Title: Ensign You are too Slow!
Author:Tauna (blktauna@shawstudios.com)
Series: VOY
Part: NEW 1/1
Rating: NC-17
Codes: K/7
Summary: Seven gets tired of waiting.

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**Disclaimer**
Paramount owns Tom and Harry, I just play with them. Remember People, this is fantasy.
You should be over 18 and not offended by two boys in love to read this.

Ensign You are too Slow! 1/? (VOY: 7/K) [NC-17] a little bondage stuff.
by Tauna

Ensign Harry Kim shifted nervously. On one hand he very much enjoyed being jammed in the service tunnel with Seven of Nine, on the other ...

"Ensign Kim, I require your attention."

Harry inadvertently flushed. Her taut breasts were tightly pressed against him. He knew she could feel his rock hard cock pressed against her leg.

"Ummm, Seven..."

"Ensign Kim, you are too slow! We have a task to complete. I suggest you give that your full attention."

Harry fumbled with the tricorder. He was losing his battle to maintain some sembalence of concentration. He wished Seven would yell at him some more. As if on cue, Seven of Nine barked a quick succession of orders. Harry immediately and efficiently complied. She smiled at him. He could barely stand it.

"Excellent, the repairs have been completed." remarked Seven.

She looked at Harry intently. He was beginning to sweat.

"Ensign Kim, what is wrong?"

Harry froze. He didn't even speak. Seven shifted. Her hand fluttered over his cock.

"Ahh Ensign Kim, you should not divert blood flow from your essential functions. That is why you can not concentrate on your assigned tasks."

Harry giggled nervously.

"Maybe we should get out of this tunnel..." he squirmed.

He tried to slide past Seven but she blocked his exit.

"Ensign Kim, our work is finished and it is the end of our shift." She abruptly seized Harry and slid him around until he was more or less underneath her.

"I remember that on the previous ocasion I instructed you to remove your clothes, you did not comply. This time you will."

She snatched at the slide fastener of his uniform.

"Ummm Seven..."

Harry tried to pry her fingers open. She backhanded him. Harry's eyes grew wide. One hand went to his rapidly coloring flesh. The other slid around Seven's trim waist, pulling her closer. Seven grabbed his head. She shoved her tongue down his throat. Harry melted in her hands. Seven sucked the breath right out of him. She chewed on Harry's lip, then bit it. He shivered slightly and groaned.

"Ensign Kim, I also noticed that you were uncomfortable in the dominant role. My understanding of this subject is better now. You will follow my orders."

The temperature in the jeffries tube, as well as in Harry's uniform, rose several degrees.

"There is insufficient room in this tube to conduct sexual relations. We will relocate immediately."

She slithered out of the tube, leaving Harry shaking and breathless.

"Now Ensign," Seven barked.

Harry jumped and whacked his forehead on the wall of the tube.

"OW!"

Harry felt himself being dragged out of the tube by his foot. He landed on the deck with a thud. His soft brown eyes looked into her cold blue ones. He grew afraid. He had been attracted to Seven from the first but now he wasn't sure what he was getting himself into. She grabbed him roughly and dragged him to his feet. Their lips were very close. Harry was overwhelmed. He knew he wanted her to command him and he had the distinct feeling she would oblige him in this.

"You are too slow Ensign." Seven yanked his arm up and tossed Harry over her shoulder.

Seven marched down the corridor with Harry still over her shoulder. His face was flushed and his nose bounced against her ample behind. Seven had both of his hands clamped firmly in one of hers. Her other hand was clamped firmly on Harry's plush bottom. He hung over her shoulder like a slain animal. He couldn't even see where they were going or who they passed, although he did hear giggling. When they stopped, he realized they were at the holodeck. Seven quickly keyed in a code and they passed into a different world.

Seven shifted to let Harry slip from her shoulder. She found she enjoyed the feel of his body against hers. She still gripped his bottom, enjoying its firmness. She could hear his heart beating with excitement.

"Ensign Kim, remove your clothes."

Harry blinked as he stepped back. He seemed to know this place but he couldn't remember why. He looked around in panic. It looked 20th century. The walls were paneled in a dark wood and floor covered in a rich red carpet. The bed was spare with chains attached to each corner. He quickly looked back at Seven. The arch of her brow announced her impatience.

"Resistance is futile," she purred.

