Partners

PARTNERS
DISCLAIMER: I don't own Captain Scarlet and the Mysterons they belong to awe-inspiring genius of Gerry Anderson. I do own Captain Violet, Obsidian, and Shadow, as well as this plot.
AUTHOR: Zpan Sven
CO-AUTHORS: Tris & Val
AUTHOR'S NOTES: OK, I have a confession to make - I have a dirty mind. It doesn't reside in the gutter; in fact it bypassed the gutter to reside in the sewer. I also give very high ratings on my fiction, just to be on the safe side. I feel reasonably confident that the following material is properly rated and if it isn't then let me know (naughty me, naughty…) and I'll fix it immediately. Many thanks to my buddy (who shall remain nameless, but he knows who he is!) for helping me out with a lot of parts in this fic. I plan on sticking as close to the original series as possible, but there will be some differences, as is accordance with the new characters and the fact I don't have access to the scripts for the episodes, only the summaries.
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SUMMARY: Alternate Universe, introducing a few new characters into the mix. Captain Black and rookie Lt. Violet are sent undercover to protect Archbishop Doventry from a group of mercenary assissians called Akido. On the assignment, they find a growing attraction to one another….
WARNINGS: Violence, language, and sexual situations (and my horrid sense of humor and excessive use of emoticons XD)
RATINGS: R (It will reach NC-17 in some parts, this is me writing after all…)
GENRE: Action & Adventure/Drama/Romance/Everything just about…
ARCHIVE: Fanfiction.net, The War of Nerves, Spectrum Headquarters, others please ask
E-MAIL: Zpan_Sven@hotmail.com

PROLOUGE: THE VIEWING
Timeline: Pre-Captain Scarlet and the Mysterons
Date and Time: May 4, 2067, 2240 hours
Location: Cloudbase
POV: 3rd Person


"Ahh, gentlemen, and I use the term loosely of course since none of you even come close to rating that distinction, welcome," said a grinning Captain Magenta, "Come in and join the party."

He ushered Captains Black, Grey, and Scarlet into his quarters, and then poked his head out the door for a moment to look up and down the corridor. Closing the door, he then turned the lock. The three Captains were facing two men, both well known through Cloudbase as being experts in their field. Experts in setting up concealed devices for observation.

"I believe you know Mr. Emerson and Mr. Palmer, our resident surveillance specialists?" Magenta said by way of introduction. The three nodded and murmured greetings. "Ah, and dear Chief Henderson, our quartermaster," Magenta chirped as the man who assigned things on Cloudbase exited the washroom, also grinning.

"Okay, Pat, what is going on?" asked Captain Grey.

"Ahh, cut to the chase is it, Brad? Of course. Well, I'm sure you're aware that since we've gotten here, we don't get much of a chance to 'fraternize' with the lovelies on board, correct?" Magenta asked, all the men in the room nodding. "Mr. Emerson and Mr. Palmer, with Chief Henderson's guidance have allayed that for us. We can now, check out the new arrivals and some of the other residents to our hearts content." He beamed.

"How did you do that and not have the Colonel find out?" asked Scarlet.

"Oh, the Colonel knows," Magenta said, ecstatic. "He decided that it would be, shall we say… prudent… to make sure of the safety of our lovelies, and so our two experts here have spent the last two weeks wiring every room on board Cloudbase."

"You're joking!" Black commented. 'This could prove interesting.' he thought.

"No, it is indeed the truth. Since that has been accomplished, they have been instructing me as to gain unlimited access to the cameras in said rooms. No since there are certain rooms holding these darlings, our task is to now take the time to note what rooms hold who. Chief Henderson has also informed me that we have two new arrivals, one direct from Koala, a junior Lieutenant, and the other from New York in Security," said Magenta.

"Now we've spent most of the day checking to see who is where and we have decided to call this our 'stable'. These beauties would charm the most avid horseman, plus we have found that one of our own is having lady problems and has taken to hand the situation," Magenta said, causing the two security men to burst out laughing.

"I take it, it's someone other than you, Pat?" asked Black.

Magenta glared evilly at him but said nothing. Instead he typed in some commands and they were viewing one of the senior Captains in the shower. The group of voyeurs watched as he took care of what seemed to be a serious problem. Chief Henderson gaped.

"The man's hung like a horse!"

"Pity the ladies that never find out about this," Magenta cracked. "He's been in that thing every day for the last week, trying to ease his hard-on and to no avail. I heard him moaning what sounded like a name, but I wasn't able to clear it up to hear it. If this is the case, he had someone that could take care of that problem quite well. Of course if he has that problem, imagine what she is going through being deprived of it," the Captains all snickered.

