24 hours in a day, 24 beers in a case. Coincidence?
Odo gulped. Kira's eyes were narrowing suspiciously, as were the Kai's. A third course of action flashed into his mind, and before he knew it, he'd dropped to his knees at Kira's feet, head bowed. "I apologise, but earlier today the Kai called me to her quarters and tried to press herself on me." He heard a sharp intake of breath from Kira and pressed on hurriedly. "The only way I could escape without betraying you was to admit that I am your slave....Mistress." He kept his head down, and waited for the axe to fall.
Kira had her back to the Kai, and Odo was looking at the carpet, so no-one saw the smile that crossed her face, or the glint that appeared in her eyes. Two could play at this game. "I see." She turned and walked to the other side of the room to look out the window. "I am most displeased, Eminence. You should have known better." She turned to face the astounded religious leader. "Slave, did the Kai continue after she knew that you were mine?" Her eyes never left Winn's increasingly reddened face.
Odo had no idea what Kira was playing at, but decided to continue the facade as long as the Kai remained in the room. "Yes." He added another barb. "She said you must have stamina. I informed her you could out-do Gul Dukat himself, Mistress." He remembered to add what would be considered the correct title just in time.
Nerys stepped forward and glared at Winn, who scooted to the far end of the couch. "Slave, you obviously need more discipline. You will stay here while I contemplate what to do to you. Eminence, you will never press my slave again. He must not be confused as to who is his mistress."
Winn stood, an evil smile on her face. "I would like to stay and....observe you discipline your slave, Mistress." She glanced at Odo and saw the sweat break out on his face. "I imagine it must be very....entertaining. He surely has a great deal of tolerance for....discipline."
Kira wanted to throw up. The idea that she would ever let Winn see her naked was almost more than her gut could handle. "No. I want neither of us to have any...distractions." She turned to Odo and jerked her head towards the window. "Wait for me at your usual station." Odo had no idea what she meant, but he hurried to the window and knelt below it anyway, while Kira turned back to Winn. "I must ask you to leave, and not attempt to harass Odo again. He has more than enough to cope with."
Winn didn't say a word, just left the quarters looking slightly dazed.
Odo gave an audible sigh and got to his feet. "Major, I can't thank you enough."
Kira's eyes were still twinkling as she strolled over to Odo, a frown on her face. "Slave, who told you that you could stand and address me like that?" He backed up against the wall as Kira ran a finger down his chest, causing a curious feeling of deja vu to come over him. "When I tell you to assume your station, I mean you to stay there until I tell you otherwise."
Odo was confused, but also a little aroused. It had been Kira's strength and fierce determination that had attracted him to her in the first place, and to see her display it like this was definitely a turn-on. Throwing caution to the wind, he knelt down again and crossed his wrists, holding them out to her. "I am my Mistresses to command."
Kira was surprised. She'd experimented a little with bondage during the occupation, but hadn't expected to find someone willing to help her explore it on the station, and especially not Odo. The idea of having the constable as her willing slave was almost too arousing, as a heady sensation swept over her while a thousand and one possibilities stumbled through her mind. She stepped back and shook her head. "Not yet. I need time...to prepare." She made a quick decision. "Be here at seventeen hundred tomorrow night." She turned back and sat at the computer console. "Dismissed, Constable."
Odo stood slowly, a little unsure of what was happening, but still aroused. He glanced at Kira and took in the flushed look, and slightly harder breathing, and knew that he would return the next night, even if it was to be rejected. Walking slowly to the door, he knew she watched every move he made. Turning as the door opened, he smiled and bowed. "Good night...Mistress."
It was a long time before Kira got to sleep that night.
Kira sat at a back table in Quarks and thought deeply. She didn't normally indulge in drinking on her lunch break, but this was an exceptional day, and she'd decided that a little alcohol might help her work up the courage to go shopping for the necessary accoutrements for the upcoming evening. She had already acquired an outfit for Odo through one of the Bajoran merchants, but hers was going to be a little more difficult, and therefore required a professionals touch.