Harry found himself paralyzed with fear. This was not quite what he had in mind. Actually, he wasn't sure what he was thinking or if he could anymore. Seven seized him by the hair and the collar. She dragged him howling towards the bed.

"OW! Seven, please let me go... I don't think I want to do this."

She slapped him again. He crumpled, dazed at her feet.

"You are too slow Ensign..."

Seven knelt down beside him and began swiftly and methodically separating him from his uniform. Harry attempted to fight her off but she controlled him easily. He was soon completely naked. She reached onto the bed and grabbed something hidden there. She brandished a riding crop in front of him. He blinked stupidly. His brain was still scrambled. Seven's eyes narrowed and a small smile danced over her lips.

"You are mine now Ensign Kim. I give no mercy and I expect strict compliance. Do you understand?"

Harry's voice deserted him. He both feared and desperately desired what was about to happen. He looked into Seven's eyes and his terror was apparant even to her. Harry panicked when he realized she enjoyed that fear. Her teeth bared in a smile. The crop cracked next to his cheek.

"The proper response is 'yes, Seven'," she stated.

Harry stared at the crop, speechless.

"I did not hear a response."

Seven pulled him over her knee and seven swift strokes rained down on Harry's behind. Tears began to well in Harry's eyes.

"Yes, Seven" he choked.

He scrambled back and let his forehead rest on her foot.

"You are too slow Ensign." More blows rained down.

Tears flowed from Harry's eyes, but he didn't move.

"You will assume the correct position, Ensign."

Harry did not look up.

"How do you wish me, Seven..." he said quietly.

"You will kneel before me, forehead on the floor. You will cross your wrists behind your back."

Harry scooted back a bit. He carefully placed his head on the floor and crossed his wrists. His posture was complete submission. She gazed down the line of his back and decided she liked it. She dragged the tip of the crop down its curve.

"You wish me to command you, yet you fear this."

"Yes, Seven" Harry looked up at her.

His hair had fallen into his eyes and his cheeks were stained with his tears. Seven caressed them with the tip of the crop. Harry's eyes closed and his lips parted. They looked so lush and inviting, but she was not going to kiss him just yet. The tip of the crop travelled over Harry's collarbone and up his neck. He moved with it.

"I did not tell you that you could look up."

Harry's breath caught. He quickly dropped his head to the floor, a little too quickly. Stars danced in his eyes from the impact, as Seven flogged him again. Harry cried and pleaded. Seven did not stop until Harry's bottom glowed with a wonderful rosy hue.

"You will do nothing without my order. Is that clear?"

"Yes, Seven." he sobbed.

She looked down at Harry. His lashes were tipped with moisture. His cheek lay on the floor and his breath came in rasps between his lips. She needed to feel them on her.

"You may look up, Ensign"

Harry cautiously peered up. His chin still rested on the floor and he looked up through his bangs. He saw Seven slowly peel herself out of her uniform. His eyes nearly rolled back in his head. There were still Borg interfaces sprinkled over her body. He was fascinated. Seven watched Harry's eyes dialate.

"You will rise."

Harry sat back on his heels. Seven was pleased to see that Harry had indeed risen. He followed the line of her gaze and flushed. Seven enjoyed the color. She walked right up to him, grabbing his hair. He squealed. She pulled his face towards her crotch.

"Lick it" she commanded.

Harry complied with furor. His slim fingers dug into her wide hips while he buried his face in her pussey. It was as hairless as the rest of her. Seven detected his attention wavering and swiftly twisted his hair.

"Pay attention to your assigned task, Ensign..."

Harry's tongue worked furiously. It slid over her swollen clit with amazing speed and deftness. He used it to spell her name in five languages. Her hips moved in his hands. Her breath came in swift gasps. Harry could feel the pleasure he gave her thrum throughout her body. He finally had to come up for air. He drew his tongue over her slit, slowly. He raised his face to look at her, his nose and chin slick with her wetness. One hand had let go of his hair and was toying with his ear. The other still clutched the crop. When he stopped she looked at him with something not quite like anger blazing in her eyes. She snapped the crop on his bottom.

"Finish!" She commanded.

Harry moved without question. He held her clit with his lips and flicked his tongue over it as fast as he could. Seven came screaming. Her thighs closed around his head, startling him and causing him to fall backward. He kept his grip and continued. Seven actually showed no signs of wanting him to stop. Seven writhed over Harry. She had never felt anything like this and she found that she liked it immensly. Harry couldn't calculate how long he kept going.

