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Spock day

On March 26th, Leonard Nimoy's birthday, Sheldon holds his personal Spock tribute.

"What do you think, honey?" Penny stands in the bedroom door, grinning. She's been customising the Spock t-shirt she got online specially for today. It was red with a hand making the Vulcan salute in white, over the word 'Fascinating' and (after checking with Sheldon that it wasn't vintage or anything, but a modern reprint) she'd 'improved' the neckline by cutting a big chunk out. Now her cleavage sat proudly between the hands divided fingers, supported by her newest front opening push up bra. Combined with leggings with the classic Enterprise flying up the leg and shoes with a bit of heel she felt the right combination of geeky and sexy.

Sheldon definitely approved "Fascinating indeed!"

Penny drove, following Sheldons directions. They parked up and Sheldon pointed to their destination.

"I know this place, it's the Pasadena playhouse!"

"Leonard Nimoy was here for six months but he found it limiting and moved on."

"It's hard to see him as an actor, the role of Spock really typecast him."

"He was such a perfect fit for it, and he added so much of his own self into the part. The Vulcan salute and Nerve pinch were his ideas, the hand sign from a Jewish blessing and the pinch as he wanted something more eloquent than karate chops or phaser pistol whipping to stun someone. Apparently what really convinced them of the Nerve Pinch was William Shatners acting when it was used on him"

"Craz overacting, you mean"

"he was certainly dramatic about it"

"He's worked in many roles, but for me Spock was his finest moment. After the original series there was other television work, such as directing and appearing in an episode of T.J. Hooker, In the Summer of 77 he followed Tony Perkins as Dr. Martin Dysart in a Broadway production of Equus. Then movies, with Invasion of the body snatchers in 1978 and the crowning glory of Star Trek the motion picture in 1979"

"So, where next?"

"next is lunch, with Ice cream sundaes"

Sheldon directs her to a diner a few blocks off the Sunset Strip.

"Between acting, Nimoy struggled for work so took all sorts of jobs, just like you and waitressing. the ice cream parlour on sunset strip where he worked is long gone, but we can have a symbolic ice cream"

"It's good to know your favourite actor had to do other stuff to make ends meet"

"It's one reason I didn't doubt you could be an actress when you were a waitress, I knew it happened to the greatest."

They settle into a booth and order, Sheldon has already memorised the menu and checked the places hygiene ratings beforehand.

Between mouthfuls of icecream, Penny waves her long spoon and asks "So, what are you going to do while I'm at work this afternoon?"

"this afternoon I'm rereading both autobiographies, first 'I am Not Spock', followed by 'I am Spock'. this evening I thought we can watch his sons documentary, 'For the Love of Spock'.

I was part of the Kickstarter for that, of course. You can see my name in the credits"

"So a very Spock day. Sounds fun."

"Oh, it is. I can't take you to all the Leonard Nimoy related sights, sadly. The furthest out is an asteroid called 4864 nimoy that's part of the Inner asteroid belt."

Penny pauses a moment, singing a little song to herself to get the order of the planets right "That is just past Mars. yeah, we're not going there in my little Cabriolet . "

"One thing his acting made me think about is Stanislavski theory of actors' total identification with their characters. He said it allowed him to explore the "psychological, emotional, and physical territories of life that can't be done anywhere else,"

"Wow, that's the stanislavski method "art of experiencing" . Have you been reading my acting theory books?"

"yes, you left one in the bathroom and I didn't take a comic to read"

Penny snorts "of course, my heavyweight stuff is your bathroom reading"

"It did make me think quite a bit about how I can control my reactions. With my recall I can choose to emphasise or decrease a reaction, effectively programming my own mind with my choice of memories."

"Sounds like the end of Memento"

Sheldon heaves and gags "urgh, that that horror movie was NASTY, I don't know what was worse, drinking peoples SPIT or the way it simulated memory failure" He shudders.

"yeah, sorry about that again, Honey. I thought the way it played with memory would intrigue you and give you insight into how people who forget live their lives."

"Oh, it did. it was just horrifying to think people can live like that. I had to re-cut it and put all the scenes into chronological order and watch it again to feel better."

