Bex Files: The House of B’ToR

Stardate 48802.7 Planet Mo’ska Supplemental Doctors log.

I have finally arrived in the Beta Expanse, making record timing according to known space travel. Grateful to the caretakers for their help, of course, even though the Oocampans detailed my ship after my kerfuffle in space... their caretakers explained; that Oocampans have a rudimentary comprehension when it comes to spaceship mechanics, and it was good that I stopped by… likely I never would have left the Delphic expanse.

Not sure why I had to sign an NDA, or how they even know what that is, considering it is a historic human legal procedure.

Moving on.

I have finally met the Klinghawn couple I have been doing video sessions with for the last 2 solar rotations. A lovely pair from planet Mo’ska in the Kronoss system, who have been looking to expand their house. In the Klinghawn tradition, mainly men and women procreate, as it is the most direct way to create offspring. In this case, the house of B’ToR is what humans call a lesbian couple, there are no men affiliated with the house, which is uncommon. It’s not that the culture itself is homophobic, it is simply that men are considered the head of any house no matter the sexual orientation.

So, masc centric? Anywho...

Klinghawns are surprisingly romantic, this is made obvious with by the many operas dedicated to love throughout their history. War and love seem to be the most of honorable of acts, so there is no objection to the female’s relationship or the house of B’ToR from the high council. That was until now.

Over the course of their couples therapy, we have predominately talked minor issues like love language and safe words, but now that the house is looking to procreate, the high council got involved and has voiced some concerns. Specifically asking for male representation in the house. After many hours of debate, Chancellor Maatok decided that B’ToR had already proven her warrior’s heart, thanks to her efforts in the dominion war, therefore granting her and her Jih’DoK the right to expand their house with the caveat that they choose a male to join their household.

Suffice to say this had put a bit of a bat’leth in B’ToR’s side.

After many months of seeking the right companion for the house, B’ToR and their partner Kahlesst finally narrowed their choices, of which they had many. They landed on a virile young soldier without a house named Dur’As. He had lost his family in the first round with the Breene in the dominion war and was looking for an honourable house to join. It seemed to be a good fit for everyone since Dur’As himself had no romantic machinations for either woman and wanted only a chance to establish his prestige.

I was not surprised to hear that the first encounter went smoothly, it was only meant for those involved to meet and test compatibility. I was happy to be the mediator when it came to joining the ‘assets’, knowing that in the beginning, everyone is on their best behaviour. The three agreed to an initial cohabitation for a time frame, then and only then, will they attempt the procreation. I was in awe on how peaceful the whole process had been up until this point, considering what I understood about the Klinghawn culture. At the risk of sounding bigoted, I was expecting a fight or two, but not even a threat was uttered throughout the process.

I was hoping to see some of those courting rituals I heard so much about in university. Too bad really.

Logging Off.

Stardate 48809.4 Planet Mo’ska Supplementary Doctors log.

Well, I am certainly glad I stuck around!

After nearly a week of seeing the sights of Mo’ska, B’ToR approached me with the proposition of being involved in the official communion, only this time as a witness to the union of Kahlesst and Dur’As. It turns out the idea of sharing a bed with a male makes B’ToR quite ill and I don’t mean that facetiously. In the few attempts they had made as a thruple, she had gotten so sick, they assumed it was an allergic reaction. So, of course I agreed! Probably too eager if I am being honest. Thankfully it didn’t disturb her, in fact I think she appreciated my curiosity.

I will be meeting with them tonight, and she has allowed me to record my findings for scientific purposes. (just no video recordings, of course) Hymns to the universe, I love my job.

Will report during the encounter...

Logging Off.

Stardate 48809.7 Planet Mo’ska, the house of B’ToR Medical Log... Entering telepathic recording.

The room B'Tor escorted me to can only be described as a pillow play place, it is exquisite. There is a small cupboard beside me, laden in candles burning with delicate floral notes, underneath that, rolled up towels tower beside some decorative glass bottles. I sit crosslegged at a short rounded table adorned with a perfect tea set, placed at the back of the room, faced directly to the large bed full of pillows Of all shapes and sizes. Of all textures and densities. Glorious silks and sheer satins drape from every corner of the hexagonal skylight framing the ceiling. The room is made for sex and I wish I was joining in on the revelry.

Unfortunately, I am only here to provide a service, not be ‘serviced’.

It's been about 5 mins and it feels like I am holding my breath, from the hallway the new couple enter the room, draped in the same silks decorating the space we all occupy.

Both parties look uninterested in what is about to commence.

A drum beat started vibrating the walls of the room, I jumped startled by the addition, drawing both of their eyes towards me, for only a moment. It seemed to help Kahlesst because she began to growl looking directly into my eyes. I was trapped by her lusty stare, watching her throw pillows at Dur’As as he joined in the throaty call. He ripped through his silken toga, leaving a very small flap in front of his endowment.

