1 comments/ 24556 views/ 1 favorites Seven of Nine By: Flicker58 Celebrity Story: Resistance is Futile. "Seven-of Nine" Lands Next Door. (This is a mixture of pure fantasy fiction and much fact mixed in. After making enough money to retire very prematurely, I bought a place on St. Thomas, USVI. It was a small condo overlooking a cliff. My 38 foot sloop was anchored 75 yards off shore in view of my condo. I was able to do so at a young age due to some timely investments. My condo was small, but well equipped,...and as a bachelor, all I really needed. It had one bedroom, a large combination living room/kitchen and a small private swimming pool bordered by two 8 foot walls on each side, but with an a third lower wall with an open view of the ocean. In addition, I had my 38 foot Pilot House sailing sloop anchored off shore. I often alternated between living on or off shore.) The first summer after moving to the island, Jeri Ryan (Seven of Nine from Star Trek, Voyager) rented the condo next door to mine,... unbeknown to me. I often swam nude in my pool because there was an eight foot wall between units and the complex was all one level, straddling the cliffs, so I had no one above me. The rear wall facing the ocean was only two feet high, but since I was on a cliff with neighbors well below me, it maintained the privacy of the pool area and I often ventured out in the nude. A brief digression before continuing: Via the Internet, I came upon a site called "Exotic Restraints" and became enthralled with an item called a "stainless steel butt plug". I ordered one a few weeks before and it had arrived earlier the previous day. It was a large two inch diameter, tear drop shaped butt-plug with a tapered shaft, with an additional large lion's head and a ring on the end of it. The tapered end would allow ease of entry and the smaller shaft held it in place after it past the sphincter with sculpted lion's head and the ring remaining outside preventing further entry. The ring, I imagined, was to add weights or other things to it. Previously that day, I tried it out. I added a little lubricant, but found it easily slipped into me with the ring remaining outside. I decided to take a swim with it in me. The feeling was intense. The large and bulbous plug stayed just inside me past my entrance, but the shaft was short enough to put pressure upon my ass. The ring at the end prevented it from completely entering me and held it in place. I definitely knew it was there. As I experimented during the day, I added "accessories". For several years before, I had always been a fan of cock rings. I'm not sure why they're called cock rings as they fit over both one's cock and balls. I'm not sure how I first stumbled across cock rings and the pleasure they brought. I believe it started with a warm-up baseball bat weight,...the ones you have probably seen batters slip on their bats to warm up before they step up to the plate. I had played baseball when younger and still had one. One day, I tried it on and it fit,...more-or-less. When partially erect, it stayed firmly on, but if I relaxed, it would slip off as I walked around the house. I reckoned that it was slightly too big and too heavy, but I really liked the feeling of it tugging at my cock and balls as I walked. However, I wanted to wear them during the course of the day. I decided to experiment more. One day, at a home Improvement store, I was searching for a chain for the anchor of my boat. We had recently been "brushed" by a hurricane and my aft anchor chain had broken free. I needed to replace it. I noticed that they had numerous fittings including various chrome rings of various sizes ranging from one, one and a half, two, to two and a half inches in diameter. I bought several in each size. My mind wandered after seeing them. I bought what I needed to repair my anchor chain, but also bought several others for more "puritan interests",...like ones that would fit around my cock and balls. I couldn't wait to try them on and did so in the parking lot of the store. The one and a half was way too small, but I found the two inch one stayed in place and even that the two and a half, if nestled behind those also did. In my car, I unbuttoned my pants and I slipped the two larger rings around my cock and balls and then the two smaller rings to hold those in place. I decided to do more shopping. I suddenly found reasons to do some more shopping that day while wearing my "new toys". Wearing the four cock rings I ventured into a Walmart. As I walked from the parking lot to the store, I felt the weight tug at my balls and cock with each step and sway side to side against my sweat pants. By the time I reached the entrance, I already had an erection and quickly pulled a shopping cart in front of me in an effort to conceal it. Every step I took caused the weight of the rings to sway my cock side to side against my sweat pants. I had to stop and pretend to look at an item on a lower shelf several times to prevent myself from cumming. I finally made my way to the check-out counter. My thick baggy sweat pants hid my erection below the counter level, but I was fully aware of it. I was second in line. By the time the younger looking female clerk checked the person in front of me out, I literally felt on the verge of cumming. I slid along the counter as my purchases slid forward on the conveyer and felt my balls swell and begin that certain urgency just before one cums. I leaned against the counter as she started to scan my purchases. By the time she was done, I had started to cum. I gripped the edge of the counter, leaned against it, and shot load after load into the legs of my sweat pants. She noticed the distress in my face and quickly asked if I needed help. She likely thought I was having a heart attack or something. I quickly blurted out, "No,...I'm all right,...it's just the heat",...while I finished cumming. I felt the cum dripping down my pant legs and just wanted to get out of there as soon as possible before the wet stains became evident. I made my way to my Jeep, feeling my cum slide down my legs unto my sandals. Anyway, I fell in love with cock rings from that day on. I soon discovered that I could hook things to both the cock rings and that butt plug to add more weight. The combination of the extra weight on both my cock and balls and the butt plug were intense. The sensation of the heavy chain swinging freely between my cock rings and butt plug as I walked was sensational. Anyway, back to the present: That same day while in the pool one late afternoon, while experimenting with my new toys,... I found numerous reasons to exit the pool and walk inside while wearing my "new Toys". I needed to refresh my drink. I needed to pee. I needed to change the CD I was playing, etc. Understand that I'm not a closet "flasher" or anything like that. I just find it very liberating to walk outside free of clothes. The addition of my "New