She laughs "yeah, I should have seen that coming"

That Evening after Penny got back from work, Sheldon came over to her apartment with "For the Love of Spock" on DVD. It was the prestige boxed special edition of course, but he'd taken out and framed the signed photos.

He also bought over a canvas tool bag, which he set down with a ominous clink of metal on metal.

"I've a special something planned for tonight after the movie"

he just leaves the bag next to the couch.

Penny points at him "I Know what you're doing, You're just building expectation, making me wonder what's in there." She looks away.

Sheldon smiles smugly "Of course. Is it working?"

She looks back "Of course it is! What you got in There?"

He smiles. "Oh, you'll find out later. "

He puts the DVD on and settles down on the couch. Penny gets the popcorn off the stove, puts it in a bowl and joins him. She snuggles up close and he puts an arm around her.

After the movie Sheldon is stretched out on the couch with Penny lying sprawled on top of him. She loves to feel close to him, body pressed to body, hearing his heart beat. She looks up to see him watching her, he's got an intensity in his gaze she recognises. She smiles and says "More than six seconds eye contact" she wiggles her hip, feeling his erection press on her thigh. " I know what that means"

He puts his hands on her waist and slides her up until they're face to face.

"guess I get to see what's in your bag of tricks tonight?"

"yes, yes you do"

he kisses her softly, spreading his hands to cup her ass and lift her up to his lips. She kisses back hungrily, eager "Good, I've been thinking about you all afternoon"

He slides his hands under her shirt, fingertips cool on her skin. He lifts her top up over her head, pulling it inside out, trapping her head and arms as he twists it together. She struggles and the neck of the shirt slides half way up her face, so her mouth is uncovered. He chuckles and kisses her again, keeping her blindfolded and helpless a moment. She struggles free, hair messed up and face flushed, she lifts his shirt and starts to kiss his chest. One handed he pops the hooks on her bra strap, she lets it fall free and shrugs it off her arms, pressing her naked chest to his. Her nipples are already hardening, she loves the feel of them rubbing on his skin. He's still a stick man from Texas but there's some tone there now, a wiry strength and firmness.

"Bedroom. Get your collar"

She gets up, steps out of her sandals and eagerly runs to the bedroom, naked from the waist up.

He picks up the canvas tool bag and follows, watching the way her hair tumbles down her bare back.

He finds her kneeling by her bed, steel collar offered up to him with both hands.

"For you, Master" he takes it and she bends her head forward, moving her head to the side so he can put it on her. He closes it around her neck and she gives a contented sigh as she feels it lock closed, it's weight on her neck.

"Now strip"

"Yes Master" She stands, turning her back to him as she wiggles her leggings and thong underwear down her long tanned legs, bending further and further down to show her curves to best advantage.

Stepping from her clothes, she returns to his feet, looking up eagerly.

He strokes her hair, she presses her face to his palm. "Now undress me"

She nods and unlaces his shoes, slipping them first from one foot then the other. Then she eagerly rises, helping him lift his T-shirts, going up on tip toe as she lifted them over his head. Being naked when he was clothed, being collared by him, serving him , all made her feel a sense of wanton arousal. She was his, and he was going to do fantastic terrible things to her. She gave a low moan and pressed herself to his bare chest.

"belt next, girl" he stroked his fingernails down her back, making her shudder against him.

"Yes Master" she whispered, low and breathless. She dropped back to her knees, carefully unbuckling his belt then gripping the end in her teeth and tugging until the buckles tongue pulled free of the leather.

With deft fingers she undid the button and worked the zipper down.

She worked his jeans down, along with his plain black boxer shorts, a sure sign he planned ahead for tonight.

His cock was already thick and part erect, she leaned forward to gently kiss it as she pushed his jeans down to his ankles and held them there as he stepped out.

"Give me your wrists" From the bag he produced a set of leather cuffs and buckled them around her wrists. The leather was supple and lined with soft suede, with a second thicker band over the top which held metal rings . "On your back, give me your ankles" She lay back and offered him one foot then the other as he buckled matching ankle cuffs around them.

