Path: newsspool2.news.atl.earthlink.net!stamper.news.atl.earthlink.net!elnk-atl-nf1!newsfeed.earthlink.net!newsswing.news.prodigy.com!prodigy.net!newsfeed.cwix.com!border1.nntp.dca.giganews.com!nntp.giganews.com!newsread.com!newsstand.newsread.com!POSTED.monger.newsread.com!not-for-mail Newsgroups: alt.startrek.creative.erotica.moderated Approved: ascem@earthlink.net Organization: Better Living Thru TrekSmut Sender: ascem@earthlink.net Message-ID: From: "temara.rm" MIME-Version: 1.0 Mailing-List: list ASCEML@yahoogroups.com; contact ASCEML-owner@yahoogroups.com Subject: NEW: The Healer Triad VOY C/f, C/P/f NC-17 2/14 Content-Type: text/plain; charset=ISO-8859-1 Content-Transfer-Encoding: 7bit Lines: 547 Date: Tue, 21 Dec 2004 01:55:08 GMT NNTP-Posting-Host: 209.198.142.218 X-Complaints-To: Abuse Role , We Care X-Trace: monger.newsread.com 1103594108 209.198.142.218 (Mon, 20 Dec 2004 20:55:08 EST) NNTP-Posting-Date: Mon, 20 Dec 2004 20:55:08 EST Xref: news.earthlink.net alt.startrek.creative.erotica.moderated:86083 X-Received-Date: Mon, 20 Dec 2004 17:55:15 PST (newsspool2.news.atl.earthlink.net) ************ Part Two ************ See Part One for disclaimer Giloy, a close friend of Prince Deevick's, hauled Tamara into her suite tossing her to the floor and laughing as she curled up in pain. To ensure she got the point, he kicked her viciously in the ribs feeling them give and snap like twigs just past the point of his boots. A whimper escaped her lips and to his surprise, she started trying to get up as her anger fueled her desire for revenge. "Fuck you, Giloy!" He didn't know the words, but understood the contempt and loathing in her voice. No one had ever spoken to him like that and he totally lost his temper. Raising his walking stick over his head, he proceeded to lash her about the face as a large broken welt appeared on her right forehead and went diagonally across her nose and left eye while the blood gushed blinding her. Screaming in pain and fear, Tamara dove for the floor in an attempt to hide. Raising the cane for a second blow, a big bronze body dressed only in trousers came flying over the divan, which distracted Giloy for a moment. That instant was all Chakotay needed to gather Tamara in his arms and his use his board back to protect her from any further assault. To Giloy, it didn't matter how he got his satisfaction from her arrogant ways. His walking stick lashed at Chakotay's undefended back eight times before a hand clamped down on his shoulder and pulled him away. "Giloy, by all that is sacred, what are you doing to our healer?" Prince Deevick asked in his dangerous tone of voice. Giloy froze. Deevick had never talked to him like that before and it boded ill for him. "She was insolent to me. I was trying to teach her some manners since you have no control over her." Giloy knew he was doomed and now had nothing to lose. "How did you know she was injured, she never called out?" "Her implants. We are constantly watching her vitals. All the alarms went off when the trauma started." Deevick signaled the guards to take Giloy away. Chakotay glanced up through a haze of red pain at the Prince with tears in his eyes. Deevick grimaced at the damage to Boy Toy's back. There were eight deep cuts and bleeding profusely. "Can you get up so we can tend to the Healer?" Deevick asked softly reading the mistrust in the slave's dark eyes. He was in full protectiveness of his mistress mode. "Despite our contempt for each other, I do care about her. She is the mother of my beloved daughter." Chakotay relaxed a bit and crawled away from Tamara's inert body and nearly cried out when he saw the ruins of her lovely face. The Royal Physician bent over her and shook his head in anger when he analyzed the extent of the damage. He motioned for his assistants to bring in the stretchers for the injured people. Intent on being with Tamara, Chakotay caught hold of her hand, but kept his eyes downcast. Deevick smiled when he saw the gesture of protectiveness. That was good for the Healer's benefit to have a bodyguard. "Did you wish to speak, Boy Toy?" Deevick asked the injured man. "May I stay with Healer Tamara, please, your highness?" Chakotay swallowed his pride and begged, while trying to ignore the pain radiated from his back. "Yes, you may." Both men were glad that Tamara was unconscious as she was lifted onto the medical bed in the palace infirmary. Chakotay was gently placed on his stomach on the next bed and