Talent Poaching | By : DrDalek Category: Star Trek > Star Trek Views: 2672 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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(Commander Brianna Townsend's POV)
I groaned, feeling like my head was a bongo drum. The last thing I remembered was leaving that bar and all of a sudden feeling incredibly woozy once I reached my room. It would appear that my drink had an unexpected ingredient. I moved a bit to the right but felt constrained. Something was holding me in place. I opened my eyes. The room I was in looked a bit sparse, being bathed in a deep emerald light. I felt something slightly pressing against my temples as well, on both sides of my head.
I looked down and my eyes widened. I gasped. I was in restraints and completely naked. I could see that there was some small device on my pelvis that looked like a beetle of some kind. There were two of them on my nipples too.
"Ah, you're awake." a slimy voice said. I couldn't place the source. I felt a surge of anger running through me.
"Whoever you are, you fucked up big taking me!"
"I know exactly what I'm doing, and it won't be long before you will fall to your knees and thank me for it."
Thank him for it? This guy was nuts.
"And just what am I gonna be thanking you for?"
"For giving you this opportunity to live a more fulfilling life, to leave Starfleet behind." I almost let out a bitter laugh. I joined Starfleet to explore, to push my engineering skills as far as they could go, to help out those who needed me.
Like the Vulcans did. I was going to help set up a power grid for New Vulcan.
"And just who would I be dithcing the Federation for?" I asked icely. "You don't sound like a Klingon. Romulan perhaps? Orion Syndicate?" The voice laughed.
"My dear, you will soon be pledging your allegiance to the Ferengi Alliance," the voice said. "You will not only dedicate yourself to increasing my own profits, but assisting in the expansion of Ferengi territory as a whole. Your nights will be filled with the most divine pleasures in celebration of your efforts"
Ferengi. I never saw one in person but I remember when news came about First Contact with them. Their reputation for greed and base sexual behavior was well known among female personnel in Starfleet. I couldn’t help it. His bluster made me burst out laughing.
"You’ve gotta be kidding. Why would I
"Simple, the choice won't be yours to make." The voice replied. I was still processing what it said when a large part of the wall in front of me started to display some randomly shifting color pattern. It was only a few feet away from my face. Looking at it made me feel...weird. I had this tingling sensation in my head and no matter what I did I couldn't take my eyes off the screen. It was getting harder to focus too. I tried to force myself to resist whatever this was doing to me.
"That's it, just look at the screen, hew-mon."
"What's...what're you..."
“Relax.” the voice said. It sounded like a bell, clear and comforting.
“Now, hew-mon, can you hear me?”
“Yeah...” I replied.
“Excellent. Now, I’m going to ask you a few questions. Is that alright?”
“That’s fine.”
"What do you know of the Ferengi?”
“You’re greedy. Pervs. Selfish.”
“Good. And how do you feel about us knowing this?” I kept staring into the colors, unable to concentrate on anything else. What did I feel about that? I…I didn’t know. I felt like the answer should’ve been obvious but…I couldn’t think of anything.
“I don’t know…”
“If you’d like, I could help you.”
For some reason, I felt like I needed to trust the voice. I couldn’t answer on my own.
“Please…I need some help”
“It’s simple my dear. You like Ferengi.” Was that…right? I supposed it was, I couldn't think of another anwer.
“I…I…like Ferengi.” Once I finished speaking I felt a jolt along my pelvis. My toes curled. It wasn’t one of pain though but…pleasure. At that moment, I also felt a soothing sensation along my scalp.
“What was…what did I?”
“Don’t worry about that, hew-mon. Please, repeat.”
“I…like Ferengi.” There was another jolt, just as intense. My toes curled again. I could hear my heart rate increasing.
“Repeat.”
“I like Ferengi.” The jolt of pleasure came again.
“Good. See what happens when you give the correct answer? You get rewarded. Now, are you enjoying yourself?”
Despite my daze, I gave a slight smile.
“Yes. I am.”
“Would you like to feel even better?” the voice asked. I nodded.
“Yeah, I would. Thanks.”
“Understood. I do have one question though. Do you truly believe what you are saying?”
“I…think so.” I replied. “I’m happy you’re letting me…feel all this.”
“Good. Now let’s try saying ‘I love Ferengi’.”
“I love Ferengi.” My words sounded different to me. They had more weight, more feeling. More passion. The jolt that swept across my body was more powerful than the last few I felt. My nipples felt like they were being teased, pinched.
“How did that feel?”
“Wonderful.” I said with a shudder.
“Glad to hear it. I have another question for you. Do you understand what is happening to you?”
I could think a little more clearly now.
“You’re…hypnotizing me.” I replied.
“Go on.”
“You’re going to make me your slave...by linking obedience to pleasure. Making me…hate the idea of fighting back.”
Another pleasure surge
“And I’d imagine that you never felt so good while in Starfleet.”
“No. I haven’t.”
“Good. Now, I want you to let what I’m saying to you sink in. So long as you remain in Starfleet, your life will be filled with nothing but obligations. But we will have no such expectations of you. We merely demand that you obey, and your life will be filled with pleasures that’ve been cruelly denied to you. You will strive to see your master and the Ferengi Alliance as a whole grow more powerful.”
His words seeped into my mind, I couldn’t push them out. He was…right. I would never feel something like this while I was in Starfleet. They would never reward me like this. I knew that my thoughts were being manipulated but I couldn’t help it. Everything he said was absolutely correct.
I would never get to feel something like this if I stayed in Starfleet. They would never give me something like this if I outdid myself in my duties.
But the Ferengi would give me what I deserved. They would truly value what I can do for them. I knew what they had planned for me. And I welcomed it.
“I understand.” I said, smiling. “I have no place in Starfleet. The Ferengi Alliance is my future. I serve my Ferengi masters.”
I screamed as another jolt of pleasure wracked my body.
“Repeat!”
“I serve my Ferengi masters!”
I was given the jolt again.
“Again!”
“I serve my Ferengi masters!”
After the jolt, I shuddered. Something warm dribbled down my right leg.
I…I came. A Ferengi made me cum. No. My master made me cum. He did it. He broke me. Unless my master ordered me to, I’d never put on my Starfleet uniform ever again. I would proudly wear whatever uniform my master had in mind for me.
“Excellent. I believe it’s time for us to meet face to face.” The screen flickered off and split in two, showing a Ferengi male in front of an instrument planet.
I gasped when I saw him. I was in love. There was no other way of putting it. I was meeting my master and it was love at first sight.
He undid my restraints and helped me down.
“Nice to meet you, hew-mon. I am Daimon Talvik, and as of this moment you are my slave.”
“It’s an honor, master,” I said with a beaming smile. “How may I serve you and the glorious Ferengi Alliance?” Talvik grinned.
“You will see in just a few moments.”
“I can hardly wait, master!”
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