We Didn't... Oh Crap... [Locked to adm_chris_pike]

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Jim moved a bit in his seat, resituating himself. Watching the strippers... damn. He was hard as hell and knew that Chris was as well. Their attention was so divided... between the different strippers that neither boy noticed their master walk through the door. We're sure it's taken them a LONG ass time to find them. After all, the strip joint is quite a ways out there.

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James makes a face and before he can say a word, Bones pops off with that. Damn the doctor. Damn the doctor all to hell and back. Wait... Chapel? Why the hell... Never mind, he knew why.

"Don't worry, he's not going to have any free time." Leo states, those eyes blazing at Chris. "Our room, now boy." He growls.

Ow... that was SO going to bruise but once to sick bay, he moves over to the bio bed and sits down on it, letting his master talk to Chapel.

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Christopher is quick to comply, moving to their quarters and inside quietly. He doesn't even stop but moves straight to their bedroom, stripping off the clothes he's wearing and kneeling by the foot of the bed.

Inside sick bay, Pike has spoken to Chapel who walks over with the hypo in her hand. She doesn't say a word as she presses it to Jim's neck. A moment later she's done and Pike grabs Jim's arm again, pulling him back to their quarters.

"Strip," he growls, pushing James towards their bedroom.

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Leo grabs a hypo and moves over pressing it to his boy's throat. "Didn't you learn anything the last time?" He growls, eyes narrowed on his boy.

OW! Damn hypos! And ow... definitely going to bruise. But when he's pushed towards the bedroom, he strips down and kneels down beside the bed, letting his eyes watch the floor. Somehow he doesn't like the feeling of unease in his stomach.

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Chris gasps softly in pain and quickly nods his head.

"I'm sorry, Sir. You and the Admiral were both off ship and we were both bored. We went down to the planet just to hang out together. We weren't planning on doing anything bad, Leo. We just wanted to have some fun."


Pike left Jim where he was, walking into their closet and retrieving several items before returning.

"Stand up and give me your hands first..."

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"And you thought what? That it was okay to just up and leave without asking Spock to comm me? Or to comm me yourself." He asks giving a low growl.

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James had no clue what in the hell his master was retrieving but he didn't like those words. But he stands up, holding his hands out to his master.

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"I didn't think, Sir. I'm sorry." He didn't know what else to say, so he continued to just kneel there, keeping his gaze locked on the ground.

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Pike took Jim's wrists and bound them with a heavy rope before jerking the boy's arms up over his head and attaching the rope to the S-hook that was there. He hadn't used this since he'd first bought James... he'd hoped to never use it again. Next, he pulled out a blindfold and wrapped it around his boy's eyes.

"I won't ask you to count because I doubt very seriously that you'll be able to do so." He walked back to the bed and picked up, first, the wooden paddle that he knew his boy hated so much. Without warning, he raised his arm and struck hard and fast.

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"No you're not, but you will be." Leo states firmly. "Up and on the bed, on all fours."

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James swallows hard when he sees exactly what his master was doing, especially when those bound wrists were placed within the S-hook. To be honest he'd completely forgotten about the stupid thing. After all, it hadn't been used for so damn long. But the moment that blindfold goes on, he bites back a whimper. He hated the loss of his senses. Hated it with a passion... but what he hated more was that wooden paddle and it causes him to give a slight yelp.

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Christopher moved quickly up onto the bed and into the position that Leo had ordered from him. He had no doubt in his mind that Leo wasn't just going to wield that belt tonight. No, he had a feeling he was in for something worse, though he didn't know what exactly.

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Pike wasted no time in blistering his boy's ass with that paddle, ignoring the way James cried out. He counted to himself in his head and when he'd reached twenty, he set the paddle aside without a word and picked up his leather belt, doubling it over against his hand. Again, without warning, he started again, a little harder than he'd hit with the paddle.

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Oh no, despite the fact that the belt worked wonders, it was time to go onto something else. Especially since alone the belt didn't seem to be working. So he moves over to the bottom drawer in the dresser and pulls out a nice thick paddle, walking over behind his boy, he starts bringing it down hard in the middle of his ass.

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James whimpered and squirmed trying to get away from that paddle, not that it worked. When it stopped he managed to get a little reprieve but he was soon crying out again as that belt slammed into his ass and harder at that.

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Chris cried out at the heavy handed slap to his ass that involved the wooden paddle. He fought against himself to try and get away from that damned thing. Leo had never used it on him before and he sure as hell wished now that he'd never felt it.

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Another ten with the belt and Pike set it aside. He brushed one hand along his boy's hot, red skin.

"Beginning to understand my anger, James?" he growled out softly. "I don't like returning to this ship to find you gone, boy. You want to go somewhere, you ask my permission. If I'm not here, you better damn well ask Spock to com me. And you don't take that kid off this ship again without McCoy's permission. Am I making myself at all clear?"

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"Stay in position and do NOT move, boy." Leo states with a growl. That paddle comes down a good twenty or so more times before the good doctor stops. But only to pull that belt from its loops and doubles it offer starting to lay into his boy's ass with it.
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James gives a yelp and really wanted away from the hand brushing along his blistered ass. That growl... it did things, nothing he wanted to admit. "Yes, sir. I understand, sir." He'd try his damnedest to make sure it never happened again

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Christopher couldn't help but try to pull away when that belt landed against his already sore ass but he quickly stopped moving and tried to stay still even as tears came down his face and his breathing grew erratic.

