The Slavemistresses

Posted on Thu Aug 5th, 2021 @ 6:42am by Kyle Cragen [Reece] & Michael Bishop & Lieutenant Commander Kara Starr {Kelea-Salik}

Mission: Darkness Rising - A Phoenix Lalor Sub Plot
Timeline: MD - 21 0800 hrs
2464 words - 4.9 OF Standard Post Measure

Melanie was getting better now that her frustration had been removed.. She was expertly preparing what happened to be a redhead for sale. A natual red... She was screaming in pleasure as Melanie expertly massaged her, Causing her to climax several times. "C'mon now... You'e about to give in... just accept." Melanie turned up the setting on the stimilation headband.

Lara strolled into the room, her new found freedom as one of Flossie’s replacements was liberating to say the least. She smiled as she walked into the room running her fingers over Melanie’s arm as she stopped beside her.

"Hey Lara... Ready to help me with the Vulcan we acquired... I have some ideas how to get her into a permanent state of Pon Farr." Melanie noted.

Lara nodded. “It sounds like a challenge worthy of our combined skills” she ran her fingers over the Vulcan female’s body. “We just have to get past those Vulcan mental defences and find that inner pleasure center.”

The Vulcan spoke. "You will not succeed at coercing me into emotion."

Melanie smiled. "Look at the red head over there. She said the same thing. Now then." Melanie traced her finger across Lara's body and then turned off the red head's stimulation headband. "What are you?" She asked the Red.

"I'm a Sex Slave..."

"Good girl." Melanie turned the headband back on and it began to feed endless amounts of euphoria into the red. "Now we'll have to alter the Vulcan's hormone levels. Maybe some kind of implant to simulate Pon Farr."

Lara nodded. “We could use a neural inhibitor but alter it to input emotions instead of blocking them.” She ran her fingers over the Vulcan’s skin. “In the meantime there’s this...” She picked up Flossi’s designed vibrator and used it on the Vulcan. Turning the power as high up as it would go.

"Mmm... Good idea... We just need to tune the headband to block out her logical centers. Oh this is going to be fun, Lara." Melanie began altering the Vulcan's headband.

Lara smiled. “Maybe we should treat her to some experience with us?” She playfully kissed the Vulcan as she ran her hands over her body.

Melanie smiled and stroked the Vulcan's breast.. She then put the headband back on. The Vulcan gasped as her logic was being suppressed. "One week of this and logic won't be a factor in you." Melanie then smiled at Lara. "Now then. Who gets her first." She held out her hand for rock, paper, scissors.

“Why don’t we both enjoy her? She might like joining in and enjoying us!” Lara smiled as she ran her fingers over Melanie as well.

Melanie got below the Vulcan and Lara got under, sandwiching her... The Vulcan immediately began breaking and began unleashing herself on the both of them. "T'Kelll... What are you?"

"I'm a sex.... slave..."

“Excellant” Lara smiled enjoying herself as much as they were enjoying T’Kell. “Let’s keep the treatment going for a few more hours, just to be sure you’re properly broken.”

Suddenly, the doors slid open and Cragen strode in like he owned the place, because, well, he did. "What have you to show me?"

Lara stood aside allowing Melanie to be the one to take the lead with their master.

Melanie smiled. "One Female Vulcan. No Logic holding her back.. And with the right amount of Pon Farr." Melanie and Lara worked well together.

T'Kell moaned. "Oh yes... No more Logic... No more logic ever again. Someone give me sex."

Bishop stood to the side and slightly behind Cragen as he looked at the scene in front of him. Melanie was doing her best to fill the role of the departed Flossie. However his eyes filled with sadness at the sight of Lara. Lara was his or had been his Clara but had been transformed by Melanie and the woman he had truly loved was gone and he was alone, totally alone, all while being surrounded by beautiful slaves and sex on demand.

Lara turned to look at Bishop a flash of recognition in her eyes for a moment. She walked over to both Cragen and Bishop. “May I please you masters?” She ran her fingers over Bishops chest as she strolled around between him and Cragen.”

Bishop looked at Lara but made no comment. Cragen had given Clara to him and she had run back to him (Cragen). He did not trust himself to speak without anger.

Lara moved to Cragen, “Would you like me to please you Master?”