Eventually she worked up the courage and marched into Garak's, who was alone and sitting behind his desk sewing something. He looked up and smiled politely as Kira nodded then turned and locked the door behind her.
Garak stood and unobtrusively opened a drawer behind his desk. "Major, what can I do for you?"
"I require an....outfit, Garak." She stepped closer, and held her hands out, palm up. Garak visibly relaxed and nodded, shutting the drawer. "The outfit I need is going to sound very....suggestive though, and I don't want this spread all over the station."
"Major, I am the soul of discretion itself." He motioned towards a nearby fitting room, one that's door could only be seen from behind his desk. "Now, what fabric will I require for this garment?"
Kira took a deep breath. "Leather. The softest leather you have in stock."
Odo arrived at Kira's quarters at exactly the appointed hour and rang the door-chime. He heard her voice call out, bidding him enter, and stepped into the darkened room. Several lightened candles stood in wall nooks, and Kira Nerys herself reclined on the couch. She was wearing a light green gown, and a smile that he couldn't quite understand.
"You are prompt, slave." Her voice was soft and enticing. "You are also still standing and dressed." A harder edge now, and he belatedly remembered to kneel, wrists crossed.
"Pardon, mistress." A delicious warmth was spreading through his body as he knelt before the woman he could have easily overpowered if he wished. He heard the clink of metal, then a cool, stiff strap trailed over his shoulder.
" Remove your clothes, slave. You may stand if you need to." She was at his side now, but he forced himself to continue facing the floor as he quickly divested himself of his clothing, then once again knelt. He saw her hands reach down and pick up his clothes and place them on the table. "Take your station, slave." He scooted over to the window, still kneeling, and gave up trying to hide his erection under his hands.
He saw her feet slowly walk over to him, standing in front of him, while the hard strap was placed under his chin, forcing him to raise his eyes to face her. Kira had taken off the gown and was standing before him, barefoot, and wearing a leather suit. His breathing increased as he examined it silently, the deep cleavage that reached almost to her crotch, and rounded shoulder leather that curved down her sides to leave her back bare, before curving around to cover her butt and then join with the front piece somewhere in her crotch.
He gulped. It looked soft and thin enough to wear under a uniform. He wondered if she ever had, then decided he would have noticed. A light had come into her eyes that he hadn't seen before, and knew she was just as aroused as he was. "What can your slave do for you, Mistress?"
The strap slapped against his shoulder. Not enough to hurt, but enough to sting a little. His discipline had started, he guessed.
"Slaves only speak when they're told, slave." The strap caressed the faint red mark as she walked around him, studying his body. She was impressed, by all standards. Humans were obviously bigger than Bajorans, and for a moment, she considered ditching the whole bondage game altogether and just taking Odo as her lover. But a part of her wanted to continue, even if just for a little while. She could always back down later if she wanted. "Mistress is impressed, slave." She was facing him again, then picked something up from the top of the computer console and dropped it at his feet. "Go into the bathroom and have a cold shower. Then put this on and come back out." She sat down at her computer, pulling her uniform top on over the leather. Odo stood and examined the garment as he quickly walked into the bathroom. It seemed to be a piece of underwear, but without the elastic he was used to. However, sure that Nerys would do nothing to cause him permentant physical harm, he did as ordered, using the cold water to soothe the rising beast.
The instant he walked back into the main room and saw her, he suddenly understood what she had done. His groin expressed a renewed interest in her, but was held in check by the leather thong he was wearing, the pain an exquisite torture. Quickly kneeling under the window again, his eyes fixed on her crotch, or what she was letting him see of it, and then widened in surprise. Instead of a total thong he'd expected to see, the leather lay alongside her inner thigh, exposing her, the edges lined with what look like velvet so that it didn't cause any abrasions on the sensitive flesh there. He moaned through clenched teeth and the pain below his waist intensified. But just as he was about to place his hands over the cupped bulge, his Mistress once again placed the strap under his chin, raising his eyes to hers.
