Lines Crossed Chapter Fifteen
GRID Traveler Trinity: Lines Crossed
Author: J Carrell Jones
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Chapter 15
Chapter 15
Cookie placed a stack of raisin oatmeal cookies at the center of the briefing table. He, Ga Ka, Karolina, and Adriana were waiting for Fielders. Adriana set the meeting for six bells afternoon watch. It was now seven bells afternoon watch.
Karolina signed, “Adri, the scuttle is Fielders was spitting nails when she got the transmit.” She reached across the table, grabbed a cookie, took a bit and said, “Damn, Cookie. How come you never made these for crew?”
Cookie smiled. He had taken a bite of his own cookie. “Been waiting the entire war to break out this recipe. When the war ended I waited for a chance to grab berth with a science vessel. That never happened. GRID stopped running explorers by then and decommissioned all the science fleets.”
Karolina said, “What about civilian?”
He nodded, “And compete with young, brighter minds.”
Adriana blushed.
“Glad I waited though . . .”
Adriana sat and listened to Cookie and Karolina talk. She could hear the hurt and relief in Cookie’s voice. He waited. For years. She reached over and took a cookie. The texture was unreal. She had never touched an oatmeal cookie before. And the raisins, plump, dotted the surface like embedded meteorites. She took a bit and tasted . . . ecstasy.
Then Fielders’ walked into the conference room.
Adriana had made up her mind minutes ago. Her Mother prepped her for moments like this. She said, ‘Never give a selfish person a chance to be selfish a second time.’
Adriana and Fielders locked gaze.
“Lieutenant, you’re late.”
Fielders walked up to the table. She hadn’t known Cookie to be a science type. She was thinking how easy it’ll be to run this new department. In one week’s time she’d be running this operation like her personal circle.
Adriana sized Fielders up. Selfish.
Fielders was about to sit when Adriana cleared her throat.
“No need to sit, Lieutenant.”
“Pardon, me?” Fielders answered.
“Late and you can’t hear. I will repeat myself.” And she slowly said, “No. Need. To. Sit.”
“What?!” Fielders frowned. She hadn’t anticipated a challenge. She heard that Adriana was the Captain’s niece and that he handed her the command to the new science division. Scuttle was nasty, but the Captain had too much credit for it to turn bitter. There were more protectors than protractors and the scuttle moved on. As a new officer she figured Adriana would make the mistake of a noob. “I’m sorry, I’m late. I won’t . . .”
“Do it again? Not with me you won’t.” And Adriana finished her cookie and took another one.
Everyone stared at the smaller mound of cookies. The room was thick with tension.
“Look, I really am sorry, ma’am. I just . . .”
“ . . . does not matter, Lieutenant.” Adriana rapidly tapped out a transmit to personnel. “I’m rescinding your orders. You may go back to Bay Maintenance.”
“But . . . “
Adriana stood up and summoned all her will to stare Fielders in the eye. Fielders, to her credit, stared back. Adriana leaned forward and lowered her head slightly. She was determined to win this battle. “Lieutenant, you’re dismissed.”
Fielders dropped her gaze. Battle lost. This Lieutenant just handed her a spanking and wasn’t going to give her an inch of movement. She did what she could and collected what dignity she had left.
As the door slid closed on a receding Fielders did Adriana allow herself to relax and sit.
Cookie pushed the tray of cookies toward Adriana, who took another cookie.
“Okay, everyone,” Adriana began, “Let’s get started.”
The door slid tight behind a furious Fielders. She told herself she only left because of Cookie. Then reality stepped in. She was rejected. ”Fuck!” Fielders spat. “Fuck!” She said again as she stomped her way back to her quarters. Dismissed by that bitch. Captain’s niece or not she was going to pay. She had all of Bay Maintenance at her disposal, where accidents can happen at any time to anyone. Fielders smiled as she had some solace in her revengeful thoughts. Adriana crossed the line. Unacceptable!
Karolina said, “Adri, shit! You just kicked her ass with a look! Priceless!” Her laughter was infectious.
Ga Ka nodded, “She had it coming. I’m glad you released her. I was worried she’d damage another department.” He let out a nervous laugh.
Adriana nodded, “She was very selfish. Not just to me, but to you guys as well. I should have listened to everyone who warned me about her, but I just didn’t know.”
Cookie said, “Lieutenant, you gave her the most important test of all and she failed. Her arrogance did her in. Now, will she learn from this? Probably not. Should you worry? Maybe a little bit . . .”
Adriana scowled, “Worry?”
Cookie answered, “Yes. All organisms potentially carry cancerous cells. The Johnson is no exception. Lieutenant Fielders is cancer. Right now it’s contained in her circle, but like cancer she may not be thinking rationally. If, for whatever reason, you have to go to Bay area, bring one of us.”