given painkillers while a medical assistant tended to his back. Deevick was standing next to Chakotay and they watched as they physicians worked on her. "Three fractured ribs, left lung punctured, bruised heart muscle and we'll work on the eye and face later. Let's get the internal injuries at the moment." The medical team discussed her medical condition in front of the men. Deevick was still standing there when Chakotay awoke in the evening from the sedative they had given him. The painkillers were wearing off and his back throbbed in dull waves. He grunted as he shifted on the bed trying to get comfortable. "I see you're awake, Boy Toy. Care to answer a few questions?" Deevick asked as he fastened his eyes on the human male. "Yes, sir." Chakotay responded while looking at Tamara lying still on the next bed with a heavy bandage over her eyes. Someone had tied her red hair back and she looked like a little girl so innocent and venerable. "How was Giloy able to do so much injury to Tamara before you intervened?" Deevick asked glaring at him. It had shaken him to find out how much the Healer actually meant to him only when she had come this close to death. "I was getting out of the shower and didn't hear anything until I opened the door and she was screaming. I protected her as best I could till you stopped him, Prince." Chakotay dared to glance up quickly before looking back at the floor again. "You mean you were doing things without permission. The slaves' bath is in the back of the palace, not the personal bath if you're an owner." Irritated, Deevick grabbed Chakotay by the hair and yanked his head back at a painful angle, putting his face right next to the slave's startled face. "If she is damaged permanently, what you got from Giloy today will seem like a treat when I get done with you." His chest was heaving for air, Chakotay was one breath away from total panic and losing it but Tamara's earlier words calmed him and he fought the panic back under control. "Yes, sir." "Father, what happened to Mommy?" a little five year old red head asked as she rushed up to the men. Deevick released Chakotay and picked up his daughter. "Mommy was hurt, but the physicians are helping her. She's sleeping right now, dear one." Deevick explained. "Wanna help mommy, Father." She squirmed in his arms and he almost dropped her. "Just by being here and keeping Mommy company will help, baby." "No, like Mommy does when someone is hurt. I put my hands on her face and make her better like this." Kathryn reached over and touched her mother's face. Deevick could feel the healing power emanating from his daughter's body. It wasn't much, but it was enough to heal Tamara somewhat and to wake her up feeling nothing but the pain wash over her. The pain distracted her from using her own healing power to finish the healing process. She thrashed on the bed for a few moments and finally went back to sleep. Kathryn started to cry and Deevick took her from the infirmary and back to their rooms. ************ Prince Deevick only took a moment to think over the doctor's suggestion and agreed to it. The doctor was all ready in his lab and all he needed now was the lab rat. One boy toy that belonged to the Royal Healer and since the Healer was incapacitated for the moment; it was up to the Prince to oversee her property and the maintenance of said property. Chakotay looked up as Deevick and the doctor entered the infirmary from the side of Healer Tamara's bed where he had been standing all morning. Quickly, he dropped his eyes, but not before Deevick caught the flash of anger and hatred in them. This slave had a streak of stubbornness and pride in him that the Prince did not like. Something he intended to remedy this very day since he had made Chakotay the promise of retaliation for his failure to keep the Healer undamaged and safe. Tamara's face was scarred and it detracted from her beauty, which Deevick could not forgive from the slave. "All right, Boy Toy. Come with me while they work on the Healer." Deevick commanded quietly. With audacity, Chakotay kissed Tamara on the mouth as he turned to leave with the Prince. She was deeply sedated, but felt the kiss from him shake her to the core. Two orderlies came and started to prepare Healer Tamara for further surgery on the repair of her left eye. However, even the cosmetic surgery on this planet could only do so much and the long diagonal scar would remain. There was something about this calm and stoic