Chapter 4: Temple Service

Jack breathed a sigh of relief as he watched the two fatigue clad figures step through the Stargate. That was one less thing to worry about. Now, if they could just get out of here. But their cell was currently VERY secure. Jack hoped that when they renewed the food and water they would have an opportunity to escape.

"Sir?" Sam asked him nervously, "Do you really think that we'll only have to scrub floors for 10 days?"

Jack sighed, "No. We're a security risk. Not to mention a flight risk. I honestly don't know what they have planned for us." He turned a wane smile at her, "But if they plan on letting us go in 10 days, it can't be too bad. After all, it is a temple. Now, if they said 'mines'…" he grinned at her.

Sam returned his grin, "Yes, we would have a much better idea of what was in store for us."

"Yeah… we should eat. Don't want all that good food to go to waste," he gestured to the food laden table. "If this is any indication, I don't think they want to hurt us."

Sam winced as she sat down and then turned back to him, "And this…" she flicked the metal collar.

"Yeah, I'm not exactly sure what to make of that. Unfortunately, we'll probably find out."

Thirty minutes later, they were both stuffed and back to being bored. The sound of the rings activating, made them jump and take positions on either side of the door. The door swung open and no one entered. They waited a full minute before shrugging and finally Jack peeked out the doorway.

Standing on the other side of the small room were H'rak and the goa'uld priestess they had met earlier. She stood patiently waiting for them to exit. Finally, Jack nodded and motioned Sam to follow him out but to be ready. When they had finally exited the room the priestess addressed them. "It is time for you to begin your penance." She eyed the togas with distain, "you will need to remove those first."

"No," Jack stated simply.

"Very well. If you would join us on the rings, please," the priestess gestured to the rings.

Jack hesitated and glanced at Sam. So far, they had left them both with their hands free and he was loath to discover why. "No, I think we'll stay right here. It's a nice room, good view. Yup, right here is just fine. Thanks for the offer though," he finally replied as he motioned Sam to back up slowly.

The priestess sighed, "As you wish, we shall do this the hard way." She flicked her wrists and Jack had a brief moment to examine the small dart that appeared on his chest before the room went dark and he and Sam collapsed to the floor.

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Of all the briefing scenarios Daniel had considered as he had stepped back through the Stargate, he hadn't counted on this one. In some strange fluke, the Tok'ra had sent Jacob Carter/Selmak along with Anise/Freya to the SGC for a full briefing on the computer virus developed by Dr Felger and modified by Ba'al. Daniel was sure it was more for a complex 'I told you so,' rather than to gain any useful data.

Unfortunately, that meant that when Teal'c and Daniel returned without Jack and Sam, Jacob had a ringside seat and he had insisted on being in on the briefing. To say that Jacob was unhappy when Daniel informed them that they had left the two officers behind in the hands of a goa'uld queen, would be a serious understatement. In fact, Selmak had to take control to prevent a diplomatic incident. The briefing went much smoother after that.

Anise and Selmak eventually left to inform the Tok'ra High Council about Aphrodite's offer and General Hammond left to consult with the President about Aphrodite's request for a safe planet for her people, leaving Daniel and Teal'c alone in the briefing room.

"There is nothing else we could have done, Daniel Jackson," Teal'c offered solemnly.

Daniel sighed, "I know."

"O'Neill himself ordered us off the planet," Teal'c added.

"I know. I just…" Daniel paused, "I'm just worried about them."

"As am I," Teal'c replied.

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Sam regained consciousness slowly. She felt hands push a cup to her lips and choked as a thick liquid was forced down her throat. Coughing and disoriented, she tried to take in her surroundings, but the walls seemed to be melting. She was led over to someone lying naked spread eagle on the floor and she smiled as she recognized Colonel O'Neill… Jack… her CO. She tried to give him a proper salute, but almost fell over as she lost her balance. The hands steadied her and helped her over to him.

Suddenly, the whole topsy turvy world was funny. Sam dropped down beside him, giggling.

"Carter?" Jack asked. He sounded confused and lost. Maybe his world was topsy turvy too.

