Strange Days on "Star Trek": Wesley's Evil Deeds.  [S]
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#  Strange Days on "Star Trek": Wesley's Evil Deeds.  

By: Zombie
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    An unexpected torture session blows Wesley's mind.  The evil deeds 
    are in the computer and it is only a matter of time before he gets 
    caught in his own web of hallucinations.
    

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    Normal Disclaimers Here: Must be at least 21 to read, if not move 
    on.  I am just referencing characters of a show I like so my readers 
    can visualize the situations better.  No copyright or trademark or 
    other legal term is being done.  All resemblance to people past, 
    present or future is totally coincidence and you should slap 
    yourself for thinking I actually know everyone in the world.  If I 
    spell names wrong or they are not portrayed in the best light, deal 
    with it, it is a fan-fic.  Warning: it starts slow, but ends well.
    
    	Wesley walked the twists and turns of his fabricated castle. 
     The stone walls and columns echoed his footsteps to the depths of 
    the holo-deck.  Drips and an occasional sizzle from a passing torch 
    were all that could be heard for the first few floors.  Pulling back 
    the lock and bolt on the outer door to his torture chamber, he 
    entered and quickly locked the door from the inside.  He hated being 
    disturbed, especially at crucial moments.  The torture chambers 
    looked much like a gym with all its wooden tables and metal 
    contraptions.  In fact, he had the best exercise here than in any 
    modern "full body exercise pod".  The far corner had a bed of straw 
    and piles of supplies to keep the chambers well lit and warm at this 
    dark depth below his fantasy city.  He entered the chamber and was 
    greeted with two screams.  One was from Tasha: a scream of ecstasy. 
     The other was from a woman on a machine that he could not make out 
    from across the room.
    	Tasha was busy torturing a woman on a machine that resembled 
    the rack.  It had four small tables: one for the torso and one for 
    each limb.  The victim of this machine could be easily positioned 
    and stretched while being tortured.  Tasha was using a double-sided 
    dildo to rape the woman's ass while pleasing her over-stimulated 
    pussy.  From the screams, the woman had never had a dildo in her ass 
    before.  As she pounded away with her eyes shut, a wicked smile grew 
    on Tasha's face with each scream.  Wesley grew excited from the view 
    and moved closer to find out which crewmember Tasha had sent for.  
    Although Tasha was his main victim in the torture room, he allowed 
    her certain freedoms.  She couldn't leave the room, but she could 
    ask for any type of food or plaything from the "guard" at the 
    entrance.  The "guard" was a fabricated person he had created to 
    perform such tasks in his absence.  G-man, as Wesley liked to call 
    the guard, had no personality, no emotions, and no higher thought 
    processes.  G-man worked off a simple set of rules.  The three 
    biggest were that no men were allowed in except him and no weapons 
    were allowed in and Wesley can create or break rules as he sees fit. 
     Apparently, Tasha had asked for a plaything.  This type of 
    plaything wasn't quite what he had in mind when he had entered it in 
    the rules.  He had expected a book or puzzle or game board.  Tasha's 
    first request of G-man was water.  Then she tried food.  Then she 
    tried the door.  Wesley was notified through his console at his 
    station.  Wesley liked to keep the program running in a hidden part 
    of the holodeck memory banks.  It added a bit of realism when he 
    walked into his city of life and saw the changes of his citizens.  
    Whenever something major happened, like war or fire or escaped 
    prisoners, the program was set to freeze and notify him. He did not 
    want to miss anything exciting.  
    	As he moved closer, he noticed that the woman looked 
    familiar.  She had her arms and legs angled up and her torso angled 
    down.  It almost looked like a skydiving lesson gone awry.  He 
    laughed inward as he approached the circle of light.  Still hidden 
    by the shroud of darkness, he disrobed and observed from a distance. 
     He liked to appear before Tasha suddenly, especially when she was 
    masturbating.  Often she would fall to his feet and begin to fondle 
    and suck on his cock and balls.  He liked the sound of lust and need 
    that would echo off the walls when she would demand for his "live 
    cock throbbing in her".  Dildos were good and torturing people was 
    fun, but a willing partner and a male one were rare in her days in 
    the chamber.  Thinking of interrupting the session of torture with 
    one of his grand entrances, he noticed that the woman was Diana 
    Troi.  She screamed directly at him and looked into his eyes 
    eventhough he was well hidden behind a pillar in the darkness.  He 
    had decided early on that he would not involve himself sexually with 
    any crewmember he knew personally, unless the need arose.  His need 
    throbbed between his legs and was very demanding.  Her eyes had 
    never left his as he pondered the dilemma.  The holodeck was doing a 
    damn fine job of simulating the mind reader of the ship.   The ship 
    knew what all the crewmember movements were, including sex, and 
    logged them in its files.  Supposedly, to develop a more 
    ergonomically and user friendly ship.  All Wesley knew was that with 
    those logs, the computer could simulate what any crewmember would do 
