This encounter contained so many things that turned Uhura on: a captive audience, torture, a beautiful woman, pain, and a fight for control. Even the slight edge of danger, the part of her that didn't know if Chapel wasn't after something else, made this better.

When the hand gripped her thigh she groaned, hoping she would leave marks. "Then fuck me," she all but growled, hands gripping Chapel's hips as she bucked against her, looking for friction. Her lips found the other woman's ear and sucked it into her mouth before she bit it, not too hard but hard enough.