"There is one other thing." She licked her lips as if suddenly nervous. "A safety word. 'Enterprise' should do, I think." Odo nodded silently, and saw the corner of her eyes crinkle with pleasure as the strap ran down his chest to circle his bulging member.
"I see my slave likes my choice of clothing. Good." The strap trailed along his waist as she walked to stand behind him, then traced the strap along his spine. "So, what does my slave think his punishment should be for yesterday's infraction with the Kai?"
Her voice was soft as the leather she wore with a steel edge as sharp as one of her dagger blades. He shivered with nerves, then spoke quietly. "Mistress should let her slave pleasure her without his own release, then send him away unfulfilled." He wanted to glance over his shoulder, but forced himself to stare at the floor. "Slave deserves no better, he should never have betrayed Mistress to the Kai as he did."
Kira walked back around then lounged into her computer chair, one foot resting on a small foot rest just off the floor, letting Odo get a full view of her. "I think you may be right." She pulled on her uniform top again and beckoned to him. "Come here slave, and let me see if your tongue is as talented as I suspect."
Odo crawled to her and with a sigh, buried his face in her crotch, letting his tongue find and tease her sensitive centre, her moans only edging him on. Suddenly she was moving away from him, but her hands were encouraging him to come with her as she turned to face her console. "Keep it up slave." Her words were like fire and he moaned in her, his arms grasping the chair to pull her further into him.
"Nerys, are you all right?" Dax could see the rising flush on her friends cheeks and was becoming concerned. "You look feverish."
"I'm fine, I've just got the temperature set a little too high I think." She smiled, then seemed to yawn. "I guess I'm tireder than I thought. I'll see you tomorrow Jadzia." Dax nodded as Kira closed the comm, and promptly forgot all about Kira's apparent fever as she headed to the promenade for a game of Tongo.
Kira had enjoyed teasing Odo by pretending to ignore him, but the truth was that his actions were driving her crazy. The instant she'd closed the line to Dax, she'd gone into a screaming orgasm, which only seemed to spur her slave on to better ministrations, that she was sure were heard all the way to Bajor.
Finally, what felt like hours later, she opened her eyes and smiled down at her slaves slick face, made even more shinny by the liquid in between her thighs. Reaching down, she smoothed back his hair. "Well done slave. You are even more talented than I expected."
"I live to serve, Mistress." She had no idea just how true the statement was, Odo thought wryly as he ran a finger along her. "Would Mistress like more?"
Kira thought for a moment then shook her head. "No. Mistress has other things planned for her slave tonight." Pushing him away enough for her to stand up, she picked up the strap from the top of the console and moved into the bedroom, beckoning for Odo to follow her.
Odo moaned and pulled against the restraints reflexively, the pain causing him delicious pleasure. He was handcuffed to Mistresses bed, spread eagle and on his chest, a pillow under his groin pushing his butt into the air. Mistress had been paddling him on and off for twenty minutes, alternating between hard smacks and light ones that were more like caresses. He felt no pain in his behind, only a delicious tingling sensation that was accented by the exquisite agony from his groin which pressed into the pillow. Right now, he was convinced that the hard-on would never go down, and that he'd be forced to stay in Kira's quarters for the rest of his life. This idea, upon reflection as he lay exposed, was definitely a good one.
Kira realised that his attention, somehow, was wondering, and raised her old springball paddle, and gave him an extra intensive thump on the butt, not enough to bruise, just enough to regain his attention. His sharp groan told her he was back with her again, and she smiled, before taking off her outfit and sitting on the edge of the bed, running her hands over his bright red backside. "Slave's butt is now a beautiful colour. Mistress is very pleased with him, he's been very good on his first night."
