**The Importance of Discipline**

(c) 2011 GingerM

*Like fragile bubbles, the universes press close together, touching yet separate. In one, starships roam the galaxy, seeking, exploring... in another, those same starships fare forth bent on conquest... the ships of the Empire.*

(Continued from Chapter 4)

Moreau's eyes widened as Kirk's words sunk in. "You mean... it's a slave, for God's sake! It shouldn't even be in Starfleet!" Her voice rose in her outrage, which seemed to amuse Kirk even more. Now his phaser tracked on Moreau.

"So are you, far as I'm concerned," he replied, a cruel sneer twisting his lips. "Only difference is, you're *my* slave. And if I want to see another slave fucking you, then that's what will happen, got it?" He looked back at Rhiannon, whose ankles were still bound to the rape frame. "Tell you what, Lieutenant - I'm going to give the Commander her knife back. If you can take it away from her, you can do what you like. Marlena," he turned to the raven-haired Commander, "you hang on to your knife if you can, and if you think you can cut her cock off..."

He stepped back to the corner of the bedroom, keeping his phaser trained on both women, then drew his dagger and tossed it, hilt-first toward Moreau.

The second he let fly, Rhiannon ducked, scrabbling at the bindings on hir ankles. A sudden shifting of shadows warned hir that Moreau had caught the knife and leaping to attack. Kirk's appreciative chuckle floated across the room as the herm officer ducked under Moreau's wild slashing strike, only to turn to an explosive *whoof!* as the lieutenant's fist slammed into her side, knocking the wind out of her for a moment. With a loud cry, Moreau landed awkwardly on the edge of the bed, sliding off onto the floor. Rhiannon put the precious seconds shi had bought to good use - one ankle was free, the other binding loosened as Moreau recovered and moved in again, more cautiously this time. The equine officer pivoted, still tied to the spot, assuming a defensive crouch as shi watched hir opponent carefully.

Moreau realized that a straight-out assault wasn't going to work and came in more scientifcally this time, weaving and feinting, her dagger moving in a swift, distracting pattern - *but only her arms,* Rhiannon realized, watching the unfolding pattern. *Her center never moves...* Moreau sidled closer, her blade flashing - Rhiannon was peripherally aware of Kirk leaning in the corner, watching and enjoying the show, his cock stiffening - and the horse-herm saw the opening shi wanted, lunging in a spinning kick that connected solidly with Moreau's stomach, sending the smaller woman flying back against the bulkhead.

"Nice work, Lieutenant!" Kirk applauded while Rhiannon finished freeing hir other foot. Growling low in hir throat, shi advanced on Moreau, hir ears swivelling back, teeth bared in a snarl. The Commander dove over the bed, dropping to the floor on the far side and Rhiannon moved to follow, only to find hirself staring into the emitter of a type 2 phaser. *I'm dead* flashed through hir mind as shi saw the phaser was set to kill, then a shrill whine sounded and the blue nimbus of a phaser stun surrounded Moreau, dropping her in her tracks.

"Ah ah ah, Lieutenant - no cheating on your part, either," Kirk admonished, his phaser now aimed at hir. He reached into his sash, tossed hir his agonizer. "Wake her up." He kept his weapon trained on hir as shi moved to the commander's side. "Nasty, nasty!" he chided hir with a grin as shi set the portable device to its highest setting and set it squarely over one nipple. Moreau spasmed, coming awake with a gasping scream. Rhiannon skipped back as Moreau flung the device aside and scrambled to hir feet. "That's what you get for cheating,  Marlena," Kirk drawled. "Now pick up the phaser nice and easy and pass it to me. Then you two can carry on."

Rhiannon rolled back across the bed as the other officer did his bidding, then grinned ferally. Moreau shifted the dagger to her other hand and came around the end of the bed, moving low and fast. She moved more fluidly this time, and Rhiannon found her center moving too much - shi tried another kick, but Moreau twisted out of the way and the dagger came slashing down the back of Rhiannon's calf, just missing the tendons. Shi hissed as pain shot through hir. Moreau was smaller and not a skilled fighter, but she was smart and learning fast, and the dagger offset Rhiannon's advantage in height and strength. Shi backed away now, letting Moreau come to hir while shi tried to figure a plan. *I need an edge, any edge...* Then it came to hir.

"Come on, Lieutenant, where's that fighting spirit you had a few moments ago?" Kirk mocked hir. "One little cut and now you're afraid?"

"Fuck... you, Sir," shi panted, circling around to the sitting room side of his quarters... and past the rape frame. The frame, while heavy, was portable after a fashion; it simply rested on the carpeted deck. Shi felt one foot on the floor piece, then shi was past - and Moreau stepped over the other floor piece, and Rhiannon bent swiftly and yanked! Caught off-guard, Moreau yelped as the heavy frame foot jolted suddenly, tripping her. Her dagger dropped as she reflexively put out her hands to break her fall, and Rhiannon dove for it, grabbing it, and pegged it hard across the cabin to quiver in the seam between two bulkhead panels.

