Someone asked about the scene when the captain saw a little too much of Spock and Uhura during their honeymoon. This is what I think he saw, but your fantasy may be kinkier than mine 😀.

The Gift

"Mrs. Uhura!" Charlene let herself into Nyota's quarters and called out to her. She was in a strange mood today after her run-in with the Captain and wanted to make sure her friend was alright.

"How did you get in here?" Uhura scowled at her while she labored over something cooking on her cooktop.

"With your infamous lock code. I can't believe you haven't changed it yet."

"I cannot believe anyone would have the audacity to use it." Uhura countered.

"Well, you know me. I'm full of it." Charlene's voice dripped with sarcasm. It made Uhura look up from her cooking to peer at her friend with concern.

"Are you alright Char?"

Charlene sighed. "I'll be fine. I just saw a ghost, that's all."

"A ghost? What's that mean?"

"I saw something that's been dead and better left buried in the past."

"Do you want to talk about it?"

"No. I came to talk about you. I heard it straight from the horse's mouth that you haven't been to get your check-up yet."

Uhura turned around and went back to her cooking. "I've been busy."

"You're off duty. You have nothing more important to do than take care of yourself."

"It's only been a few days. I've been sorting out the home, feeding Spock, you know; married stuff."

"Speaking of marriage, have you told your family about marrying Spock? How'd they take it?"

"Charlene, I told you I've been busy."

"Girl, you're stalling. The longer you put things off, the worse you make things for yourself."

"Nag, nag, nag," Uhura said. "I'll tell them. I will. I just got distracted. People have been bringing us wedding gifts for the past few days and I've been sorting them out. I'm still explaining some of the items to Spock."

Charlene's expression brightened. "Ooh, girl, did you like my gift?"

"I loved it. Spock maybe not so much."

"Why not? It's just a little bit of harmless fun."

"It wasn't your gift that disturbed him, it was me. I did something naughty." Uhura pretended to feel bad, but she had a devilish look in her eyes that intrigued Charlene.

"What did you do now?" Charlene was almost afraid to ask.

Uhura led Charlene over to sit at the table so she could tell her story. "Well, one night the captain called. I accidentally used the remote control by mistake while Spock was talking to Jim."

"You did not!" Charlene couldn't believe what she was hearing.

"It was an accident!" Uhura swore.

"Oh, my god! I wish I could see the look on both their faces. So what happened?"

"I can't tell you that. It's personal." Uhura said primly, folding her hands in front of herself.

"Girl, you can't tell me you used a sex toy while Spock was talking to the captain and then say it's personal! Jim saw it. I need to know what he saw!" Charlene demanded.

Uhura relented, "Well..."

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Spock was always open to experiencing new things. During his tenure on the Enterprise, he had seen and done everything from the mundane to the extraordinary. But the most interesting calamities on the ship always seemed to befall him personally. His body had been rapidly aged turning him into an old man, his life energy had been drained from him by nefarious women, he'd been intoxicated by several exotic substances and organisms, his brain had physically been removed and put back into his skull, his body and mind had been taken over by alien lifeforms multiple times, and he'd been physically controlled by powerful psychokinesis.

Little surprised him anymore, therefore when he came home to a room full of exotic wedding gifts from his shipmates he was unfazed. He understood the human tradition of a wedding shower and since Nyota had been deprived of the opportunity to experience any of the traditional human wedding rituals; he was willing to play along with the festivities now. He would do anything to please his wife and make her happy. So when she wanted to play with the wedding gifts they had received, he was eager to oblige.

But there was one gift from Charlene Masters that he was hesitant to try. It looked like a sophisticated torture device.

"You are sure this is a toy?" He questioned once again while he examined the box.

"Yes. And I want you to try it. I think you'll like it." Uhura shoved his shoulder, nudging him towards the bedroom.

"My wife, you say you know my personality well, but I do not think you do."

"Spock, trust me. You'll like it if you just let yourself go and give it a try. Nobody's here except you and me. You can be yourself around me." Uhura stroked his cheek gently. "Please Adun?" It was the big brown eyes that looked on the verge of tears that persuaded him against his better judgment to proceed.

He knew full well he was being manipulated by his wife, but he would do anything for Nyota, including allowing her to physically restrain him and control him remotely. So he disrobed and allowed his wife to apply the toy to his body. It didn't hurt that Uhura was wearing underwear made of candy and promised that she would allow him a taste as soon as he was 'strapped in'. It sounded like a good deal at the time.

Uhura pasted wafer-thin transparent disks to each of his nipples and then she kissed each one to make sure they were snuggly attached. Then she encircled his penis with a ring of wires that fit snuggly at the base, making sure it was not too tight. Finally, she handed him a crystal clear object shaped like a small egg.

"Here, you can do the honors," she said.

"Honors? What is that?" Spock turned it this way and that in his hand.

"I don't know what they call it, but I know where it goes and so do you." She quirked her eyebrow at him.

"Adun'a, why would I want this to "go" anywhere?" He had allowed the nipple pasties and the cock ring, but the buttplug-looking object was out of the question.

"Spock, it's part of the package. You have to sit on this."

