Disclaimer: All characters of StarGate and StarGate Atlantis belong to their respective writers and MGM. This is a work of fan fiction. I just want to play with them for awhile.

Chapter 27

Susan stared down at the box on the bed and shook her head. “Oh, he has so got to be kidding.”

“No.” Warm hands gripped her from behind and his breath brushed hot and wet against her ear. “I'm not.”

She turned around and looked at him. He was standing there naked, water still dripping from his hair, his long, lean body still wet from the shower. And from the looks of him, extremely hot and aroused. She pushed the box away from her. “When hell freezes over.”

“Are you scared?” He stopped but he was still close enough for her to feel the heat of his body and she shivered when he reached past her and pulled the box to him. He looked at her from under his lashes, his eyes dark and full of hunger.

“Of you? Never.”

“Do you know what I'm going to do to you?” He stepped closer until he was towering over her. Reaching out he undid the ties of her robe and pushed it off of her. It fell to the floor and he kicked it away from her. His eyes roamed over her and just the way his eyes sparked made her nipples hard. “All the dirty nasty things I've got planned?”

“Not that.”

“Yes...I will. And you'll like it.” He reached out to touch her. She started to push his hand away but he gripped her wrist and pulled her against him. Before she could stop him, he'd jerked her hips toward him, one hand holding her tightly while one thumb pushed at her forbidden entrance. He slid a finger into her slick folds, using her own juices to lubricate the wicked spot that his thumb pressed against.

A sly smile crossed his face when she sighed. He cupped the back of her head, kissing her roughly and holding her tight when he pushed his thumb inside of her. She whimpered against his mouth and sighed with pleasure when he let her go. Smiling slyly, he worked his thumb in a little more just to hear her groan. She pressed her forehead against him, her breath stirring the hairs on his chest. She whimpered and clung to him when he moved his thumb inside of her.

“Tell me, Suzie Q...” He whispered against her ear. “Tell me that you don't want my cock stretching you here. Tell me that you don't want me to make you ache and burn...”

Her arms went around his neck and she sank her teeth into his shoulder. She wanted to scream at him to stop it, to just let her go but she couldn't do it. The words were lodged in her throat and she couldn't make them come out.

“Do you want me to stop.” He wriggled his thumb and she moaned. “Answer me, baby. Do you want me to stop?”

She bit her lip and shook her head when he increased the pressure by sliding his thumb in a little more.

“Is that a yes or a no?” His voice was rough, dark and completely wicked. Using his free hand, he smacked her on the ass so hard that she jumped and his thumb slid in even more.

The pressure was almost more than she could stand and damn it if she didn't want more.

“Don't...” She panted, burying her head in his shoulder. “Don't stop...please.”

His laugh was carnal and he kissed her again, rougher and harder, driving his tongue into her mouth and bruising her lips. Finally, he eased his thumb out of her and rested his hands lightly on her hips. “I'm going to enjoy driving every bit of my cock into that sweet tight hole of yours, Suzie Q. Then you'll totally belong to me. Won't you?”

She nodded and he smiled and brushed his fingers over the firm swell of her breasts, pinching her nipples between his thumbs. “Good.” Smiling, he twisted the tiny silver rings until she moaned. “I think we can do without these tonight, Suzie Q. Don't you?”

He unhooked the rings from the belly chain and let them fall. The metal felt cool on her skin and she couldn't help a shiver when he twisted the rings and pulled them loose from her nipples. He reached past her, pulled something from the box and held it up. “Remember this?”

She swallowed hard at the sight of the silver chain dangling from his finger and he laughed. Pressing his hand flat against the soft skin between her breasts, he pushed her back until she was sitting on the edge of the wide bed. Sitting down beside her, he curled one long leg under him and turned so that he was facing her. Bending his head, he curled his warm fingers around her, stroking his thumb over the swollen nipple before he tasted her with his tongue.

Gently, he eased one clamp over her and then he moved to the other breast and did the same. When he was done, he unhooked the belly chain from around her waist and laid it in the jewelry box he'd set beside the bed. Turning back, he eased a hand between her thighs and gently undid the clamp at her clit. A smile crossed his face as he gently stroked his fingers over her. “Someday, baby...I'm going to make this permanent.”