"Mistress will ask her slave back again?" Okay, so it wasn't love. And it might not have been all gentle, but it was still time with Kira. And if he told the truth, he could look at that leather outfit of hers forever.
Kira lay down beside him and placed her mouth against his ear. "She certainly will. Slave can count on it." Drawing his mouth around to hers, she kissed him, long and deeply, barely letting either of them come up for breath until she was satisfied she had his full attention again. She ran her hand down his body and under the pillow to cup him in her hand and squeezed gently, smiling as he gasped. "And now Mistress wants her slave to make her happy again." She reached up and unlocked the cuffs as Odo rolled onto his back and watched her.
Unlocking his feet, she let him place the pillow back under his head, then slowly unhooked the leather thong he was wearing, allowing him to extend fully for the first time in the evening. The feeling of freedom almost made Odo come there and then, but he knew that this would be very bad form. He watched as Kira straddled him, reaching down to cup her butt in his hands as she lowered herself carefully onto his unfamiliar Human organ, one that was much bigger in every way than the Bajoran ones that she was used to. She gasped a little as she stretched to accommodate him. Even in her highly aroused state he was almost more than she could handle, but eventually he was fully in her. She sat for a moment, getting used to the feel of him, then slowly set up a rocking motion, massaging him as his size alone rubbed that sensitive spot that was normally only attended by the ridges that were standard equipment with Bajoran males.
Suddenly she realised that she was no longer in control, that it was Odo who was setting the pace, pumping her with long, powerful strokes, his eyes taking in every change on her face, knowing when to speed up and take her to the edge, then slowing down again and drawing her back.
Odo was certain he was going insane. He was battling to keep his head, while trying to keep Kira as close to the edge as he could without pushing her over. Suddenly he rolled over, pinning her under him and letting caution be dammed. He watched as she suddenly arched her back and screamed in pleasure, but he didn't stop. He continued rhythmically plunging into her, making her come again and again, until finally he couldn't hold off any longer and tumbled over the edge himself, roaring as the universe exploded around them.
An eternity later, Odo found his head resting on Kira's breast, and her hand gently stroking his hair. Forcing his exhausted muscles to respond, he crawled back up to be level with her face, and traced her jaw with a finger. "Is Mistress happy?"
"Mistress wants to keep you here forever and ever." Kira reached out and ran a finger along Odo's jaw and smiled. "Slave took a liberty there, but Mistress doesn't mind. Is slave happy too?"
"Perfectly." Odo caught her fingers in his and kissed them gently.
"Slave would like to stay with Mistress for as long as she will have him. May he?" He watched sadly as Kira sighed and shook her head.
"Not yet. Mistress wants her freedom just a little longer." She grinned and patted the bed between them. "But I would like you to stay the night."
Odo reached out and hugged her close, kissing her cheek gently. "I thought you'd never ask."
When Kira awoke, she was alone. Wandering out into the lounge room, she was about to call Odo, when a PADD propped against a single long-stemmed tulip caught her eye. Reading it, she smiled. 'Slave begs forgiveness, but he had to go to work, and Mistress looked so peaceful, he didn't have the heart to wake her up. He will see her at the staff meeting and would like to make his apologies tonight.'
Showering slowly, Kira smiled as she thought of a way to answer Odo.
Kira was already at her station when Odo arrived in Ops. Nodding politely, they both gave no indication of the previous nights activities, although Dax stared hard at both of them, certain that she could detect something unusual. It wasn't until the meeting had ended and the rest of the staff had departed to their assignments, that Odo's eyes almost glazed over as he watched Kira walk up to Dax's science station. He'd noticed two crease marks under her uniform, running down her side, and they'd never been there before. 'Prophets', he thought, 'She's wearing the outfit.'
Dax was staring at her console and talking to Kira, so missed the single look that shot from the Bajoran to the ex-Changeling. It was part-challenge, part-laughter.
And all Mistress.
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