An Overdue Reunion

Posted on Mon Apr 22nd, 2024 @ 4:21am by Petty Officer 2nd Class Jasper Branson & Immy

Mission: In-Between (S1:E7-S1:E8)
Location: Holodeck 1
Timeline: Date 2371-09-30 at 1745
4889 words - 9.8 OF Standard Post Measure

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Jasper had been rather busy over the past weeks. He enjoyed his job to a certain extent, it was more work but strangely more fulfilling, and he couldn’t deny the proximity to Andrei and therefore the command personnel of the Vengeance hadn’t brought its own share of benefits to him. He had enjoyed his time on Sikaris as well with the culture being so hedonistic and the women being so… enthusiastic. What he had enjoyed less, however, had been Lottie’s request that he go and visit Immy. It was beyond irritating to him that everyone seemed to be under the impression that he somehow had developed some deep bond with the slave woman in four days, and he was starting to suspect it was because that was exactly what Immy was feeding to everyone that would listen - Jackie had certainly seemed to be under that impression.

Still, he found he couldn’t discipline Lottie; the girl was too sweet and innocent and it made him feel bad. So the only way to get her to shut up about it was to do it, so he found himself standing outside of the holodeck with his arms crossed. He had liked Immy of course, and she had been a great lay; but she was also crazy and she showed that way too early. She’d been - was? - young though and most women didn’t learn to rein that in until they were a bit older. He didn’t know how this was going to go, but he already felt exhausted by the sheer notion of this conversation.

He stepped inside and looked around. Lottie had told him she had met with Immy in Immy’s own apartment, but he wasn’t really keen on that. “Computer, load Forsyth Park from Savannah, Georgia.”

The scene shimmered into existence with Jasper standing next to the large Forsyth fountain surrounded by all its flowers and landscaping. It was a beautiful, clear, cool day and the vibrant green of the trees and grass surrounding the area was quite breathtaking. He paused a moment to just look around and then took a deep breath.

“Immy.”

The woman shimmered into existence, right away, wearing a Starfleet uniform. Since she had been put to use more often for official purposes, she had decided it was an appropriate default. She typically wasn’t activated for more than a few minutes, and it had gotten difficult to keep track of what was going on, but she had been given access to system and sensor information from the ship, and she had gotten pretty good at monitoring that and figuring out what was happening on her own.

The first thing she noticed was the lovely fountain in the middle of the park. She picked up the smell of city air and the clear blue sky beyond the trees. Sometimes, when summoned, she looked to see who called her, but more often than not, she got lost in the scene at first.

She looked down at the uniform on her body and instantly decided it wouldn’t do at all. She changed immediately, appearing in a sundress of a soft, expensive-looking fabric with a pattern of detailed blue flowers with green leaf and stem. It had a plunging neckline, which gave a very inviting look at her exceptional assets and came down to her knees. When she twirled several times fast, like a carefree child, the skirt billowed enough to tempt the eye as well.

It was with a giggle and a smile that she finally noticed Jasper standing there. When she did, she stopped her twirling and even stumbled just a bit, lacking the grace she needed to master the move. She could have done it, or course, considering her body was a projection, but Imogen Tiger had decided a while ago to just be true to herself.

“Jasper!” She said with a smile, and ran toward him with a hug. She was bright and happy, and the sun was glowing against her red hair and freckled skin. She wrapped her arms around the taller man and held him tightly, unaware of any hesitation he might have. She placed her head on his chest as well, pressing her body against his. She certainly felt real, and had a sweet floral scent. “I can’t believe it’s you.”

Watching the scene of her play out before him softened Jasper despite his apprehension. She looked beautiful and alive and happy, but was she really any of those things? He didn’t know; that was all too philosophical for him. He’d been in the process of lowering his arms when she had turned and ran to him with the hug. He was taken aback and didn’t return it immediately, but true to his nature his soft spot for women had him wrapping his large strong arms around her smaller frame and giving a few comforting strokes to her red hair.

“Lottie told me you were wanting to see me.”

Immy didn’t respond quickly, but held the embrace for several silent seconds before she disengaged and allowed a few inches of space between them at least. She looked up at him and shrugged, averting her green gaze for an instant.

“Well, I guess you could say that. It’s not like I was desperate or anything.” She flat out lied before smiling again at him. “But whatever. I’m really glad to see you. I was wondering when you would say hello.”

