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Naomi wouldn't deny any claims that she had trouble trusting people. She wasn't quite what you would call paranoid, but to call her overly cautious would have been to hit the nail on the head.

Knowing her captain as well as she did, Tanya didn't take it lightly at all when Naomi agreed to get her latest medical exam in the private area of the medical bay.

"Maybe you are getting soft," Tanya was ribbing her captain about her decision from the beginning, curious to test the limits of what she could get away with, now that she was getting further into Naomi's good graces. "The first time I gave you an exam, you had a guard at the door and two witnesses to make sure I didn't try any funny business."

"The first time you gave me an exam, I was a much less experienced captain," Naomi pointed out. "And you were just a rookie, yourself."

Years flew by in space when ports were so few and far between. Naomi rarely stopped to think about just how long she'd been out and adrift on the dread ship, but just dwelling on how close she and the tigress had become was enough to bring a smile to her face. She didn't want to admit it, and would be furious if anyone _else_called her out on it, but to hear it from Tanya was comforting, if only a little.

"I've definitely honed my craft since then," Tanya agreed. "And those guards hardly respected you, back then. These days, you walk around here with authority...I can't remember the last time anyone even looked at you funny."

"Probably the last time that I told Dom to lick my boots clean. He really thought I was joking," Naomi giggled; first at the memory of his expression when she put the toe of her boot against his nose, and then at the cool, ticklish layer of vinyl that wrapped around her arm as Tanya checked her blood pressure. "I'm glad the dirty looks have gone down over the years, though. I was getting tired of glaring at almost every person on the damn ship."

Tanya watched as the liquid mercury bubbled up through a tube, passing numbers along the way. Her paw squeezed around an air pump with practiced rhythm as she tried to pretend that this wasn't a formality. "Your blood pressure spiked just talking about it," the tigress noticed. "I'm guessing those memories still haunt you a little bit, don't they?"

Naomi sighed as she tried to stay relaxed in the cuff. "A little bit, of course...and it's not like those feelings have gone away completely. We're pirates , Naomi. There's a target on our backs wherever we go."

"There is, and that pressure is clearly getting to you," Tanya murmured, her voice hinting at concern, but only slightly. "I'm afraid that I can't send you back to your post until I've determined that you still have the mental fortitude to handle the pressure of being captain."

"I...I'm sorry. What the hell did you just say?"

The blood pressure cuff was a ruse: As Tanya was latching the Velcro in place, Naomi didn't notice the ropes that trailed from the back end, but they were perfectly disguised as the tubes of a normal blood pressure cuff...the poor lioness never would have thought to check for a trap, and she fell right into one as a similar fake was wrapped around her other arm.

"I said that you need a full and thorough mental evaluation before I can send you back out there," Tanya repeated herself with a chuckle. "And maybe you need your ears checked too, captain."

Naomi tried not to break character, but she couldn't help a tiny smirk crossing her lips. She'd agreed to the 'treatment' weeks before, and ever the enigma, Tanya wouldn't reveal to her captain when the special examination was coming.

The tigress was doing her best to remain a mystery even to those who knew her as well as Naomi did, and on her ship, Naomi didn't allow secrets to live for very long.

"Very well, Doctor. What kind of treatment would be rigorous enough to prove that I'm worthy to run my own ship?"

Whenever Naomi put the onus on another member of her crew to stand up to her, they wavered immediately, and ultimately fell apart, even if it took a question or two to break them down.

Tanya didn't even flinch.

"If something from your past can still have such a profound effect on you, your mental endurance has certainly come into question...the rigors of the daily life of a captain might be too much for you to handle."

Tough as it was for Naomi to disconnect herself from reality and enjoy a little role play, she kept a smirk about her as she wiggled against the restraints on her arms...but they didn't budge. "And you're qualified to make that call for me?"

"Does it matter if I am or not? You're not leaving until your exam is completed."