They observed as the Captain in question jerked, fondled, and played with himself to a mild state of relief, but saw that the man could not be fully sated. Palmer and Scarlet paid rapt attention to this and looked at each other grinning.

"Knowing that none of you here are here to check out our fellow, I now present for your viewing pleasure our first filly of the evening. A chestnut color, this new arrival has been escorted to the 'track' several times and has been ridden by several of the security teams with great success and enjoyment. A smooth gait, she has the stamina to go the distance and then some. While frisky, she doesn't bite… much… and those riders are agreed she is a wonderful ride, and they haven't needed crop or spur. One did indicate she might perform even better so accompanied and has put this to her. We have had confirmation she took to it like a duck to water, and is now with a stable mate of equal ability and the two work the track constantly."

With that, Magenta typed in commands and they were viewing the new security arrival. She was not alone. Magenta indicated that it was her 'stable mate'. Chairs were pulled up around the computer and men leaned to view the screen. Magenta moved to the side and watched.

The two were in the middle of what amounted to a very passionate kiss, tongues playing and his hand had rested neatly on a breast, then moved slowly to the zipper of her jacket to open it. Underneath instead of the standard shirt that was supposed to be worn, this 'filly' was wearing a black lace bra with the nipples cut out. This brought a groan from the gathered assembly and at a quick glance, Scarlet saw Grey licking his lips. They continued their viewing as the male pulled up one of the girls legs to rest on his hip and with deft moves that brought her close had her pants off in short order. Again groans were heard as it now revealed her to be wearing a thong to match the bra. She was able to strip her companion quite deftly, as well and both were naked in the middle of the room. The man moved her to the side of the bed and had her bending over, his legs shifting her position so she had legs spread for balance, her hands on the bed. His hand went to a now visible pussy and stroked it, fingers slipping over it, moisture becoming apparent to all in the room, bring several groans from the group. He then began to rub his cock over her pussy bringing groans from the observers again. Hands on her waist, he drove his cock into her and paused for a moment, grinding his groin against her, his hands now on her breasts and faintly a squeal of pain, and a louder moan, her hips moved slightly and he pulled her to him forcefully. A gasp was heard to all in the room and surreptitiously, Magenta noted that this indeed would be repeated, both Grey and Scarlet as well as the security men gaining erections as they watched. He and Black both seemed to be more resilient to this 'show' but he was certain he could tempt Black. The man may be quiet, but he had needs as well as the next man - he just needed the right filly, of the Magenta was certain.

The two occupants of the bedroom were now on the bed, her legs over his shoulders and he was moving repeatedly in and out of her pussy, the girl playing with her nipples and gasping each time her partner drove himself into her. She grew frantic all of a sudden and he started to move even quicker, the men watching as he continued to both his and her release. Both cried out softly and as the male of the two lovers lay down, he glanced and the men were startled to see him wink at the camera. He then began kissing the girl and Magenta disconnected the view.

"He knew he was being watched?" Grey asked, astounded.

"Certainly. We had this cooked up prior to your arrival," Magenta told them.

"Bloody exhibitionist!" Black growled.

"Quiet, Captain, this beats anything that might be on the telly," Magenta retorted. "Now our second submission for the night is a sweet little Hanoverian, a glorious bay in color, sweet flanks and quite leggy but we are assuming willing to run with the right stablemate. From what we have managed to get from our good Doctor Fawn's most serious 'stable records', this filly has never been ridden and so is thus a challenge and probably a delight for the right partner. Word has it she is spirited and will try to take the bit if given the chance to run away with it. For those of us that prefer the challenge, she could make a wonderful trophy."

Once more he typed in some commands and the group moved closer to see this new charmer. Palmer and Henderson both smiled lasciviously at the new junior officer. Black leaned forward too, but for an altogether different reason. He'd seen the lieutenant disembarking from the SPJ as he had been arriving back from Spectrum London. Slight of build, but curvy, and not all that tall, with long auburn brown hair and pale lavender colored eyes, he smiled as she had berated one of the hanger crews for dropping her briefcase on the deck. The man had assured her that there had been no damage done, but that wasn't good enough for her. He could understand why Magenta said she was spirited. He glanced over at the pink colored Captain and could see the man was positively drooling over this girl. The bulge in his pants said he had a craving for new territory as well. Magenta would think nothing of taking advantage of a girl and dumping her.