man that got on Deevick's nerves. He led Chakotay into a very sophisticated science laboratory that rivaled any of the science labs on Voyager. Chakotay was impressed until he saw the four guards file in and line up behind him as a stab of fear ran through him realizing this was a trap and Tamara would not be able to save him. Boldly, he looked Deevick in the face with fury in his dark eyes. "We need your seed to help with our breeding program, Boy Toy. And you are a fine example of a humanoid; you have been chosen for the honor of helping to sire the next generation. So you can do this the easy way or the hard way." Deevick laughed as he watched Chakotay turn to try and escape from the lab. He waved for the guards to grab the burly man. The guards grabbed Chakotay two to each arm as a lab assistant came forward and injected a shot into his groin area. Chakotay yelped with the pain of the shot. He tried to twist around, but the guards were too strong for him. "Put him on the table there," the assistant pointed. A wave of dizziness swept over Chakotay causing his legs to buckle and the guards picked him up and dropped him on the table. His head was spinning so badly he had to close his eyes, but he felt his clothes being removed and his limbs being strapped down. There was a slow burning of lust beginning to build in his groin. A blindfold was slipped over his eyes and a pair of hands slipped between his thighs causing him to gasp as a wave of pleasure rolled over him. He arched upward seeking a source of release from the torment beginning to build in him. He fought for control of his body while the hands found his penis and began to massage it to full growth. Shame and disgust filled him as he responded to the touching with a raging hard-on and the desire for release. "Well, that didn't take very long, my prince. He responded very well to the stimulant." Doctor Eri said walking into the lab and observing the Prince playing with Chakotay's erection and balls. The slave was thrashing helplessly and mindlessly against his bounds and moaning in despair for release from the torment. The fight had gone out of him and he could only thrash helplessly hoping someone would ease his need for release. With the pounding of his heart and the roar of blood in his ears, Chakotay could only make out bits and pieces of the conversation around him. "It's not going to take very much to send him over the edge, Doc. Do you have the sample jar to catch his seed? I wouldn't want to waste any of it." Deevick said as he lightly rubbed the bronze cock and laughed at the pleas coming from Chakotay's full lips. Deevick was tempted to fuck the beautiful body, but knew that either one of them, Tamara or Chakotay would kill him; despite the fact he was the crown prince. While the lab assistant held the sample catch, Deevick gave the engorged penis a vigorous massage giving Chakotay a screaming organism as he came and came until he passed out from the intensity of it. Chakotay awoke back in the infirmary clear headed, filled with humiliation and shame, but with another erection that demanded some attention as the fabric of his trousers rubbed against the silken skin. A groan from the next bed caught his attention. Tamara was waking up or so she thought, but her eyes were covered and her left eye was throbbing with a fiery pain. Her hands reached up to find the heavy bandages covering her eyes. "Chakotay?" Tam was starting to panic as her memory began to return of the attack. He didn't answer right away and the edge of her voice became slightly hysterical. "Chakotay?" "I'm here, Tam." He said as he slipped off the bed and stood next to her. He caught both of her creamy hands in his dark hands and felt her calm down a bit. "Will I see again, Handsome?" Tam asked with some panic and fear in her voice. "I don't know, Tam." His voice sounded false to him as tears ran down his face again over the guilt at his failure to protect her. "Chakotay, what happened?" Tamara demanded sensing his distress through his hands shaking. "Nothing. I'm fine," he muttered just wanting to forget about it and go take a shower. He felt dirty and used. Letting go of her hands, he went back to his own bed not wanting anyone's help. Growing furious, Tamara called on her own healing powers to her eyes and face feeling the cool power wash over her. She could see bits of light coming under the bandages and pulled them off blinking furiously as the bright light stung