Examination

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Feature: Star Trek TNG
Rating: R+, N/C?
Examination
By Phantom 69781

Beverly Crusher, CMO of the Starship Enterprise, sat in her office going over the medical records that comprised the annual Crew exams. She breathed deeply against the snugness of her black and teal uniform. She had this morning opted for the old style uniform, still in optional regulation, which was composed of a single piece of material, zippered up the front.

When she had first put it on, she’d marveled at the snugness, the way the spandex clung to the curves of her body. Pulling it on and zipping it, she’d looked at herself in the full length mirror in her quarters, discovering immediately that the lines and cups of her bra showed clearly in outline against the material. Pulling down the zipper, she tugged the uniform off her shoulders and unhooked her bra, removing it. But when she again closed the uniform, noting the way her full breasts pressed against the cloth so firmly that her nipples were clearly distinguished; she also noticed when she turned that the lines of her panties were clearly visible as well.

Pulling the uniform off, she’d removed the offending garment and again pulled the garment back up and over her shoulders where it stretched tightly, molding and clinging to her body as if sprayed on. Now there were no unsightly lines to mar the smoothness of her curves, but she knew she would have to stay relaxed today or her nipples would poke through for all to see atop her full breasts, and when she took a step the crotch stroked her so enticingly that she was glad the material was black. ‘If I’m not careful, I’m going to have a huge wet spot for all to see!’ She thought, wondering as she left her quarters why Starfleet had ever gotten rid of this wonderful garment.

As she had walked down the corridors to her destination, she felt the eyes of numerous crewmen stroking her breasts and mons, and delving to where the material hugged the rounded curves of her derrière so closely that it entered her, and the realization of this made her put an extra wiggle into her step as she walked, smiling at crewmen who did not meet her eyes as they passed and turned.

Now she sat alone in her office, going over the last of the compiled records, when her assistant appeared at the door. “That’s almost it, Doctor.” The young man told her. “Only one crewmember to go.”

“Yes, I know.” She replied, working the controls on her monitor.

“Just you.” He reminded her, as if she needed it.

“Yes, I’ll attend to it shortly.”

“I can do it.” She looked up at him in surprise. “Come on, a simple set of tests. You won’t feel a thing.” She looked at him, wondering why she was hesitating. He was perfectly qualified, it was true. Perhaps it was that she did not feel comfortable going through it with a uniform that was spray painted onto her delectable body? “After I’m done, I’ll give you a lollypop.”

She grinned. “Was it that obvious?”

“Uh huh. But I won’t be offended.”

She shook her head. “It wasn’t you, Jim.” She stood up, coming around the desk to him. “I’m just a bit off today.” She noticed the way his eyes stroked her body as she moved, and gave a little sigh. Picking up the tricorder from her desk, she handed it to him. “Go to it.”

“Yes, Doctor.” He replied with a small smile, raising the tricorder toward her head. As he started the scan down her body, his other hand took the zipper at her neck and started to pull it down.

“Hey!” Beverly exclaimed, shocked and outraged, her hands grabbing his and stopping him. “What are you doing?!”

“Just giving you an exam, Doctor.” He pulled down so forcefully his hand slipped from hers, tugging the zipper down until it was past her breasts. Beverly was stunned, and opened her mouth to cry out when he spun her sharply around and pushed her over her desk. He held her down with his hand on her back, pressing his pelvis into her curvy ass.

“What are you doing? Jim, stop!” He grabbed her right arm, pulling it behind her back. “No!” When she felt a metal clamp snap snugly about her wrist she cried out loudly “Help! Somebody help me!” He grabbed her left wrist, forcing it back as he moved his pelvis about on her trapped ass. She started to shout desperately. “Help me somebody! I’m being raped!” As the clamp snapped tightly about her wrist she screamed shrilly.

“Computer, seal this room! Medical priority code 5735318!”

“Priority code confirmed. Opening code encrypted.” The computer replied helpfully. Jim grabbed Beverly’s shoulders, pulling the shocked woman up and turning her, keeping her pressed to her desk. His feet pushed at hers, forcing her legs slightly apart.

“What the hell are you doing?!” She demanded, her vision impaired by her long red hair which had been disheveled by his rough treatment.

