Author: Treb
Rating: NC-17
Summary: Harper makes some very special modifications
to one of Andromeda’s training simulations.
Content: Orgy, femslash, (very) light BDSM
Pairings: Harper/Rommie/Beka/Purple Trance/New Trance
Disclaimer: Gene Roddenberry’s Andromeda and its characters belong to Tribune Entertainment. I do not intend to profit from this story.
Note: This takes place shortly before the Andromeda started getting additional crew in season 3. Also remember that the simulated characters are Harper’s idealized versions of them, so don’t expect completely realistic actions from them.
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Harper plugged the wire into his dataport, and moved deep into the Andromeda’s AI core. Physically, he was lying down in his quarters, in a state that resembled sleep. Mentally, he was very much awake.
With a thought, he entered a password and instantly found himself in a private section of his personal database.
"Rommie?" Harper asked.
A representation of the AI appeared next to him. "Yes Harper?"
"Did you get that new simulation software installed?"
Andromeda’s virtual avatar raised an eyebrow at him. "Why? Do you want to run some battle drills?"
"Exactly," Harper smiled. "I wanna test out the new internal defenses we put in."
"Fine, what do you need?"
"Let’s start in the obs. deck," Harper said. The scenery around them immediately changed. The blue circuit diagrams of the AI core were replaced by a perfect replica of the observation deck. Harper could even see stars through the massive windows. "Great, now we’ll need the characters… We’d better have the whole crew here."
Simulations of Dylan, Beka, Tyr, Trance, Harper and Rommie appeared in front of Harper and the virtual avatar next to him. The digital crew members didn’t move or speak.
Harper felt almost giddy as he looked carefully at each of the characters. "Oh, and can we have both versions of Trance? Like, one from before the whole ‘switching with her future self’ thing happened?"
"Why?"
"I just want a side-by-side comparison. Ya know, to see how they react to a boarding situation."
A purple-skinned Trance simulation appeared next to the existing one.
"With the tail," Harper added. Andromeda amended the simulation.
"Perfect," Harper said.
"What kind of boarders do you want?"
"Huh? Oh," Harper shrugged. "Magog."
"Will there be anything else? Remember, if you need weapons or any other inanimate objects, you can call for them while the simulation is running. Only life forms have to be pre-loaded. You’ll have full control over the simulation parameters at all times."
"I think I’m ready," Harper said.
"One more thing," Andromeda said. "Although the simulated characters can experience a full range of humanoid sensations and emotions, the personalities used by them are only extrapolations based on observation. They won’t be exact."
"I know," Harper said. "By the way, I’ll need full privacy mode while the sim is running."
"Privacy mode engaged, authorization acting chief engineer Seamus Harper," Andromeda said as the virtual avatar vanished.
"Rommie? Rommie?" Harper looked around, but there was no answer, and no sign of the AI’s virtual presence. "Well now that we’re alone, let’s see if my special program modifications worked. Begin simulation."
"Captain," The simulated Rommie said, "I’m detecting a slip-point at close range. Magog swarm ships are entering the system."
"Okay ladies, time to play," Harper said. He closed his eyes briefly, and issued a set of silent orders to the simulation program. The virtual Magog attack vanished, and the Tyr, Dylan, and Harper simulations quietly walked out of the room.
Harper then turned his attention to the female characters, mentally issued a few more orders. The expressions on the faces of the four characters changed instantly. They now looked at Harper with a gaze of pure and unquenchable lust. Beka’s gaze drifted down to his dick, and she licked her lips with anticipation. Then, All four of them sauntered over to Harper, swaying their hips sexily.
"So Harper…" Rommie said, putting a hand on his chest. "Is there anything, anything, we can do for you?"
Harper felt Trance’s tail brushing against his leg, and smiled. "Actually, I think I’m in the mood for a show before we get to the main event."
"Just tell us what to do," New Trance said.
Harper walked over to one of the benches next to the obs. deck windows, and sat down. The four women followed him. Harper took a moment to examine the characters. The simulated Rommie’s hair had red highlights, to match her real counterpart, and was wearing her new, red pleather uniform. Beka was wearing a black leather outfit that left her arms bare, and accentuated the contours of her legs. Purple Trance was wearing her form-fitting black jumpsuit, while New Trance had the revealing leather clothes that she normally wore.
Harper, both in the virtual world and the real world, was wearing a gray shirt and dark pants.
"Okay," Harper said. "Rommie, we’ll start with you."
Harper closed his eyes, and a bed appeared. Rommie glanced over at it, then turned back to Harper and smiled.
"Walk over to the bed, but don’t lay down yet."
Rommie obeyed, and stood silently next to the bed. Harper motioned for Beka to sit on the bench next to him.
"Trances," Harper ordered. "Help Rommie get out of her uniform. Take your time."
