Betrayals | By : Kehlan Category: Star Trek > Star Trek Views: 1229 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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“Destination?” The sharp voice repeating the question, pulled Mara back to the present and she handed over her travel permit. Moments later she was standing on the transporter pad of the ship that would take her to her new life.
Settling into the cramped quarters she had been assigned on the transport, Mara unpacked her few belongings and headed for the sonic shower. Before long, she was feeling a lot better and emerging from the tiny bathroom, she looked through her clothes, trying to decide what to wear. There didn’t seem much point in putting on her red and black commander’s uniform. Carefully she folded it up and put it back in her bag. It was unlikely that she would ever need it again but she couldn’t quite bear to discard it. Equally, she wasn’t quite ready to don the new science officer’s uniform she had been issued. Defiantly she pulled out the dress her sister had given her and put it on. She glanced in the mirror, checking her appearance. Made of the softest pale brown suede, it clung to her curves, sweeping down to her hips before flaring out in a long full skirt. She sighed, wishing K’gor was with her and at the same time, glad he wasn’t. How was she supposed to tell him about her demotion? How could she make him understand something that she did not understand herself. Despite herself, she smiled at the thought of her lover, and allowed her mind to wander back, to remember the first time they had met….**************
Pulling on a low cut, very sexy dress, Mara stared at herself in the mirror, not liking what she saw. But Morath liked to see her wearing this sort of thing and she had to keep him happy, to keep him interested. She had no intention of giving him everything he wanted, at least not if she could avoid it, but she had to leave him with the hope that he might eventually succeed in winning her favour. And while the crew thought she was the captain’s woman, she was fairly safe from their attentions. She was well aware though that she was walking a fine and very dangerous line.
The ship had reached the base known as Tortuga and Morath had invited her to have dinner with him and his colleagues. Satisfied, if not happy, with her appearance, she left her quarters and headed to the mess hall.Morath was already there, with several of his compatriots, a mug of bloodwine in his hand. He was already half drunk, Mara noted with disgust, as were his friends. She was careful not to show her disgust however, as she entered the hall, walking seductively to his side and sitting down beside him.Morath leaned closer to her, draping an arm across her shoulder and offered her a drink from his mug. “No thanks,” she said, softening her refusal with a smile. “Too much of that and I won’t be able to resist you.”He gave a satisfied grunt, liking her answer but before he could pursue things further there was a clatter at the doorway as the rest of his guests arrived.“Good, we’re all here now,” Morath said, “Mara my dear, this is Captain K’gor, commanding the Heart of Kahless.” The tall, powerful looking Klingon whom Morath had introduced as K’gor, stared at Mara insolently. “Well, well, well. Morath, if I’d known you were hiding that on board, I’d have come to visit sooner. Is she available?”Mara grinned, leaning forward, allowing him a good glimpse of her cleavage. “You couldn’t handle me!” she said, with a confidence that was completely faked, “I need a man who can perform, not just boast.” Casually she allowed her hand to trail across Morath’s chest armour, her actions letting it be known that however much she might flirt with them, she was Morath’s woman and under his protectio.K’gor laughed. “Well, when you get tired of the old petaQ, come and find me and I’ll show you what a real man can do.”“Enough!” Morath exploded. “We have work to do.” He handed Mara a padd. “We have slaves to dispose of and new raids to plan. Take notes, Mara. I want this meeting recorded.”There was a stirring. Nobody liked the idea of being on record in this way but Morath was in charge here and none of them dared to challenge him. For her part, Mara could not believe her luck. Being allowed to record everything openly was going to make it much easier for her to get a transcript of the meeting to her sister. But she had better not let Morath see how much this pleased her. “What do you think I am?” she snarled at him, “Your damn secretary?”“You’ll be whatever I ask you to be,” Morath growled, and allowing herself to be intimidated, she accepted the padd from him and activated it, beginning to record the meeting.While AFF and its agents attempt to remove all illegal works from the site as quickly and thoroughly as possible, there is always the possibility that some submissions may be overlooked or dismissed in error. The AFF system includes a rigorous and complex abuse control system in order to prevent improper use of the AFF service, and we hope that its deployment indicates a good-faith effort to eliminate any illegal material on the site in a fair and unbiased manner. This abuse control system is run in accordance with the strict guidelines specified above.
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