“Relax Doctor. I told you, it’s just an examination. And if you’re good, it won’t hurt a bit.” He brushed her hair back with his fingers. She strained at the clamps binding her hands behind her back, wincing at the pain. “Of course, if you want to hurt yourself, that’s up to you. However, I am not going to hurt you.” Slowly, he pulled the zipper of her uniform beyond her breasts, down to where it ended at her abdomen.

“Jim, let me go right now! You are in so much trouble! You let me go or I’ll - !” She gasped as he ran his fingertip between her legs, stroking her sensitive labia through the spandex. The gasp was only partially from shock; mostly it was the sensation of his touch on her intimate flesh. “Jim, don’t!” He stroked her again, just as firmly, and her gasp this time was pure sensation. “Stop, Jim. Please!”

He pressed his crotch against hers, holding her against her own desk with the pressure of his pelvis. She tried to move away, the edge of the desk pressed into her supple ass, but her movements only rubbed her body against his. His hands came up to her chest, taking the uniform where it had parted and slowly, teasingly spreading it, his fingertips stroking her high, firm breasts as he pulled it open, his fingers touching and teasing her nipples as they passed, and she gasped again as he completely uncovered her breasts, the uniform spread open and held by her full mounds.

“You don’t have to do this!” She whispered urgently. “Please! Stop, Jim, please!”

“I love it when a woman begs.” He ran his fingers over her breasts, teasing her nipples, which grew to hard points of feminine lust as she gasped, moaning from the sensation. He continued to play with her breasts and nipples, and as he did Beverly could feel the sensations building in her. She could barely speak, every breath reduced to moans of lusty passion.

He cupped her sensitive breasts in his hands, feeling the weight of them, the texture and heat as his thumbs continued stroking and teasing her nipples, making her groan with more intense passion every second.

“Jim, leave me alooooooooo!”

“Your words say no, your body says yes!” His fingers stroked her nipples, and she groaned in mounting heat. He held his crotch pressed to hers, trapping her against her desk, and as she moved she could feel his hardness pressed against her. She barely realized it when she started moving her hips not to escape, but to feel it rub against her. The sensations in her breasts were driving her wild, and she longed for relief!

He tugged the uniform off her shoulders and down her arms, exposing her lovely body. Then he turned her, bending her over her desk again and pressing his crotch into her ass. Her nipples touched the cool desktop, adding to sensations. She could feel his hardness pressed into the crevice between her rounded cheeks, and this time she moved not to escape, but to feel him! He took her right wrist and unlocked the clamp, holding her tightly as he pulled the material off her arm, and then reattaching it before freeing her left wrist. He quickly pulled off her uniform top, securing her once again. Now she was completely bare to her slim waist, but still bound with her hands behind her back. He pulled her back up, his crotch still pressed to her ass, and then reached around her to take hold of her breasts, stroking and caressing them, teasing her nipples as he pressed his cock into her still covered ass. When she moved, her bottom rubbed him as the edge of the desk pressed to her mons, trapping the gathered material against her, bunched just at the right spot to make her groan with every movement of her hips. His lips kissed her throat as she groaned erotically.

He turned her around, and for a moment she was disappointed, until she saw the look in his eyes. He pressed himself against her; she could feel his hardness pressed firmly against her mons. “This is still an examination.” He whispered; his voice tight with lust. He took her right breast in his hand, squeezing gently, his thumb petting her hard nipple. “I have to do a taste test.”

He bent down and licked her nipple, and Beverly groaned loudly, almost creaming her uniform crotch as she drew her shoulders back, arching her back, lifting herself up to his mouth. He took her left breast in his other hand as he started to suck, licking her and she was undone! With a loud cry she came, her vagina spasming, hot girl-cream coating her uniform! She writhed in his arms, groaning and moaning, gasping passionately as he kept sucking her nipple, his teeth just barely grazing her extended tip. His other hand squeezed and caressed her left breast, and the sensations seemed to double, driving Beverly out of her mind!

She stood gasping, leaning against the desk, unable to stand as he drove her, licking and sucking and squeezing her full breasts, which grew more sensitive by the second.