My breath slowed, drawn by the two Klinghawns circling one another, like they are about to hear a bell 'ding' to start the round. She swipes at him; he dodges and tumbles to the ground like a true solider, admittedly getting my own temperature up. She pounces, finding an opening in his defence and bites his shoulder, hard enough to make him yelp. Now he has her clothes in his grip, in an attempt to pull her off of himself, I’m assuming.

Nope.

Just to tear what little clothing she had I guess, because now there is nothing in the way and I can see her excitement from here.

He has now grabbed her from underneath, his arm hooking her, placing his hand on the cleft of her buttocks, the other arm taking her shoulders. He flips her effortlessly to the bed, pillows exploding around them from the force of the wrestling move. Without thinking I jump to my feet forgetting my role for a moment. Thankfully they were so involved with the grapple I could sit back down unnoticed.

The sounds are getting intense.

I settled back into my seat.

He now had Kahlesst on her back and was biting along the inside of her thigh. She was gripping his hair taught between her fists, fitfully pulling his hair while shoving his head back down. Dur'As hands were gripping the fleshier parts of her thighs and ass, grunting, as his member grew thicker.

Im not sure I would enjoy oral sex from a Klinghawn, their teeth look eerily close to that of a piranha, but Kahlesst is clearly enjoying it. I can tell by the shredding of his back, the droplets of blood from bite marks. A loud wrenching came out of her mouth.

Kahlesst's orgasm broke my train of thought, shaking my head, I focused back in. He is so arosed, his hips are bucking as he continues to pleasure her with his mouth. Dur'As's face is so buried I can barely see his technique, just a bit of tongue peaking out rapidly. He finally came up for air gasping.

I am gasping.

I can imagine his grin from the back of his head, knowing that he is doing something right, because she is growling once more and is on all fours. Kahlesst jumped on top of Dur'As and is looking at me again, drool slicking her jagged teeth, her pussy dripping onto his bouncing member. It was intoxicating, to spite my professionalism my mind was placing me inbetween them. Wishing his stiffness between my ass cheeks as the female and I rubbed our wet lips together. It's almost as if she is sending me these images from her mind.

I need air, but they aren't done.

Instead she yells at him to put his cock where it belongs, aggressively placing her crotch on his, I cant see from where I am but I can tell he has entered her. She is sitting on him, holding very still, but he is moaning perfussly, like a chant almost. I am not only aroused but curious about what exaclty she is doing, because it doesnt look like much, but he is certainly having a moment. Dur'As let out a wail much like a Galapagos turtle from ancient earth, and is now shuddering. He continues to shake and Kahlesst has gotten off of him, almost gliding towards me. I grab a towel and hand it to her, as she kneels at the opposite end of the table.

"Thank you, this was much easier with you here."

Kahlesst wrapped the towel around her waist, sat down and continued to look at me as she collected a cigarette from a box on the table. I lit it for her and she took a deep thoughful breath in. The smoke smells of clover and honey, with my head already bathing in the dank fumes of sex, I recklessly said aloud...

"What did you do, to make him cum so hard?"

She chuckled at me as I covered my mouth, instantly regretting my outburst.

"No, its fine really doctor, I know this is scientific for you. I am not offended, I find your curiosity in our rituals refreshing. Most klinghawns romantisize sex, think it can only come from great feelings of lust or love. For me it's a need, like food. It sustains me. Thank you, my wife appreciates your willingness, and I appreciate your presence."

With that she took her leave, and my breath apparently.

I collected myself and my thoughts, realizing she never answered my question. 'I guess somethings are none of my business', the range of possibilities flashed behind my corneas as my body left the sex den.

Outside the front sprawl leading to the space dock was B'ToR, looking ravishing in her generals armour. Im not sure why, but I bowed.

"Thank you for letting me be of witness to such a special occasion, I wish you all the greatest success."

B'ToR grabbed my arm and pulled me in for a soul crushing embrace. A few breathless moments passed and she released me saying.

" It is you who have bestowed my family this honour, if it wasnt for your part of this I would not be able to give my wife children. You will alway be welcome in this house doctor."

She saluted me, sending me off feeling chuffed.

When I finally reached ol' Betsie, an alert from my console rang out. I started the launch sequence on my ship and settled into my captains chair. I pressed the play button first and then entered the constellation to my next appointment. The message droned on in the background, I wasn't really paying attention and then the tone changed and I took notice.

"By the way doctor, the technique my wife used is called a Kei-Gal, we learned it from our human friends in starfleet. Im sure you can find literature on it somewhere."

I will have to replay that message from the beginning.

Until next exploit, this is Dr. Bex Farthing signing off.

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