There wasn't a whisper made on the ship that Naomi didn't know about; she'd heard plenty about Tanya from the lips of those who were fortunate enough to be on the tigress' good side, but there were concerning rumors swirling around from those who had crossed her.

In a moment of genuine concern, Naomi gulped and gave another quick tug against the fake cuffs on her arms, but found she was completely stuck. "I'm starting to wonder how much of this is medically necessary, Tanya."

"We both know that I don't have to do anything that I'm about to do to you, Naomi...but I really, really want to."

A deal was a deal, after all. As part of her thanks to Tanya for her assistance in breaking Dom, Naomi agreed to have her next medical examination in the private wing of Tanya's medical bay, and within the first few moments of her arrival, she could see how many of the rumors about the tigress simply had to be true.

The room was sterile enough that it wouldn't have alarmed the average person upon seeing it, but Naomi was keener than most. She'd already learned that the blood pressure cuffs were cleverly disguised bondage devices, and as she felt the table beginning to shift beneath her, she quickly realized that it was no ordinary examination table.

The slab was extending out in front of her, and even as the lioness struggled against her restraints, she felt them growing tighter, pulling her arms back to a point that she wasn't uncomfortable, but she'd be completely unable to use them.

A quick push on the back of her skull was enough to lean her torso forward. "If you're able to pass this test, there won't be a doubt in my mind that you're the most qualified person on board to be called a captain, my little lioness."

"And j-just what do I have to do?" Naomi tried to contain a mild sense of panic as she gave in to the pressure on the back of her neck, her shoulders leaning forward until her breasts pressed against the disposable cover on the examination table. It was rare for her not to be in control on the ship, so much so that she felt _genuine_fear at the idea that she couldn't escape if she truly needed to. "Since you're not giving me much room to move..."

"It was your mental endurance that came into question, Naomi. I've already examined your body _quite_thoroughly, and I can honestly say that it's the finest one on the ship, bar none."

The lioness flushed. "You've been sneaking peaks at the security cameras again, haven't you?"

"Of course I have!" Tanya was shameless in her honesty. "But a screen is just a screen. Now that I've got you here to myself, I can confirm everything I already believed about you."

Given that she'd come under the pretense of a checkup, it made sense that Naomi's trademark bodysuit had been cast aside already. Her panties and brazier were always picked with comfort and function in mind, but their simple appearance didn't take away from the beauty of the flesh beneath.

Ample bosom were tightly cupped, and with Naomi forced to lean forth on all fours, Tanya had a perfect view of the narrow cleavage created between supple mounds of flesh. A bikini cut revealed just enough of the curve of Naomi's backside for Tanya to appreciate the sample, but she'd never be satisfied with a brief preview.

Her claws would make short work of each remaining piece of fabric; the replacements could simply come out of her paycheck.

"I never took my doctor for being such a voyeuristic pervert," Naomi tried to turn the tables back on Tanya, hoping that she could still cling to the dominant role that she was so used to. "I'm going to have to give you a full performance review when this exam is finished..."

"If I'm gonna get a bad review, I can just keep you here a little while longer," Tanya reminded her captive officer. "Perhaps I can sway your decision with a little extra treatment."

Naomi didn't even think about the fact that her legs were free until it was too late: Tanya's ferocious tone indicated that something was about to happen, but she didn't expect the cold, smooth texture of leather straps against the back of her calves. The first one was tied down so fast that before she could struggle and make things difficult for the tigress, she felt strong, dexterous pawtips forcing her other leg into place, making sure that she wouldn't be able to escape.

A final adjustment was made for her comfort, as Tanya tapped a button on the side of the enigmatic table, popping up a small, elevated cushion. It came to rest under Naomi's chin and shoulders, allowing her to lean forward and relax, even though her arms were still bound tightly across her back.

"Taking advantage of your captain is not the way to get a better review, Tanya."