Melanie responded. "We have an idea for T'Kell... We hope to get her just right so she can begin programing us through mind melds." Melanie noted. "We can be made what we are without a single hint of what we were. Just like Flossi."

Cragen contemplated this. Then replied flatly. "No. Only the tried and true method of programming will be done. This will be the only time I say this. Do not test me."

“Of course master” Lara nodded as she looked to Melanie.

"Yes Master." Melanie stated alongside Lara.

Cragen nodded silently, looking first at Melanie, then Lara. Finally, he started to move about tbe room, inspecting his stock. When he came to the beautiful redhead, he stopped. He gave her a closer look. "Mister Bishop," he spoke aloud to his exec. "What do you tbink of this one?"

Bishop walked around the redhead, inspecting her from every angle. Even opening her mouth and inspecting her teeth. He made a full circle of the redhead finally stopping right in front of her and looking into her eyes. Finally he answered Cragen, knowing the man didn't like rushed answers. "She had potential sir. She's intelligent, you can see it in her eyes. She would take instructions and training well."

Melanie spoke. "Oh Rebecca here?" Melanie held up a PADD. "Ms. Rebecca Daniels.. Found her in a shuttlecraft.. Two hours resistance until she broke. Redheads can be so naughty. We conditioned her throughly, but it's like she wanted it. Her hair is that perfect shade of red... Rare indeed."

Rebecca moaned through the gag.

Cragen clenched his jaw slightly. He then said aloud, "Melanie, please go get one of the whips from my collection. Your choice as to which one, but, make it a good one."

Melanie bowed. "Yes master." She left to go find a whip.

While Melanie was gone, Cragen said, "Bishop, you will train Red here. But do a different job with this one. While I want her to be able to charm and seduce her way into anywhere, I also want her trained as an assassin, understood?"

"Perfectly sir. I take it you wish Red to be trained in all avenues in the art of being an assassin. However Melanie will need to be removed from her training and Red under my control and training."

"Oh, don't worry about Melanie," Cragen stated plainly. "Train Red as I have instructed."

"It will be done." Bishop promised.

Melanie entered with the whip and handed it to Cragen with a bow.

"Thank you, my dear. I see you took the one with metal barbs on the end. Interesting." Cragen looked over the weapon as he started to turn away. Then, as if he forgot something, he turned back, switching the whip to his left hand. "Oh, Melanie, one more thing..."

"Yes Master." She remained bowed towards him.

Reaching out, Cragen lifted Melanie’s face up to where he could see it. Dropping his hand back down, he said, "So beautiful."

Then, with no warning, he lashed out with his right hand, closed into a strong fist, and nailed Melanie directly on her nose, breaking it with a loud crack.

Melanie stumbled and held her bleeding nose. She was beginning to realize something... Deep down... She had to be careful.

"That is twice that you have disappointed me. I was speaking to Mister Bishop about Red. No one invited you to speak!" He looked over at Lara. "String her up. It is time for a lesson." He moved the whip back to his right hand and started with a few small practice swings.

“But master...” Lara daren’t not obey “Yes master!” she offered Melanie an apologetic glance as she followed Cragen’s orders, stringing her up ready to be punished.

Melanie now realized what she did. She did not resist... and prepared herself to be disciplined.

Once Melanie's wrists were bound and held above her head. Cragen moved over to a control panel and punched in a few commands. Upon hitting enter, the chain the Melanie was attached to retracted about a foot into the ceiling, forcing her to hang by her wrists.

Moving to a position behind Melanie, Cragen spoke up, so all of his current stock could hear him. "Let this be a lesson to each of you! I will tolerate no disappointments! We have lost too much recently, thanks to a group that is trying to steal you from me! There was one slavemistress. Her name was Flossie. There will never be another like her. So, there will be no more slavemistresses!" He hauled back and landed several strong blows with the whip across Melanie’s back, the sharp metal barb slicing into her soft skin.

Pain coursed through Melanie was she was being whipped.

Lara watched in horror as Melanie was whipped, her back being torn raw by the bull whip spikes.

"There will only be Mister Bishop and myself! We are your only masters now!" He cracked the whip several more times, causing more injury to Melanie's damaged back.