Toys" just increased that feeling. As I said before, I had worn "My toys" in public, but hidden underneath my clothes. Now, I was wearing them outside, but not totally in public. Try to understand? Anyway, I had been in and out of my pool that afternoon several times covering a couple of hours. Between trips in and out of the pool, I had masturbated myself to an erection. Walking to and fro with an erection added more to the experience. The restriction of the cock rings made my cock stand rigidly in front of me and stay hard for much longer each time. If I remember, found an excuse to exit and reenter the pool a half a dozen times,...feeling the weight of the chain connecting my cock rings ad stainless steel butt pug each time as I walked. It came to a point that I no longer had to masturbate between trips. I stayed hard the whole time. I would walk between my kitchen and pool with a full erection slapping against each thigh with every step I took. After stepping back into my pool, I heard a voice. It seemed familiar. I almost immediately recognized her voice from the other side of the wall. I was swimming nude with my new toys in my ass and chained to my cock/ball rings. Her husky laugh, both shocked me and voice caused me to swim to the nearest side of the pool to conceal myself. I looked up and none other than Jeri Ryan, (7 of 9 from Star Trek ,Voyager) was hanging over my wall with her chin resting on her arms while smiling broadly. I recognized her face immediately. "Howdy neighbor", she said it her husky voice and with a broad smile. I smiled back while also fearing how long she had been watching me. I pulled to the deeper end of the pool (only 5 feet) and dropped my hands in front of me to conceal the fact that I had no swim trucks on,...along with added paraphernalia. She chuckled as I did so. I wasn't sure she laughed at that or my shyness,...or whether she had been watching me. "Hi neighbor. Do you want company?", she blurted out, ...and before I could answer, she walked to the edge of our 8 foot common wall between units and swung herself around the wall, stepped into my pool area and leaped into my pool feet first in her bikini while holding her drink above water. I had no time to react to her question. Somewhat embarrassed and taken aback by her boldness, I pushed away to the far end of the pool, but she swam towards me holding her tumbler above water. "Howdy neighbor", she said again with a broad smile. I could only respond with the same. I didn't know if she realized I was naked or not, and certainly not that I had a butt plug in me chained to three cock rings, no less. I assumed that she didn't know and remained at the far end of the pool. She had brought her drink with her,...a Mai Tai and held it towards me and said, "Here,...Try this". She closed the distance between us before I could reply, holding her glass forward so I almost had to take it. Trying to be neighborly, I blurted out,..."Hey I recognize you. You are Jeri Ryan" "Yeah" she sighed. "Hopefully you aren't some Trekkie?",...with a coyly shaped frown. I responded that although I had always been a fan of Star Trek from the beginning, I had never been a "Trekkie". I did add that I thought her "7 of 9 character" brought some needed sexual tension to the show. I grabbed her glass as she more-or-less thrust in my face and took a sip. It was the strongest Mai Tai I ever had. She pulled closer to me and I was even more aware of my nakedness,... and the butt plug in my ass and the chain leading to my cock rings. I didn't think she realized that I was nude, but who knows? Maybe she had been watching me for a while before introducing herself? Maybe she didn't? I introduced myself as "Mike" and she confirmed herself as "Jeri". "Aren't the Virgin Islands great?" she asked as she pushed herself across to a few feet from me. "Yeah,..." I replied nervously..., thankful that she was now across the pool, but still very aware that I was nude with three cock rings and butt plug in me as well as other "accessories". With her legs, she pushed herself towards me from the opposite end of the pool while ducking her head underwater. She arose a foot before me with a surprised look on her face. "You don't have any pants on!", she seemed surprised as she surfaced. What could I say, but, "No,...I wasn't expecting company". I expected her to jump back and I out of the pool, but she didn't. Instead, I felt her right hand cup my balls as the other wrapped around my already hard cock shaft. "Nice", she muttered softly as she pulled herself closer using my cock to do so. I could only moan as she did so using her hands around my cock and balls to draw herself in. I felt my cock begin to grow and swell in her hand as she firmly grasped it. She said,... "Resistance is not an option", chuckled, and kissed me gently on the lips. I grew to full length in her hand. She cupped my balls and eventually she slid her hand down to feel the ring attached to my butt plug. She gently tugged at it, felt my resistance and stopped. I told her of the same,...almost apologetically,... why I wore them, and she seemed to play with me while gently tugging at it again and again,...all the while holding my cock in her hand. "You are kinky" she said loudly, continuing to pull on my cock. As she pulled on my cock, I felt her tug against the chain reaching to the butt plug in my ass. I moaned aloud as she did so. I felt her hands follow the chain from my balls to my ass,...basically discovering what it was until her fingers reached my ass. I moaned as her fingers reached my ass and felt around my ass. She pulled on the chain again,...and I moaned again as she did. Jeri suddenly dove underneath,...and placed her lips around my cock while still holding onto the chain attached to my balls and ass. I moaned loudly as I felt her lips slide down my shaft. She resurfaced quickly, her blond hair aside her face, and simply said,.. "Wow! Nice cock!" I was stunned. I had just had Jeri Ryan's, 7 of 9's, lips wrapped around my cock,... and she was still holding firmly unto the chain between my cock rings and ass plug. I felt her tug strongly on the chain to my butt plug until it popped out of me, I groaned loudly as it popped from me. She quickly grabbed it and inserted it into her own ass as if to "assimilate me". We were connected,...my balls and her ass via a chain. She said tersely,... "Resistance is futile", as she wrapped her legs around my waist, grabbed my erect cock and sank her pussy around it as she impaled herself. I moaned aloud as she sank on me. I felt myself sink deeply into her pussy until it reached my balls. She then began to pummel me,... driving her pelvis against me,...until I came with torrents into her. Seeing how spent I was, she simply replied,..."Resistance is futile" as she pulled herself off of me while laughing aloud. She left the next day. Her agent owned the condo next to me and I haven't seen her since. M . Celebrity Story: Resistance is Futile. "Seven-of Nine" Lands Next Door. (This is a mixture of pure fantasy fiction and much fact mixed in. After making enough money to retire very prematurely, I bought a place on St. Thomas, USVI. It was a small condo overlooking a cliff. My 38 foot sloop was anchored 75 yards off shore in view of my condo. I was able to do so at a young age due to some timely investments. My condo was small, but well equipped,...and as a bachelor, all I really needed. It had one bedroom, a large combination living room/kitchen and a small private swimming pool bordered by two 8 foot walls on each side, but with an a third lower wall with an open view of the ocean. In addition, I had my 38 foot Pilot House sailing sloop anchored off shore. I often alternated between living on or off shore.) The first summer after moving to the island, Jeri Ryan (Seven of Nine from Star Trek, Voyager) rented the condo next door to mine,... unbeknown to me. I often swam nude in my pool because there was an eight foot wall between units and the complex was all one level, straddling the cliffs, so I had no one above me. The rear wall facing the ocean was only two feet high, but since I was on a cliff with neighbors well below me, it maintained the privacy of the pool area and I often ventured out in the nude. A brief digression before continuing: Via the Internet, I came upon a site called "Exotic Restraints" and became enthralled with an item called a "stainless steel butt plug". I ordered one a few weeks before and it had arrived earlier the previous day. It was a large two inch diameter, tear drop shaped butt-plug with a tapered shaft, with an additional large lion's head and a ring on the end of it. The tapered end would allow ease of entry and the smaller shaft held it in place after it past the sphincter with sculpted lion's head and the ring remaining outside preventing further entry. The ring, I imagined, was to add weights or other things to it. Previously that day, I tried it out. I added a little lubricant, but found it easily slipped into me with the ring remaining outside. I decided to take a swim with it in me. The feeling was intense. The large and bulbous plug stayed just inside me past my entrance, but the shaft was short enough to put pressure upon my ass. The ring at the end prevented it from completely entering me and held it in place. I definitely knew it was there. As I experimented during the day, I added "accessories". For several years before, I had always been a fan of cock rings. I'm not sure why they're called cock rings as they fit over both one's cock and balls. I'm not sure how I first stumbled across cock rings and the pleasure they brought. I believe it started with a warm-up baseball bat weight,...the ones you have probably seen batters slip on their bats to warm up before they step up to the plate. I had played baseball when younger and still had one. One day, I tried it on and it fit,...more-or-less. When partially erect, it stayed firmly on, but if I relaxed, it would slip off as I walked around the house. I reckoned that it was slightly too big and too heavy, but I really liked the feeling of it tugging at my cock and balls as I walked. However, I wanted to wear them during the course of the day. I decided to experiment more. One day, at a home Improvement store, I was searching for a chain for the anchor of my boat. We had recently been "brushed" by a hurricane and my aft anchor chain had broken free. I needed to replace it. I noticed that they had numerous fittings including various chrome rings of various sizes ranging from one, one and a half, two, to two and a half inches in diameter. I bought several in each size. My mind wandered after seeing them. I bought what I needed to repair my anchor chain, but also bought several others for more "puritan interests",...like ones that would fit around my cock and balls. I couldn't wait to try them on and did so in the parking lot of the store. The one and a half was way too small, but I found the two inch one stayed in place and even that the two and a half, if nestled behind those also did. In my car, I unbuttoned my pants and I slipped the two larger rings around my cock and balls and then the two smaller rings to hold those in place. I decided to do more shopping. I suddenly found reasons to do some more shopping that day while wearing my "new toys". Wearing the four cock rings I ventured into a Walmart. As I walked from the parking lot to the store, I felt the weight tug at my balls and cock with each step and sway side to side against my sweat pants. By the time I reached the entrance, I already had an erection and quickly pulled a shopping cart in front of me in an effort to conceal it. Every step I took caused the weight of the rings to sway my cock side to side against my sweat pants. I had to stop and pretend to look at an item on a lower shelf several times to prevent myself from cumming. I finally made my way to the check-out counter. My thick baggy sweat pants hid my erection below the counter level, but I was fully aware of it. I was second in line. By the time the younger looking female clerk checked the person in front of me out, I literally felt on the verge of cumming. I slid along the counter as my purchases slid forward on the conveyer and felt my balls swell and begin that certain urgency just before one cums. I leaned against the counter as she started to scan my purchases. By the time she was done, I had started to cum. I gripped the edge of the counter, leaned against it, and shot load after load into the legs of my sweat pants. She noticed the distress in my face and quickly asked if I needed help. She likely thought I was having a heart attack or something. I quickly blurted out, "No,...I'm all right,...it's just the heat",...while I finished cumming. I felt the cum dripping down my pant legs and just wanted to get out of there as soon as possible before the wet stains became evident. I made my way to my Jeep, feeling my cum slide down my legs unto my sandals. Anyway, I fell in love with cock rings from that day on. I soon discovered that I could hook things to both the cock rings and that butt plug to add more weight. The combination of the extra weight on both my cock and balls and the butt plug were intense. The sensation of the heavy chain swinging freely between my cock rings and butt plug as I walked was sensational. Seven of Nine Anyway, back to the present: That same day while in the pool one late afternoon, while experimenting with my new toys,... I found numerous reasons to exit the pool and walk inside while wearing my "new Toys". I needed to refresh my drink. I needed to pee. I needed to change the CD I was playing, etc. Understand that I'm not a closet "flasher" or anything like that. I just find it very liberating to walk outside free of clothes. The addition of my "New Toys" just increased that feeling. As I said before, I