“What about you?” Tentatively, she trailed her fingers over the length of his thigh.

Shaking his head, he pressed a finger to her lips. “Starting now...you don't talk.” Reaching down, he grasped her wrist and pushed her hand away. “Every word...even one little peep and I will add something else to your punishment.”

“But-” Then she stopped and pressed her lips together.

“Too late.” He laughed and trailed a finger over the curve of her jaw. “You just earned a punishment.” Leaning close, he brushed the hair back from her face. “And I have the feeling that before tonight is over with you'll be so thoroughly punished that you won't even be able to walk.”

Getting up from the bed, he padded naked to where he'd left his clothes folded up on the chair. He made her watch as he pulled on his jeans and slid into his shirt. He'd tried to be careful and not let himself get too aroused but still he winced a little when he tucked his erection in and zipped up. His gut tightened at the sight of her sitting there and his cock strained against the front of his pants. Damn it, if he didn't have her and soon...he wasn't even going to last even half the night.

Leaving the top snap undone he slid into his shirt and then slowly walked back to the bed.

He rested his hands on either side of her and pressed his forehead against hers so that they were eye to eye. “First punishment.”

She started to open her mouth then stopped and nodded her head. He smiled and took her hand to help her off the bed. Reaching into the box he took out something that looked like a leather belt and a tube of lube. Her eyes went wide when she saw what was on the belt and excitement flared in his belly. Opening the tube, he lubed up the plug then pressed his hand to the small of her back. “Bend over.”

When she hesitated, he pushed harder. He felt her trembling when she leaned forward and rested her hands on the edge of the bed. He grabbed one of her ass cheeks in his other hand and smiled when her fingers dug into the comforter. “It's a bit small but you'll wear this until I think you're ready to take me.”

She tensed when he pressed the plug against her puckered opening and he smacked her hard across the hip. “Don't tighten up.” He commanded. “It'll just hurt worse if you do.”

She was breathing hard but after a few seconds she did what he said and he slid the plug into her. Beads of sweat had popped up on her skin and he smiled slightly when she sighed and leaned against him as he fastened the belt firmly around her waist to hold the plug in place.

“Turn and look at me.” She did as she was told and when she was facing him, he put his hands on her shoulders and made her sit back down on the bed. She gasped softly and barely looked at him when he took the brown leather stiletto shoes and slipped them on her feet. He ran his fingers over the backs of her legs and felt her twitch at the touch of his fingers on her skin. “Now stand up again.”

Slowly, she did as she was told. His lips twitched slightly. Wearing the heels, she was eye level with him now and he pulled her close so that she was belly to belly with him and the clamps on her nipples brushed against the hairs on his chest. Running his fingers through her hair, he shook out her mass of curls until they curled around the nape of her neck. “Beautiful.” He breathed.

Running his hand over her flat belly, he teased her belly button with his fingers before he dipped below the belt around her waist and slipped his fingers into her slick folds. “Always beautiful...always wet.” He kissed her and then pulled back to look at her. Her eyes were shining with lust and her tongue darted out to wet her lips.

He started to kiss her again and then stopped. He had all night to kiss her. He touched her face, rubbing the pad of his thumb over her plump bottom lip. Her mouth looked so wet and inviting and he couldn't wait to have her lips wrapped tight and hot around his rock hard shaft. But first there was more he needed to do.

Before he gave in to his own lust, he stepped back, reached into the box and pulled out a short, gauzy wrap around dress that was the exact shade of his eyes. He took another step back and held it out to her. “Put it on.”

She took it from his hand and slipped it over her arms. It tied just below the curve of her waist and he gripped the hem and pulled it down. It skimmed the tops of her thighs but barely covered her mound and the light dusting of curls that he itched to rub his fingers through. Her nipples stood out like hard pebbles and he took a deep breath, grasped her hand and twirled her around so that he could see what it looked like from behind. It rested just below the curve of her ass cheeks and was sheer enough that he could see the black leather through the thin material.

He smiled slightly, let go of her hand and reached down to put the lid back on the box before he buttoned up the front of his shirt, leaving just the three top buttons undone to show the curly salt and pepper hairs on his chest. Then he stopped, reached inside to pull something out and then closed it again.

He set the box back down and turned to give her a wicked grin. “I almost forgot about this.” He brushed the hair back from her neck and slipped the brown soft leather collar around her throat and fastened it. Gripping her chin in his hand, he made her look at him. “You're my slave tonight, baby.”

She stared back at him steadily, but behind that brief flare of rebelliousness in her eyes he saw a hunger as dark as his own. Gripping her shoulders, he pushed her back down on the bed and straddled her thighs, resting his weight on her. His erection pressed so hard against her that he could feel the heat between her legs.

Pushing her back, he rocked forward just enough to make her whimper. “Oops...” He laughed. “There you go again. Another punishment.”

“I didn't-” She pressed her hands against his chest and pushed at him. “Bastard, you tricked me.”

He bent his head and buried his face against the soft skin between her breasts. He slid his tongue over her, feeling her belly clench when he rocked her back a little more. She clutched at him and from the way she dug her fingers into his upper arms, the pressure from the plug must have been intense.

“Oh, God...I could just take you right here. But that would just be too damn easy.” He brushed the hair back from her forehead and cupped her face in his hands. Easing off of her, he grabbed her hands and pulled up her up off the bed. Picking up something from the box, she realized too late that he'd hooked a leash to the loop at her throat. An evil smile touched his lips when he gave it a tug. “Come on.”

He picked up the box and tucked it under his arm. Eyes wide, she tried to pull back when she realized that he was tugging her toward the door. But he just grinned and tugged at her harder until she had no choice but the follow him.

Cool air touched her legs and shivered up between her thighs when the door opened and they stepped out into the hallway. The hem of the dress barely covered her and she felt her face start to burn with embarassment. Vainly, she tried to keep behind him, praying that they didn't pass anyone and only let out a sigh of relief when they were safely in the transporter.

Seeing her discomfort, he grinned as he pressed a finger to the control panel. “Its movie night, sweetheart. Do you really think that I'd let you parade around half naked?”

She opened her mouth and then shook her head.

“You're right.” He tugged on the leash when the doors opened to reveal a familiar hallway. “I would.”

It wasn't easy tottering around on the high heels with the plug in her butt and Sheppard tugging on the leash, but somehow she managed to follow him without falling and breaking her neck. God, wouldn't that be a sight. She smiled slightly thinking of how he would explain that one to Carson.

“What are you grinning about?”

He stopped so suddenly that she bumped into his shoulder. “Nothing-” Eyes wide, she slapped her hand over her mouth.

“Thats number three. Keep that up and you'll have to call in sick in the morning.” He smirked and tugged a little harder on the leash. “After I'm through with you...you might have to anyway.”

“Now, just what am I going to do to you for your second punishment.” He had taken the dress off of her almost as soon as they'd stepped into his inner sanctum and now she was standing there wearing nothing but the collar, the nipple clamps, the leather harness and the high heels as John walked around her slowly.

The room was cool but the heat from his gaze and the way that he kept licking his lips kept her hot. She kept her head down, looking up at him from under her lashes and trying not to think about the heat gathering between her thighs. Using the end of the leash, he trailed it over her slowly as he moved then he stopped in front of her.

Lightly, he flicked it over her breasts so that her nipples strained against the clamps. “Very pretty.” He drawled and traced the leather over each breast.

“So pretty and so sweet.” Then his eyes brightened. Unhooking the leash from the collar, he dropped it on the bed and reached into the box. Pulling out something that looked like a jar of jelly, he set it down on the bedside table.

“Second punishment.” He pushed her back across the bed and climbed on top of her. Grabbing her hands he forced them over her head and snapped the padded cuffs that he always kept there around her wrists. Moving down her legs he grasped her ankles, laughing when she jerked at the touch of the cold metal as he cuffed them too.

Sliding up on the end of the bed, he settled between her thighs so that his jeans clad erection pressed against her. Lowering his head, he nipped at the soft spot between her neck and shoulder, sliding his tongue over the sensitive spot behind her ear until she wiggled underneath him. The heat from his body nearly scorched her and if she could have she would have wrapped her legs around him and held him tight.

Pulling back, he stroked his hands over her arms and down her sides. Lightly, he cupped her breasts in his hands and stroked his fingers over the dark, rosy nipples. “As sweet and plump as strawberries.” He sighed. “I didn't have any dessert this evening at dinner and since you look good enough to eat. I think I'll have it now.”

Letting go of her, he reached for the jar on the table and unscrewed the top. Dipping his finger in, he smeared some of the stuff on her lips and then leaned down, capturing her mouth in a wicked strawberry flavored kiss. Easing back, he licked at his lips. Keeping his eyes on her face, he dipped two fingers in this time and scooped some of the stuff out. Holding his hand over her chest, he let a drop of the mixture fall from his fingers onto the soft skin between her breasts. Lightly he tugged on the clamps and then released them so that he could smear some more of the jelly on her nipples before he moved down over her taunt belly to the curls covering her mound.

Dipping his fingers into the jelly again, he wiped his fingers across her slick folds, sliding first one and then the other into her, coating her. She tried to tighten around him but he pulled back to quickly. Setting the jar down on the bedside table, he unbuttoned his shirt and shrugged out of it. Tossing it on the floor, he braced his knees on the bed, his powerful hands pressing into the bed as he loomed over her.

Lowering his head, he nuzzled the side of her breast before he flicked his tongue over the sticky stuff and began to lick it off of her. Pulling a nipple into his mouth, he swirled his tongue over her, making her squirm and then cry out when he bit down and tugged at her with his strong white teeth. Her fingers tightened around the chain of the cuffs and she drew her knees up as a hot rush of delight curled through her belly. Down, down he moved, licking and sucking until she thought that she was going to explode.

With slow, even strokes he worked at her, tugging at her clit with his teeth. He leaned forward, his hands gripping the sides of the belt, driving his tongue into her as he worked the plug farther into her ass. She moaned and he felt the muscles in her thighs and belly tighten when he slid his tongue into her, lapping until he'd cleaned every last bit of the sticky stuff off of her.

“Keep this up and I won't have to use any more lube.” He chuckled and rubbed his cheek against the inside of her thigh. He looked up, his green eyes catching her amber ones and then he lowered himself over her again and went back to torturing her with his lips and tongue.

She was shaking now and he knew that she was close to coming but he wasn't ready for that yet. With one last flick of his tongue he pulled away from her and rested his hands on her hips, digging his fingers into her.

“Look at me.” He demanded. She looked up at him and he held up three fingers. “Third punishment.”

Sliding off the bed, he reached into the box and took out a black scarf and something with long leather looking strips. Leaning over her, he laid the scarf over her eyes and made her lift her head so that he could blind fold her. Picking up the flogger, he began to gently stroke the strips over her chest and belly. “This is going to be your punishment for teasing me...for turning me into some damn wuss.”

He trailed it over her chest and belly and down between her thighs before he landed a light stinging slap on the inside of her thigh. “But this is isn't going to do me any damn good is it, baby? No, I don't think you're in quite the right position for what I have planned for you.”

She turned her head slightly when he slapped the handle of the flogger against the palm of his hand. Laying it down on the bedside table, he undid the cuffs around her ankles. He trailed his hands over the length of her body, rubbing over her arms and up to her wrists so that he could undo the bindings there. Easing back, he nudged her hip with his hand.

“Roll over.”

He could see her trembling and almost smell her excitement as she did what he asked. He licked his lips at the site of her behind, the plug stuffed tight into the sweet hole he so anxiously wanted to invade. His hand went to the front of his jeans and he lightly stroked his hand over his erection, wincing with pleasure when the thought of how tight she was going to be made him even harder than before.

Holding the flogger in his hand, he brought it down across her flesh. “Assume the position, Suzie Q. I want you on your hands and knees.”

When she was where he wanted her, he handcuffed her again before he reached down beside the bed and took up one of the bolster pillows. He was glad now that he'd decided to buy two sets of the things. One for their bedroom and one to keep here in his special place because the damn things sure did come in handy. He slid his hand over her belly, pushing her up so that he could position the pillow under her and then pushing her thighs apart so that she was ready and open to him.

He drew in a breath, easing the handle of the flogger over the insides of her thighs. Her skin glistened with sweat and he bent his head to lap at the moisture between her thighs. She sighed and pressed her hips back only to jump when he gave her another swat.

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