New Trance and Purple Trance looked at each other, then walked over to Rommie. New Trance stood behind her, and slowly unzipped the uniform. Purple Trance put her hand behind Rommie’s head, and pulled her into a kiss. The zipper now fully open, both Trances began to slide their hands over Rommie’s uniform. A Purple hand moved up along Rommie’s stomach, until it reached a breast. It gently massaged the breast through its pleather covering. At the same time, Rommie felt someone nibbling and licking at her ear, while a pair of hands moved from her ass to her hips. One of the hands continued around to the front, and slowly moved down to cup the sensitive flesh.
Rommie moaned, breaking the kiss. Purple Trance glanced back at Harper, a lascivious smile on her lips. She took a step back from Rommie, and New Trance did likewise. The two alien women stood on either side of Rommie, and each grasped one side of the uniform. They gently pulled down, causing the uniform to open. They paused briefly once Rommie’s shoulders were exposed, and New Trance checked to make sure that both Harper and Beka were paying rapt attention. Then, they continued. Rommie stood still as the material began to fall away from her body. The Trances stopped again just above Rommie’s nipples.
New Trance took a step closer to Rommie, making sure to leave room for Harper to see. With her free hand, she grabbed Rommie’s left nipple through the uniform. Rommie gasped as she felt three quick, sharp pinches. Trance slid her hand over the covered portion of the breast, then felt the other breast before returning to her position at Rommie’s side.
Finally, the two of them tugged the uniform again, pulling Rommie’s arms free and revealing her body down to her hips. Her breasts were small, and her nipples were small, brown, and perfectly circular, just as Harper remembered. The android wasn’t wearing a bra.
Harper unzipped the front of his pants, and pulled out his hard, aching cock. He took Beka’s arm, and guided her hand to his dick. He groaned as Beka started to move her hand up and down the shaft, massaging it.
Both Trances stepped closer to Rommie, and pressed their bodies against hers. Then, they each took a nipple in one hand, and gave a couple of long pinches.
Harper smiled at Rommie. "Harder."
The Trances complied, squeezing the nipples firmly.
"Harder, and don’t stop. I wanna hear some noise."
The Trances grinned at each other, and squeezed again, even harder this time. Rommie looked down at the hands on her nipples, then at the faces of the two women. Their grips were becoming stronger and stronger.
New Trance and Rommie locked eyes. At that moment, Trance twisted Rommie’s nipple. Rommie winced, and let out a cry of surprise and pain.
Harper looked over at Beka and smiled. "You’re next."
Beka ran a hand over own breast in response, though she didn’t take her eyes off the three women next to the bed.
Rommie whimpered softly as her partners worked on her nipples. They were becoming increasingly rough with her, since Harper seemed to like that. Now, they were pinching hard, and occasionally pulling or twisting slightly, causing yelps to punctuate Rommie’s whimpering.
Rommie wasn’t particularly enjoying this phase of the action, but in her current state of mind, she was glad to do anything that pleased Harper.
"Okay stop," Harper ordered. "Let’s see her naked."
Purple Trance and New Trance assumed their previous positions, then knelt down. They held the uniform near Rommie’s waist then, perfectly in sync, gave it a sharp tug. Rommie’s standard issue white cotton panties were now fully visible. Another, longer pull followed, and the uniform was lying empty on the deck.
New Trance stood up, while Purple Trance continued to kneel. New Trance supported Rommie as her younger counterpart pulled Rommie’s boots off.
Now standing to the side and slightly behind, New Trance reached around and put her hand on Rommie’s stomach. Her hand slid down, then carefully went inside the elastic of Rommie’s panties. She worked slowly, feeling the soft, velvety lips and gently brushing the clitoris.
Rommie closed her eyes, and put her hands back on Trance’s hips. She moaned as the heat built up in her body.
With Rommie’s boots out of the way, Purple Trance had been enjoying Rommie’s beautiful legs. Her hands moved slowly upwards, massaging as they went. She now reached Rommie’s thighs. Trance continued to massage gently as her hands touched the thin material that comprised the last of Rommie’s clothes. Aided by her the ministrations of her future self, Trance tried to make sure Rommie didn’t notice as she grasped the waistband of the panties.
With one quick motion, she pulled Rommie’s panties off. Rommie gasped. New Trance moved her hand, to give everyone a good view of Rommie’s naked form. Harper gazed at her body. He had seen it before, but that was different. Now, she was aroused, just waiting for him to take her. Just as he had expected, the simulation was perfect down to the smallest detail, including the permanently shaved pussy that Harper had given her.
Trance tossed the panties to Harper, and he took a deep breath from them, smelling Rommie’s scent and becoming even more aroused. He handed the panties to Beka, and she smelled them as well, while Rommie and the Trances watched.
"Taste it," Harper said.