had worn "My toys" in public, but hidden underneath my clothes. Now, I was wearing them outside, but not totally in public. Try to understand? Anyway, I had been in and out of my pool that afternoon several times covering a couple of hours. Between trips in and out of the pool, I had masturbated myself to an erection. Walking to and fro with an erection added more to the experience. The restriction of the cock rings made my cock stand rigidly in front of me and stay hard for much longer each time. If I remember, found an excuse to exit and reenter the pool a half a dozen times,...feeling the weight of the chain connecting my cock rings ad stainless steel butt pug each time as I walked. It came to a point that I no longer had to masturbate between trips. I stayed hard the whole time. I would walk between my kitchen and pool with a full erection slapping against each thigh with every step I took. After stepping back into my pool, I heard a voice. It seemed familiar. I almost immediately recognized her voice from the other side of the wall. I was swimming nude with my new toys in my ass and chained to my cock/ball rings. Her husky laugh, both shocked me and voice caused me to swim to the nearest side of the pool to conceal myself. I looked up and none other than Jeri Ryan, (7 of 9 from Star Trek ,Voyager) was hanging over my wall with her chin resting on her arms while smiling broadly. I recognized her face immediately. "Howdy neighbor", she said it her husky voice and with a broad smile. I smiled back while also fearing how long she had been watching me. I pulled to the deeper end of the pool (only 5 feet) and dropped my hands in front of me to conceal the fact that I had no swim trucks on,...along with added paraphernalia. She chuckled as I did so. I wasn't sure she laughed at that or my shyness,...or whether she had been watching me. "Hi neighbor. Do you want company?", she blurted out, ...and before I could answer, she walked to the edge of our 8 foot common wall between units and swung herself around the wall, stepped into my pool area and leaped into my pool feet first in her bikini while holding her drink above water. I had no time to react to her question. Somewhat embarrassed and taken aback by her boldness, I pushed away to the far end of the pool, but she swam towards me holding her tumbler above water. "Howdy neighbor", she said again with a broad smile. I could only respond with the same. I didn't know if she realized I was naked or not, and certainly not that I had a butt plug in me chained to three cock rings, no less. I assumed that she didn't know and remained at the far end of the pool. She had brought her drink with her,...a Mai Tai and held it towards me and said, "Here,...Try this". She closed the distance between us before I could reply, holding her glass forward so I almost had to take it. Trying to be neighborly, I blurted out,..."Hey I recognize you. You are Jeri Ryan" "Yeah" she sighed. "Hopefully you aren't some Trekkie?",...with a coyly shaped frown. I responded that although I had always been a fan of Star Trek from the beginning, I had never been a "Trekkie". I did add that I thought her "7 of 9 character" brought some needed sexual tension to the show. I grabbed her glass as she more-or-less thrust in my face and took a sip. It was the strongest Mai Tai I ever had. She pulled closer to me and I was even more aware of my nakedness,... and the butt plug in my ass and the chain leading to my cock rings. I didn't think she realized that I was nude, but who knows? Maybe she had been watching me for a while before introducing herself? Maybe she didn't? I introduced myself as "Mike" and she confirmed herself as "Jeri". "Aren't the Virgin Islands great?" she asked as she pushed herself across to a few feet from me. "Yeah,..." I replied nervously..., thankful that she was now across the pool, but still very aware that I was nude with three cock rings and butt plug in me as well as other "accessories". With her legs, she pushed herself towards me from the opposite end of the pool while ducking her head underwater. She arose a foot before me with a surprised look on her face. "You don't have any pants on!", she seemed surprised as she surfaced. What could I say, but, "No,...I wasn't expecting company". I expected her to jump back and I out of the pool, but she didn't. Instead, I felt her right hand cup my balls as the other wrapped around my already hard cock shaft. "Nice", she muttered softly as she pulled herself closer using my cock to do so. I could only moan as she did so using her hands around my cock and balls to draw herself in. I felt my cock begin to grow and swell in her hand as she firmly grasped it. She said,... "Resistance is not an option", chuckled, and kissed me gently on the lips. I grew to full length in her hand. She cupped my balls and eventually she slid her hand down to feel the ring attached to my butt plug. She gently tugged at it, felt my resistance and stopped. I told her of the same,...almost apologetically,... why I wore them, and she seemed to play with me while gently tugging at it again and again,...all the while holding my cock in her hand. "You are kinky" she said loudly, continuing to pull on my cock. As she pulled on my cock, I felt her tug against the chain reaching to the butt plug in my ass. I moaned aloud as she did so. I felt her hands follow the chain from my balls to my ass,...basically discovering what it was until her fingers reached my ass. I moaned as her fingers reached my ass and felt around my ass. She pulled on the chain again,...and I moaned again as she did. Jeri suddenly dove underneath,...and placed her lips around my cock while still holding onto the chain attached to my balls and ass. I moaned loudly as I felt her lips slide down my shaft. She resurfaced quickly, her blond hair aside her face, and simply said,.. "Wow! Nice cock!" I was stunned. I had just had Jeri Ryan's, 7 of 9's, lips wrapped around my cock,... and she was still holding firmly unto the chain between my cock rings and ass plug. I felt her tug strongly on the chain to my butt plug until it popped out of me, I groaned loudly as it popped from me. She quickly grabbed it and inserted it into her own ass as if to "assimilate me". We were connected,...my balls and her ass via a chain. She said tersely,... "Resistance is futile", as she wrapped her legs around my waist, grabbed my erect cock and sank her pussy around it as she impaled herself. I moaned aloud as she sank on me. I felt myself sink deeply into her pussy until it reached my balls. She then began to pummel me,... driving her pelvis against me,...until I came with torrents into her. Seeing how spent I was, she simply replied,..."Resistance is futile" as she pulled herself off of me while laughing aloud. She left the next day. Her agent owned the condo next to me and I haven't seen her since. M Seven of Nine Does Seven of Nine "Seven, I called you