III
Ensign Robin Lefler had no real sexual experience. Her years in Star Fleet academy in her early earth standard teenage years left no time for romances. Her on-going romance with Wesley Crusher had yet to be consummated despite an occasional hint. Although she had some curiosity about the act, it wasn’t something she felt a deep need for. Even more so than Wesley, she had gained her education while traveling with her parents. Now at only 18 Earth years old, she was getting her first sexual experience in a way that was beyond horrifying, her trembling young nubile body exposed and helpless to the Borg.
Somehow the fact that she was sexually aroused made the rape by the Borg even worse. Those hateful half mechanical hands kneading her breasts, and those filaments making her nipples so hard they simultaneously hurt and stimulated her. She was perplexed at why that sinuous coil so deliberately elicited sexual arousal, and like all the other women was ashamed at her body’s responses. Underneath that shame an intense curiosity was building.
When the coiled probe penetrated her vagina, she flashed to the only other times something had been inserted there during gynecological exams. She remembered blushing with embarrassment at Dr. Beverley Crusher’s questions about her sexual activity, and admitting she had none. She was doubly embarrassed knowing some of Dr. Crusher’s curiosity had to do with her son Wesley. Her hymen it seems was not intact due to the rigors of training.
She had used her finger on her body a few times, but the few orgasms that resulted seemed disappointingly brief and lacking in intensity. She sensed there was something more inside her waiting to be unleashed, and when the probed left her vagina, her cry of disappointment was louder than most of the other women. It’s insertion in her anus confused her even more and did not curb the arousal still building in her.
Feeling the coil undulating in her bowels with the little bumps on her anus as it moved in and out, Robin watched another device protrude from the Borg drone. Unlike the vast majority of the women of the Enterprise being raped by the Borg, Robin did not make the instantaneous connection of the device to a male penis. She watched with horrid fascination as the ridged device rotated and moved between her widely spread legs. She jerked against the restraints in shock hearing the cacophony of screams from the other women. Suddenly realizing the device was a simulated male sex organ and the drone was intending to copulate with her, Robin began screaming as well, “IT’S TOO BIG!!!!”
The expressionless Borg drone moved closer until the rotating head of the huge device touched her vagina. It leaned its half mechanical body over her, its petrifying half-mechanical lifeless face hovering above hers, and Robin felt the penile head turning and moving her labial lips aside as it excruciatingly slowly entered her. She could feel her vaginal walls painfully stretching as millimeter by millimeter it penetrated taking her virginity. Like the coil, it too was surprisingly warm. The rotating bumps and ridges began making startling contact with her clitoris, and the arousal in her that never subsided peaked again, as she began breathing in gasps her chest heaving under the Borg’s hands. Robin knew her natural secretions lubricated its entry, as if her body was welcoming it in. This didn’t keep her mind from raging against the appalling act.
Moaning now Robin felt her channel filling with the device going deeper until it began pressing against her cervix. The rotating ridges abrading her clit were driving her mad. Her finger had never felt like this. Now it was receding from her body faster than its entry. The Borg drone had pulled its hips back, but then pushed them forward again. The resemblance to copulation was complete, as the Borg drone began thrusting into her, its mechanical penis plunging in and out with increasing speed. The continuous movement both in and out and the rotation was a constant stimulation on her clitoris. The movement inside her bowels of the coil was adding to the stimulation. Images adding to her arousal were flashing in her head of men from her past she had found very sexually attractive.
Robin shook her head back and forth in disbelief at the sensations coursing through her body. She realized her hips were lifting as best she could against the restraints trying to meet each relentless thrust of the Borg’s mechanical penis. The little grunts erupting from her mouth at each thrust had very little to do with pain. It was humiliating knowing her body was responding so completely. She was like a taunt wire on a musical instrument being played helplessly and hopelessly by the Borg.
The tension in her built to incredible heights, but somehow the Borg refused to grant her release. Robin’s head felt like it was going to explode as her body moved involuntarily under the humping Borg, tormenting her body with its insidious mechanical penis. Then her vision went completely white with sparks shooting in her eyes, and her body became painfully rigid. The passion that had been building in her erupted as intense pleasure, her mouth opening with, “AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!”
She gasped several times, and then another wave hit, “AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!”
Her chest heaving it came again, “AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!”
And another, “AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE..OOOOOOOHHHHHHH!!!!”
And yet another, “OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH….MMMMMYYYYY!!!”
Finally after what had to be several minutes it seemed to end as her body went limp except for a few quaking aftershocks. As she regained some composure, Robin could hear other women of the Enterprise around her having orgasms, sporadically screaming them out. She realized the Borg had slowed its lunging into her body, but it had not quite stopped. Still quivering and feeling languorous and satiated, Robin mortifyingly almost felt the desire to chuckle, but then ended up sobbing instead. The presence of the drone standing over her, hips barely moving, and its mechanical penis still sliding very slowly inside her, reminded her of the dire circumstances. Her breathing slowed and her body relaxed even more, and then the device inside her which had slowed, began picking up speed again. The little bumps and ridges began brushing and abrading her clitoris as before, and the desire that really never completely faded began building again. Robin felt her arousal returning, and then the sexual stimulation surged, and she screamed, “OOOOHHHHH NNNNNOOOOO, NOT AGAIN!!!!!! I CAN’T TAKE ANY MORE!!!!!!!”