Fifty Shades of Tuula

Posted on 25 Aug 2015 @ 3:58am by Lieutenant Tuula Voutilainen M.D. & Jynn
Edited on on 26 Aug 2015 @ 12:33am

2,548 words; about a 13 minute read

Mission: Episode 09 - Empires
Location: USS Galileo - Deck 3, Tuula and Jaana's quarters
Timeline: MD02 - 2200 hours

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It had been a long day for Jynn. And certainly not without its ups and downs, though fortunately it was mostly ups. Poking, prodding, examining, poking again. Not to mention all the social interactions of various sorts. He had been called overeager at times and today it had seemed that those who had said so where right. He was exhausted, but he still had a date, and a most exciting one at that. As he got closer to Tuula's quarters the bounce gradually returned to his step and by the time he was at her door he was once again his giddy self. He hailed for a granting of entrance with a glimmer in his eye.

Tuula let out a grin as she heard the door chime. Her hands, clad in elbow-length black leather gloves, pushed on her wheels, propelling her towards the door.

At the door, Tuula was a sight to behold. Starting at her feet, her knee-high leather boots gave way to fishnet stockings, which in turn gave way to a one-piece ensemble complete with leather straps, chains, and buckles. And across her lap sat a riding crop, one which, if the rest of her outfit was any indication, was going to get used tonight.

"Jynn..." she exclaimed, giving him a suggestive look as she twirled a pair of handcuffs on her finger. "Why don't you come into my bedroom and make yourself... uncomfortable?"

Jynn had found himself examining Tuula's new attire for perhaps a bit longer than he normally would have. It certainly looked quite... different... to what he had been used to seeing adorned by personnel both on duty and off. It was very arousing, though mostly in the fact that it was all so new.

"Uncomfortable," he questioned. "I've already done so with this swollen tongue," he exclaimed more playfully than anything else as he stuck it out at her. "No alcohol (he found that out fast) and limited beverages and edibles? I do believe that is the definition of uncomfortable," he said with a chuckle as he stepped into the quarters. "Perhaps if you would allow me to make myself comfortable?"

Tuula offered him a seductive glare as the doors closed behind him. "Haven't you heard the saying, 'there is no pleasure without pain'?" she teased as she waved the riding crop in the air. "Lie down on the bed, and I'll be in shortly to show you what it really means..."

Though he was not expecting Tuula to be so excited to indulge, Jynn was quite familiar with the concept of pleasure and pain. Maybe not quite in the way she was envisioning, but he certainly enjoyed every feeling. The shocks of unfamiliar discomfort coming from his tongue where actually quite inviting at times. Perhaps the person who had done that to him could certainly add a few more layers to the myriad emotions and sensations he had found himself experiencing over an already short period of time.

All sense of danger and inhibition suddenly shut down. Auto-pilot: Engaged. "Sure", he replied with more of an excited smile than a grin as he hopped onto the bed with a bounce. He tried to sprawl out as a dead body would be found. "Do I look uncomfortable enough?"

"Almost," replied Tuula as she pushed herself beside the bed, towards the head, and opened up the bottom drawer of her nightstand. From there, she pulled out three pairs of handcuffs in addition to the pair she had on her person. Then, yanking hard on his arm, she handcuffed it to the headboard. Slowly and without a word, she pushed herself around the bed to the other side, stopping at each corner to restrain another appendage to the corner of the bed.

With her companion for the evening securely restrained, Tuula placed a hand upon his chest and caressed it lightly. "Now," she said in a firm yet seductive voice, "are you sure you can't escape?"

Jynn wasn't one to lie, and he was still unsure of her plans, so he decided to test her question. He wriggled around and attempted to grasp his fingers and the locks. Then he tried to wrench the cuffs from the bed itself. There was a bit of a creaking sound, but nothing more. He was pretty sure at this point escape was impossible. "No escape," he replied as he tried to read Tuula's eyes, her emotions bouncing all over the room and nigh impossible to understand.