to my quarters because we've been presented with a unique opportunity. Voyager is approaching the fringe of a super string which has created a time anomaly. Although we can't use it to get back to the earth of our own time, Tuvok has calculated that we can go back to 2001. As you know the Olympics in this sector is about to begin and we've been trounced at holo-baseball for years. We think we can transport the Yankees, a team that won 212 championships, here for a few days; that is, if they'll agree to play for us. This is not part of your official duties, but will you take the assignment of convincing them to come?" "Of course Captain, but why me? I am not familiar with the game or that period of earth's history." "Seven, you know that the universal age of space exploration was followed by the age of scientific endeavor. Before 2100 on earth, mankind's history was concerned with mostly one thing, sex. These are men; you're an attractive woman. I think you can make them see 'reason'." "Understood Captain." "Oh and Seven, don't tell them that Rivera blows it in the bottom of the ninth of the World Series in 2001." "Of course Captain." After Voyager's insertion into earth's orbit, the ship was cloaked and Seven was transported to the ladies room of the Doubles Club in which the Yankees were celebrating their latest victory. It was located in the Hilton hotel. Her appearance caused a stir, not because of the remnants of Borg technology that adorned her face and hand, but because they were looking at the most spectacular body extant on the earth of that time. Her huge blue eyes, creamy skin and full lips didn't hurt either. The data banks had told her all she needed to know and she recognized the team members immediately. One by one she spoke to them with her sweet lips and tongue tantalizing their ears with darting touches as she whispered. In short order they all assembled in a penthouse suite. "Gentlemen, we need your expertise." She explained the situation. "As an inducement…" Seven unfastened the unforgiving body suit with a touch and stood naked before them. Her boobs stood impossibly high and the shock was that they were natural. Her waist was impossibly small and it accentuated the hips that framed a pink and perfect pussy. Her ass could make a grown man cry. Almost to a man they thought, "This is a nut case"; but nine hard bats were ready to step up to the plate. Resistance was futile. "Mr. Martinez" Seven said, "You are the first baseman therefore you may throw the first pitch. Designate a hole and proceed." Tino wasn't quite sure but he figured she was asking him where he wanted to do her. He pointed to the pouty bee stung lips. Seven bent at the waist and took out his lumber. As it disappeared deep down Seven of Nine's throat, Tino opened his eyes and in an unusual display of verbosity said, "Whoa." (You know who's in line to play Tino in the movie version) The sight of that ass in that position was too much for Soriano. He approached, held her hips and prepared to enter. Seven's mouth slid off Tino and she firmly addressed the second baseman. "I know you're used to being the pivot man but there will be no 'double plays' here. Please await your turn; you are up next." He sheepishly pulled back as Seven concluded Tino's turn at bat. Soriano chose the nether entrance and it was one, two, three and out. "Mr. Brosius, you are up," said Seven - and he was. She gave an appreciative glance and added "That is quite a 'Louisville Slugger.' Scott chose 'missionary' but was anything but reverend in the way his hard individuated strokes singled up her middle. He filled her and fit her like a glove. The team heard their first human-Borg orgasm. (Something like two wolves coming in harmony) Peanuts and beer were passed around and Jeter approached the mound. His taste buds were tingling and he added Seven's exotic juices to his palette. He was later heard to say it was a cross between pineapple and clam. As his tongue pleasured from her ass to her pussy his fingers rolled her nipples and traced her lips and ears with a teasing touch. As far as Seven was concerned, he was four for four and in the running for M.V.P. Chuck Knoblauch waddled up after Jeter scored and Seven looked down from her imperious height. "Mr. Knoblauchead, I have seen you attempt to throw a ball. B'Adeana's five year old is more accurate. I am sorry but there will be no 'pussy' as you call it, for you tonight. "The battery comes next" Seven announced. Andy Pettitte came to the mound. Due to the peculiarity of his pitching motion, the big lefty's dick was also a 'lefty'. Seven angled her head to meet its gaze. "You've got quite a curve Mr. Pettitte." He could only give her an 'aw shucks' look as he turned crimson. His battery mate came to his assistance and was satisfied just to watch and give the signals. Pettitte peered in and Posada flashed one finger toggled to the left: an inside hard one. Andy regained his confidence and gave Seven the hard one inside. Posada showed three and petite came in with a punishing splitter. Seven, like many who've faced the pounding pitcher, was off balance. After teasing her with a couple of balls outside, Pettitte came home with the money shot. The wolves howled and the crowd cheered. Seven bounced up and said, "Mr. O'Neill, I am interested in seeing if your intensity on the field extends into other areas. Paul extended deeply into other areas and showed the staying power of a hall of famer. His anxiously awaiting teammates began yelling and cheering, "Come on Paul…come on…come on." It seemed he would be up forever. Seven threw him a tricky curve and he finally popped out. Even though he did, Seven pronounced him 'good competitor.' The center fielder, true to his calling headed straight for Seven's. He was having trouble settling into the box and indeed was called for two fouls when banged into the wrong area. Seven told him, "One more and you're out." Bernie is at his most dangerous oh and two and snatched victory on his last swing. He went deep into the gap and Seven was unprepared. He's quicker than he looks and he shot around the mound for an inside the parker. When they were done a few of the Yankees were admiring seven's strength and her ability to take on all of them so effortlessly. "How do you do it, the panting Bernie Williams asked?" "I just take it one guy at a time, try not to beat myself and give 110%" Seven suited up and said, "Are you gentlemen ready to go to the ship?" They looked at each other, winked and laughed, "Sure." They heard the beep of her communicator before she said, "Ten to beam up." Seven of Nine's First Orgasm Captain's Personal Log, star date 35674.2: The last few weeks on Voyager have been calm and uneventful, giving the crew time to relax and unwind after several challenging adventures in this sector of the Delta Quadrant. I am concerned about Seven of Nine, however—lately she seems agitated, forgetful, and