"Holy shit. These people are strange", Jack said testing the lock. It was solid. They wouldn't be leaving the room so soon.
Sam was very quiet looking at the room. It had a very large bed. No windows and apparently a bathroom next to it. Nothing more. Jesus Christ! Things were getting worse by the minute.
"They got us a room?", asked Jack starting to inspect it.
She remained in the same spot, not moving a muscle. Jack looked inside the bathroom. It had a large tub, toilet and a basin. It even had towels. Very nice. Then he looked at Carter, who hadn't moved since they had entered the room. Something was wrong.
"What is it, Carter? What aren't you telling me?", he asked slowly approaching her.
Sam started to sweat again. She knew she wouldn't get away with it any longer. She had to tell him.
"I actually didn't tell you everything they did to me the first time, Sir", she started.
Jack sat on the bed.
"Okay. Do you want to tell me now?", he asked.
"Not really but I'm afraid I won't have a choice. I believe we won't be alone in this room for much longer", she said biting her lip.
Jack got up like he had fire in his ass.
"WHAT?! What the hell does that mean?!", he asked very close to her pale face.
Sam cleared her throat.
"They did… I mean what you saw in there… what she had in her hand. JESUS!". Sam hid her face with her hands and started crying.
Jack stood there without reaction. He wasn't used seeing her crying. Actually he had never seen her cry. Tentatively he put one hand in her shoulder and she just went straight to his chest grabbing his shirt as tight as she could.
"It's okay, Carter. It's okay". It was the only thing he managed to say while she cried in his chest.
After some minutes, Sam managed to calm down. Her CO shirt was completely soaked.
"Oh my God, I soaked your shirt. I'm so sorry, Sir", she said taking two steps behind and cleaning her eyes.
"It's alright. It's just a shirt. It will dry. Don't worry", he said gently.
"I'm sorry, Sir. I'm better now. It won't happen again", she said taking a deep breath.
"Can you tell me why did it happen? Why did you freak out? You told me we wouldn't be alone in this room for much longer", he reminded her.
Sam paled again.
"Right. That. Yeah", she said trying to compartmentalize things in her brain. "I need to explain", she said starting to pace.
Jack sat on the bed again and waited.
"So going straight to the point, Sir, what they did to me was what it's called a virginity test. The thing she had in her hand…Well you can take your own conclusions", she said not looking at him.
Jack was too shocked to talk.
"However they weren't pleased with the result. Apparently it was inconclusive", she said closing her eyes and holding her breath.
"There was a lot of shouting in the room. I was tied to that table and I couldn't see anything because they always kept the hood in my head. But then I felt…", Sam's voice faltered and a tear dropped through her cheek. She quickly wiped it.
Jack just wanted to put his hands in his ears and stop listening to her.
"Then I felt two-fingers inside me. Apparently they decided for a more physical examination. Once they determine that I wasn't a virgin anymore the questions about the 'male' began. That's why I suspected they wanted to know if I was married to one of you", she said looking at the door and not to him.
"Sam… You're raped", Jack said very slowly.
"Well Sir, it's one perspective. I choose to see it as a humiliating and degrading experience for a woman. But I understand that it can be seen as a rape, Sir", she said fighting the tears again.
"It wasn't your fault, Sam", he said in the same tone. He didn't know if he should approach her or if she would feel threatened by him as a man.
"I know that, Sir. But it happened anyway", she said turning around and looking at him.
"You're still not telling me everything", he said sensing in his gut she was hiding something.
"You're correct. I suspect they want a real proof that we are married. So…The room, the bed", she said swallowing hard.
Jack opened his mouth.
"They want us to…You mean here?", he said getting up from the bed.
"Yes and I suspect they will be here watching", she said looking at the door.
"You're kidding?!", Jack said shocked.
"I wished I was, Sir", she said looking at her boots. "But you don't have to anything, Sir. I'll take care of the problem myself. I'll reach some kind of an understanding with that lady with the red robe. She's the one in charge here", Sam said still not looking at him.
Jack grabbed her arm.
"What are you talking about, Carter?! What understanding?", he asked not liking at all what she was not saying.