"No, I do not. You sit on it. I fervently believe it is meant for you."

"No, it's not. I'm the one with the controller." She shook the controller in his face to prove her point.

"Then why don't you wear these things and I will hold the controller?" he tried to negotiate.

"I don't want to. I want to control you. That's the fun of it."

"Fun for you." Spock pointed out.

"Of course, silly. As you like to say, you don't have fun. But I bet if you sit on this egg it will feel good." She smiled at him like she was offering him a prize.

"Why would I derive any pleasure from sitting on this egg?" He asked as he inspected the offending object.

"I bet it stimulates your prostate. Do Vulcans have a prostate?" Uhura asked thoughtfully.

"It does not matter because I am not sitting on this egg." He said stubbornly. And that was the end of that.

"So anyway," Uhura told Charlene, "we're enjoying the gifts when the captain calls on the console. We were in the middle of something, Char, but Spock had the nerve to answer the call!" It outraged Uhura just thinking about it.

"So you taught him a lesson?" Charlene asked while nodding in agreement.

"No!" Uhura denied. "It really was an accident. My finger slipped on the button a few times," she laughed in remembrance.

Spock was seated on the side of their bed, speaking to the captain on the viewscreen about something Uhura could not care less about. They were off duty and since there was no red alert klaxon sounding off, whatever the captain wanted to discuss could wait until tomorrow, as far as she was concerned.

Impatiently, she trailed her fingers slowly up Spock's arm and over his shoulder. She knew her hand was creeping into the camera's view and she didn't care. Spock just kept on talking as if he didn't have a half-naked Uhura in his bed behind him. Silly man. Her finger slipped onto a button on the controller. The one that caused the nipple pasties to zap Spock. He inhaled quickly, but otherwise, he did not let on that anything was amiss.

Okay then, he was playing it cool. Uhura pressed another button and this time the cock ring did something because now Spock was clearly at full attention. He nodded his head very slowly as if the captain had his full attention and was explaining the mysteries of the universe to him. Spock's muscles looked strained, and he trembled slightly, but still, he tried to remain calm and agreed with everything the captain said.

Uhura pressed buttons on the remote, going back and forth between the nipple stimulation and the cock stimulation. Spock was a champ. He didn't break character at all while he talked to Jim. Uhura thought it was pretty hot the way she could control Spock's body and make him squirm. She wanted to see how far she could push him before he came at her command. There was one last button she had not pushed, one piece of the set she had yet to activate, and Spock knew it too.

Uhura released a loud, long-suffering sigh of impatience. That was the only warning Spock got that told him he had better wrap this conversation up soon. Stealthy, he tried to reach behind him in search of the remote to take it from Uhura, but she held it just out of his reach, teasing him with a touch before she drew the controller back.

"Mr. Spock, you seem distracted. I'm not disturbing your meditation, am I?" Uhura heard the captain ask, and she rolled her eyes.

"No Captain, I was-" Spock couldn't finish because he let out a very undignified groan and doubled over. Uhura had pressed the last button on the remote.

Spock slumped over on the bed, leaving the viewscreen aimed at Uhura in the background, wearing only her candy outfit and a wicked grin.

"I am so sorry, Captain! It seems Spock is meditating and can't talk right now. Uhura out!" She shut off the viewscreen, but not before she saw the horrified look on the captain's face.

"I think I scarred him for life," Uhura finished her story.

Charlene was howling with laughter. She had to wipe a tear from her eye. "My god Ny!" Charlene struggled to catch her breath. "Why did you do that to the poor man?"

"What poor man? The captain's seen worse. Probably done worse. He should have known better than to call while I'm on my honeymoon."

"Not Jim, Spock! He must be so... so... I don't know? Do Vulcans get embarrassed?"

"No, they don't." Uhura grinned. "And anyway, don't let that Vulcan facade fool you. Spock enjoyed the gifts. He's very open-minded and liberal."

"If you say so. I didn't think you guys would actually use it. I gave it to you for the shock value." Charlene confessed.

"Well, we used it and it was certainly shocking." Uhura teased. "Unfortunately, the candy undies didn't make it through the night. But your little present was much appreciated. It's the gift that just keeps on giving and giving until the battery dies."

Charlene looked at her friend's radiant face, and her heart softened. "I'm so happy for you and Spock. Don't let Jim do anything to come between you two."

Uhura frowned with confusion. "The captain? Why would he come between us?"

"Because he can't help himself." Charlene stood up and kissed Uhura on the top of the head. "But don't you worry about it. I know how to handle Jim."

"Wait, Char. What's going on between you and the captain?" Uhura could tell something was up.

"Nothing, sweetie. Not a damn thing. Now finish your cooking. I've got something to attend to."

I don't have the foggiest idea how much time has passed in the story from the time Spock kidnapped Uhura from the ship until now. How many weeks/months has it been? This time problem is a headache because of some events that have to happen sooner rather than later and every new chapter I add messes with that timeframe. So, this story is just littered with plot holes. I don't remember everything I wrote 4 years ago when I started it and I am probably going to break the timeline some more before it's all done. I hope you can forgive the gaping plot holes and messed-up timeline and just enjoy the journey.