disorganized, not at all her usual efficient self. Still, her performance remains acceptable and I don't plan to broach the subject with her unless she comes to me. ***** The door to Captain Kathryn Janeway's personal quarters chimed. Janeway set down her padd and pushed back the covers on her bed with a sigh. She tied a peach-colored robe around her waist, ran her hands through her long red hair, and responded, "Come!" The door hissed open. Seven of Nine, the woman she'd rescued from the Borg and tried to integrate into her crew for the past few years, stepped into Janeway's cabin. "Captain, I--" She took in the sight of Janeway's short silk robe and the open covers on her bed. "Excuse me, Captain. I didn't mean to interrupt you. I'll return in--" "That's all right, Seven," Janeway said before she could leave. "Come in. What's the matter?" Seven wore her usual uniform, a gray suit that fit every curve in her slender, flexible body. The Borg implants in her face shone brightly in the cabin's soft light. She held herself rigid, although Janeway saw her eyes flicker up and down her legs. "Well, Seven?" She looked uncomfortable as she spoke. "It is a personal matter of some urgency, Captain. Recently I have become—distracted. Unable to focus on my tasks. My thoughts and attention tend to drift to topics that I am unable to ignore. I believe it is compromising my performance, and it—it is not something I wish to discuss with the Doctor." Janeway nodded. Voyager's holographic doctor had access to a huge database of medical procedures, but his bedside manner could be brusque. "What sort of thoughts?" Seven of Nine took a deep breath. "I have never experienced an orgasm." An eyebrow rose on Janeway's face. In a way, she'd been expecting this at some point. For most of her life, Seven of Nine had been a drone whose personal needs were completely ignored by the Borg collective. Now that she was free to explore her individuality, her own body's reactions had to sometimes be confusing. Still, it was surprising to think that she'd never experimented sexually. Any number of men and women on Voyager would have been happy to oblige her. And stranded in the Delta Quadrant as they were, a certain degree of fraternization had to be tolerated. "Well, if you're asking my advice, I know of several crew members who would be, er, qualified to help you." She reached for her padd. "Ensign Lewis, for example, or Tom Paris—although B'Elanna might object. On the other hand, she might join in." She smiled. "Although I'm not sure a Klingon would be my choice for a first time." "Frankly, Captain, I was hoping . . ." Seven hesitated. "I would prefer my first experience to be with another female. I find them more—sympathetic." Janeway nodded. "I understand perfectly. It should be possible--" "I was hoping my initial experience could be with you," Seven blurted. Both her eyebrows rose. "Really?" Seven said nothing. Janeway realized she'd never seen her show embarrassment before. She cleared her throat. "Well, that's very flattering. I, uh . . ." She shrugged. "What can I say?" "The distracting thoughts I mentioned before—I believe they're called fantasies—have involved members of the crew, but they have predominantly featured you. If this is inappropriate, I apologize. But you have always encouraged me to come to you with any questions about human behavior." "I'm glad you did." Janeway smiled and set down her padd. "Relax, Seven." "If you wish me to leave--" "Take off your uniform," Janeway ordered. For a moment Seven showed no reaction. Then her lips began to curl in the beginning of a smile. "Yes, Captain," she said. Janeway watched as Seven slipped out of her suit. She knew how closely members of the Voyager crew paid attention to every move she made in the tight fabric, and how much they would have liked to see the sight of her stripping down to her bare skin. As Captain, Janeway could have instructed the computer to zoom in on Seven in the nude, but that would have been inappropriate. Still, she'd thought about it more than once. Her uniform on the deck of the cabin, Seven quickly unfastened the functional and very utilitarian bra she wore, and slid her plain black panties down her long legs. Then she stood in front of Janeway as if presenting her naked body for inspection. Her breasts were bigger than Janeway had expected, and her nipples were already stiff. Her skin was pale, and she kept her pussy bare. Her muscular legs looked as if they could run a marathon and then squeeze the life out of anyone who got between them. "Am I—attractive?" Seven asked. "Seven, you're beautiful." Janeway sat on the edge of her bed. "Turn around and sit down here." Seven obediently followed the captain's instructions and positioned herself between Janeway's legs on the bed. She leaned back as Janeway began to massage her shoulders. "You're so tense," Janeway murmured. "Relax. Your muscles are like bands of titanium. Just relax, Seven." "Yes, Captain." Seven felt Janeway's hands rub her neck and arms, and experienced an unfamiliar tingle of pleasure between her legs. Then the captain kissed the back of her neck softly, and Seven shivered. "Is this good?" Janeway slid her hands around Seven's body and gently began squeezing her tits. "Do you like it?" "It is . . . pleasant." Seven swallowed. "Very pleasant." Janeway kissed her ear as she caressed her breasts, pleased by how firm they were and how her nipples responded to her touch. Her own pussy was getting warm. Janeway had her own needs, but as captain of the ship she had to exercise discreet restraint. It had been months since she'd had any sex, and suddenly her body felt as if she was in danger of burning up from lust. An involuntary moan escaped from Seven's lips. Janeway felt her officer's shoulders tremble with excitement. She let her hands trail down Seven's body to her legs, stroking her bare thighs and pressing her robe against Seven's back. "Captain, this is—very erotic," Seven whispered. "I feel—some urgency, however . . ." "Ssh," Janeway replied. "Patience. It doesn't do to rush things." "I will endeavor to retrain my—oh! Yes! Right there!" Janeway had slipped a finger inside Seven's slit. It seemed to erupt with juices before before she touched the woman's clit. Seven pushed herself back against the captain, gasping. Janeway smiled. Then Seven tried to regain control of herself. "That is—that is—extremely pleasurable, captain." "You like that, Seven?" She nodded. "Affirmative." "Then I think you'll like this . . ." Slowly but firmly, Janeway slid two fingers inside Seven's pussy, and with her other hand she began a circular motion with her fingers around the former Borg's clit. Seven gasped again, and her body began squirming between Janeway's legs. "Oh, oh, oh . . ." Seven threw her head back, burying Janeway's face in her blonde hair. "Queen of Borg, hive master three, two, one, zero, zero, zero, submit, submit!" Janeway felt