"For what I could understand she has a son. He was there while they did… When… You get the picture, Sir", she said looking at him.
"Oh no, Carter. You're not sleeping with that bitch's son. You're not taking one for the team! Not on my watch!", he said angrily.
She shook his arm.
"What's the difference, Sir? Sleeping with him or with you? At least with him I won't be violating the frat rules. I'll just be raped with my consent", she said bitterly.
Jack closed his eyes.
"Jesus, Carter. Don't say that", he asked letting her go.
"Why not, Sir? It's true. If we sleep together it will be just due to obligation and we'll be in serious court-martial offense. Sleeping with him, it's just rape. We got back to Earth, I go see the psychiatric and everything gets back to normal", she rationalised.
Something that couldn't be rationalised.
"I won't let you get raped again", he said with determination in his voice.
"You prefer to do it yourself?", she asked icily.
"Yes, Captain. If that is how you put things, then my answer is yes. I'm ordering you to get in that bed before anyone gets in this room. We're doing this, going back to Earth and then you can file all the charges you want against me. But you're not going to sleep with any mother fucker besides me. Understood, Captain Carter?", he asked as coldly as her.
"Yes Sir", she said. Starting to take her clothes.
Jack did the same. With his back to hers. The only sound that was heard in the room was of clothing being shed, boots dropping. Sam in just her underwear got inside the bedsheets and covered herself to the chin. Jack finally in just his boxers, followed her. She was shivering.
"I'm not going to hurt you", he said more calmly.
"Yes Sir", she said still not moving.
Jack took one moment to rethink all that was going about to happen. She was going to hate him for the rest of her life but he honestly couldn't live with himself knowing that she was to be raped by a stranger who might treat her God knew how. No. She was going to hate him but at least he wasn't going to hurt her. Physically because emotional that was already impossible.
"Come here", he asked putting one hand in her pillow.
She slowly moved her body and rested her head in his shoulder, her body now closer to his. She couldn't stop shivering. Very gently he started to caress her hair.
"I'm really sorry about all of this, Carter", he said looking at the ceiling.
"Why, Sir? You don't even like me…", she said trying to calm herself down.
Jack moved his head looking at her.
"Who the hell told you that?!", he asked both shocked and angry.
"It's okay. It's no big secret that you just tolerate me because you've been ordered to. I'm the scientist and you don't like scientists. So just get over with it and let's try to get out of this damn planet", she said taking her bra and throwing it to the floor.
Jack looked at her with a little smile in his lips.
"Well Carter I didn't know you could be so romantic. For a scientist, I mean", he said grabbing one of her hands.
She blushed.
"Just do it", she said closing her eyes.
"Oh but you see… That really is not how I work, Captain. I don't know how your previous boyfriends were but I like to take my time. And trust me even if an army enters that door, I'm taking my time with you. Because I won't get another chance in my life with you so I really have to make this worthwhile", he said starting to kiss her neck.
Surprised with his words, Sam opened her eyes very slowly as his mouth moved from her neck to her jaw. His hands were busy with her breasts and he wasn't being shy either. Against her will she moaned when his mouth moved to one of her nipples and sucked it.
"Very slowly", he said lifting his head and looking at her flushed face.
His mouth resumed the hard work, passing to other nipple. She grabbed the sheets of the bed as his hands started to move to the middle of her legs. Then shifted to her thighs when her body stiffed.
"I won't hurt you", he said again as his lips moved again to her stomach and her belly button.
Her body began to relax and his mouth travelled all over her body, even her toes. That he put inside his mouth and sucked. Sam swallowed hard and grabbed the sheets even harder. She could feel his arousal as he moved his body next to hers and she knew she was more than wet by now. He also knew that but hadn't approach her panties at all.
"Can I kiss you?", he asked very sweetly.
Still blushing, she nodded and he slowly moved his lips over hers. It was a very light kiss, just lips. He moved his mouth to her neck again.
"That wasn't a kiss", she complained surprising herself.
He lifted his head and looked at her.
"No? Want another?", he asked with a smile.
