I am Blue Sasha Fierce pt2

Posted on Tue Mar 23rd, 2021 @ 11:56pm by Lieutenant Bonnie "Bon-Bon" Durnell & Lieutenant Anna S. Thesia M.D. & Chief Petty Officer Sapphire

Mission: *CD*
Location: USS Liberty
Timeline: Before the Jungle happened

Anna followed her right in, putting an arm around Bonnie to make sure she would indeed stay upright. “You’re sure you want to go all out?” she asked, but she could see Bonnie was determined. “Okay, okay. I didn’t say anything. I’m sure it’ll be great.”

At the replicator she began with her requests. “Computer, I need a brass neck ring, size 7 and a matching waist ring, size 1, each two inches in width. Please create ornate Pictish symbols, circa 500 CE.” To which the computer responded by materializing the requested brass rings. One would go around her waist and the other would go around her neck.

She lay the items on Sapphire's bed and turned back to the computer, “Computer, I need a temporary skin augmentation and body paint resembling the blue woad common to ancient Pict Warriors of roughly 500 CE Earth.” The computer chirped.

“Please specify tattoo designs for display.” The computer responded.

“Um, okay.” Bonnie inputted several codes bringing up different designs and a body schematic on the screen where she chose several tattoos and placed them on her virtual self. The computer would take these inputs and put them into the augmentor, which when scanned onto Bonnie’s body would create temporary tattoos, she hoped.

Once done the computer chirped its acknowledgement and created a small augmentation device which Bonnie turned and handed to Anna. “I have one more thing before you begin.”

Anna smiled. She had indeed gone all out, and this was looking better by the minute. “Please, this is great. I don’t want to miss it.”

She turned and asked the computer for one more thing. “Computer, I need a headpiece with shoulder pads designed to look like fox fur, again Pictish culture circa 500 CE Earth.”

The computer responded and produced a most realistic fox pelt, or rather several pelts stitched together that she would wear over her head, on her shoulders and draped partially down her back. The idea was to appear intimidating while still showing off her body. She turned to Anna, “Okay, I’ll get undressed and then we can apply the tattoos and the woad first.”

“What would you like me to do?” Anna asked. “I did come in here to help, not just to watch, after all.” Not that she minded just doing the watching, but that wouldn’t be fair.

Bonnie slipped out of her uniform one piece at a time. Then she shyly removed her undergarments and pulled her hair back. "Okay. Using the augmentation tool, please apply the programmed tattoos onto my body. It might hurt but don't stop, okay? That's why I drank the alcohol, to help with the pain."

“No pain, no gain?” Anna smirked. She knew these weren’t too bad, so she wasn’t worried. She looked at the tool for a moment to make sure it worked the way she thought it would, and then started applying it at Bonnie’s neck. “You’ll be almost as blue as Ruby out there”, she said.

Bonnie snickered and then winced slightly as the skin grafts were applied to more sensitive areas. "I still owe you payback for that one. But yes, the Picts covered their bodies in tats and wore them proudly like one does armor. Then to top it off they marked themselves with the woad body paint to scare their enemies."

She winced again as Anna reached her butt cheeks. "Easy, that's sensitive." She moved slightly to avoid the pain sensation.

Anna smacked Bonnie’s butt. “Don’t move or the design will look warped”, she cautioned. “This is the part where it has to look perfect, as we’ll be looking at these designs more than the others, as I’m sure you understand.” She snickered.

“Owe, hey.” The skin grafts were bad enough, let alone someone smacking her ass too. “I’ll try to hold still. I want it to be perfect, but I also don’t want it to… hey hey, that tickles.” She was outright giggling at this point, enough to garner Sapphire's attention. “You’ll have her in here, spoiling the surprise.”

“I’m sorry, this is just too much fun”, Anna laughed. “Though, if you want my honest opinion, I think you should have gone with green, not blue. There’s never enough green in the world.”