"And being so stressed and serious all the time isn't good for your health, Naomi. You need to learn to release some of those concerns and let go of your problems every once in a while...and since I know you're downright terrible at it, I felt it medically necessary to intervene."

Naomi didn't want to call herself a control freak, much less admit to being one.

That didn't stop her from jumping forth in her restraints as she felt a series of close scratches against her hip. The soft cotton of her black panties tore easily under the pressure of Tanya's claws, and a quick flicker of Naomi's own tail brushed the forgotten garment aside, but the long, thrashing appendage refused to settle.

"So that was your plan all along," Naomi tried to look back at Tanya, but the cushion, while comfortable, made it almost impossible to gaze back over her shoulder. The lioness was forced to stare forward, unable to see any of the action as the tigress pressed a single digit to her freshly exposed womanhood. "Why doesn't it surprise me that you'd abuse your power this way, Tanya?"

"I learned from the best," she replied through a toothy grin. "And why doesn't it surprise me that you won't listen to your body?"

Naomi flattened her ears back to her skull as she felt a quick pressure against her labia. She expected a little pain, but the digit slid forth easily to penetrate her; she hadn't even noticed how wet she became from being captured until Tanya drew her paw back and licked the juices from the tip. "H...How did you know that would work?"

A thumb came to rest on Naomi's clitoral hood, rubbing delicate circles just over the sensitive nub without ever actually touching it. The pressure it created was divine."You like being in charge, Naomi. There's a certain thrill to be gained from being in control of everyone around you all the time, and I know how much you enjoy forcing your sexual will on others...but you never let your guard down and allow someone to return the favor. Moderation is important in all things, my little lioness...including dominance and submission. Why don't you let someone else be in control for a while?"

Even if the tigress was able to keep her pinned, Naomi would never call herself a submissive.

But...maybe just this once? Maybe one time, just to see what it's like?

Whether or not she was able to convince herself of enjoying the idea, Tanya was already stripping out of her rather scant nurses outfit and gathering up a toy. With no mirror to gaze into, Naomi could only stare at the wall and wonder what the tigress was up to, but she was very familiar with the sound of cold, slick lube oozing from the end of a container.

"Seems I don't have a c-choice in the matter," Naomi claimed. "Am...Am I supposed to enjoy that?"

"Don't worry about what is and isn't supposed to be, captain. Your body is giving me a clear signal, and I'm not going to ignore it. You shouldn't either."

The tight confines of a brazier were the next to go, and as Naomi let out a sigh of relief for the freedom of her breasts, her tail relaxed, only to be caught in the grasp of a paw. The long appendage stood up straight as Tanya rubbed a pair of lubricated digits against the warm, inviting tailhole of her superior officer.

Temptations were running high in both felines as Tanya pulled her paw back. She'd have to find out just how tight Naomi's rear was another time; her sex had to come first, and folds were starting to pout as they showed their need for penetration.

"I h-hope...hope you'll be able to cure me, Tanya. My ship needs me, but...I n-need you..."

Trembling words and a quiet pant as Tanya knelt behind the lioness and leaned over her were sure signs that Naomi was finally letting her guard down. The naked pair of lusty felines became closer still as Tanya fastened the strap-on around her hips nice and snug, wanting it to feel as much like her own cock as it possibly could.

She was jealous of the toy for getting to feel the smooth, liquid warmth that eased from Naomi's cunt as the very tip of the fake member spread tight, glistening lips apart and began to fill the eager passage behind them.

"They need you that badly, do they?" Tanya held control of the situation as she knelt comfortably between Naomi's spread thighs and rested her paws on the hips of the smaller lioness. "In that case, you need to cum , captain. You're much too worked up to return to your post..."

Tanya couldn't rightly admit how much it tugged at her heartstrings to hear Naomi's needful confession any more than Naomi could admit to loving the idea of being subjected to someone else's whims. They were meeting somewhere in the middle, where neither one of them had to admit their innermost desires, while still being able to safely explore them.