She nodded again almost smiling. This time Jack captured her lips in a long, deep kiss. He moved his hands to her panties but felt her muscles stiffen beneath him, her legs squirming in her unease.
He stopped kissing her. His right hand cupped Sam's cheek gently, caressing her cheek and neck with his fingers before leaning forward to give her a soft, lingering kiss. "You okay?"
He noticed the muscles of her neck convulse as she swallowed nervously, then she nodded.
"Okay." He kissed her again, this one deeper, more passionate. "I'll go slow, give you time to adjust. If anything becomes a little too much for you, or you feel really uncomfortable with it, with me, you just tell me, okay?"
"Okay", she agreed. Her hands were holding his arms tightly.
Slowly Jack grabbed her panties and slid them down and off. She swallowed still looking at him. With some gymnastic, he got ridden of his own boxers. At that precise moment the bedroom door opened and the women with the red robe entered, followed by the blue robe and other three men.
"Fuck", Jack mumbled.
The so-called delegation placed themselves around their bed, like they were attracted by the prospect of seeing they mate. Jack felt Sam's body started to shiver again.
He followed her, seeing her eyes take in their audience.
"Keep your eyes closed, Carter," he whispered to her, nuzzling her hair.
Sam obeyed him while he started to kiss her again. "Don't open your eyes. Pretend we're not here. That we're somewhere else, alone", he said still kissing her neck and her mouth.
His hands were already parting her legs as he adjusted his position between her thighs.
"I promise I won't hurt you. I'll go slowly", he said guiding his cock to her already wet entrance.
Sam moaned when she felt him and grabbed his arms with even more force.
"Ready?", he asked in a voice that only she could hear.
"Yes", she whispered.
He pushed forward slightly feeling her body give and stretch around it, receiving him. He took a deep breath, oblivious to the audience in the room. Only she mattered.
"Oh my God…", she gasped, pressing her face to his neck.
Sam felt every inch of her give in to him completely. He groaned somewhere above her as he pushed in more, feeling her body quiver and accept him. Jack's hips began to buck against her when he was fully inside, the need to move hard and fast against her, driving him insane. He wanted to fuck her, fuck her like he always dreamt to. To pound into her with all his raw force. But he stayed calm, beginning to move slow. Pumping into her body at a steady rhythm, his grip on her shoulders offering him leverage.
She wrapped her legs higher around him and he felt her body receive more of him. His lips were kissing her face and her neck, while he fucked her gently, driving into her body at a controlled pace. He angled his hips to rub his penis against her clit on every stroke. Her whole body convulsed in his arms at the first stroke on her clit and she bit on his shoulder to keep from screaming.
"Shhh… It's okay… We are alone." He sunk into her again, rubbing against her clit. "You can scream as much as you want." He stroked her again, twisting his hips to stretch her more and she moaned loudly, her teeth clenching.
He started moving harder inside her, pounding into her faster and stronger, keeping his stimulation of her clit with every move he made.
"Fuck…", he moaned in her ear, his breath hitting her neck.
Her arms tightened around his back and on his ass, her hips thrusting up against him, to meet his penetrations and he trembled over her. He groaned roughly at the impending loss of his self-control.
"Dear Lord", he moaned.
"It's okay…", she moaned, her voice strangled with passion.
He kissed her lips.
"You're so good. Fuck! You're too good… Carter!"
She was going to come. She was already feeling it. He was incredible at this, the pace he set driving her slowly insane and all so slowly to a sure and powerful climax.
"Oh God, I'm close", she moaned, grabbing his shoulders now.
His muscles were trembling, rippling under his skin as he moved above her. She pressed her cheek to his, whispering in his ear. "You want to move harder… I can feel you tremble."
"Shhh…", he soothed her with his lips on her forehead. "Don't…, forget about it!", he grunted.
She thrust her pelvis up to meet him, hard, slamming against him. A small scream was torn out of him at the feel.
"I'm okay, Sir. Move harder," she insisted sucking on his earlobe.
He pressed his lips to her shoulder as he gave in to her words, letting himself go, gripping fiercely on his self-control just enough so he wouldn't hurt her. He was grunting and groaning with exertion from every thrust he made into her.