her eyes. Adjusting to the light, she looked over and saw Chakotay sitting like a lump on his bed. "Tell me." "Great spirits, no." Chakotay blurted out as he looked up and saw the diagonal scar running across her right forehead, across her nose and down her left eye and cheek. Her green eyes met the horror in his dark eyes and her self esteem shattered. `Oh, gods! I must look like a monster to him.' Throwing the sheet over her head, she curled up sobbing quietly. It took a full moment of the impact of his words and actions to register on his brain. The scar across her lovely face had taken him by surprise and his careless remark had hurt her deeply. He needed to apologize for his carelessness. "Tam, please forgive me. I should never have said that. Talk to me, please." He was begging and it only caused her to kick at him driving him back and her crying to become harder. Tears sprang to his eyes as he slid to the floor helpless in his guilt and shame. "Why is Mommy crying, Father?" Kathryn's voice came from behind Chakotay. "I don't know, but I intend to find out. Isn't that right, Boy Toy?" Deevick's snake like voice sounded in his ear sending a cold chill down the big bronze man's spine. "Yes, sir." "Father, Mommy needs to go home to finish healing. Send her home now." Kathryn said simply as a command. "As you wish, my dear." Deevick responded. "Boy Toy, pack her bags and bring the cloaks now." Chakotay stood up, said, "Yes, sir." And fled from the infirmary. Deevick's car dropped Chakotay, Tamara and their baggage off just outside the house on the front lawn. Chakotay left the baggage on the lawn as he carried the sedated Tamara into the house. The hood of her cloak was pulled tight over her head and face because she wouldn't let anyone see her scarred face including Chakotay. He took her upstairs and laid her out on the bed leaving her alone. Going outside for the bags, he felt Andy brush by him on his way to his mistress. She woke up when Andy jumped on the bed and wiggled his excitement by lying on top of her. Andy snuffled at the hood covering her face, but she pushed him away while she loosened the hood and let her hands fell the deep ridge of the scar. A fresh set of tears ran down her face and turning towards the wall, she indulged in another bout of self-pity. Chakotay stood in the doorway listening and watching helplessly as Tamara cried some more. He would like to go in and snap her out of it but the furball's growl kept him in the doorway. He talked and shouted at her, but she refused to even acknowledge his presence. On the third morning of their return home, Chakotay awoke to find Tamara standing in the doorway to his room. She flinched a little when he stared at her scarred face, but otherwise was acting normal again. There was no head covering, no veil; she was not hiding from the world. He wondered what had brought her around of her self-pity. "Come on, Chakotay. Let's get going." Tamara said cheerfully. "Or may I help you?" "What kind of help are you offering?" He smiled as he pushed his blankets off and got up from the bed naked. His bronze body took her breath away for a moment. "Very nice, handsome," Tamara quipped as she felt some serious arousal in her center, but she kept her composure. She just stood in the doorway and admired the scenery as he reached for his trousers. "It's very tempting to have you stay naked all day so I can admire the assets." "You wouldn't," he squeaked at the idea. "It's an idea I would like to think about," Tamara said itching to run her hands all over his body especially that gorgeous ass. She made herself stick to her promise that she would not take him unless he came to her. Turning, she headed for the kitchen and breakfast of bread, fruit and heartleaf tea. Chakotay appeared fully clothed and helped himself to some breakfast and tea. "What's with the mood charge all of a sudden?" He tore a roll in half. "I've had my pity party and now it's time to get up and get going. Life's too short to worry about a new scar," she nibbled on a piece of fruit. The scar was red and angry looking over her forehead. "Let's get to the office, handsome." ************ They fell into routine of working at the clinic and with the children. Chakotay's reputation as a storyteller grew and Tamara watched from the sidelines at how good he was with the children and patiently answered their questions. Days turned into weeks and Chakotay found himself thinking less of Voyager and her