"Good, now back to your knees"

He fastened her cuffed wrists behind her back and with a short rod with a clip on each end fastened her ankles together. From the bag he pulled two thin belts, with holes punched their entire lenghts.

He passed one belt under her ankle and buckled it tight up over her thigh, holding her leg folded tight. He did the same for the other leg, making it impossible to rise. Then around her waist he fastened a broader belt with regular metal D rings, buckling it tight. Then he takes a longer strap, looping it round under her breasts, crossing it between her shoulders and looping it round her upper arms, pulling them together as he pulled it tight, pulling her shoulders back and pushing her breast forward.

He clipped a Leash on her collar and hooked the end onto a bed post. He strokes her outthrust breast, teasing the hard nipple and giving it a tug, making her shudder at the ache that runs through her. he crouches down, running his hand over her belly and down between her legs, Probing fingers finding her cunt wet and ready, gently stroking her clit as he watches her face.

"Stay here, I've things I need to get ready."

She gives the bonds an experimental struggle.

"Yup, I'm staying right here."

He produces two clothes pins from the bag. With his fingers he pinches the flesh of her inner thigh, letting the pin grip , enjoying her gasp as it bites. He does the same on the other thigh.

"Keep your legs spread wide for me, girl."

"Yes Master." She gasps, breathing faster. The pegs grips are starting to ache and burn.

Taking his time her opens the bag again. On the bed he lays out a red ball gag and a tangle of short black leather straps and buckles. Strangely in the tangle it had two squares of black leather maybe three inches to a side.

Looking at her quivering, kneeling on the floor he smiles and picks up the bag then walks into the main room.

She can hear the clink of metal on metal. What is he doing? the clothes pegs on her tender flesh are aching now. She tries to stay calm, breathing slow and regularly like a yoga class but the yearning is turning into an aching need. As she breathes in she realises the strap around her chest gets tighter when she moves her arms, which makes her panic, trying to breath. damn him! the panic makes her pulse race but she knows he'd not leave her in any danger, it's not going to choke her, it's just to get her adrenaline going.

She doesn't think it's long before he's back, without the bag but with a conspicuous erection. Whatever he was doing, he liked the idea.

Crouching in front of her he teases the pegs, flicking them with a fingertip. Each flick makes a sharp stab of pain run up her tightly strapped leg, melting into a warm throb of desire in her cunt. He flicks the peg off and she gasps, feeling the strap under her breasts pull tight as she tries to struggle and cry out at the same time.

He looks her in the eye "ready ?" she winces then nods and he pulls the other peg off, making her bite her lip to avoid crying out.

He takes the tangle of straps from the bed, turning it in his hands until he has it the right way round then pulling it over her head. The straps fit around her head, pulling her hair down and holding the leather flaps on the side of her head, projecting forward to cut off her field of vision, like human sized horse blinkers. Now she can only see straight ahead. it's a new sensation to her, which she finds kind of exciting, kind of scary.

"Open wide" he's holding up the ball of the ball gag. At least this she knows, he likes the control taking away her ability to speak gives him, he muffled moans and screams always make his cock grow harder. As you can't say a safe word with a gag in, they use any three noises repeated as a Out, three shouts, banging a hand three times. She's never had to use that before, though he's pushed her pretty far some times.

He pushes the ball into her mouth and fastens it tight in place. She moans at the feeling of helplessness.

he unfastens the thigh straps and takes her leash. "Stand". he stays close, as she's unstable on her feet from the tight straps. He holds her up as feeling returns, then leads her, blinkered and bound, into the main room.

He's got her Lap top set up on the table with the ominous box of a modified TENS electroshock unit next to it.

On either side if the table a large woodworking G clamp has been clamped onto the table.

He stands her facing the table right in front of the idling laptop and unfastens the belt holding her arms. Taking her wrists he unfastens them and then locks the cuff to the clamp, holding her arms spread wide.

With methodical care he takes two adhesive TENS pads and sticks then either side of her clit, careful they're not touching it. That makes her shudder, especially as he plugs the pads into the TENS, alters a few settings and then plugs another cable in, which ends in a small black disc he clips onto the strap of her gag.