“Sorry about that, been pretty busy lately and… well, honestly until Lottie said something I didn’t think you’d want to see me.” He shrugged slightly, letting his arms rest at his sides.

“I know you have. You’ve got a big job.” She said, seeming to genuinely mean what she said. “Why wouldn’t I want to see you?”

“Last time we were really together it didn’t go well and then you pointedly avoided me after until… well…” He waved his hand slightly and shrugged.

“You’re still on that old news?” She asked, offering him a playful smile as she reached up to straighten his jacket, her youthful face turned down with bright green eyes looking up into his. “Jasper, that was forever ago. A lifetime ago, you might say.”

His much larger hands came up and covered her own, holding them though he didn’t pull them away from his jacket. He mused how real she felt despite being just a hologram - the technology really was something that bordered on magic.

“Yeah, maybe so.” He replied though obviously wasn’t convinced by the statement and seemed rather skeptical of her intentions, but he was here, listening, and obviously giving it a chance. Whatever “it” was. He really had no idea why she wanted to see him, and he wasn’t really sure what to say to her.

Immy ignored the discomfort, not because she didn’t notice it, but because she didn’t have any tools to combat it besides moving on. She looked around the park with several quick glances and then back at Jasper.

“This place is beautiful, where is it?”She asked, curiously. “Did you come here often on Terra?”

“Yeah, I did. It’s Forsyth Park in Savannah, Georgia; I’m from Atlanta, but I liked to come here to walk around and relax. It’s been kept like this for centuries.” He explained while looking around. “Let’s walk, you’ll like the flowers I think.”

He turned to start doing so, hesitated, then offered his arm.

Immy accepted his arm with the brightest smile and walked beside him, following his lead and looking exclusively at him rather than the environment around them. As soon as her arm was in his, she had started to run her fingers over his skin and to watch his eyes.

“I’ve never been to Atlanta. Do you still have family there?”

“Yeah, so I prefer to avoid it when I can. Doing pretty well at that being stuck out here in this godsforsaken quadrant.” His brows lifted slightly, but he was watching the path in front of them. “It’s nice for a city I guess, but there are more impressive ones.”

“Yes, but this one’s yours, and that makes it special.” She said, and looked at the water flowing in the pond. She grinned before looking up at him. “You ever climbed in before?”

“Not since I was a kid and only because I was told to not do that.” Jasper smirked and shook his head. “Got in big trouble for that one, but I suppose I deserved it for being a little shit.”

He walked closer to the pond with her on his arm. From the look on his face, he was considering something, but he obviously wasn’t sure how to approach it.

“Well, I promise not to spank your ass if you get a little wet.” Immy said with a giggle. It was loud and girly. “Unless you’re into that sort of thing, that is.”

He leaned down to her ear, speaking in a low, gravelly voice. “If I recall, I wasn’t the one into that, but one of us certainly was.”

She giggled and bit her lower lip, turning to him and smiling up at him. Her hands found his fit stomach and moved slowly down toward his waist.

“Guilty as charged.” She said, and laced her fingers in his belt loops. Bringing her lips close to his, she looked from his eyes to his lips and back again. “I might have thought about you a few times since the last time you bossed me around.”

“How does that work?” He asked and then immediately regretted it; it had been so hamfisted. He tried to recover by placing his hands on her hips. “Are you… always awake? Even when someone isn’t engaging with you?”

She wasn’t bothered by the question, though it wasn’t exactly the kind of talk she considered flirtation. Still, she licked her lips and turned her head to the side.

“I was able to negotiate a way to run in the background when I choose. You might say I have a private world of my making with limited computer space. It’s enough to generate a house on a quiet road or an apartment building. A park like this, even. From there, I can monitor ship systems and sensor readings, but it can get a bit boring. I spend more time sleeping than I used to at first. Hells, I’ve even been known to actually access the database and learn something new a few times a day, if..learning is the right word?”

“Seems like the right word.” He shrugged and brushed a bit of her hair from her face. “How did you manage to negotiate that? I’m glad you’re able to, don’t get me wrong, I just know there was a lot of hesitation with how active you were kept.”

“I can’t be useful to anyone if I have no idea what’s going on. But with the ability to monitor ship systems, I can actually have an answer ready if someone decides to call me instead of the computer.” She responded, and her hands fell from his belt loops. She wasn’t upset, but it was clear she wasn’t interested in the line of questioning. She had been more peppy at the prospect of fun. She no longer had any power of resistance to a Terran anymore, so she decided to provide no push back to prevent revealing how easy they had made it for her to be a victim.