Captain. He watched Tamara as she helped the children with their injuries and kissed their tears away. He stood in the background and saw her power bring life into the world and heal the mothers. When a baby was stillborn, he held her while she cried. Some days, he carried her home because she had overused her energy and her body simply shut down to refresh itself in sleep. The time for her monthly trip to the palace came she left him behind with Andy as company. It was a quiet time and he enjoyed the few days of freedom, but he was even happier when she returned from her visit with Kathryn. They soon settled into routine again. *********** Week Eight Tuvok was made First Officer and kept his Tactical Officer job as well while Greg Ayala was made Lt. in charge of Security. Tom Paris was made Beta Shift Leader but kept his position as Chief Helmsman while Harry Kim was put on as Gamma Shift Leader and more junior officers were brought onto the bridge for training under Tuvok. The loss of Chakotay was felt deeply throughout the ship and morale was down despite Neelix's best efforts. Despite his love for B'Elanna, Tom was more subdued these days as he realized how deeply he felt for the Maquis Captain. He gave his full attention to B'Elanna and loved her as much as he could. B'Elanna broke down and cried while she helped Kathryn pack up Chakotay's things for storage in the bowels of the ship. ************ At the end of the fifth month since his capture, Tamara was again getting ready for her monthly trip to the palace to see Kathryn. She was also taking Andy for his annual checkup with the genetic scientists. Chakotay was fussing in the kitchen in a snit because she refused to take him along. She didn't want a repeat of the last time he was at the palace. "Please, Tam. Let me come with you." He was nearly begging. His sixth sense was going off. "This doesn't feel right." "No, Chakotay. If you feel that bad about staying here alone, go stay up in the clinic. Gotta go," she said over the roar of the landing hover car. Kissing him bye, she whistled for Andy and entered the car, which took off as soon as the hatch closed. Chakotay watched in dread as the car disappeared into the eastern sky and he headed into the house to get a bag packed. Tamara's idea of going to the clinic sounded good to him, he could use her computer terminal in some more research. "Hello, Boy Toy," Prince Deevick said who was seated at the kitchen table drinking some tea. Chakotay turned to run but the Prince had six of his best guards as they surrounded him. He surrendered without a fight. A cold knot formed in his gut as he was turned to face the prince and kneeled in front of his black shinning boots. "I informed you of what would happen if the Healer was permanently damaged because of your failure to protect her," Deevick said coldly. Chakotay kept his eyes down and the guilt rolled over him, "Yes, Prince." An additional guard appeared in the doorway. "Sire, the Healer is at the Palace and the perimeter is secure. You may proceed without risk." "Thank you, Hedley." The prince stood up and straightened his dark jacket. "Strip him, boys and secure him to the beam here." His forearms were secured to the beam in the ceiling while his ankles were secured to the floor and his golden skin gleaned with sweat and fear. Leaning his head against his right arm, Chakotay watched as Deevick approached him. Deevick lifted Chakotay's face and kissed him full on the mouth and used his other hand to grab his ass. Chakotay recoiled in horror at the invasion, but he couldn't get away. There was another pair of hands starting to stroke his genitalia while a third pair began to massage his back. He began to jerk and buck in terror against the invasion of his body. Between Deevick and the guard behind him, they slipped a gag into his mouth and fastened it with straps behind his head. Next, a blindfold was slipped over his eyes. "First, we paddle that beautiful ass to warm it up. Thank twenty-five lashes for his punishment and for the rest of it, we'll play as we go along, boys." Laughed Deevick as she backed away and sat down at the kitchen table to watch. Horrified, Chakotay could only moan helplessly as the first blow was struck. ************ End of Part Two ************ ~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~ ASCEM messages are copied to a mailing list. Most recent messages can be found at http://groups.yahoo.com/group/ASCEML. NewMessage: