A Commanding Weakness Ch. 02

Captain Vasser leaned closer. "Would you like to touch it?" she whispered.

Dr. Hiraga's nodding turned furious. She needed to, desperately.

Captain Vasser stretched out her arm, offering it to the breathless doctor.

Hand trembling, Dr. Hiraga reached out and touched the captain's latex-coated forearm. Immediately, she gasped. That first little touch was like a baptism. The rubber was impossibly, alluringly smooth, and the way it flexed, just slightly, under pressure, wrapping the light around her fingertip in a golden halo, was mesmerizing. Dr. Hiraga was in awe. It was even better than she'd always dreamed.

But the best part of all was that it was real. You couldn't do this with hardlight holograms. They couldn't quite get the texture just right. Dr. Hiraga knew. She'd tried, when she'd attempted to program something just like this into her secret, shameful little holodeck fantasy involving the captain.

And now, all of that was coming true.

"Oh my god," Dr. Hiraga breathed. "I can't believe... it's so..."

"Why stop there?" Captain Vasser's voice was breathy and low, her commanding tones made into a cougar's purr. "I'm all yours."

She stepped even closer, so close she was practically straddling Dr. Hiraga's lap. The captain reached down and took hold of the stunned doctor's wrists and guided them onto her body - one to her chest, perilously close to her breasts, the other around to cup her ass.

Dr. Hiraga didn't resist. She didn't protest. She was beyond that. She wasn't thinking about medical propriety, or professionalism, or Alliance military regulations about fraternization. She was just thinking about her captain's body, and how it looked wrapped in this amazing, shiny rubber. Every touch was freshly intoxicating, and left her needing more.

Her fingers moved. She found herself touching, reaching, groping. She couldn't help it. The way the latex felt as it moved beneath her fingertips was ecstasy. Dr. Hiraga wanted nothing more than to keep going. To keep touching. To keep admiring Captain Vasser like this. To lose herself in the moment forever.

Worries about what was real and how this was possible were the furthest things from her mind. If this was a dream, she decided, she simply wanted to go on dreaming forever.

"Mmmff," Captain Vasser purred, as Dr. Hiraga explored her latex-clad body. "This feels amazing, doctor. You have no idea. I'm so glad I can share this with you."

"M-me... t-too..." Dr. Hiraga whimpered. Her whole body was on fire. She couldn't control herself. She was overwhelmed.

Captain Vasser stood over her, legs slightly apart, back arched as she presented herself obscenely for Dr. Hiraga's attention. The doctor couldn't look away. In the low, intimate light, even the slightest move Captain Vasser made as she breathed or adjusted her position made shimmers race across the surface of her bodysuit. It was the most beautiful thing Dr. Hiraga had ever seen. The woman she admired most, in the fetish gear that drove her crazy. She couldn't imagine a better model for her adored latex.

"Isn't it beautiful?" Captain Vasser murmured, as if to herself. "Sometimes I feel like I could stare at it for hours."

Dr. Hiraga nodded in agreement, spellbound.

"It does something wonderful to me," Captain Vasser confessed, in a low, soothing voice. "It's like my mind goes blank. Like I can't think. Like I don't want to think."

"Yeah..." Dr. Hiraga breathed. It was exactly like that.

"It's such a relief, for women like us," Captain Vasser mused. "We lead such stressful lives, don't we? We're both responsible for so many people, here on the Inyx. There are no days off for us. Not really. And that makes anything that can help us to switch off our minds even more blissful."

Dr. Hiraga nodded. She'd never quite thought about it like that, but now that her captain was saying it, it made perfect sense. This was blissful.

"Just look at it, in the light," Captain Vasser went on. "Look at the latex. Look at how it reflects the light when I move." She flexed her arm, demonstrating. "Every time, it's like a new pattern. A new work of art. Couldn't you just lose yourself to it?"

"Mhm," Dr. Hiraga murmured. Speaking seemed like it would take too much effort. The doctor was completely, singularly focused on the latex Captain Vasser was wearing.

"And the sensation," Captain Vasser went on, "that's even better, isn't it? Even more blissful. Even more relaxing. Keep touching, doctor. I want you to touch me."

Dr. Hiraga was obeying her without even thinking about it. She fell into a rhythm, moving her hands back and forth, up and down, along Captain Vasser's body.

"Yes, just like that," Captain Vasser said approvingly. Her approval felt like a warm glow. "Focus, doctor. Focus on how it feels under your fingertips. So smooth. So sleek. Isn't there something incredibly relaxing about just touching it?"

"Y... yeah..." Dr. Hiraga sighed. There really was. Losing herself to the sensation was effortless.

"That's right." Captain Vasser nodded. "No need to think. No need to speak. Only touch. Only feel. Only relax."

Now that she was so completely focused, every part of Dr. Hiraga's body was starting to feel heavy and limp. It didn't bother her. It barely registered. She was totally relaxed.

"Let your breathing get nice and slow for me," Captain Vasser urged. Her voice was so soothing and so authoritative. Listening to her was effortless. "It'll help you to relax. You want that, don't you, doctor? To relax?"