“I can download a manual for you if you want to read my specs.” She said, looking at him, masking the slight impatience. She gestured to the fountain and smiled. “But it felt to me like you were thinking of getting wet.”

Thankfully, Jasper was intelligent enough to get the hint. Without warning, he scooped her up into his arms and advanced toward the fountain. “Was it me we were talking about getting wet?” He asked, playful threat in his voice.

“Ahh!” She shouted with a smile and laughter, slapping his chest as he carried her and pretending to flail without risking the possibility of being dropped. “You were getting wet!”

“No… no I don’t think that’s right. Definitely not how I remember it.” He replied, playfully shooting down her insistence on the truth. As they approached the fountain, he lifted her a bit higher in his arms as if he were preparing to drop her in.

She squealed and clung to him, though not tightly enough to prevent him from doing what he would. She kicked her legs, waving high-heeled feet up and down in his arms.

“You devil! It looks so cold!” she shouted, giggling.

“Might be. Let’s find out.” He said decisively and then lunged down into the fountain with her still in his arms. The three feet deep water was indeed cold, but not as bad as one might have thought.

Jasper brought himself up onto his knees, his arms still around her. “Ah it’s fine. Not cold at all.”

Immy gasped as he dunked her into the water and wrapped her arms around his neck. When the surfaced and he stood again, holding the shapely woman in the soaking wet dress, she started giggling again, loud and fun.

“Jasper, what’s the matter with you?!” She asked with a bright smile. “I’m soaked in this freezing cold water! I can’t believe you!”

“Nah, it’s fine.” He put her down in the water and shifted to sit back himself, his hands down behind him as he leaned back just a bit. “Perfect temperature for the weather.”

As he sat back, she rested where she lay on his lap and laced back languidly, her arms falling into the water and her hair splaying out artfully in the clear blue liquid, stopping just at the start of her forehead. Her large, round breasts ended in stiff peaks from the coolness of the water, accentuated by the wet fabric. She lifted a shapely leg like she was posing for a scantily clad painting.

“Ohh, I guess you’re right.” She said, her voice high, warm, and youthful. “Now, who’s getting their ass spanked for this again, naughty boy?”

“You still.” He replied with a smirk, grabbed her leg, and used the leverage to push her backward so her torso and face went under the water. He didn’t hold her, simply dunked her under. Perhaps he’d been too hasty in writing her off, but did that really matter now? It was Immy, but it wasn’t all the same.

Despite his misgivings, Immy certainly reacted like it was real. Panicking as soon as she was under the water and flailing in order to liberate herself from his hold. She flopped into the water and came up gasping for air, water pouring from her nostrils and a pained look on her face. She groaned, pressing her hands to her face, standing within arms reach of him, but completely focused on the burning sensation which would follow water rushing into one’s nose upside down. She whimpered, but otherwise but her tongue. It took effort.

Jasper lifted his brows slightly at her rather extreme reaction to the brief dunk back in the water, but he supposed if one wasn’t used to swimming it would be understandable they couldn’t handle it. “Sorry, I was just messing around with you.”

“That’s okay.” She said, wiping her face and looking at him. “Breathing is for the weak.”

She stepped back over to him and smiled, placing her hands on his shoulders. She made it clear she wasn’t going to fuss over it. She winked at him and then released him, making her way halfway around him before making a swing for his bottom.

Jasper had the decency to give at least a half apologetic smile as he looked into her eyes, but when she shifted, he watched her like a hawk. When she went for the swat, he intercepted her hand and grinned. “Oh no you don’t, you little devil. Come here.”

He pulled her back into his lap, controlling her with one hand while the other moved to her side to attack her with tickles.

She reacted by gyrating on his lap, her movements electric as she giggled and tried to remove his fingers from her torso in vain.

“AHH! Stop!” She said between giggles, her wet bottom moving against him and her laughter making it less than clear if she meant it or not. “I’m going to get you for this, Jasper. Let me go, so I can punish you!”

As Jasper sat in the water with her squirming on top of him, his body reacted like any man’s would despite the temperature of the water he was sitting in.”Sorry, what was that? I couldn’t hear you. I think you said Jasper don’t let me go keep tickling me, so if you insist…”

He released her hand, doubling down on his assault on her body with both hands now instead of just one.