Oh No. She has a sick feeling she knows what comes next. She tries to protest and is horrified when her muffled voice makes several of a row of LEDs light up on the TENS. He's made her a sound responsive shock device.

Watching the realisation on her face, Sheldon fits headphones over her head harness and plugs them into the laptop. "I see you get the idea"

Sheldon has an evil smile on his face as he sits right behind her in a chair. He pulls her down onto his lap, the head of his cock just parting her cunt , ready for him to thrust in.

"I thought we'd watch that video you found so arousing" he says, cupping her breast, pulling on her nipple. With his other hand he squeezes a clover clamp open, letting it bite on her flesh. She moans but can't pull or look away. She can't even turn her head far enough to see him with the blinkers blocking her view.

He tugs the other nipple roughly, enjoying her squirm. He grips that with the other clamp, letting the chain between them hang free.

"Here's the rules - the TENS responds to sound. The more you make and the louder you are, the more it will stimulate or shock you. I've got it set quite low, so I'm sure you can manage a few little tingles."

He turns the TENS on and she holds her breathe. Then he opens the movie and presses Play.

On the Laptop screen a woman almost completely encased in black latex is being strapped into a metal frame, only her ass, groin and breasts uncovered. Thick leather straps hold her immobile as she's lifted into the air to lie suspended horizontally, utterly helpless. Masked Dominants in black boiler suits probe and man handle her as a wand vibrator is strapped tight to her clit and a large metal plug is inserted into her pale and vulnerable asshole.

her hood only has a small tube to breathe through and it's already trailing drool. The Microphone is fastened to the side of it. Clamps with weights are clamped onto her nipples and left to hang, pulling down on her breasts.

Sheldon has one finger hooked into the chain on the nipple clamps and the other softly stroking her clit.

"Imagining what it'd be like to be her? To be so helpless and exposed?"

Penny nods, gives a muffled "uh-huh" of assent then starts as the TENS lights up, a little tingle shooting through her aching clit, already aroused by Sheldons knowing fingers.

On the screen the wand buzzes into life and the victims moans and screams and begging fill Pennys ears.

Sheldon tugs down on the nipple chain as he thrusts up into her with his cock, making her cry out in pain and pleasure, she jerks at the cuffs holding her arms as her cry earns her a sharp shock, like a whip crack across her aching clit. Sheldon keeps the chain taunt as she rocks back and forth, impaled on his cock, his fingers working her faster now, her desire now a tight knot of burning need, the sounds of moaning and begging fill her ears.

She's overwhelmed, desperate for release, she pushes down on Sheldon, riding his cock faster , gripping the table edge. She groans, gasping, every time she gets close to coming the shocks get stronger, it's like a punishing hand slapping her cunt , denying her release.

the video loops and loops again, She's shaking and soaked with sweat. Through the gag she begs, thighs quivering. Sheldon grabs her by the hair and pulls her head back, pulling away the headphones and pressing his lips to her ear. "Come for me, Girl. Come NOW" and he dials the shock down.

Almost immediately she screams, arching her back, flailing against the cuffs and his grip, her cunt spasming as wave after wave of tormented pleasure wash over her, every sensation echoes by the aching in her swollen clit, her aching nipples. her head is spinning, she can't breathe, she can't think, She just orgasms and keeps on as Sheldon pushes her forward over the lap top, pressing her down to the table and starting to fuck her hard, the hard thrusts matching the waves of pleasure washing through her. He pushes her to a second muffled screaming orgasm before he comes, fingers clawed into the belt on her waist, pulsing deep into her. As he slowly withdraws he keeps her head pressed to the table and turns the TENS back up, a constant low pulse. She wails and kicks, sobbing and begging, face a red mess of tears then loses control and bucks against the bonds, pushed to a third and final orgasm that leaves her physically and emotional exhausted.

Sheldon leads her back to the bedroom. Gently he opens the clover clamps and unbuckles her head harness and gag. "well done, My love, well done"

She just sobs and holds him, still feeling the aftershocks run through her

He lays her on the bed and lies next to her, holding her in his arms. "Was it everything you hoped?"

In a small stunned voice she just says "Thank you" and buries her face in his chest.

They stay wrapped together like that til morning.