Dr. Hiraga just nodded slowly.

"Then listen to me," Captain Vasser told her. "I'll guide you. Breathing slowly. Sinking. Relaxing. Allowing my latex to lull you into a nice, deep, relaxed state. You're already so close. I promise you, it's going to feel wondrous."

Dr. Hiraga felt a little like she was falling asleep. Her vision was starting to blur and telescope, and everything was starting to fade. Everything except for her captain's words. Those were as vivid as ever, and she couldn't help but obey.

"I think you're ready, doctor," Captain Vasser whispered. "I'm sure you know what a trance is. On my count of three, you're going to slip into a trance for me. Are you ready?"

Dr. Hiraga nodded again. She wasn't thinking.

"Three," Captain Vasser counted. "Two. One. And... zero. Sink for me, doctor."

As soon as she counted 'zero', the doctor went slack. She felt like a puppet whose strings had just been cut. She felt nothing.

Captain Vasser fell silent as she watched the hypnotized doctor. Then, a few moments later, across the holographic room, the air started to ripple. After a moment more, the ripple resolved itself into a figure: a hardlight hologram of a short woman in punk clothing, with dyed, vivid green, side-shaven hair and an unbelievably smug, shit-eating grin.

It was Wasp. The vandal-hacker the Inyx was supposed to be in pursuit of.

"Wow," she remarked. "That was fucking hot."

At her appearance, Captain Vasser started swaying not so differently from how the hypnotized Dr. Hiraga was swaying. Wasp noticed that at once.

"Hey, captain," she said, grin impossibly wide. "At attention, babe."

Captain Vasser immediately snapped to attention, her spine perfectly stiff and upright. All the emotion drained from her face, and she turned towards Wasp and offered the hacker a crisp, military salute.

Wasp laughed. "Fuck. I never get tired of making her do that."

Something flickered in Dr. Hiraga's eyes as she watched Wasp defile her beloved captain's dignity. Deep down she was struggling to rouse herself, but she had fallen so very far.

Wasp seemed to notice Dr. Hiraga's faint comprehension. She waltzed over to the doctor and struck a theatrical pose.

"Surprised?" she asked. "I'm sure you know who I am. Let me give you the cliff notes: I've been in your ship's systems for a while, and in your captain's head for just as long. I exploited all her naughty little fantasies about hypnosis and domination - exactly like she just did to you."

Dr. Hiraga whimpered and twitched. She still couldn't think or rouse her heavy limbs.

"She's a lot more shameless about them than you," Wasp commented. "Made whole libraries of her wet dreams right here on the holodeck. You couldn't bring yourself to finish one single scenario. Good taste, though! Latex? That's fun. And the captain? She really is a dish, isn't she? When she told me you were onto us, I just had to go for it."

Wasp licked her lips as she glanced thoughtfully between her victims.

"I hope getting to have a little fun with her was as good as you'd imagined," she added. "And, who knows? Maybe I'll let you two have some more fun together. I'm sure Vasser here will be nice and eager."

At that, Dr. Hiraga stirred. Something about Wasp's words offended her. Captain Vasser would never be eager. Not her. This was all Wasp, forcing her. Captain Vasser had always looked after her crew fiercely.

"Nnhgg..." she managed, her tongue drooling out of her mouth. "Nnnottt..."

"Awwww, wow!" Wasp simply giggled at her predicament. "So loyal! You really are down bad for her. I'd hoped so. Those old, buried, half-finished holodeck files of yours made it clear that you have such a high opinion of your captain." She bent at the hips, putting her face menacingly close to the doctor's. "But I've got bad news for you, doc: she really was very, very eager."

Wasp waltzed around behind Captain Vasser, still frozen like a statue in her saluting pose. Under the guidance of Wasp's hands, though, she spread her legs and did nothing to resist as Wasp carefully unzipped the front of her latex bodysuit between her thighs. And when Wasp's hand plunged underneath the rubber and started molesting her, the captain shuddered with unmistakable pleasure.

Dr. Hiraga went completely still. The sight of the criminal they were hunting groping the captain she adored was ghoulish. But, despite herself, she was still mercilessly aroused. She couldn't help it. She couldn't stop admiring the latex.

Wasp gave herself a few long moments to enjoy the experience, before pulling away and holding up her hand for Dr. Hiraga to inspect.

Her fingertips were dripping wet. Captain Vasser was unbelievably turned on from what she'd just done to her ship's doctor.

Dr. Hiraga let out a low, pitiful moan.

"I guess I'm the only one around here who knows what Captain Vasser is really like," Wasp giggled. "See, she's not just a girl with a wild side. She's a real freak. It goes all the way to her bones. For her, the more twisted the better. I should know; I've perused all her favorites. And let me tell you: being hypnotized and forced to betray someone who trusts her? That does it for our girl like nothing else."

Dr. Hiraga wanted to deny it, but even if she'd been able to muster the words, they would have sounded hollow. Captain Vasser's wetness spoke for itself. So did the telltale blush of arousal in her cheeks.