As the man continued to tickle her, Immy squirmed again until she slipped free from the confines of his moving hands, aided by her wet skin and clothing. As she went, though, she stumbled in the water and fell into the pond. Submerged for just a second, she surfaced and crawled backward in the water, her legs open as she moved away from him.

“Is that what makes you hard, Jasper? Torturing innocent soaking wet women?” She asked, still moving away with a flirtatious and playful grin. “Stay away from me, you lunatic!”

“Usually I prefer a different kind of soaking wet, but honestly this works for me too.” He said, pausing to eye her body in the water. He then grabbed her by the ankles and pulled her back into him, the movement easy in the water and she would simply glide at him, not fly.

“I don’t know you seem to keep ending up in my arms.”

“I think you know I can do the other kind pretty damn good too.” She said, wrapping her gets around him and using her hips to maneuver onto Jasper’s lap. Her lips waited close to his, and she looked down at his, giving every sign in the world where her mind was. She moved her hips slowly in his hardness to turn his mind away from tickling. The water was chilled, but between her legs, she was warm. “What kind of trouble would you get into for doing this in the fountain?”

“Oh you’d get in trouble just for being in the fountain, nevermind anything else.” Jasper smirked, his hands stilling on her sides and simply holding her there. It was strange for him; she was a hologram now, but still very much herself and aware. He usually wasn’t much for having sex with holograms - not that he would say never - it just wasn’t his thing in general.

Immy was becoming impatient, and the tension between their lips was almost more than she could bear. If he didn’t do something about it, either she would or she would have to get away from him. Still, despite the increasing warmth between her thighs and the faster movement of her hips, meant to keep her busy while Jasper played it safe, she felt like she couldn’t really go through with it anyway. Too many memories of the handful of men who had wandered into the holodeck and discovered she couldn’t say no filled her memory. As she grinded on him, she let out a quiet whimper and closed her eyes, trying to drown out the old experience with something new; something she wanted.

“Then you might as well just do whatever the hell you want, since you’re already fucked.” She said, her voice slightly shaky. At once, she seemed to get completely tired of waiting. She wasn’t a slave anymore; she could initiate all she wanted now. She pressed her lips to his, and her hands found his strong arms, squeezing the muscles there in an increasingly hungry way.

Any hangups Jasper may have had about whether or not Immy qualified as a hologram went away as she continued to move her hips and then kissed him. Whatever, if people would judge they could go fuck themselves. He wrapped his strong arms around her then, pulling her body into his as he deepened the kiss and made it more passionate. After he broke it, he looked into her eyes and smirked. “Well what if the answer is I want to fuck you?”

Immy’s green eyes smoldered after the kiss, and her lips stood slightly open. She breathed heavily, and clearly wanted him in her body. Her mind, however; the part of her which existed in the computer core, wasn’t so sure. What if she didn’t really want this? What if she was too chaotic and different now and, more immediately, what would he want of her if he knew she had been used the way she had.

“Jasper, I..really want that. I really want you, and I’ve been dreaming about this moment for so long. But there’s something I need to tell you.” She said, her grip on his arms loosening. “A few weeks ago, some of the men who like to visit the holodeck to do their nasties found out they could access my program from here. Right away, the creeps started reserving holodeck time to come and visit me and make me do all kinds of..really fucked up shit. I mean, there’s a guy who’s into animals and another that has this thing for giant women. Like…really huge, like a fantasy novel.”

She turned away from him slightly at the memory, though she remained on his lap and in his arms. The movement of her hips had stopped, however.

“This stupid fucking program they installed to control me basically forces me to do what any authorized member of the crew tells me, Jasper. I’m honestly kind of messed up in the head about it. And I can’t make them stop.” She said, looking at him with large and beautiful eyes. “I’d kill them if I could..”

Jasper was naturally a bit frustrated by the abrupt halt to the activity, but he wasn’t a brute and didn’t get mad over it. His hands remained on her body while he gave her his attention, frowning at first and then eventually scowling. One of his hands moved from her side to her back where he began to rub up and down gently. “They… made you do these things yourself?”

“Yes, Jasper. They made me watch and they made me participate. They’re fucking perverts. They used to root around in the slave pens before Commander Petrona took over as Slave Mistress. I guess now they have to settle for pretend rape. But I guess I was the find of the century for them since I have a soul and I genuinely didn’t want to do it.” She informed, then fell silent and entertained a fantasy of castrating them.