He reached down with both hands, still bent sucking on her breast and nipple, and grabbed the tight material of her uniform, tugging it over her hips. He had to work it a bit at a time over her hips, and she lifted away from the desk enough to get the material clear, and then leaned back, feeling the warm edge of the desk pressing into her bare ass. He pushed and pealed the tight spandex material down to her knees, and then his right hand went up to her crotch. She knew he had found that she was completely and closely shaved, but could do nothing about it as one finger stroked her hot, wet labia.

Beverly cried out, wishing she could smother her cry with her trapped hand as he touched her, and as his mouth went to her left breast he started to pet her vagina with his fingertips! “Oh God!” She gasped. “Oh God, Jim YES!” While three fingers explored her soft wet labia, feeling the heat of her ultra-sensitive lips, one finger attacked her wet clitoris, petting and stroking it and Beverly cried out, bucking her hips into his hand! “Yes! Jim, oh YES!” He kept stroking her clitoris more and more firmly as she stood gasping and groaning, building to a

Beverly screamed, her body writhing wildly as she came, her hot wet cream flowing from her clenching vagina as he petted her clitoris, his other fingers rubbing her labia firmly as she bucked against his hand, crying out over and over as he continued sucking her nipple, his free hand on her other breast, molding and caressing it as she climaxed loudly, bucking wildly against him, crying out his name in her mad passion!

When it passed she slumped down, and he caught her, turning her and bending her over her desk. She lay face down, weakened from the tumult, and she felt him spread her legs to the limit of her trapped uniform gathered just above her boots. “Jim?” She felt his hand on her back, steadying her, preventing her from rising and suddenly she felt him at the lips of her vagina. “Oh God! Jim!”

She cried out as he pressed into her, filling her with one deep thrust, burying himself firmly into her, his pelvis pressed against her rounded ass. He started to move out, and thrust in again, filling her as she yelped, barely able to take his full length, his thick firmness spreading her wide open! “God – yes! Jim, oh please!” He started moving in her, building to a rhythm. She was kept a bit away from the desk so she would not press painfully to it, but also so she could bend over further, raising her ass and bending her back so she could take him in! Unable to use her trapped hands, she lay on her full breasts, unable to do anything but accept his treatment and control of her as he fucked her, getting harder and faster until he was slapping into her with great force and she was crying out in pleasure/pain with every deep thrust!

Her manacled hands made it feel so much like rape, but it was really control. She had to do everything he wanted. He was in full control of her and used every bit of it as he slammed his cock into her with mounting force, making her rub her full breasts against the table with every pounding thrust and her thoughts of her helplessness added to her passion until she was coming, climaxing loudly as she gripped his cock in her! He pressed into her tightness, fighting her contractions with harder shoves of his cock into her, forcing against her tightness and making the sensations better for both of them.

He reached around her, pulling her up so that he could grab her breasts in his hands, squeezing and molding them in his passion, and now she was completely at his mercy. She could not move forward into the desk or it would hurt her pelvis, so she had to meet his every powerful thrust with her own as he held and molded her sensitive breasts. He pumped harder, slamming into her as she started to scream, the force of his attack driving her out of her mind and over the edge into another wild orgasm! She screamed over and over as he broke into her, pulling her back by her breasts into him, making her thrust back to meet him until her screams built to a cataclysmic shriek and she came in a mind blasting orgasm that left her limp and gasping on the desk.

She was barely aware of his pulling off the clamps from her wrists; she could barely press her freed hands to the desk to push herself up. He grabbed her body, pulling her upright and turning her to him. Quickly he grabbed her right hand and locked the manacle about her wrist, then trapping the left as she leaned against the desk, gasping for air. “God, Jim, how much more?! Haven’t you had enou -?”

He pulled her suddenly, turning and lowering her to the floor as she cried out in surprise. She tried to fight him, but her legs were still trapped by her gathered uniform and she could not stop him as he lowered her to the carpeted deck. “Jim!” She gasped breathlessly. “Enough! Stop it, please!” Quickly he yanked her left boot off, then her right, tearing the uniform from her legs and throwing it aside.

“Never enough!” He growled. “Never stop!” He pushed her legs apart despite her weakened efforts and bent his head to her exposed and helpless vagina. She grabbed his hair, digging her fingers in, but he grabbed one wrist and pulled steadily, and her fingers started to slip through his hair. Then his tongue licked firmly up the length of her bare hot and wet vagina, his tongue pressing along her clitoris. She cried out, releasing her grip and falling back as he licked her closely shaved lips, nothing at all between his tongue and her wildly sensitive labia and clitoris!