Sam giggled again, "Sir, Yes, Sir. Sam reporting for duty, Sir." She tried saluting him again and this time was able to execute a sloppy salute, which made her giggle harder. "Why are you on the floor, Sir?" she asked before her attention was drawn away by something shiny. "Oh, Sir, you got something on your dick." She giggled again.

"What?" Jack slurred, tugging on his arms. They seemed to be stuck to the floor. He raised his head to look.

"Sorry, Sir. I mean penis. I'll get it for you…" Sam reached down and tried to pick up the dime sized ring but it wouldn't come off. Or she couldn't quite grab it. She wasn't exactly sure which. It seemed to just jump around randomly right before her fingers could grab it.

"Oh fuck, careful, Carter," Jack groaned as she managed to snag the ring and pulled a bit too forcefully. That's when she noticed that it was attached to his dick. She frowned for a minute as she pulled on the ring bringing his dick with it.

It took her a moment to notice the chain. Sam giggled again, "That's so cute, Sir. No wonder you have such good control. You keep your dick on a leash." She then proceeded to tug softly on the chain enjoying the way his cock bounced with each pull.

Jack was also mesmerized by the movement, lifting his head again to watch as she playfully tugged on the chain. He couldn't help moaning as the gentle movement caused his dick to swell with pleasure.

Sam grew bolder as his cock grew larger, tasting the skin where the metal disappeared and finally taking the whole shaft in her mouth to see if the chain made a difference. It did. It was like a toy for her tongue, which made her wonder how the chain would feel inside her.

"Let me just try something, Sir. Sort of an experiment." Before Jack could think of a reply, Sam was riding him, sliding carefully up and down his cock, trying to find that perfect angle where the ring hit her g-spot and the chain rubbed her clit.

Jack couldn't think. He just felt everything as she bounced up and down on his cock. The motion of chains on her nipple rings bouncing and pulling on her nipples mesmerized him. He wanted to reach for them to see if he could feel the hardness of the ring in her soft flesh but his arms were stuck fast.

Then Sam was screaming and clenching around his cock. Jack moaned at the sensation but he couldn't move his hands to her hips. He couldn't move enough to thrust up into her hard and fast. Then she collapsed on his chest panting for air.

"Carter? Ya okay?" Jack asked as he tried not to moan in frustration, still trying to continue the movement and thrust his cock deep into her wet pussy.

As Sam slowly came back to herself, she purred, "Love the dick leash, Sir." She moved slightly and felt his rock-hard cock still filling her up. "Oops, sorry, Sir. I stopped before the mission was complete." She giggled again, and started moving on his dick again. This time harder and faster.

"Oh God, don't stop, Carter. Just don't stop," Jack pleaded with her, tugging on his arms, trying to reach her.

"Yes… Sir…" Sam cried as she bit her lip. She could already feel another wave of pleasure cresting. She had to hold on just a bit longer...

Jack arched up underneath her, trying to thrust into her as he came, "Yes, Fuck yes."

Sam let go as she heard him cry out, clenching around is pulsing cock. She slowly lowered herself to his chest again, breathing heavily once more. Listening to his heartbeat, she was lulled to a gentle sleep.

The last thing Sam heard before she dropped into the world of dreams was a quiet, "Good job, Major," that rumbled through Jack's chest.

Off to one side, the High Priestess smiled, "They did well in honoring Queen Aphrodite. Though I doubt they would have honored her as well without the Tears."

"No, mistress, they are both quite stubborn. Without the Tears of Aphrodite to erase their worldly concerns, I doubt that they would have served penance at the temple at all," the small priestess replied.

"I see," the High Priestess replied. "Acolyte, continue to give them the Tears of Aphrodite and secure them in this alcove. One ankle each should suffice. It appears that he will not harm her and we don't want them wandering off while they are using the Tears." She turned back to her priestess, "With the Tears, they will have no other concern except their penance to the temple. It is your duty to ensure they eat and sleep for the duration of their service. The queen was quite adamant that they were to come to no harm while in our care."

"As you command, mistress," was the priestess's quiet reply.

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