feeling of pleasure he got from an orgasm. All he got was a shooting pain through his balls. His cock stopped twitching after a minute and the pain in his balls slowly subsided. Every few minutes the process would repeat. His balls pulled up, his cock twitched and the pain stabbed into his balls. The only thing that changed was that each time the pain was a little more intense and it would subside to a dull ache that also was a little worse each time. T'Pol would kiss him deeply for a few minutes then decide to offer her breasts to his mouth. He anxiously took them in his hands and put his mouth on one nipple then the other. He loved the feel of a woman's nipple in his mouth and her tits in his hands. Each time she did this he would experience what he was thinking of as a false orgasm within a couple of minutes. It hurt, but it was worth it to him. His lust overcame the negativity of the pain. She sat up and leaned back again, using her thighs to move herself up and down on his throbbing rod. She stopped moving her hips and reached behind her to give his balls a squeeze. The sensation was pleasurable and painful at the same time. Had his balls not already been aching the sensation would have been purely pleasurable. He had still another false orgasm. She squeezed and fondled his balls through the entire thing. This not only increased the pain in his balls but also doubled the length of time his cock twitched. He didn't plead with her. He knew that wouldn't do any good. She wanted to be fucked good, hard and for a long time. He was going to do it no matter how much his balls ached. He decided to take the initiative. He couldn't cum now so he didn't think she would stop him. He thought right. The next time T'Pol leaned forward he rolled her on to her back and picked up where he'd left off before she put the Venerian ring back on him. He drove his cock into her like a piston. His balls slapped her ass at the bottom of each thrust. T'Pol looked crazed. Her eyes were narrowed into an angry scowl and her mouth seemed to be frozen wide open, yet she didn't attempt to stop him. T'Pol wrapped her long legs around his waist and put her hands on his ass and encouraged him to pound into her faster and harder. She dug her nails into his skin, the pain dulling the increasing pain in his sensitive balls. T'Pol started to wail in climax. She pulled his hips down and held them as she writhed to create friction on her clit. Eventually she stopped moving her hips but Charlie could still feel the spasms in her pussy as it sucked at his twitching cock. Ten minutes went by before she said, "Let me up, Charlie. I want to do something else." Charlie withdrew his distended organ from her and rolled on his side. T'Pol moved to a large overstuffed chair and patted the seat. "Sit here," she said. Charlie sat in the chair. T'Pol sat in his lap facing away from him. She was limber enough to place one leg over each arm of the chair then she raised herself from his lap by pushing down with her legs. She took his tortured hard-on in her hand and lowered her pussy on to it. When she bottomed out she rose up again and dropped hard again and again. Charlie hadn't ever tried this position but he was enjoying it. It only took a few seconds for him to realize that he could reach around her and explore her body with his hands. He placed one on her flat stomach and the other went to work on her beautiful tits. She moaned her approval with everything he did, but when he dropped his hand from her stomach to her clit, she seemed to go wild. She had another orgasm almost immediately. Charlie felt that this was a long one coming on. Her breathing slowed, her muscles relaxed and she sunk down on his cock. She was no longer moving her hips but her pussy was convulsing and squeezing his rigid organ. His cock twitched in response. There was some pain for Charlie but there was some intense pleasure too. Charlie continued to rub T'Pol's clitoris with one hand and play with her tits with the other. He kissed her neck and shoulders. T'Pol sighed her approval but her body was limp against him. Charlie's heart was racing and he was sweating. T'Pol's pussy was amazing. He was buried completely inside yet her muscle contractions made it feel like his cock was being stroked and sucked. Charlie's balls strained to release their load and his cock pumped in unison with his balls straining against the ring. During his few completely lucid moments, where the lust wasn't completely overwhelming him, he wondered how the damned ring worked. His balls pulled up, his cock twitched like it was cumming but he got absolutely no relief. Each time he attempted to cum, it hurt a little more. He wondered exactly how the mistresses on Veneris Prime used this device to punish their slaves. Did they just put the device on them and forget about it? Or did they torment them by teasing them endlessly when there was no way they could get relief? He wondered if Venerian women's pussies could milk the cock of their males for two hours straight and if a Venerian male could maintain an erection that long. Charlie lost these thoughts when T'Pol reached down and grabbed his tortured balls again. From the increase in the pressure her pussy exerted when it squeezed his cock and the subsequent shudder of T'Pol's entire body as she reached climax, he assumed that playing with his balls turned her on. It turned him on too, despite the pain. It had been close to an hour since she'd relaxed. That was over now. She resumed bouncing up and down on his shaft while playing with his balls. Unfortunately for Charlie this resulted in some pretty rough treatment of his balls and the pain was occasionally intense. Still, his state of incredible arousal didn't allow his cock to soften or even to stop trying to pump something out. T'Pol climaxed again and got off the chair when she was finished. She had a broad smile on her face when she took Charlie's hand and led him back to the bed. She pulled him on top of her as fell back on the bed. She took his head in her hands and insisted on kissing him deeply for several minutes. Charlie's cock was still as hard as