"Excellent," replied Tuula as she pulled out her riding crop. "I know about Veri," she added, her voice instantly changing from a seductive tone to one filled with rage.

The emotions stopped bouncing. He could almost sense its sudden deathly sharp edge forming as if to point right at him in anger. Jynn was not one to even think about other species so called attachments, and couldn't have even imagined it to be a problem on a first encounter. Surely if Tuula had met Veri she'd see how he felt. He smiled happily at her as he answered her, as if to try and dull the figurative blade of emotion pointed at him. "Isn't she lovely?"

With a swift motion, Tuula brought the riding crop down hard on Jynn's exposed stomach, leaving a bright red mark. "Every time you say something I don't like," she explained, whipping him once more for emphasis, "things are going to get painful. And I have a lot more than just this little old thing in my closet." Staring down into his eyes, Tuula continued. "I thought we had something special, and then you go behind my back and sleep with someone from my department?"

Jynn yelped out as he wrenched himself in reflexive pain. He could numb the sensations if needed but he had never found himself needing to do so before so he certainly would not need to now. With the amount of force Tuula had used it was difficult to derive any pleasure at all from it. She was certainly serious.

"It is special. More than you know. In a moment of passion I showed a non-Deltan what it's like to truly feel love. What on any given day I would have only been allowed to do with Veri anyway." Jynn looked into Tuula's eyes with a look that plead for understanding. He did not want to regret his hasty decision from that night. "Surely you felt something you know can't just be kept for one person?"

Tuula looked deep into his eyes. In some sense, he was right -- monogamy isn't a feature of Deltan culture, and it was probably unrealistic of Tuula to expect that of him. Still, it upset her. "That," she said, whipping him again for emphasis, "I thought would just be between us. Our own private little special thing."

"Ow!" Clearly she wasn't getting it. Jynn knew others found it hard to understand but to him it was just so obvious that it didn't even need explaining. Instead of trying to find the right words he spoke reflexively. "Private is something I only know of in definition, Tuula. And special would certainly describe it. But to horde it all to yourself seems so selfish and greedy, does it not?" This was to say nothing about the personal risk he had taken to make love to a non-Deltan. It had happened, and whether or not he would suffer for it (any more than he currently was) remained to be seen, but for the moment it was an opportunity to try and teach someone his species' ways.

"Selfish?!" Whap! "Greedy?!" Whap! Tuula was about to hit him a third time before she caught his eyes and paused, riding crop in the air. As she looked into his eyes, she saw a certain sincerity there. She saw in his eyes that he never meant to hurt her, and now he was pleading for her to understand what it meant to be a Deltan. As the emotions from the night before rushed through her again, she slowly placed the riding crop down on her lap. "But why Veri?" she asked, her voice trembling. "Did I not satisfy you?"

He knew how she really felt. Jynn had felt it during their encounter and it had still stuck with him. It had actually pleased him at the time, but now it was something to present to her as a counter argument. Something for her to reflect on. "And did I not satisfy you," he asked as he tried to bring his body up towards her. He hoped her answer would be 'no.' "While we shared our connection all you could think about was Mott." He still didn't know who this Mott was, but he must have been truly special to catch the desire of Tuula.

Without a word, Tuula pushed herself away from Jynn and reached into her little drawer of toys. As she turned back towards him, a black wand with two metal protuberances on the end rested on her lap. With an angry expression on her face, she pressed the metal protuberances against Jynn's side and pressed a button, sending thousands of volts into his skin. "This isn't about me!" she shouted, waving the cattle prod in the air. "I'm asking the questions here and I... I..." She knew he was right. While their encounter had been the most exhilarating experience of her life, one which left her with an insatiable appetite for more, she was still tortured by her unrequited love for Olsam and couldn't deny her feelings towards him.