Seven's first orgasm rocket through her body. Her skin was suddenly drenched with sweat and every muscle seemed to tense and then release as the pleasure flooded inside her. After a moment Janeway simply held Seven tight in her arms as she shook, moaning controllably until she quivered softly in the aftershock. "So, Seven," Janeway chuckled. "How was your first orgasm?" "Very . . . pleasurable. Extremely pleasant." She held Janeway's hands around her stomach. "You've never masturbated?" "I researched the techniques, but they seemed as if they would be unsatisfying. This was vastly superior, I think." She squeezed Janeway's arm. They were silent for a moment. Seven stared up at the stars through the window over Janeway's bed. Then she asked, "Captain?" "Yes, Seven?" "Would it be appropriate to . . . reciprocate?" She'd been waiting—and hoping—for this. "Yes, Seven, that would be more than appropriate, I think." Seven stood up on wobbling legs and turned to watch as Janeway untied her robe. Underneath she wore only a pair of pink panties, and Seven's eyes widened at the sight of her tits as she shrugged the robe from her shoulders. "Captain, your breasts are magnificent." Seven stared. Janeway smiled. "Thank you. I try to stay in shape." "May I touch them?" She nodded. "You can do anything you want. You don't have to ask in here." Janeway stood up, and Seven reached out to place her hands on Janeway's firm, mature tits. "They're very firm." "You can squeeze them," Janeway told her. "I like that." "May I . . ." She stopped, remembering not to ask for permission. Leaning forward and bending down, she took one of the captain's nipples between her lips. "Oh, yes," Janeway breathed. "That's perfect, Seven, that's just . . ." Her voice trailed off as Seven began to softly suck at her nipple. Seven ran her hands up and down Janeway's body. The captain did work out regularly, and it showed in the tautness of her muscles and the firmness of her ass. Seven squeezed her butt, eliciting a gasp of surprise and pleasure from the captain. Janeway stroked Seven's neck and shoulders, her body trembling with desire and lust. She tried to focus on keeping her legs straight when she felt Seven's fingers at her pussy, but in a moment she didn't trust herself to stay standing. She staggered backward toward the bed, and Seven caught her as she dropped to the mattress. Janeway lay down on the sheets, and Seven deftly pulled her panties down. She gazed at the tuft of red hair on Janeway's pussy for a moment, and then she began stroking Janeway's thighs. "Now I will bring you to orgasm." Janeway nodded, her neck trembling. "Please." "Fortunately, my research into human sexual techniques has given me the knowledge I need. And your obvious arousal should make up for any deficiencies in my technique--" "Seven," Janeway snapped impatiently. "Just shut up and lick me!" She smiled. "As you command, captain." Kneeling on the bed, Seven bent down and thrust her tongue inside Janeway's pussy. It was a little abrupt, but Janeway was so aroused that she wouldn't have wanted to wait very long for some direct contact anyway. She wrapped her fingers in Seven's blonde hair and pushed her hips upward, moaning as Seven's tongue swirled over her clut. The stars rushed by above her as Seven devoted herself with her usual machinelike efficiency to the task at hand, stimulating the captain's pussy to the heights of human ecstasy. "Very good, Seven," she whispered. "Very very good . . ." Seven slid a hand under Janeway to clutch the captain's ass. Janeway yelped and squirmed, but the finger probing her gave a different edge to the experience. Seven licked, sucked, and blew across her pussy, tickling the clit with her other hand. Janeway kicked at the bed. She squeezed her own tits, panting hard. She looked down across her nude body and saw Seven peeking up at her. She smiled. Seven pushed two fingers inside her slit and looked up. "Are you about to experience an orgasm, Captain?" "It's called cumming, Seven!" Janeway rasped. "Cumming, cumming, yes I'm cumming! Oh!" Her body throbbed. Seven didn't let up as Janeway thrashed in the sheets, pounding the mattress with her fists. "Seven, oh Seven, oh yes Seven . . ." Finally she had to gently push Seven away. "That's enough. For now." "Was that adequate, Captain?" She pushed a lock of hair from her face. "I am prepared to make another attempt if--" "That was fine. That was wonderful. That was . . ." Janeway lifted herself up on an elbow. "Oh. There you are." Seven turned to see Ensign Lewis standing next in the captain's cabin. He was a tall black man who worked in Engineering. He was completely naked, his Starfleet uniform on the floor next to hers. "Ensign, Seven of Nine has expressed interest in human sexuality, and she wanted some experience with orgasms." She licked her lips. "I offered my services, but I thought it might also be useful for her to investigate orgasms from a male perspective. If you'd be so kind." Lewis grinned. "Certainly. Ma'am." "How did you--" Seven looked at Janeway. She pointed to her padd. "I sent him a message. Although, Ensign, I would appreciate in the future if you'd knock." "I did, Captain." Lewis jerked his thumb toward the cabin door. "Several times. I distinctly heard you say, 'Come in.'" She laughed. "Cumming," she said. "That's what I was saying. And doing, for that matter. Well, anyway, Seven, what do you say?" She looked at Lewis's thick, rigid cock. "You have a large penis." He shifted on his bare feet. "Thank you." Seven frowned. "It was intended as an observation, not praise for a personal physical characteristic." Janeway chuckled. "Human males place a certain amount of unnecessary emphasis on the size of their genitalia, Seven. Unless you're worried about its size and your, uh . . .?" "I am sure I can accommodate him." Seven said confidently. She licked her lower lip. "Please penetrate my vagina with your penis, Ensign." Lewis hesitated and glanced at the Captain. "Seven?" Janeway sat up. "A word of advice—try something a little more colloquial." She thought for a moment. "Fuck me with your big cock, you horny stud?" Lewis grinned, and his cock seemed to lengthen. "Yes, ma'am." Seven sat on the bed and lay back, her legs wide. "This is the preferred position, is it not?" "You could be a little more imaginative," Janeway said. She rolled over and planted her feet on the deck, elbow on the bed. "Doggy position. This offers several advantages, according to the videos I have researched—oh!" Lewis had rammed his cock straight into Seven's pussy. Janeway sat back to watch as he began thrusting vigorously and Seven started pushing her ass back toward him to drive his cock in deeper. Ensign Lewis was one of a few crew members Janeway summoned on occasion when she needed some relief from the stress of command. She preferred crewmen and women who weren't part of the bridge crew; giving orders to Chakotay or