He kept licking her and sucking her into his mouth, his tongue and teeth combining to drive her wild. She lay helpless, her hands clamped before her stomach and legs bent and spread widely before her ‘attacker’, lying upon the carpet like a wanton wench as he licked and sucked her, and she started to lose her mind to the sensations!

Beverly couldn’t speak, couldn’t protest when every breath came in a loud cry or groaning sigh. She felt her hips start to move of their own accord in response to his mouth and tongue, and when he sucked her clitoris into his mouth, trapping it between his lips and licking wildly at it she screamed, a massive orgasm tearing at her writhing body as she convulsed on the carpet, screaming in unending passion!

When it was over, and the flares of light had faded from behind her clenched eyes, she was aware that he had shifted position, and when she felt his tongue again assault her helpless vagina her eyes snapped open to find the thick, long shaft of his hot flesh before her eyes, aimed right at her lips. Unable to resist, she opened her mouth and took him in!

The taste was everything she had hoped for, much as she remembered from others in the too long past. Decorum as an Officer had limited her, but this was – after all – a ‘rape’, so she could not be bothered thinking about being a good girl. She closed her lips around the hard hot shaft of male flesh and started to suck and lick.

He was driving her vagina mad, his fingers going everywhere his tongue could not reach, and she returned measure for sensuous measure. She ran her tongue firmly over the lower side just as he inserted two fingers deep into her! She cried out, gagged by the thick cock, moving to his mouth and the invading fingers which explored into her tight wetness, trying to keep her own teeth apart as she licked and sucked with increasing fervor, not even thinking but going with the sensations as she felt another wild orgasm building in her!

She started to scream into his silencing shaft as her vagina clenched tightly around his trapped fingers and his mouth kept sucking at her. The orgasm built and built and suddenly she was screaming, his cock gone, his lips and fingers gone, and then he was on her, forcing her arms up over her head as she writhed in delight, and with a hard thrust he filled her clenching love tunnel, her scream rising in pitch as he slammed into her hard, his free hand at her left breast as he slammed into her, fighting her contractions with his invading shaft!

“Jim! Oh God Jim!” She screamed as he fucked her, harder and harder until she was actually pushed along the carpet by the force of his thrusts, and she clung to him despite her cuffs, wrapping her legs around his hips, linking her ankles to hold on as he pounded into her, every thrust shoving her wide and making her come, the orgasms making her writhe wildly, clamping about his cock, forcing him to shove in harder as she screamed and screamed, scalding woman-cream gushing from her clenching vagina! She kept her legs wrapped about his waist as he pounded into her over and over, deeper and harder, deeper and harder!

She felt his cock explode, pumping scalding gobs of white hot come deep into her, and she shrieked at the thought, a titanic orgasm ripping her mind from her! The orgasm went on and on as she bucked and writhed under him, pounded almost painfully by his force as she lay open, screaming and shrieking!

Beverly didn’t know how long it lasted, but ultimately she found herself under him, her arms laying weakly over her head, bound in the clamps, her legs laying just as weak, splayed wide, her pussy clenching rhythmically to her pounding heart as she gasped for breath, totally limp and helpless under him. She felt like a photon torpedo had exploded in her vagina, and taken all her muscles and turned them to jelly. Jim held himself above her, his thick cock deep inside her still spreading her as she gasped for breath, her chest heaving. He kept moving, but slower, and the pleasure that tore through her

[Boop.] “Sick Bay to Doctor Crusher.” The voice from the ceiling called.

“Cr – Crusher here.” She gasped weakly.

“I have the results of the crew evaluations ready for you.”

She looked up into the eyes of her assistant. “End program.” She gasped. Jim, her office and the manacles all vanished obediently, leaving her lying alone and naked, spread eagled on the floor of a black room with golden gridlines. She groaned as the thick cock buried deep within her vanished, and her vagina relaxed, no longer stuffed to almost painful limits.

“Are you all right?” Asked the voice from the speaker.

“I’m fine. Just a workout program.”

“It can wait if you want.”

“No, Jim.” She closed her weakened and exhausted legs with a deep groan and forced herself to sit up. “I’m coming.”