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The Punishment of Ms. Uhura

Chapter 2 of 3

As lucidity returned, Uhura moved to bring herself upright. She got less than two centimetres before a firm hand guided her back into position. "Your spanking is completed, but your punishment is not over."

She turned her head and glanced his way, taking in his long dark clad legs and polished black boots. "You can't be serious," she hissed.

Commander Spock's palm smacked her ass, and she groaned at the contact. She was going to make him pay for that smack as soon as she had the chance.

"Insolence will not be tolerated. Do we understand each other?"

"Yes," she murmured, pressing her face into her arm.

"Speak clearly," he demanded.

"I understand, Sir!"

"Good. Any further disobedience will result in my administering discipline in this manner. Please try to behave or this could take whole night."

Did he say whole night? He had to be mistaken. Her thoughts scattered a bit as his sensitive fingers returned to their delicate caresses. They danced upon her flaming skin with feather light precision. After mapping the entire surface, they dipped into the crevice of her ass and stroked there too. She quivered at the delighted ripples his touch awakened. Uhura never considered that region on her anatomy to be particularly sensitive. The commander showed her otherwise, with each gentle drag of his fingers. Eventually, his fingers moved downward and deftly stroked the swollen lips her sex. Much to her distress, he discovered most of her inner-thighs slicked with her cream. He stabbed a finger deep into her, and she clenched around him in hunger.

"Your level of arousal is most gratifying."

She could hear the arrogance in his voice. It ticked her off. She bit her lips to avoid a sarcastic response.

Another finger joined the one within her channel. They commenced a vigorous rhythm, finding and rubbing against her special spot. In no time, she felt herself climbing to the peak of an orgasm. Just a little more and she would be there...

He stopped and withdrew his fingers. She was about to scream at him to continue, except she remembered her spanking. This bordered on sadistic. Who got a person this worked up and then left them hanging?

He walked to his desk and leaned against it. "Please turn the chair to face my desk and take a seat."

Uhura straightened and smoothed her uniform with shaking hands. She adjusted the chair and sat as instructed. She shifted on her sore derriere, trying to find a comfortable position. However, she stilled when she realised, fidgeting would only make him too smug for her liking.

She looked at him and her eyes fell to his groin. A sizable bulge greeted her. Immediately her eyes lifted to meet his. He gazed at himself and raised an amused eyebrow. She wondered how that one small act could always convey more than a single laugh ever did.

"You are a desirable woman, how could I not react?"

She raised a brow of her own. It was nice to know she was not the only one strongly affected tonight. "What happens now, Commander?"

He moved the few inches necessary to bring him directly in front of her and said, "Now, you demonstrate your skills in fellatio."

"How does this..." His stern look stopped her question.

"Sorry."

The commander definitely had a hidden dirty mind. With graceful fingers, he unfastened his pants and unzipped the fly, then pushed it down his legs. Impatient for attention, his rigid green hued cock sprung free and aimed right at her. It was long and thick with engorged veins. A thing of beauty nestled among dark hair.

With confidence, Uhura edged forward and took him in hand, gently grazing his pale hot flesh with her manicured fingernails. She paid close attention to each vein and observed his uncontrollable tremble. She continued her up and down stroking of the satiny flesh, and then she lowered her head and inhaled his intoxicating scent. The musky smell caused new fire to careen through her body. She desperately wanted to straddle him and satisfy her desire.

She raised her eyes and locked her gaze to his heavy lidded one, then enclosed the dark green head of his cock with her lips. They stared at each other as she sunk lower, taking more of him into her mouth. She pressed her tongue to the underside and watched his beautiful lips part in silent exhalation.

She continued her ministration, working him with her hands, lips, tongue, and the suction of her wet mouth. She moved lower and lashed her tongue to his balls. He gripped the desk hard in an effort to remain in control. Uhura was having none of that. She doubled her efforts; soon enough one hand left the desk, finding its way into her dishevelled ponytail. His hips began to thrust and his breath hitched. That bit of power made the walls of ravenous sex spasm. She shifted in her seat, trying in vain to ease the build-up of desire.

A rough growl escaped his lips, and he swelled with impending orgasm. Uhura looked up once more, meeting eyes that were again intent on her. There was something exceedingly intimate about staring at each other while she sucked him off. The fingers in her hair trailed down to the side of her face in a familiar gesture. The simplest of mental touches entered her mind and with it, every bit of pleasure she gave him. Suddenly, his mind blazed with searing passion, and he pulsed within her mouth. She choked slightly, but never let up from her actions. Through it all, she felt a mental echo strong enough to create a mild unsatisfactory orgasm within her body.

He pulled himself slowly from her mouth and she took a much-needed breath. "Very good, Ms. Uhura," Commander Spock panted, leaning heavily against his desk. "That was an excellent demonstration."

He reached out an index finger and wiped away a bit of his release, which had escaped to the side of her face. Then he tapped the finger to her lips. She readily opened up and sucked his finger into her eager mouth, cleaning it off. He inhaled deeply and remarked, "Your technique shows an intuitive reading of your partner's desires."

After he removed his finger, she rubbed her thighs together and replied, "Thank you, Sir."

"I am confident that after tonight's disciplinary measure, you will carry out your Starfleet duty without further transgressions."

She squeezed her palms out of desperation, so as not to point out, that spanking and fellatio were not part of normal Starfleet procedure. Instead, she asked, "Am I dismissed?"

"Not just yet, I am far from finished with you."

Oh yes, he was definitely sadistic. She was exhausted, unfulfilled and there were still assignments, which needed to be ready for tomorrow. What else could he want from her?

"Stand, remove your clothes and please, leave your boots on."

Uhura stood on shaky legs and shrugged out of her uniform and bra. As he ordered, she left the black Starfleet boots on. His admiring gaze slid hungrily over her naked physique, taking in every inch of her. She knew of many who wished he would simply glance at them with warm interest. Here she was receiving his carnal admiration. "Have you any idea how lovely you look at this moment, Ms. Uhura?"

His words warmed her and did fantastic things to her heart. At that instant, she was proud to be a woman. "No, Sir."

"Your skin glows under the low light with health and vibrancy. Your brown eyes smoulder with sexual frustration, and your body gives off a scent that is seductive."

He closed and opened his eyes, and the relaxed look that graced his face folded away. She once again faced a cold Vulcan. He efficiently removed the remainder of his uniform, standing before her, cool, elegant, and unflappable.

"Return to the assume position."

What the hell? Had Commander Spock finally lost his mind? Her ass was sore and she needed to cum, not be spanked a second time. As much as she had enjoyed it, she craved him in her. At this point, any part of him would do.

"What did we discuss earlier about obedience, Ms. Uhura?" A soft menace laced his voice.

Damn him, she remembered his strong hands striking her bottom and the sensual fire she experienced. Moreover, damn her for the voracious throb beating within her core. She moved swiftly to assume the position.


Dedicated to spocklikescats, for her serious beta duty on my other story