Beka hesitated only slightly before letting her tongue gingerly touch the hot, wet material. She looked up, and saw that Harper was still watching her expectantly, so she opened her mouth and put the front of Rommie’s panties in. She sucked on them slightly.
"Good job," Harper said. He took the panties and threw them aside, before asking Beka to go back to playing with his dick. As he felt Beka’s skillful hand again, he realized how glad he was that he could last as long as he wanted in virtual reality.
"What do you want us to do now?" New Trance asked.
"Rommie, you can lay down now," Harper said, then paused while she did so. "New Trance, I want you to take Purple Trance’s clothes off, but do it fast this time."
New Trance nodded, then looked at Purple Trance. With a quick motion, she drew her knives and slashed at the black material. In a few seconds, the jumpsuit was a pile of rags on the floor, while the black underwear and purple skin beneath was untouched.
Carefully, Trance slid one of the knives between Trance’s breasts, with the blade pointing outward. She quickly cut the bra between the cups, freeing the large mounds of flesh. She watched them jiggle for a moment before moving on to the panties. She put away one of the knives this time, and slid the index finger of her empty hand under the waistband of Trance’s panties. She then cut the panties apart and let the cloth fall to the floor, revealing a neatly trimmed patch of blonde hair beneath.
Both Trances looked over at Harper, then back at each other. New Trance pulled her other self into a tight embrace, and kissed her deeply. With one hand, she played with Trance’s breast, making it bounce for Harper. Trance’s tail wrapped itself around their waists. After a moment, they broke the kiss, and looked at Harper to find out what he would want next.
"New Trance, you’re done for now. Go play with the guys in the hall," Harper ordered. "You can leave your clothes."
Trance quickly unzipped her leather top. Then, she bent down and pulled off her pants, her round, exposed ass mere centimeters from Rommie’s face. Without a word, she straightened and walked out, her body swaying to draw attention as she left.
Harper now turned back to the three remaining women. He pulled off his shirt, and then walked over to the bed, with Beka following him.
"This bed is way too small," Harper said. He closed his eyes, and the king size bed quickly doubled in both length and width. "There, now that gives us some room to play."
Harper closed his eyes again. When he opened them, both he and Beka were naked. The only sign of their clothes were Beka’s black satin bra and panties, that were now lying by the side of the bed. Harper was ready, and he didn’t plan to wait any longer.
He looked at Beka’s body. He squeezed one of her pert breasts, and ran his finger in a circle around the large, pink nipple. Then, he bent down, and put his lips on the other breast. He sucked gently, and swirled his tongue over the peak of her nipple and around the soft areola. At the same time, Trance was running her hands over Beka’s body, trying to heighten the excitement. Beka began to moan, and she put her hands on Harper’s hips, trying to draw him closer. Then, he stopped.
"Oh," Beka whined. "Don’t stop."
Harper just smiled, and continued his inspection of Beka’s body. He put his hand on her firm stomach, and began to move downward. His hand barely grazed the patch of thick red hair between her legs before he stepped back.
"Everybody on the bed," Harper ordered. Rommie rolled over so that Beka and Trance could join her on the soft mattress. Harper looked at them for a moment. He considered letting the three of them play together for a while, but he couldn’t stand to be left out.
He climbed onto the bed, and straddled Rommie.
"Do you want me, Rommie? Tell me you want me," Harper said.
"I want you. I need you. Please," Rommie begged.
"You know what I wanna hear," Harper said, urging her on.
"Harper please… fuck me now!" Rommie said.
Harper smiled gleefully. "How about you, Beka?"
"Oh yes, fuck me too. You know I want you."
"Trance?"
"Mmmm," Trance growled, her voice low. "Fuck me."
"How about if Beka fucks you? Would you like that?"
"Ooooh, I’d love that."
"Slut," Harper chuckled. "Go for it."
Beka immediately rolled over onto Trance. Harper watched as their eyes locked, just before they began to kiss. He now turned his attention to Rommie.
He closed his eyes briefly, and a pair of handcuffs appeared
on her wrists, while a bar with leg restraints appeared at her ankles,
holding her legs apart.
"Bet you didn’t know I liked this kinda thing," Harper smirked. "What do you say?"
Rommie looked at the restraints, then looked up at Harper with an impish expression on her face. "I’ll try anything, for you."
Harper raised her arms up over her head. He blinked, and the chain of the cuffs were now attached to the headboard. Then he bent down and kissed her. He had been waiting a long time for this, and if anything, it was better than he had imagined. Despite her limited experience, her massive amount of observation and her knowledge of human physiology made her quite skilled. It was the most erotic kiss Harper had ever experienced, and he was eager to see what else she was capable of.
He broke away from her lips, and kissed his way down her neck and onto her shoulder. He gave her a small love bite, and then continued on. He kissed down the length of her small, yet low breasts, alternating between them as he went. He paused over her nipple, and playfully licked at its erect tip. Rommie made soft noise deep in her throat as he did so. He moved to the other nipple, and licked it a few times with the tip of his tongue.