"I'm glad you're enjoying yourself. And I'm going for authenticity here. The Picts specifically chose blue so that their enemy could see them coming. It was a time period where color was not a choice but a necessity. But if you don't believe there is enough green in the world, perhaps you haven't been to the right world. And before you say otherwise, I know you grew up on Risa, so, owe, you did that on purpose." She reached down and rubbed the back of her knee.

“There is never enough green”, Anna responded. “But no, I did not do that on purpose.” She resented the accusation. “I would never inflict pain on purpose, unless I was certain my partner wanted it.”

“I don’t know, I’ve heard of some really green planets. Maybe we’ll visit one that lives up to your expectations one day. What sort of green environment do you relish the most?” As Anna reached the bottom of her legs, she turned so that it would be easy to start up the front side. A part of her felt a slight embarrassment to be standing nude in front of her new friend, but in the back of her mind she remembered that this was also her doctor, so nothing abnormal.

“It’s just a joke”, Anna said. “It’s because I’m green. Sometimes, it’s not easy being green.” She winked. She also wondered why Bonnie took everything so seriously. Was it that she didn’t understand her humour? No, Bonnie wasn’t dumb. She probably didn’t think anyone had this weird a sense of humour, had never experienced it.

As Anna worked her way up, she smiled at the pattern. “Do you mind if I take a holo-picture once we’re done, for posterity?”

“It didn’t sound like a joke. I figure if you want to blend in on a green planet somewhere that means you don’t want to be seen. I get that. I figured it was because you like to go exploring in the wilderness or something along those lines.” She squinted her eyes out of mistrusted uncertainty. “Um, you’re not going to sell my image as a holonovel or something are you?”

“Of course not!” Anna said. “Besides, there already are holodeck programmes featuring queen Boudicca. Looking sort of similar, except not quite as elaborate. But you’d probably not want to play the role of a Roman noblewoman in that sort of programme.”

She gave a chuckle, "Oh no. Besides, Boudica wishes she had hair like mine." She fluffed her bushy, curly hair for effect." But to play the Romans would be playing the loser and nobody enjoys losing, do they?"

“Oh, it’s that kind of programme”, Anna said. “Except, she has whips instead of swords to take care of the losing side.”

"Sounds intriguingly kinky." Anna had reached a point just above Bonnie's waist. "Careful, my midsection is ticklish and I'm sure you know they are sensitive, especially right now." She indicated her breasts with her chin.

“Kinky? Perhaps. I just find it ironic, considering whips were part of what triggered her rage in the first place”, Anna replied. “Kind of in bad taste, don’t you think?” She preferred not to admit that she was just as ticklish, as Jessica had already found out recently.

"Whips triggered her rage?" This was news to Bonnie who obviously had not heard that part of the story. Instantly she wanted to know more, like an ever dry sponge needing to hear all the details of history. "I've never heard that." What else had her papa never told her?

“Based on what I heard, she objected to the Romans taking her lands and was whipped by them”, Anna said. “And then, well, lost her mind. Understandably.” She smirked as the tattooing process went up from Bonnie’s navel. “You’re not going to lose yours if this is more uncomfortable than the rest, I hope?”

Feeling like this was another of Anna's tricks, Bonnie played along. "I don't know but if you're worried just know I haven't pulled out my whips in days." She gave a devious grin, then squirmed as the sensation became too overwhelming to control herself.

“I’m not worried about whips, no”, Anna smirked. “I was thinking about something else here. But that’s all right, keep thinking whips. That’s the safer bet.”

She bit her lip and closed her eyes as the sensation reached a tender peak. The sensation wasn't like a tattoo needle, nor like a gentle brush of fingertips. It was more like something in between, like sharp fingernails being dragged along her skin and as they approached each areola, she was overwhelmed with a pleasurable sensation rivaling a mild orgasm, and then it would stop as Anna moved away.