"Ensign, you may cease." she panted.

Harry fell flat on his back. His neck was sore and his jaw hurt. He gulped for air. Seven was covered with a thin sheen of sweat. She took a deep breath and stood. Harry was pleased to see that her knees shook a bit.

"The floor is not comfortable for you is it?"

"No, Seven"

She held her hand out. Harry reached up for it. She seized him in a firm grip and pulled him upright. She wound he other hand into his thick, black hair. She tossed him onto the bed. She was on top of him in a moment. When he realized she was trying to get him into the cuffs, he fought furiously. She straddled him, wrestling his flailing arms and legs into the cuffs. Her pelvis ground against his. Harry's starved body began to betray him. He groaned and moved with her despite his fear. Seven's hands ran over him.

"Ensign. Your skin is different." she stated flatly.

"Yes, Seven," Harry whispered.

Her lips followed her hands. She savaged her way across Harry's neck and chest. He moaned and writhed beneath her. Bruises flowered where her teeth ravaged his delicate skin. Her lips slid up his neck to cover his. Her tongue slipped between his teeth and probed his mouth. She sucked on his lip and drew blood. Harry tried to pull his head away, but Seven grasped him in her hands. She tilted his head back to look into her eyes.

"Seven. please let me go..." Harry's voice was husky and breathless.

"No... you are mine."

She kissed him again, but more tenderly. She then sat back and regarded him intently. She was pleased with the sight. He was completely dishevelled and flushed pink from head to toe. She liked the way he tasted. Seven's lips began to travel over Harry's body. Her hair had come loose and tendrils of it tortured Harry's skin. He bucked and writhed.

"No Seven... Stop... Please..."

She ran her lips over his cock. Harry screeched.

"Ahhh. You find this pleasurable?"

Harry only croaked. She sucked in the tip and Harry wailed. It had been more than four years since the last time he had been intimate with anyone, and it had been nothing like this. The sensation was frying his brain. Seven devoured him. He was so stiff it was becoming painful.

"Arrgh, Seven, Please...I'm going to come..."

She looked at him with a wry smile crossing her face.

"Not yet, Ensign..."

Seven drew her tongue over the tip of Harry's cock slowly. Harry groaned and his body arched in pleasure.

"We will copulate now."

"Yes, Seven..." was barely audible.

A small squeak escaped Harry as she lowered herself onto his eager cock. It was a trim fit for both of them. The friction of her made Harry writhe beautifully. Seven moved her ample hips slowly. She had what amounted to a stupid grin on her face.

"You are of an exceptionally arousing proportion, Ensign." she panted.

Her large breasts rubbed against his chest, teasing his nipples. Harry thrashed. The cuffs held him taut. He had no choice but to let Seven do what she wished. Seven rode him with abandon. it did not take long for Harry to come. His orgasm amazed him. He screamed, his body raising in the air. The sensations of release and pleasure permeated his whole being. He whimpered as Seven continued to use him. The continued intensity was becoming too much for him.

"Please Seven, I can't take it anymore... stop..."

She smiled at him. He was helpless in her grip. When he thought he could stand no more, he felt her climax again. The grip of her pussey was the most exquisite of pain. After what seemed and eternity to his screaming cock, Seven dropped onto him, exhausted. They lay together for a moment, drenched in sweat and gasping for air. Seven gathered herself up first. She stretched languidly then released Harry from his bonds. She examined him, still sprawled on the bed. His hair was a mess and there were bite marks all over him. He had never looked happier. She leaned over and kissed his head.

"Seven,... why did you choose this... I mean ...."

"Ensign, what _do_you mean?" she said rather more softly than usual.

"Why this method of copulation" he blurted, embarrassed.

Seven looked down at him and smiled.

"Mr. Paris had some interesting instructional holo programs. He pointed out your favorite one."

Harry flushed red from the roots of his hair down to his still erect nipples. Seven watched the spread of color with interest.

"Ensign Kim, who is this Ilsa?"

Harry stammered incoherently. Seven grinned at him and sat down on the bed next to him. She took both his hands and pulled him up. She held him close and kissed him slowly. He melted against her.

"Why didn't I listen to you the first time..." sighed Harry.

"Because Ensign, you are too slow..."

Harry fell back on the bed laughing.

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