    in a sexual situation.  The thought of having sex with a mind reader 
    out weight the danger of bumping into the real mind reader and 
    accidentally thinking about having previously having sex with her.  
    "Computer, inquiry."  YES.  "In this situation, does citizen Troi 
    wish me any harm and are the safety locks in place?"  NO HARM IS ON 
    FILE IN THIS SITUATION. YES.  He walked into the light and placed 
    his cock in front of Troi.  With his cock just out of reach of her 
    mouth, he undid the restraint on her right arm.  She quickly grabbed 
    his dangling balls and pulled his cock into her mouth.  "A mind 
    reader is exceptionally good at fellatio," was the only thought he 
    had for about ten minutes.  He gyrated his cock all the way to the 
    back of her throat.  She massaged and pulled on his balls while he 
    grabbed handfuls of her black hair.  When he felt he was close to 
    orgasm, she would instinctively yank hard on his testicles.  When he 
    grew tired of her massages, she would hum on just the right spot on 
    his cock or rub that soft spot behind his balls.  He suddenly 
    realized that with her ability to read his mind, the only way to 
    orgasm was to tie her back up or get Tasha.  Tasha was very busy 
    torturing, so he pulled her arm back to the restraint and secured it 
    in place.  Without her control of the situation, she soon found 
    herself having to swallow or drown.  No Betazoid induced blue balls 
    for this ensign.  The gagging and choking sounds and his own cry of 
    release awoke Tasha from her orgasm-induced daze.  
    	She fell to the floor sucking and massaging his shrinking 
    cock.  After 15 to 20 minutes of oral stimulation, he was not 
    responsive.  She gave Troi a stare of pure anger once she realized 
    the situation.  She stood up and left the circle, violently pulling 
    the dildo from Troi's abused rear.  "Freeze Program."  He adjusted 
    the table back to its original flat position and flipped Troi over. 
     Making sure the straps were tight, he walked to the head of the 
    table and unfroze the program.  Without a word, he sat on her face 
    and placed his balls in her mouth.  With his asshole in her nose, 
    she labored for fresh air and her tongue fought the fleshy gag.  The 
    battle was quickly exciting him.  Just as he got his erection back, 
    Tasha returned with a hot poker and quickly cauterized any open 
    wounds in Troi's ass.  If not for the safety overrides, Wesley knew 
    that he would no longer have balls.  He had to freeze the program 
    and unhinge Troi's jaw to get circulation back into his testicles.  
    When he unfroze the program, Tasha was at his feet, worshipping his 
    engorged member.  He stood her up and had her lay on top of Troi.  
    With his balls in Troi's mouth and his cock in Tasha's muscular 
    pussy, he was in heaven.  He was gyrating into Tasha's pussy while 
    alternating between massaging the huge tits of Troi and groping the 
    handfuls of Tasha.  He commanded Tasha to lick Troi and soon all of 
    them were moaning.  His bliss lasted for hours, until it suddenly 
    stopped.  The program had frozen and he was stuck with his balls 
    locked in one mouth and his cock gripped by a very tight pussy.  
    Panting and sweating, he tried to regain his strength.  "Wesley, how 
    are your studies coming?"  The voice of his mother came from the 
    darkness.  "Fine, I was almost finished.  Why?"  Wesley replied.  
    "Just wondering when you were going to leave the library and get 
    some dinner?"  Wesley crafted the program to freeze if any 
    communications from outside were sent to the "Library".  If anyone 
    came into his "Library", the feudal system he created would turn 
    into a giant library with him in the farthest corner and on the 
    highest floor.  This security program was a necessity when prying 
    mothers or would-be father figures from the bridge would come to 
    check on him.  Often he was in the middle of something and suddenly 
    he was masturbating with a book.    Luckily, he was not interrupted 
    by a real person, but just by his pesky mother's transmissions.  He 
    told her he would run her errands and would be home in time for 
    dinner, anything to return to heaven.  By the time he was finished, 
    he was limp and needed circulation in his balls.  That is why he 
    hated being interrupted.  He unfroze the program and immediately 
    Tasha started cursing and moaning.  He slapped her and told her to 
    move where he was.  He knelt on the table with Troi between his legs 
    and Tasha staring at his limp cock. 
    	Tasha was not a woman to be denied something she wanted.  
    And right now, she wanted a hot cock in her.  It was a rare delicacy 
    and she would not share it with a mere play toy.   She latched on to 
    the cock and both her hands pulled his balls to her chin where she 
    massaged them to the point he felt they would pop.  She placed a 
    finger up his ass and massaged his prostate while sucking his cock 
    to what seemed like her stomach.  In under a minute, he was moaning 
    with Tasha due to their mutual oral attentions.  Tasha slowed as she 
    felt his balls pull close to his cock and released his member with a 
    plop.  She still massaged his balls with both hands, so fucking Troi 
    was not an option yet.  He lowered his cock to Troi's chest and 
    moved Tasha's hands to squeeze Troi's breast.  Within seconds, they 
    fell into another blissful rhythm.  Troi being tit-fucked to orgasm, 
    Tasha being licked to orgasm, and Wesley in the middle of it all.  
    Tasha's possessive nature wouldn't allow it to last however.  
    
    

  
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