Paris after screaming in orgasm with them would have been awkward. Lewis was discreet, energetic—and he had that big cock. "Is this—mmm—pleasurable, Ensign?" Seven asked, panting with each thrust. "I wish to provide you with maximum enjoyment, and you are—I must say—oh yeah—quite skilled at this method of intercourse as well." "Excellent. Ma'am," Lewis grunted. "You're doing fine." "Then please . . . continue with your coital maneuvers." "A little less formal, Seven," Janeway advised. "Fuck me you animal," Seven responded. "Ahhh!" Janeway had just cum herself, but the scene on her bed had her softly stroking her pussy again. Seven's face was red, and Lewis's prick was a blur as he slid in and out of her body. She stretched her neck to look back at him with an encouraging nod, then leaned down and gave out a loud cry of pleasure that made Janeway's nipples tingle. Lewis slapped her ass, then dug his fingers into her skin. He glanced at Janeway, and she smiled, and then he gave his full attention to giving Seven every hard inch of his cock. Janeway knew he could go a long time before cumming. She hoped Seven was ready. "Ah-ah-ah!" Seven pushed herself up and again looked over her shoulder. "Ensign? Ensign!" He slowed. "Yes, ma'am? Something wrong? I shouldn't have slapped you, should I?" "No, I rather, uh, enjoyed that. But I wish to be on top. Would that be acceptable? I mean—" Again she paused to think of the right words. "I want to ride your cock, you sex machine." Lewis laughed. Seven seemed puzzled by his reaction, but he quickly pulled out and then dropped onto the bed, his prick pointing up toward the stars. "Please make yourself comfortable, ma'am." "I believe I shall." With a smile, Seven swung a long leg over Lewi's waist and then, hands on his chest, lowered herself slowly down onto his cock until it filled her pussy and only his balls were visible beneath her ass. "Oh yes," Seven murmured. "I will enjoy this. Once I find the correct rhythm. Is this . . ." She began rocking back and forth, and Lewis's quiet moans of approval apparently told her that she was instinctively doing it right. Seven picked up her pace, breathing steadily, juices running down her thighs. "This is—surprisingly enjoyable," Seven murmured. "I like the . . . ohhh . . . sensation of control and the . . . erect penis inside me—hard cock—in my pussy—fucking me—fuck me—oh yes, Ensign, fuck me hard!" Lewis jerked his hips forcefully, and reached up to take Seven's bouncing tits in his strong hands. She leaned down to give him a better grip, her legs flexed for maximum penetration as she drove his cock up inside her. "Is this—suitable, Ensign?" she gasped. "The proper speed and urgency?" "Oh fuck yes," Lewis responded. "I mean—yes, ma'am." "I think we may dispense with the usual protocols," Seven told him as she swayed over him. "Fuck me. Just—continue to fuck me." "Fuck yes!" Lewis squeezed her tits. "Seven of fucking Nine . . . I'll make you cum seven times, or nine times, whatever you want . . . oh yeah . . . assimilate my cock . . . resistance is fucking futile . . ." Janeway hid a smile as she watched her two officers on the bed. Seven was definitely learning about human sexuality. And Lewis was giving her a powerful lesson in the powers of the male organ. "Lewis—Ensign," Seven reared back, her tits shaking. "Will you ejaculate soon?" "Yes ma'am." He rubbed his hands up and down Seven's sweaty hips. "Any second now. Get ready--" "Wait!' Seven ordered. "I wish to see your semen as you spurt! I wish to taste your human cum! Let me—let me . . ." She writhed on top of Lewis's body, hands over her head. "Achieving orgasm again! Fuck the Borg! Fuck the Borg! Fuck . . ." Her eyes glared wide, and she gazed at Janeway with something that in any other human would have been unmistakable love. Maybe, Janeway though, she was finally throwing off all her Borg programming and conditioning. This could be a good thing for everyone. And, she had to admit privately, it was very arousing to watch. Her own pussy was throbbing and hot. Seven flung herself off of Lewis's hips and bent down to take his cock in her mouth. Lewis groaned again and let his sperm erupt, pumping it down Seven's throat as she stroked his cock to prompt more and more of it from his balls. "Take it, Seven!" Lewis shouted. "Take it, take all of it, all my cum you gorgeous fucking Borg . . . seven . . . seven . . ." Janeway leaned back, cumming again as Lewis spurted his load in Seven's mouth. Her cabin seemed to spin around her, as if the gravity controls had gone offline. Soon enough, though, her orgasm eased, and she sat up again, panting with satisfaction. And Seven was still drinking the cum from Lewis's cock. "Enjoy that, Seven," she ordered. "Lick it up. Swallow it all . . ." She gazed up at the racing stars overhead. Her Borg officer would soon learn that nothing was better than a good human orgasm. Seven wiped her face. "I do not think human sperm flying up into my face will damage my Borg implants," she said, running her hands over Lewis's muscular legs. "But do you think I should consult the Doctor?" "No, Seven." Janeway winked at Lewis. "Unless—I assume the Doctor has talked about precautions?" "I will not get pregnant unless I wish to." Seven looked down at Lewis's still pulsing cock. "Perhaps in the future." Seven of Nine's First Orgasm "Perhaps." Janeway sat forward and placed a hand on Seven's fingers. "Was that everything you expected?" Seven nodded. "Yes, Captain. Although under the circumstances, I feel I should ask whether this incident requires me to assume the designation of 'slut.' Or 'whore'?" She ran her hands up and down her body. "Right now I wish only to engage in further explorations of human sexuality." "There's nothing wrong with experiencing your body, Seven." Janeway reached out to touch her leg. "Just don't let anyone degrade you or humiliate you. You have the right to choose what you do, and who you do it with, and how you're addressed. That doesn't make you a slut or a whore. Just a human female, with all the rights that entails." "Thank you, Captain." Seven stood up from the bed. "This was been most—stimulating. And educational." "Thank you, Seven." Janeway stretched. "Lewis, that'll be all." "Yes, ma'am." Lewis sighed. "Just give me a minute." Seven hesitated. "Captain?" Janeway was looking for her robe. "What is it, Seven?" "Does the . . . experience need to end right now? I find I am still eager for more exploration." She smiled. Janeway smiled back. "Well, Ensign, if you don't have anywhere else to go . . ." "Yes, ma'am," Lewis grinned. ***** Captain's Personal Log, supplemental: Seven of Nine's performance has improved in the last few days, thanks to some personal coaching I've been able to provide. I have no doubt that she will continue to enjoy her investigation into human feelings and emotions, as well as—that's nice, Seven, keep doing that, don't stop, oh yes, oh yes!