steel, but at least he wasn't getting any direct stimulation and avoided that pain of the false orgasms. T'Pol said nothing as she broke their kiss. She simply pushed down on the top of his head. Charlie took the hint and kissed her throat. She continued pushing and he moved quickly down to her tits. She allowed him to linger there for a minute or so, then pushed him down again. Charlie loved the way her flat stomach looked and felt so he kissed his way down, taking his time despite her hand pressing him down. He eventually got where she really wanted him. Charlie kissed all around her wet shiny outer lips then put his tongue just inside and moved it slowly from the bottom of her slit to the top and back down again. He repeated his several times causing T'Pol to moan in pleasure. She spread her legs as wide as she could to allow him better access. Charlie spread her lips with his fingers. He could see her pink inner folds. Her sex looked completely human, but he knew there were differences. As much as he'd enjoyed cunnilingus in the past, T'Pol's intoxicating scent and taste were far more erotic than any human woman he'd tasted. He pushed his tongue as deep into her hot vagina as he could then replaced it with a finger. T'Pol's pussy clamped down on it and squeezed. He started fucking her with his finger. He could see just the tip of her clitoris slightly protruding from its protective hood. He touched it with his tongue. T'Pol jumped and her pussy squeezed his finger even tighter. Charlie started concentrating on her clit with his tongue. T'Pol moaned and had another shuddering climax. Charlie felt her hands on the side of his head. She wanted more. Charlie continued to finger fuck her, now with two fingers. He used his other hand to pull her lips apart and pull the hood back from her swollen clit. He sucked the tender nub between his lips and sucked. When T'Pol's breathing told him she was about to climax again he held the suction, trapping her clit between his lips as he licked the tip of it vigorously. T'Pol bucked and came so hard that if she hadn't been pulling Charlie's head into her sex with her hands, she may have knocked him off the bed. She then pulled him by the hair until her mouth met his. She tasted her own juices on his lips and tongue. "Fuck me, Charlie! I want you to cum inside me!" demanded T'Pol. "I can't cum with the damned ring on, T'Pol. How do I get it off?" "You can't take it off. It is programmed to only respond to my touch," she answered. Charlie rapidly moved his hips up so that he was straddling T'Pol's chest and she could reach the wring and remove it. She didn't touch the ring. Instead she grabbed his cock and pulled it to her mouth. She raised her head and started sucking him. "T'Pol, please! I can't cum until you remove the ring!" T'Pol ignored him and held his dick in her hand while she teased and sucked the purplish, swollen head. As if to intensify his torture, she used her other hand to cup his balls. "T'Pol, please!" he pleaded. She ignored his pleas for several minutes. She was fascinated by the way his balls moved, the head of his penis swelled and then twitched rapidly just like it did when he climaxed in her mouth a few hours ago, but without ejaculating. She made him do this three times before she decided to give him his reward and also collect the semen she needed. She pressed her breasts together and massaged his cock between them as she said; "I want you to take me like you did before I put the ring back on you." "Then take off this damned ring so I can," he insisted. "Not yet, Charlie. I want us to experience simultaneous climaxes. You will climax seconds after the ring is removed. I will remove it when my climax begins." Charlie, realizing that this was the first real chance he had at cumming in the last two or three hours, didn't hesitate to press his raging hard on against her sex. T'Pol guided him in with her hand. Her arm was long enough to reach around his leg and play with his balls as he fucked her hard and fast. T'Pol was grunting in pleasure at the bottom of each stroke. It took fifteen minutes and several false orgasms before Charlie could sense T'Pol building to another orgasm. She started squeezing his balls harder and licked a finger on her other hand. To his surprise, she was lubricating it for his comfort. He discovered this as she pushed it into his ass and found his prostate. Pon Farr Charlie screamed in pain and frustration as his balls tried even harder than ever to spill their load. Then he heard T'Pol let out a high-pitched little scream of her own as another climax overcame her. She hadn't forgotten her promise and she quickly released the ring. Charlie's balls strained, his cock pumped and his ass squeezed her finger as great gobs of cum erupted. T'Pol squeezed his balls harder and worked his prostate over with her finger as she shouted, "Cum for me, Charlie! Give it all to me! Don't stop! Keep pumping and cumming until you are dry!" Charlie didn't have to be reminded that he'd promised to cooperate. His cock pumped and pumped and pumped. He felt the first few jets ejaculate, but he was pretty sure the twenty or so that followed were dry. He didn't care. He just kept pumping until his cock went completely limp. T'Pol put her arms around him and squeezed him tightly. Her pussy continued to massage his flaccid cock. "Thank you, Charlie. You've made my first day of pon farr a pleasant one." He was barely conscious, but hearing that sobered him quickly. "First day? I thought pon farr only lasted one day." "Normally it does, Charlie. You've helped me weaken it, but you don't produce as much semen per day as a Vulcan male and the chemical compound I require is not as concentrated either. If you can ejaculate three times a day, it will still take three, perhaps even four days to completely get through it," explained T'Pol. "We've been at it all day and you've only let me ejaculate twice, T'Pol," said Charlie. "I'm aware of that. I still need more semen from you but I doubt you have much left. A couple of hours of stimulation should replenish the supply," said T'Pol. "Now where is the ring?"