“Cookie! What are you saying?”
“Bay Area is a dangerous place. Shuttles and vehicles moving about. Accidents are not common but they do happen.”
Adriana nodded. She won the first battle. Could she win more and survive the war? “Thanks, Cookie.”
Fielders stormed through the door. “Fuck!”
Stane was relaxing on his bunk. He sat up with a start. “Goddess!”
“That bitch is gonna pay, and pay, and pay!”
Stane sighed. This wasn’t going to end well he thought. “Goddess, what can I get you?”
“Get me? Get me?!”
Stane swallowed. It had been a long time since Gibrealla was this mad.
“Get me?! Get me the box.”
Stane swallowed again, hard. He walked over to her desk and keyed in the passcode on one bottom drawer. It popped opened. A black box sat in the middle. Stane reached down and lifted it up. He walked over to Gibrealla, handed it to her and knelt down.
Fielders took the lid off and pulled out a large black strap-on dildo. She looked down at his submissive face and said, “Who am I?”, as she effortlessly slid into the harness. She turned on the tiny vibrator motor that rested on the end touching her. Even through layers of clothing the little engine would do its magic.
Stane faced the large dildo.
Fielders grabbed the back of his hair, but he said nothing. She liked it when he resisted a little. “Who am I, bitch?!?”
Stane didn’t say a word. He could feel himself getting hard. He liked this as much as she did. They both knew it and it made for better sex.
Fielders gave him a back hand across his jaw. “Bitch, say it! Say it!”
The inside of his mouth stung from the blow. She really was mad and might possibly hurt him. She struck again and yelled. He had to time it just right before she went over the edge.
Fielders lifted him up and shoved him onto his bunk. She snatched his uniform neck latch off and forced his top down. “Who am I?!?”
Stane said nothing but took another slap to the face. When Fielders yanked his uniform down to his knees his hard-on was rock solid and he knew his was close.
Fielders was about to punch Stane when he softly said, “Goddess.” She relaxed her hand and said, “I didn’t hear you.”
Stane answered, “Goddess. You are my Goddess. There is no one more beautiful.” She gave him another slap and he moaned. She grabbed his jaw hard and kissed him. His lip was cut from a tooth.
Fielders straightened up and stared down, “Eat it.” She demanded.
Stane pressed his lips tight.
“Eat it you goddamn fucking twink ladyboy!”
He refused. She would have to do better.
She pulled hard the back of his head by the hair and gave him two quick slaps to the face. “So fickin, to me, I will beat you senseless. Eat it!”
He briefly opened his mouth then shut it again.
Fielders rapidly slapped him twice again. ”Eat it or I swear I’ll force you to eat this meat!”
He opened his mouth slightly.
“Eat it Lady boy! Eat it!”
He pressed his lips to the dildo’s tip. Testing its feel.
Fielders yelled, “Eat it!” and she shoved the dildo passed his lips, nearly gagging him.
Stane sucked hungrily.
“That’s right ,” She said, “Suck this bitch and get it wet.”
Stane licked the length of the shaft and deep throated the dildo.
Fielders grabbed the back of Stane’s head with both hands and rapidly pumped hard. She imaged she was gagging Adriana. “What’s my name, bitch?”
Stane tried to slow Fielders down.
“What’s my name, you little bitch?!?”
Stane tried to talk but couldn’t. He gagged and coughed up mucus.
Fielders relaxed her grip and pulled the dildo away. “Slut bitch, what’s my name?”
Stane coughed. He took a deep breath and coughed up mucus again.
“What’s my name?!?” Fielders screamed.
Stane whispered, “Goddess.”
“What?”
“Goddess,” he said louder.
“What?!?”
“Goddess! You are Goddess!”
Fielders smiled. The tiny dildo motor hummed nicely and she was building to a good climax. She rolled Stane over. “Spread those cheeks, bitch.”
On his knees, with his face on the bed, he grabbed his cheeks and spread. He could feel the dildo’s tip. He relaxed and it slipped in effortlessly.
Fielders pumped slowly at first. The motor hummed bringing her to the edge. She grabbed Stane’s hip and rapidly pumped as the little motor did its job and took her over the cliff.
Stane grabbed himself and furiously stroked. When Fielders screamed from her orgasm he squeezed himself tightly as his hand pumped harder and within seconds jismed on his bedding.
Both collapsed exhausted.
Fielders pushed herself up. She slipped out of the dildo and staggered over to her bed. She started to drift off to a blissful sleep when she said, “Tomorrow I’ll be bottom.”
Stane muffled, “Bottom you. Me top. Fuck yeah Goddess.”
Both fell promptly asleep.