He kept pounding into her, holding her pressed against his body, his lips claiming her skin until her inner muscles began clutching at his cock, the first tremors of her orgasm.
"Ah, yes!", she gasped. "Oh fuckk…", she yelled, her head thrashing on the pillows. Her body was shaking under him, arching, giving him better access to her neck, her breasts rubbing against his chest.
He slammed into her powerfully once. Her orgasm exploded inside her. She moaned loudly until it was transformed into a scream. He was still driving himself into her, his own release close. She allowed herself to be drowned by her orgasm while he fucked her for his, the powerful thrusts prolonging her pleasure, intensifying her release.
"God, Sir… oh my God...". Her entire body was shaking.
He jerked against her, driving himself deep inside her, and with a growl that he released in her shoulder he came inside her body, his come filling her, shooting inside her still trembling body.
"Carter!", he growled in her shoulder.
Even before he fully recovered he started trailing kisses on her collar bone, up her neck.
"Keep your eyes closed." He kissed her eyelids. "Eyes closed." He didn't want her to wake up to these people watching them. He didn't want her to wake up to this bitter reality of what they had done.
He slowly looked around. He pulled himself off her, gently easing himself out of her body. He sat on the bed looking at the woman in the room who apparently was their leader. She didn't look pleased. But the man in the blue robe was smiling. Something was going on.
"Now what?" he asked opening his arms. "Are we done?".
The woman made a disgusted sound with her throat and left the room. Followed by the rest of the men, except the blue robe. He stayed, still smiling at Jack.
"What the fuck are you smiling at?", he asked looking at him.
"Sir?", Sam asked, moving her hand until she reached his naked thigh.
"Eyes closed, Captain", he ordered, putting his hand over hers.
"Yes Sir", she said, squeezing it.
The blue robe put his thumb and index tips pressed together in what Jack interpreted was an 'okay' sign. God, he hoped it was an 'okay' sign. They needed that.
"So are we good to go?" Jack asked pointing to the door and then making the gesture of the gate, with a big circle.
The blue robe smiled again nodded in agreement and Jack smiled for the first time since he was in the planet.
"Sir, what's happening?". Sam was still holding his hand.
"I think we might be getting out of here but stay still. And eyes closed", he said.
The blue robe pointed to their clothes on the floor.
"You wanted us to get dressed?", Jack asked looking at the clothes.
The man nodded in agreement.
Jack looked around. Their clothes were scattered around the room. His boxers however were next to the bed. He quickly picked them up.
"Hang on, Carter", he said letting go of her hand and putting the boxers on while inside the bed.
"Sir?", she asked again. It was horrible not being able to see what was going on. But at the same time she dreaded to see who might be in the room with them. Watching.
"There's only the guy with the blue robe in the room", Jack said pushing the boxers up. "The others left. Apparently we are okay to leave but we've to get dressed. So I'm going to get out of the bed, gather your clothes and you're getting dressed inside the bed. Covered. Okay?", he asked moving closer to her.
"Are you sure?", she asked grabbing his arm.
"Well, I'm not entirely sure. I'm speaking through hand signs with the guy but let's hope I'm getting this right. So hold tight in there and I'll be right back", he said kissing her forehead.
"Okay", she said biting her lip.
Jack started to pick her clothes while the blue robe watched closely. Then he moved to her side.
"Here! You can open your eyes", he said putting her clothes next to her.
Sam slowly opened her eyes, looking around. Indeed, the only person in the room besides them was the man with the blue robe. She noticed that her CO was only wearing his boxers. He followed her eyes.
"Yeah…I need to get dressed too", he said getting off the bed.
Sam started to put her clothes under the sheets. Which wasn't exactly an easy task but she wasn't showing her body to that man. So with a lot of creativity and several weird movements she managed to put her pants, bra and the jacket that Jack had given her. She felt comfortable enough to get out of the bed and continued to dress with that. She quickly put her socks and boots on. Jack was already dressed and waiting for her.
"Ready?", he asked when she stood up.
"Yes Sir", she said looking at the blue robe, who was standing by the door.
"Okay", Jack extended his hand and she took it.