Such close, passionate touches were getting to Tanya, even when she only felt the pressure of the strap-on against her bare clitoris. She started to pant just a little, even before she picked up the pace with her hips, but she could feel inner walls squeezing and pushing back against the toy after just a minute of thrusting; Naomi might have been shy to admit what she wanted, but her body wasn't pulling any punches.

"Whatever my d-doctor says," Naomi was breathless as she said the words, unknowingly striking a chord in Tanya, who drove her hips forth vigorously at the comment. "F-fuck, fuck me, Tanya! That's t-too much...butit'sreallyfuckinggood..."

That the vicious space pirate Naomi could be reduced to whimpering and rushing through her moans so that they'd be harder to understand was adorable for Tanya to see, and even experiencing it, the tigress could hardly believe it was real.

That said, she was careful not to slow the force of her hips; her captain was clearly ready for a greater intensity, and her womanhood was easily taking every inch of the fake cock.

"Your doctor says to c-coat this fucking cock with your mess, Naomi...Doctor's orders...cum all over my cock!" her innermost desires were starting to come forth as passion made up for the lack of touch to her own womanhood. Her sex was aching with need, but she wasn't going to get selfish in the heat of the moment.

She'd been waiting years for the chance to spear Naomi on a toy, and as the lioness bounced against her restraints, her breasts swaying with the brutal force of Tanya's hips against her bare ass, neither one of them was willing to change their approach.

Naomi needed the release so badly that she didn't even realize she'd already started to climax when Tanya fully mounted her body. A paw reached down and grabbed the cuffs that held Naomi's arms together and tugged back on it, lifting her chin from the cushion and pulling the lioness into Tanya's body so that her the lucky, bonded Naomi could feel every single inch of the toy in a series of rapid, choppy thrusts.

Silky, eager warmth was already spilling down to the base of the toy as Tanya snuck her paws around and cupped Naomi's breasts, holding them a little too tight for comfort...but that hint of pain was just was Naomi was after. Clawtips brushed against soft, tender flesh and peach fuzz fur as the tigress drove her very will into the trapped captain, pummeling her sex into proper submission.

" Yes! Y-yes, doctor! Whatever you say, I'll do it! O-oh, ooooh fuck, I can't...I can't stop cumming! God damn!" her cries, just like the pleasure that crawled over every inch of her womanhood, were completely out of her control. Naomi was sure that she'd be screaming with orgasmic delight before all was said and done, but bonded as she was, she could only yield to Tanya's pumping hips; there was no way for her to grab onto anything to help her body reconcile the almost painful ecstasy that racked it, and for once, she wasn't in control of her own release...meaning she had no way of knowing when it would stop.

Her inner walls were fluttering and clenching at the toy as if it could actually be milked, but even when she felt the powerful resistance, Tanya didn't stop thrusting. She knew the female anatomy better than anyone she'd ever met, and brought proper, full body orgasms to more women on the ship than she could properly remember.

She wanted Naomi's to be the greatest that she'd ever granted, and as heavenly moans gave way to a high-pitched whimper and breathless panting, Tanya knew that her favorite lioness was finally ready for a break.

"You'll still need a few minutes to recover," Tanya claimed, knowing how much she'd worn the captain out, "But I think you passed my exam with flying colors, Naomi."

The fake member slid back, and as Naomi's sex came free of the weight and pressure, a tiny jet of warm, clear fluid spilled from her cunt, squirting over the table cloth and soaking it all the way through to the surface beneath.

Tanya gulped, hoping and praying that Naomi didn't hear the sound. She knew she'd given the lioness quite a ride, but she wasn't prepared for the sight of a gushing orgasm, or the arousal that came from seeing it.

"F...Flying colors...?" Naomi tried to ask, short of breath as she was.

The tigress nodded silently against her shoulder.

"I thought I did b-better than that, Tanya. You just wait until your performance review."