Suicide... Melanie wanted suicide now... Perhaps when the guards were escorting her back to the cell. Perhaps when she passed one of the airlocks. She could throw herself out for her failure... She wanted to be everything Flossi was... Now she wanted to die.

Lara could only wince at the sound of the whip lashing Melanie. “Please Master!” Lara looked at Cragen. “Flossie taught us to be the best, to serve you as she served you.”

The repeated whips and screaming took its toll on Melanie... Finally.... Melanie snapped broke. A Huge grin showed on her face. "Happy Happy, Whipping Day... Master Master. Cragen... Let's sing the whippy whippy song. Happy whippy whippy time!!!" She had gone stark raving mad with pain. "There was no Melanie now... Just a Lunatic delerious with pain who wanted to die."

Cragen hissed when he realized what he had done. "Bishop! Cut her down. Remove her tongue and send her to the Old Women. They will heal her and train her to do what they do." He then glared over at Lara. Had he not been considering to free her of Lara and bring Clara back, then return her to Bishop, he would have had her strung up as well.

Lara saw the look Cragen had given her. “I... I’m sorry master! I should not have spoken out of turn.” She hung her head waiting for punishment.

"Sir...." Bishop said quietly as he cut Melanie down. "I will take her to the Old Women but there is no need to cut her tongue out. I can paralyze her vocal cords so she can't make a sound."

Turning the dangerous glare on Bishop, Cragen's voice was as cold and foreboding as a glacier on Andoria Prime. "Need I repeat myself, Mister Bishop?"

"No sir. I will have it taken care of. Just offering you another alternative sir." Bishop answered but inwardly he was beginning to wonder about Cragen's mental state. His mood swings were more common and much more violent. Bishop thought his boss was showing the beginning of mental fatigue.

Cragen watched Bishop leave with the broken Melanie. It had been nearly a century since he had gone that far. He knew that his rasstala was approaching, always at an inopportune time. Without a word, he turned and left Lara and the other slaves, alone in the compartment. Not that any could leave it.

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Melanie was walking shacked with Bishop away... Until she noticed the airlock on the way to the old women. Suddenly without warning. She pushed a button and climbed into the airlock. Sealing the lock behind her. Her shackled arms fumbled with the controls, but she finally managed to start the sequence.

"Decompression in twenty seconds." Melanie smiled as she started singing. "Twinkle, twinkle little star... How I wonder what you are... Up above the world so high... Like a diamond in the sky.... Twinkle twinkle little..."

Bishop reacted instantly. Hitting the stop button that disengaged the decompression cycle. He unsealed the door and dragged Melanie out. holding on to her arm tightly. "Come on." he said roughly. "Your going to see the Old Women."

"I'll just find another way to die.. Maybe I'll hang myself... Maybe I'll slit my writst.. Maybe I'll suffocate myself... You can't stop it now, Bishop. Pain doesn't work on me anymore." She stated as she was being dragged. "Melanie isn't around anymore... Can I die now? Let me DIE!!!! GRANT ME DEATH!!!!"

"You are a coward Melanie. Talking of killing yourself. You are weak." Bishop replied angrily.

"I am weak... I failed... But Not now... I wanted to be Flossi... NOT NOW.. She entered a room with the Old Women and began to search for another opportunity. Finally she found one, There was an overlook in the room with a two to three deck drop. When Bishop let go to give her to her new mistress.. She got loose again, and before Bishop could grab her. She was laying on the bottom of a deck three floors down. Blood pooling from her. Life leaving her."

Bishop spoke to the Old Women, "Go! See if you can save the stupid bitch." He ordered even as he thought of how to tell Cragen should Melanie die.

One of the old women checked Melanie's pulse and then shook their heads. They began gathering up the remains to cremate her.

Suddenly, Bishop recieved a signal to his wrist comm unit. It signified that Cragen had entered his sleep chamber and, for the next five days, he was in command.

Bishop tapped an acknowledgement code in and looked at Lara, "Do not make the same mistakes she did." He warned.

Lara nodded. “I won’t master, I will please you and I won’t fail. Can I prove it and please you master?”

Bishop searched Lara's face for any sign of Clara the woman he loved but he saw none. It seemed Clara had been erased. "Yes, you can prove it. go to my quarters and wait for me."

“Yes master!” Lara nodded and headed straight for Bishop’s quarters.

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