The doctor was sure that, on some level, Captain Vasser hated what was happening. But on another, she clearly loved it.

"You're almost as much of a freak, though," Wasp monologued to the helpless doctor. "Just a little more repressed. But like I said, good taste. Once I had her synthesize her new latex, I couldn't get over it. Fuck, who knew the straight-laced cap would look so good?"

She started groping Captain Vasser all over, her hands gripping and tugging and squeezing as she roamed over the captain's body. The way Wasp groped her was nothing like Dr. Hiraga's slow, careful, reverent touch. Glee glinted in the hacker's eyes as she mauled Captain Vasser's tits and slapped her ass, all while the hypnotized captain responded with nothing more than a blush and a faint whimper. The level of control Wasp wielded over her was terrifying, and it was clear she absolutely loved getting to show it off for an audience.

"Don't worry," Wasp jeered, catching the faint look in Dr. Hiraga's blank eyes. "She's enjoying herself! Aren't you, babe?"

Captain Vasser didn't reply.

"Aw, c'mon." Wasp feigned a pout and giggled. "Trust me, I can tell she's practically creaming herself. Hey, captain! Show the doc how much fun you're having. Smile for us. Nice and bright. That's an order."

Dr. Hiraga failed to suppress a rush of arousal as she watched Captain Vasser's entire face light up in a broad, bright grin. The expression was so obviously artificial as to be ghoulish, and the way it didn't reach her blank, entranced eyes made the captain look almost goofy. But nonetheless, especially with the way she was blushing, it gave her the look of someone caught in a moment of eager, stupid, mind-breaking pleasure.

Given what she was wearing, Dr. Hiraga couldn't help but find the spectacle incredibly, unbearably hot.

"Perfect!" Wasp drawled. She slipped her hand back into the unzipped portion of Captain Vasser's bodysuit and pushed two of her hardlight fingertips into the captain's cunt. "Hey, let's finish the look. Cap, throw up a double peace sign. I know you know what that is. That's an order."

Captain Vasser shuddered and moaned faintly as Wasp thrust inside her, but she nonetheless obeyed, lifting both of her hands up and forming a V-shape with her fingertips. Then, when Wasp added another finger, she gasped and her tongue lolled out of her mouth.

In that pose, with that expression on her face, wearing skin-tight latex, she no longer looked anything like the proud, dignified starship captain Dr. Hiraga had always known. Captain Vasser looked defiled. She looked pornographic. She looked like a twisted wet dream come to life.

And it was Dr. Hiraga's wet dream.

She didn't want to be, but she was unbelievably horny. She couldn't tell if her latex fetish was just that strong, or if the hypnosis was simply clouding her mind beyond all sense - or, worse, if some part of her actually liked seeing Captain Vasser this way. Whatever the reason, all she could do was hope Wasp didn't bother to check how wet she was under her uniform.

Wasp was clearly feeling none of the dread or guilt that haunted Dr. Hiraga. Her eyes were alight with a manic thrill as she played with the two older, military women like they were nothing more than dolls. Her wicked grin just kept widening and widening, and her whole body throbbed with enraptured arousal. There was no hint of remorse or restraint. As Dr. Hiraga fought, still, to rouse herself, a horrifying realization started to dawn on her.

Wasp was here, in the Inyx's systems. She had control over Captain Vasser - and now her, the ship's doctor. The kind of damage a person like her could do from this position was unthinkable.

"W-what..." Dr. Hiraga murmured. "What... are y-you going... to do... t-to us?"

Wasp looked at her and giggled - and then shrugged, which was somehow the worst part. "Doc, I have absolutely no idea! I'm not really a grand planner. More of an improvisational type. But now that you mention it..."

She reached out and stroked a fingertip along Dr. Hiraga's cheek. The doctor shivered, but she was still too deeply hypnotized to pull away.

"Just imagining all the things I can do with the Inyx's trusted doctor under my control," Wasp whispered, "gets me so - fucking - hot."

Dr. Hiraga shivered.

"I w-won't..." she tried to protest. "You c-can't... ma-"

"Oh, shhh." Wasp pressed a finger to the doctor's lips. That was all it took to topple her crumbling willpower. "Don't worry, babe. You won't have a choice. Captain Vasser? At ease. Let's finish this."

She stepped back. A little life and feeling returned to Captain Vasser's face and she dropped her hands, but she didn't quite stop grinning, and she seemed completely oblivious to the way she was dripping her own wetness down her thighs.

"Nice and relaxed, doctor," Captain Vasser murmured in that soothing voice of hers, as if nothing had happened. Dr. Hiraga couldn't tell if she even knew Wasp was there. "Keep looking at me. At my latex. Look at the way the light shimmers. Breathe nice and deep."

Dr. Hiraga couldn't help but listen, and within moments she was once again completely mesmerized. There was nothing she could do but let her eyes lose focus from staring at the gorgeous rubber, as her conscious mind and free will finally slipped into the darkness.