“Do you know their names?” He asked calmly while continuing to rub her back and sit with her in the water. His own arousal was mostly forgotten for the moment.

She nodded immediately, eying him and realizing he might actually try to do something about it.

“The animal guy was one of the transporter technicians. He made me eat whipped cream off of him and he never took a damn shower before he came.” She reported. Not only could she identify who he was, but because she was integrated with the computer, she could tell him everything in his file and exactly where the man was. “PO3 Courtney. The other man was Trent Olivetti from security. He’s the one who likes to be the little ant man.”

Jasper nodded, still listening and obviously thinking. “Does Commander Petrova know?”

She shook her head silently, looking at him at one point and then down with some shame the next.

“No, I don’t need her to know my business.” She said quietly. It was defensive and protective, and unusually brief for someone like Immy.

He didn’t understand that at all. “Why not? She’s always favored you and she doesn’t allow slaves to be used in such a fashion. Does she not oversee you anymore?”

“They assigned my management to the XO. But nobody oversees me anymore, Jasper. I’m not a slave.” She said, and her tone was set and unmoving. She was convicted that she was no longer a member of the class she formerly inhabited. “I didn’t feel like making a whole big deal about it. It’s embarrassing..”

Jasper considered what she said, but truthfully he didn’t see much difference. She was bound to do what she was told without question; really she had even less freedom now. He was, however, intelligent enough to not give voice to those thoughts since he was certain it would upset her.

“It’s worth making a deal about, Immy.” He assured her with kindness. “I’ll get someone to fix it, and I’ll have a chat with those… men… myself.”

“What do you mean you’ll have a chat with them?” She asked with a curious expression. Her expression mixed both uncertainty and a small hint of excitement. “What are you going to say?”

“Well, truthfully, not sure there’s going to be much ‘saying’ anything. We’ll see though.” He leaned in and kissed her forehead. “Don’t worry about it, Immy. I’ll take care of it; you won’t have to do it anymore.”

Immy’s smile was immediate and she batted her eyelashes like she was willing away tears. She moved a finger up and wiped at the corner of her eye, though her face was already wet from the mist of the fountain. She leaned in and kissed him quickly, pulled back, and then kissed him again. The next time she disengaged she looked him in the eyes.

“Kick their asses, Jasper.” She said, her voice strangely electric. That was what had attracted her to him in the first place, after all. “Then come back here so I can give you a very…very special thank you.”

He chuckled at that, his hand still on her hip giving her a bit of a squeeze. “Keep in mind I might not be back for a little while afterwards, but I will come back.”

She looked confused at that, and suddenly sad. She pouted like a girl, her hands resting on his wet chest through his shirt.

“Why not? Where are you going?”

Jasper couldn’t help the amusement that appeared on his face as she pouted and his hand rubbed her hip slightly. “Because I’ll probably be in the brig or the agonizer, or maybe both.”

Was he really willing to do that for her? She smiled then, despite the seriousness of the topic. If he was arrested or put through that, she would make sure it was worth it in the end.

“We could talk to Commander Petrov. Maybe he’d let you kick their asses free of charge. After all, misuse of a holodeck is a crime according to Imperial Starfleet regulation 704-162.” She said, turning her head and silently cursing herself for sounding so much like a computer with that one. “Or…so I’ve read.”

“Truthfully I don’t think Andrei would care.” Jasper shook his head, not seeming at all phased by her spitting out a regulation. He really hadn’t even noticed. “Don’t worry though, yeah? I’ll figure it out.”

“Okay. I trust you.” She said genuinely, and kissed him again. “Just make sure you have the computer record, or call me so I can monitor it. I’m going to want to experience it over and over again..”

“I’ll try to remember to do that.” He replied, bringing his hand up to brush some of her pretty red hair from her face. “I should probably get going for now though, Immy. I have some work I need to finish up and I want to get on taking care of this for you.”

“Mmm..okay.” She said, reaching up and touching his moist face. “It feels like you’re my knight in shining armor.” She said with surprising sweetness, and kissed him on the cheek.

Jasper gripped her gently by the chin and kissed her lips, keeping it brief and chaste and then released her. He stood and helped her to do the same then allowed her to dismiss herself from the program instead of doing it for her. Once she was gone, he spoke with conviction.

“Computer, end program.”

END