With a sudden convulsive and writhing movement Jynn's body attempted to escape the confines of the bed. He was beginning to feel a sense of terror creep into him when suddenly it clicked. Like a shock to the brain. He had done this to her. This was the manifestation of the consequences of their night together. Some sort of violent and malicious part of her being unlocked. His eyes started to glaze over, but he had to remain calm. He had to explain everything. Maybe if she just understood then everything would be alright.

Looking down at Jynn, Tuula caught his eyes and realized what she was doing. They say love can make you do crazy things, and that making love to a Deltan can drive you insane. Handcuffing someone to your bed and zapping him with a cattle prod... that was definitely insane, unless, of course, he was into that sort of thing.

As angry as she was over what Jynn had done, he was still the one who introduced her to a world of pleasure. It was he who she hadn't been able to get out of her mind since that magical experience a few days ago. And it was he who inspired her to get her latest body modifications.

Still, she remained bothered by his transgression. Maybe it was her nature as a member of a monogamous species. Maybe it was the magical nature of her experience with him that made her want to keep him all to herself. Or maybe it was the implied slight in the fact that he had to go to another woman to satisfy him after her. The latter was one she had been particularly sensitive to; ever since the accident which claimed the use of her legs, she had been self-conscious in bed. "But why?" she managed to ask, on the verge of cracking up.

Jynn's eyes slowly lowered. He did not want to hurt Tuula, but there was no other course than the truth. It was alien to most others, but to Jynn it made perfect sense. It was a moment of truth he was not able to share with most others. He looked back up to her, not pleading for forgiveness or any sort of restraint. He just wanted her to know. He fully expected the literal backlash of misunderstanding. Another strike from a monogamous being. Punishing him for something he simply could not be.

"Nothing can satisfy me," he spoke in a tone that more seemed to indicate he was speaking more to himself than Tuula, though she, herself, was obviously invited to listen in. "I cannot be satisfied until I have loved everything," he spoke as he trailed off. It felt so wrong to even say, but was that not what being a Deltan was all about? It may have been egotistical of him, but at times he almost felt as though he was Deltan perfected and that the laws placed upon him where nothing more than punishments for being what he was meant to be. All he wanted to do was reach out and touch her mind again. To show her.

"I can show you how it feels," he spoke in another moment of inspiration and caring, She had already seen the light, as it were. Now it was time for Jynn to explain what it really meant, He wanted to reach out to her and speak in a way that words and whips could not convey. He knew Tuula, herself, had feelings for others. Why would she want to restrain herself to just one other being? "You can understand me. We can understand each other..."

"But Jynn, you don't understand," protested Tuula. She let out a deep sigh. "The medical staff confronted me. Lectured me for an hour on the risks of human-Deltan relations, and told me not to be with you. Veri must have told them. And..." she leaned in, "I don't know what they're going to do. They're bound by doctor-patient confidentiality, but if they think I'm being affected by you, they might take it upon themselves to report our forbidden love to our superiors. And then..." Tuula paused for a moment and stared down into his eyes, "they could drum you out of Starfleet, maybe even me too."

A fear began to swell within Jynn. He knew the secret would eventually get out, but to hear it spoken was like a dagger thrust into his own heart. People now knew of his sin. He had broken his people's most sacred vow and would now only be looked at as some reckless and lustful rulebreaker who endangered others for some cheap thrill. He'd be viewed as a criminal with a complete disregard for others' well-being, and that could not be further from his truth. Tears began to well within his eyes as he processed what Tuula was telling him. "We can't let them do that, Tuula. We just can't. This can't be taken away from me." He was more afraid than ever that his unending desires would be pent up in a prison, never allowed to continue they way they should. Expanding ever outward as the universe itself. His eyes were pleading for help. "I don't want it to end like this. There's still so much to do. So much to love. You understand, don't you?"

Placing a hand on Jynn's chest, Tuula leaned in and gently stroked his cheek with a gloved hand. Softly in his ear, she whispered the words "show me"

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Lieutenant (J.G.) Tuula Voutilainen
Medical Officer
USS Galileo

Lieutenant (J.G.) Jynn
Chief Flight Control Officer
USS Galileo

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