A grim smile lifted hir lips as shi reversed course, now stalking the smaller woman back into the bedroom. Moreau gulped, scrambling frantically as the taller, stronger herm officer followed hir. The prospect of taking the Captain's woman in front of him had hir she-cock bar-hard again, bobbing and swaying as shi moved in on Moreau. "Come to mama, pretty bitch," shi crooned lustfully, then lunged as Moreau tried to scramble back across the now-thoroughly rumpled bed. Hir hand shot out, catching the other officer's ankle, to drag her by main force back onto the bed.

"You're mine, now, slut," shi hissed, enjoying the fear and shame on Moreau's face - clearly she was remembering the last time Rhiannon had her helpless, the feeling of her pussy being brutally violated by the horse-herm's mighty girlcock. This time Rhiannon forced Moreau down on the bed, using hir height and weight ruthlessly, twisting the smaller woman's arm cruelly and kneeing her legs apart. "Been here before, haven't you?" shi chuckled as once again shi pressed hir wicked staff against Moreau's defenceless cunt, smearing preseminal fluid over her pussy lips, then plunged in.

Moreau screamed as Rhiannon's black pole speared in once again, thrusting savagely, and from the corner of the bedroom, Kirk whistled as he witnessed the raw, primal lust of the junior officer. If anything, shi was even more an elemental force than the first time shi had fucked Moreau; the humiliation of being bound and cock-gagged, the pain of the knife wound on hir leg, all came boiling to the surface in a shuddering, red-tinged haze of hatred and lust, and for the moment there was nothing human at all in the green eyes blazing with terrible ferocity as shi used hir she-stallion cock to pummel Moreau's gaping, reddened twat mercilessly.

The commander's voice, raw and hoarse with fear and pain and rage, subsided from shrieks and screams to helpless, terrified whimpering and sobbing. Rhiannon snarled hir satisfaction, lifting one of the woman's legs to give hir better access, hir heavy black balls slapping against Moreau's ass with cruel smacks, hir thick-veined member squelching with every deep, rutting stroke. Hir breasts heaved as shi panted and gasped hir dominance and lust, and there was silence from Kirk as he witnessed his woman being fucked as he could never hope to fuck her, watching her repeated impalement on a prick that dwarfed his own, by a stallion-woman bent on not simply mounting, but utterly dominating hir opponent, using hir heavy cock as a weapon to bludgeon the commander into abject submission.

"Nnggh... unnghgh!!" shi grunted, picking up the pace. "Show you... Captain..." shi hissed, hir voice ugly with hate, "show *her*... who, what... she is!" Shi looked toward him for a moment, with an expression only the most deluded could have called a smile. "This... *this* is how... you knock her up!" and as shi gasped out 'up', shi shuddered deeply. Moreau's sobs rose to a scream again, and Rhiannon turned slightly, deliberately giving Kirk a front-row view; let him see hir thick black fuck-muscle buried in his woman's cunt, let him see that mighty tube flexing, expanding and Moreau's despairing shrieks as the chestnut herm orgasmed, firing thick ropes of jism into hir powerless tormentor. That massive shaft bucked, the horse-herm taking deep, powerful thrusts, grunting with each eruption as hir cum-bloated balls slapped Moreau's ass harshly. Kirk gaped as that monstrous, inhuman spear pistoned over and over again into his woman, black and slick and gleaming with her fuck juices, and soon the bubbling semen began spurting from Moreau's gaping twat as Rhiannon's she-cock belched a load nature intended for a horse, not a human.

Determined to ensure Moreau never again dared to torment hir, Rhiannon pulled hirself out, a gush of spooge following the flared knob, and the dripping, meaty head slapped the commander's butt as the herm officer changed hir aim... and forced hirself into Moreau's ass. A long, shuddering scream ripped from the raven-haired woman's throat as hir free hand sought to fend off the inhuman intruder assaulting her rear, but Rhiannon only twisted her arm further and rammed again, forcing hir cum-slicked, jizz-spurting equine fuckpole into the woman's butt. Thick, gelatinous semen drooled from Moreau's horse-wrecked pussy as that incredible cock brutalized her ass savagely, pumping the rest of the stallion-cocked woman's horse-load in her rectum - a cum enema. Impaled on that ass-mauling shaft, the commander slumped, her dark eyes wet with tears, her spirit broken under the lieutenant's rage-fuelled assault while the equine officer's black tool pistoned into her relentlessly, forcing horse-girl spooge in thick spurting sqirts around the glistening stallion-cock plundering her bum.

"Holy... shit..." Kirk whispered, real awe in his voice. "I never... I mean... I thought you'd just... fuck her..." He looked from Rhiannon as shi finally drained hirself and pulled hir slick, cum-stained horse weapon out, to Moreau's crumpled form, horse sperm leaking from her violated holes in thick, dribbling globs. His phaser drooped at his side, completely forgotten. "Now, 'Captain'," shi hissed as shi turned toward him, the wildness thick in hir voice, "there's one thing more..." An unholy smile turned hir lips up as shi stalked toward him, hir gleaming, cum-drooling black stallion-shaft swaying hypnotically with every step...