By the time Anna reached Bonnie's neck she was at a point where tantric mantras were not enough to control her urges and she released a heavy breath. "Stop." She was breathing heavy, "I can't handle much more. I now understand what you meant by losing my mind." All that was left was her face and shoulder, but she was worried what would happen if she allowed Anna to carry on.

“We’re almost done”, Anna smiled, seeing what was happening and not in the least embarrassed by it. “Come on, Sapphire’s waiting.” Maybe a little encouragement would help? Anna couldn’t tell with Bonnie. How much was too much?

“Fine.” She grumbled. “Just get it over with. I still have to apply the woad and get dressed.” Everything was coming together for her show, unfortunately the effects of the alcohol seemed to be wearing off. As Anna began again, she tried to set her mind on other things.

Anna finished the tattooing process and stood up straight again. She took a step back to get a good look at Bonnie. “Damn, and to think I might look crazy if I got a duck tattooed on my butt...”

Bonnie looked down at herself, then rotated around in an effort to see her own butt. "Does it really look good?" She looked for the mirror where she found an alien looking back at her. "Whoa." She gave a bounce of happiness. "Thank you Anna It looks wonderful." She turned and quickly planted a kiss on Anna's cheek. Picking up the woad and turning back to the mirror she added, "I think a duck tattoo would look nice right below that dimple on your right side."

Anna snickered. “I’ll consider it. I’ll have to see if my body will even accept tattoos, I’ve never tried that. They might get rejected, like piercings do. Every time I want them, I have to do them over again.” Anna shrugged. “I’ll just have to experiment, no big deal. Unless we’ve got more unforeseen emergencies, I’ll have plenty of time.” Her major work for the past week had been the child Aurora and Savar wanted, and for now, she could only wait on what the ethics commission said.

"Experimenting is fun. Maybe we can find a genetic option for your tattoo so your body doesn't reject it because it thinks it is a part of you." She stared at her face for a moment trying to decide what pattern would look the most fierce for the paint. In the end she dipped her hands in the woad and smeared it across her eyes then just using her fingertips went down her cheeks, making tears out of the paint.

She checked the result and satisfied she dipped once more and smeared her fingers across her breast and down to her midsection. She now appeared to be scarred as if clawed by a big bear. It wasn't great but the overall look was good. She cleaned her hands and turned around. "How does it look?"

“Fierce”, Anna said. “But also sexy. I’m sure Sapphire will love it.” She smiled. “I think she’s into you, you know?”

This news caught Bonnie off guard a bit as she continued to get dressed. The brass belt went on next, followed by the neck piece, mostly decorative. "How do you figure? Did… did she say something to you?" She asked innocently. She motioned for Anna to assist her in fastening the clasp.

“It’s not hard to tell”, Anna said. “I mean, are you surprised? You’re adventurous and smart, why shouldn’t you catch her eye?” As she closed the clasps, she said, “Tell me if it’s too tight, I don’t want to strangle you”, Anna said. Constricting blood flow wasn’t a good idea either, especially since Bonnie had to move in this get-up.

"No, I think it's just right. Now for the fox head piece. I can tie my hair back a bit and then it should sit down on my shoulders like this." She finished as the fox pelt sat upon her shoulders, its tail draping down the center of her back. She was ready despite not recognizing the girl in the mirror. But maybe that was the point.

Responding to Anna, “I… I just don’t tend to notice things like that, I guess. But if it’s because I stroked her antenna, I did say sorry. I wasn’t myself.”

“There you go! Best way to test if an Andorian is interested: Tickle or caress her antennae. If she doesn’t kill you, she’s into you.” Anna snickered.

“Oh. How do you tell with a non-Andorian?” She adjusted herself and prepared to walk out, wondering what Sapphire had been doing this whole time. “Do you want to go first? Maybe give me an entrance cue or something?”

“Sure, I’ll help you”, Anna said, ignoring her question and instead just pushing her outside.

TBC