Black watched as she was going about setting up her quarters, putting things away until finally all was neatly stowed away to her satisfaction before placing her color-coded cap-mike on her dresser's top along with her gunbelt. With quick movements, she gathered a laundry bag and a toiletry bag that she stuffed with shampoo, conditioner, and other necessary bathing items. That done, she grabbed a color-coded robe and towel and headed to the communal showers the females used, with Magenta following her every move with the hidden cameras. In the changing area, she removed her color-coded tunic and shoved it into the laundry bag. Long delicate hands reached up and began pulling hairpins from the bun at the nape of her neck, allowing an ass-length braid of hair to fall free. She untucked her turtleneck sweater, and began pulling it over her head, exposing her flat abdomen. This brought the men forward in their seats eager to see any more of the young lieutenant's naked skin. Grey grinned as she finished pulling the garment off to reveal a black satin and lace bra. Scarlet gave a low whistle while Palmer and Henderson high-fived each other as she removed the piece of lingerie.

"She has to be a size thirty-eighty, forty at most!" Magenta declared as he eyed the junior officer's impressive bust size.

On the monitor, she unbraided her hair and shook it loose around her body, causing a couple of the men to groan. She bent over and unzipped her color-coded boots and kicked them off before straightening back up and unbuckling her belt and undoing the fastenings of her pants. Wiggling her shapely hips, she pushed her pants and a black thong down her hips, giving the voyeurs a wonderful view of her completely untouched pussy, whose curls matched the mane on her head. She finished stripping and shoved her discarded clothing into the laundry bag before picking up her toiletry bag and walking into the showers.

They watched as she showered, unaware of the group weighing her merits. She shampooed her luxurious mane of hair and Magenta grumbled inaudibly as steam began to make viewing difficult. The steam died down as she finished her shower and began towel drying her body and hair. Grey bit his lip to stifle a moan as she ran the towel over her breasts and rubbed them dry, while a blush appeared on her high cheekbones.

"Hmmm, a little shy and skittish, is she?" Magenta leered. "A definite challenge."

She swiftly finished drying herself off and with the towel wrapped around a luxurious mane of hair; she slipped the robe on and picked up her toiletry and laundry bags before she headed back to her room. Once more gaining its security she took off the towel and sat down on her bed to brush her hair out. In doing so, a shoulder became bare as the robe started to slide off.

"Take it off!" Palmer hissed and she didn't disappoint them as she removed the robe and began combing her hair once more. One damp curl landed on one of her breasts and curled around her nipple. She blushed once more and flicked the damp strand from her breast. With her hair combed out and loosely braided, she stood and began to perform a series of stretching moves, gracefully going from one move to the next.

Several movements caused the men to drool over her large pert breasts, slender waist, and wide shapely hips. One high kick in particular gave them a clear glimpse of her virgin clit, causing the men to groan. Her eyes were closed as she went through the graceful tai chi moves and, finally stood with her slender hands at her side, looking seemingly relaxed. Black watched as she went to the built in dresser and pulled out a pale nightshirt, slipped it on over her head and fluffed her hair so the braid was flowing freely down her back. It was only after this intent viewing that Black realized he had a very serious and very major problem. From the corner of his eye, he saw Magenta smirking at him.

"Gentleman, I believe we have found the filly's rider to be. Of course, Captain, if you do not feel up to the task, I will consider it an honor and a duty to take care of this myself..." Magenta positively oozed anticipation.

"On of these days, Pat, there's going to be the one woman to destroy that overblown ego of yours and put that mind of yours right where it belongs -- the sewer." Black snapped. At that point in time, his pants felt too tight and his boxers felt like they were strangling his hard and throbbing cock.

"Well if there is, I already met her and she's just waiting for the right moment for me to press my suit. Long, lovely legs, breasts that would melt your brain to look at them and the most incredible blue-white eyes."

No one heard Scarlet snicker softly. He knew that 'filly' and Magenta would never make it to 'saddle' with her.

With the viewing at an end, the men dispersed to their respective quarters, Captain Black eager to get some rest in before his next shift. He donned the black pajama bottoms he usually wore and slid beneath the covers, falling asleep quickly, but not for the pleasant rest he had anticipated. His dreams were filled with long legs, pale eyes of a lavender color and a sweet smile. In his elusive sleep, his hand took over and brought him the release he needed if only to make sure he got some sleep for the next shift. He didn't know then if he would meet that 'filly' that Magenta had displayed. Neither would he know the manner in which she would introduce herself. However, it would be profound and he would never forget it.