01 Oct 1999



Author: Laura JV (laurav@stones.com)

Title: He's a Vulcan.  I'm His Wife.  And His Dom...

Archive: ASC/EM

Rating: R

Parts: 1/1

Codes: Sarek/Amanda

Warnings: I don't use warnings.

Summary:  What *does* Sarek wear under those robes?

Disclaimer: Paramount/Viacom.  Not me, certainly not.



> From: Mary Ellen Curtin 

> 

> My husband happened to be looking over my shoulder

> at that post, and said: "Of *course* Amanda's a dom,

> it's obvious." Which leads me to wonder what she makes

> Sarek wear under those robes . . .

> 



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Sarek shifted uncomfortably in his seat.  The debate had gone on for

sixteen hours so far, and there wasn't a damn thing he could do about

it.  He'd even tried praying to the ancient Vulcan God of Kicking the

Shit Out of People, and that hadn't worked.



Amanda was going to be annoyed.  He'd promised so faithfully to be at

home, wearing only a collar and a cock ring, by 5pm.  Here it was,

midnight, and he was...well, fully dressed, and most emphatically *not*

home.  He'd called Amanda at the dinner break, and she'd been so sweet

and kind that he *knew* he was in for it.  He'd be sleeping on the floor 

for a week, for sure, and his computer privileges taken away,

and...and...and she probably wouldn't even *spank* him, even if he

followed her around on his hands and knees and was really ultra super

good and then just "accidentally" knocked over a vase and made a

mess....



Yes, Amanda was going to be annoyed.  No question about it.  He rustled

his heavy robes again, shifting around, trying to be subtle about it.

No sense in pissing off any of the other members of the Council.  Even

if S'lissth over there was a jerk who badly needed the ancient Vulcan

God of Stomping On Complete Losers to pay him a visit.  Either that, 

or the ancient Vulcan Demon of Tying Tongues in Knots, since it didn't

look like S'lissth was going to shut up about trade routes anytime soon.



Sarek briefly considered sneaking out and calling Amanda and begging her 

to dress up in her Vulcan Goddess of Conquering and Abduction outfit and 

come to rescue him, but, somehow, he couldn't see her storming into

the Council chambers wearing only a le-matya hide loincloth and body

paint.  Besides, she needed him to do the body paint.



He settled for thinking dark thoughts at S'lissth.



Very, very dark thoughts.



Which, irritatingly enough, made him hard, and made the cock ring Amanda 

had put on him this morning uncomfortable, and...and...and S'lissth was

shutting up.  People voted!  The meeting adjourned!



As he drove home at triple the speed limit, Sarek wondered if maybe,

just maybe, Amanda would forgive him if he told her about all the

interesting ideas he'd had while thinking about torturing S'lissth...



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