He looked over at the couple next to them. Beka was poised over Trance now, with her hand moving in circles around the area Trance most wanted to have touched. Trance’s dark purple nipples were glistening with saliva, and her pussy was wet with its own juices. Trance’s tail was sliding between Beka’s legs, teasing as she was being teased.
Harper reached over and felt one of her ample breasts, and tweaked the wet nipple. He then slapped it, causing Trance to moan loudly, and making her breast shake. As much as he enjoyed every part of a woman’s body, he had to admit that breasts were his favorite.
"Harper, please," Rommie whimpered.
"What?" Harper asked. "You want me to slap your tits too?"
"Oh no." Rommie shook her head. "They’re already sore."
Harper slapped them anyway, causing Rommie to cry out. "That’s for making me wait so long. I should give you a good spanking, but that’ll have to wait."
Harper continued his gentle kissing as though nothing had happened. He moved slowly down Rommie’s perfect stomach, and licked at her navel when he reached it. He kissed his way down from there, feeling her every inch until he nearly reached the small mound between her legs.
He lifted his head again, and slid his hands over her shapely legs. She watched him, waiting for him to give her what she wanted.
Then, Harper heard Beka shout Trance’s name. He looked at them, and saw that Trance was moaning happily, and bucking her hips as Beka slowly slid two glistening fingers in and out of the purple snatch.
Beka was starting to lose it as Trance played her tail over Beka’s slit. Then, Trance slid the tip of her tail into the entrance of Beka’s cunt. With a strong, quick thrust, she entered her. Beka shouted again, and quickened the pace of her fingers.
Harper watched them a bit longer, then looked down at Rommie again. She had also been watching Beka and Trance. Before Rommie looked at him, he lowered his head and wrapped his lips around her soaked clit.
"OHHH YES!" Rommie screamed. Harper moved his tongue over her labia, and smelled the heady scent. It was incredible.
Harper licked and kissed for some time, loving every moan the three women made. Finally, he took his mouth away, and began to crawl back up to his original position. He put his legs between hers, and positioned his cock over Rommie’s pussy. He rubbed it against her a couple of times.
"Do you want this?" Harper asked.
"Yes, yes I want it!" Rommie said.
"Say my name. Beg me."
"Please Harper, please. Harper, fuck me! Make me cum!"
With one hand, he spread her pussy lips, and used the other to hold his cock against the opening. Then, he pushed in, driving his dick in deep and holding it there to extend Rommie’s pleasure.
"Oh yeah," Harper moaned.
All four of them were moaning loudly now. Harper rode Rommie hard and fast, too excited to do anything slowly anymore. He was bent down, supporting himself with his hands on Rommie’s tits, occasionally shifting his weight so that he could feel other parts of her as he desired. Through the storm of sensation, he barely noticed the hand squeezing his tight ass.
At the bottom of a thrust, he glanced over to see the Trance was touching him. He shifted his weight again, and grabbed her wrist. Her eyes opened briefly as he placed her hand against Rommie’s cunt.
Trance knew what she was supposed to do. With her thumb, she played with Rommie’s clit, while her fingers tickled Harper’s cock. He pumped even harder.
All of these things happening at once were too much. Harper wanted his orgasm. But not until the others had had one.
"Now Rommie! Cum for me!"
Harper thrust in again, and Rommie came. She shouted with
the waves of pleasure from the powerful orgasm.
"OHHH YES! YES! OH GOD YES!"
"Louder!"
"YESSSSS!" Rommie screamed, obeying his commands even as feelings overcame her senses.
Rommie’s screams of passion and the feeling of the juices on flowing over hand, and the three fingers that were now penetrating her cunt, sent Trance over the edge. Trance’s meaningless cries mingled with Rommie’s as her orgasm came over her.
"Come on Beka," Harper grunted between thrusts. "Let it go. Cum!"
At his command, she came as well.
"YEAH! FUCK ME, TRANCE! FUCK!"
Beka continued to shout, but Trance and Rommie were nearly spent. Now it was time.
Harper mentally issued the order to his virtual body, and his own orgasm welled up and exploded. He felt as nothing but overwhelming pleasure as his cum filled Rommie’s cunt.
When he finally came back to his senses, all four of them were lying on the bed with blissful looks on their faces. Their muscles were relaxed now, and their chests heaved with their breath. Beka and Trance were cuddling with Rommie, who was still in restraints. He watched them for a few moments before he shut down the simulation.
He was now back in his clothes, and surrounded by the AI core’s blue circuit diagrams. The real AI’s virtual avatar appeared next to him.
"You look happy."
"Yeah," Harper said. "Uhh, the simulation worked fine, but I’ll probably have to run some more tests soon."
"I’m always glad to help."