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"Good." Pike returns to the bed and then moves back behind James once more. "You've got thirty more and then we're done." The whip in his hand comes down, catching James from shoulder to hip as it does so.

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"I thought I told you to stay in position?" Leo growls, bringing that belt down harder making sure that the belt kissed that sit spot of his.

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Thirty.... Oh, he wanted them to be done NOW. Especially when he suddenly feels what it is and gives a cry of pain at the feel of it. Not that... that was worse then the paddle.

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Christopher cries out again but manages to stay still this time despite the burn across his backside and the knowledge that somehow he doesn't think his lover is anywhere near done with him.

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Pike swung until he hit fifteen before stopping and looking at James' back. He hadn't broken any skin which was good. He didn't give the boy a chance to adjust before he started once more, wanting to be done with it.

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Oh no, Leo was far from done with him. But that belt comes down harder striping his boy's ass good and hard, though he makes sure that no skin is broken. Once he's done with the belt he moves on to a nice thick switch and starts in on his boy's ass and sit spot again, even adding those upper thighs. His boy wasn't sitting down for a while.

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James cries out and was glad they'd stopped... all the way up till they started again. He could feel the tears sliding down his cheeks from behind that damn blindfold.

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Chris couldn't help it as his knees seemed to get out on him, forcing him face down onto the bed where he buried his face into the sheets, trying not to scream from the pain itself.

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Pike finally made it to that last thirty - he'd broken skin on the last four hits - and set the whip aside as he inspected his boy's body from shoulders to upper thighs before he moved to replace the three items he'd used back in the closet. When he returned to the room, he removed the blindfold and met James' eyes with his own.

"You can just stay there for a few minutes and think about what you've done."

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That switch comes down good and hard a few more times before it's put up and those eyes narrow a bit. "Get up, Christopher. I want your ass in that corner, now. And if you so much as move from it we'll start all over again."

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James gives a cry of pain when the last of those lashes hit. But when he's told he can stay right there on the S-hook, those tears start fresh. He didn't want to stay hanging there. Not that it was his choice, it wasn't.

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Christopher gave a sharp whimper as he moved to get off the bed, his body shaking and sore. He quickly moved into the designated corner, tears streaming down his face as he used his hands to try and wipe away the worst of them. Part of him was mad at himself but... some part of him was angry at Leo, too for deserting him (or so it had seemed) and leaving him with nothing to do and no one to be around but Jim.

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Pike watched that struggle from his boy but didn't give in this time. He'd been far too soft with the boy lately. That was going to have to change.

"Ten minutes and then we are going to have a good long talk."

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"You're going to stay there until I say otherwise." Leo states before sitting down to get some things done. He was going to remedy the whole ordeal of his boy not having a thing to do. That was going to be fixed real damn quick. Because he couldn't go through this EVERY day.

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James bites his inner jaw until he tastes blood and just stays as quiet as he could. Oh, he definitely didn't like the sound of that. Long talks with anyone were not a good thing. Especially not when it came to his master. Though he can't recall a time where they'd ever actually needed one.

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"Why don't you just send me back to Earth," Christopher said in a whispered voice. "Least then you won't have to worry 'bout what I'm doing or where I am..."

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Those ten minutes seemed to drag on forever but when it was finally up, Pike moved to release James from the s-hook and gently massaged the blood back into his boy's arms.

"Ready to talk with me?" he asked more gently than before.

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Leo frowns at that and shakes his head. "C'mere, Christopher."

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He nearly collapses against his master when he's let down. "There's nothing to actually talk about, sir."

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"No. You told me to stay here so I'm staying here." He knew he was flaunting his attitude and he didn't care. Maybe he was looking to finally push that last little bit... maybe then he'd just run and never look back... not like he'd be missed. All he did was keep screwing things up; for the Captain and for Leo both.

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Pike holds him tightly and then picks him up and takes him to the bed, laying him on his stomach before retrieving the med kit he keeps nearby.

"I think there is," he says quietly. "I think the boy needs to be sent back to Earth and be made a ward of the Fleet until he finishes schooling. After that then maybe I'll see about bringing him back on board the Enterprise."

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"Until I said otherwise." He was ignoring that attitude, he wasn't sending Christopher back... not going to let the boy push that last little bit. "Christoper, come here."

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That gets a slight frown out of James. "No, he's not going back to Earth. That'd kill Leo and it isn't happening."

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Christopher doesn't move or say anything for a moment but finally he turns and painfully walks over to where Leo is sitting and drops to his knees in front of the older man. He refuses to look at him though. He just... can't.

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"He's a distraction, James. To you and to McCoy both. I'm sure McCoy will understand that it's in the boy's best interests." He runs the dermal regnerator across the worst of James' back. "Unless you can offer up a better alternative to me doing that..."

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"Let's get you taken care." Leo states softly, lifting Chris' chin so that he had to look at him. Hazel eyes watch his young boy, fingers running lightly along his cheek.

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"No, he isn't. He's not a distraction to anyone. Myself nor McCoy have left our post. Not once. Any time I've done anything with Chris I've been off my shift. He's not going back to Earth. I will NOT rip apart Leo like that and have him turn into a damn drunk again."