Don’t you know me?

Posted on Wed Nov 8th, 2023 @ 4:30pm by Lieutenant JG Heather De La Rosa {Kelea-Salik} & Senior Chief Petty Officer Fernando De La Rosa [Taylor]

Mission: Season 6: Episode 4: Memory Lane
Location: De La Rosa Quarters
Timeline: The same night
1774 words - 3.5 OF Standard Post Measure

Heather opened her eyes, in the dim light she could see the bars of the cell. Her body was barely covered by a skimpy see through nightdress, her hands bound. The door opened and the guards quickly rousted her to get to her feet.

“Come along Slave you’re going up for sale today, your prospective new masters are waiting to view you.” The laughter was cruel and sadistic as they dragged her from her cell.

Dragged up in front of the waiting males Heather waited for the inevitable, to be touched, and pawed like some animal.”

Fernando waited impatiently for the newest slave to be brought out. This one was from a Federation starship that had been boarded and the crew taken prisoner. The women to be sold (in most cases) and the men to preform various forms of labor.

His attention turned to the stage where the next slave was brought out and instantly his attention was aroused. She was a beauty! She would be a good slave to have.

Heather was brought up next, placed amongst the buyers she felt like some bug under a microscope as every inch of her was sampled and enjoyed. Owners liked to be sure women bought were good for entertaining and breeding, they could fetch a high amount. Her eyes met that of a man who seemed to be highly interested in her.

Fernando looked the newest slave over. She had a shapely figure and an intelligence about her. She had dark eyes and red hair. No doubt a Betazoid. He smiled at her, but it was a cruel smile. "What are you asking for this one?" He inquired.

Heather cringed at the thought of being bought and becoming a slave for the rest of her days, she drew back trying to avoid it but was soon thrust into the buying pen with other females awaiting payment and collection while the amount of her sale was determined.

Once a price had been agreed on for the new slave, Fernando went to collect her. He had a leash in his hands. Arriving at the slave pen, he showed his papers of ownership. When the slave was brought to him. He affixed one end of the leash to her collar and led her away. "Do you have a name?" He asked as they left the auction.

“Heather, my name is Heather” she gave him an uncomfortable look unsure what to make of him. Would he treat her well, or would he not?”

Fernando turned and stopped. He looked her up and down. A cruel smile on his face. "Heather. That is a pretty name for a pretty woman." He remarked as his hand shot out and grabbed a breast squeezing it hard. "Let me tell you Heather what awaits you. You will be branded. On your ass, so everyone will know you belong to me. Later your nose will be pierced, and a ring inserted, so you can be led from it. If you act up you will be whipped quite severely. So best be good." He chuckled evilly.

In bed Heather was tossing and turning only this time when she awoke with a scream she lay eyes on Fernando and scrambled away from him as fast as she could. Backing her way up into the corner of the room she looked upon him with fear.

Heather's tossing and turning along with her scream had awaken Fernando and when he turned to look at her, he didn't see love in her eyes, he saw fear. Fear of him. He got off the bed slowly. "Heather? It is me, Fernando. What is wrong my love?" He asked as he took a few steps towards her.

“Stay away from me!!” Heather tried to scramble away but there was nowhere to go. “You’re not...making a slave of me!!”

"Heather. It's me Fernando. Of course, I'm not going to make a slave of you." He answered slowly as he took another step toward her.

Scrambling to her feet Heather could see no other way out than to fight her way out. She lashed out at Fernando with all the protective instinct of a mother. “Stay away!!”

Fernando didn't heed the advice. He moved closer to Heather his hands down to show he wasn't a threat to her. "Heather. Please my little chick-a-dee. Calm down. I mean you no harm."

Heather still thought she was in the dream world, this wasn’t her Fernando this was her master trying to fool her. She waited until he was close before throwing a punch Fernando would be proud of, as it connected she scrambled for the sofa as best as she could given she was carrying around a fair sized bump. It was at that moment she froze, in her nightmare there was no pregnancy bump... “F...Fernando!?”

Fernando had staggered back from the force of Heather's punch. He had a hand up over one eye. "Heather." He replied. "Are you alright now? I can come over to you? You aren't going to punch me again are you?"

“Ohhh Imzadi!!” Heather rushed over to Fernando gently moving his hand so she could see his eye. “I’m so sorry!! I thought you were him... the other Fernando!”

"The other Fernando? Oh." He replied as he realized who Heather was referring to. "No, It’s me. Your Fernando." He smiled wryly at her. "Good punch by the way."

Heather let out a momentary giggle before going to grab her medkit and bring it back to him. “Sit down, let me sort that.” She sighed. “I had a nightmare I was a slave again, I was up for sale and I was bought by you. Only it wasn’t a nice version of you.”

Heather's giggle made him smile. It was so warm and infectious. He sat on the bed as Heather got her medkit. "Oh, the bastard version of me. He bought you? Bastard. I hope he burns in hell."

Heather laughed. “I guess he found me as irresistible as you find me.” She ran the dermal regenerator over his eye healing the area. “Almost done, it might be uncomfortable for a little bit but it’ll be good as new by morning.”

Fernando waited for Heather to finish working on his eye. When she had finished, he leaned forward and kissed her. Her kisses were sweeter than wine. "Thank you, Heather. It will be fine." He assured her.

“I am so sorry! I still can’t believe I did that to you.” Heather gently leant in and kissed his eyelid. “There magic kisses to make it better.” She sighed. “What happens if they board us? I can’t face being a slave again Fernando, and I won’t let anyone hurt our children!”

"It is alright Heather." Fernando replied. "You were having a nightmare." He smiled at her kisses. "I do like your magic kisses. My lips hurt as well. Can you kiss those as well?" Then he grew serious. "Heather, let's take this slowly. I promise you; you won't be a slave ever again and no one is going to hurt our children."

Heather nodded and gently kissed Fernando’s lips playfully letting it linger. “Does that feel better Imzadi?”

"Hmmmm. Sure does." Fernando moaned contently before he muttered. "I think you missed a spot Heather." As he pointed to another spot on his lips.

Heather repeated the kiss, before moving down to his neck trailing gentle kisses.

"Ohhhhhh yes Heather." Fernando whispered as Heather kissed him repeatedly. "I am so glad I get that extra TLC. Being married to a nurse sure has its perks."

Heather grinned as she moved to his chest kissing him repeatedly. She enjoyed making Fernando happy, and giving him pleasure.

"Whoa. You don't get to have all the fun Heather." Fernando said as he brought Heather back up to him. "My turn." A he kissed her lips, softly, featherily before moving to her neck and throat and peppering them with kisses as well.

“Ohhh Fernando...you keep that up and I’ll be wanting a lot more than that!” She smiled a wry smile.

Fernando's lips came off her neck. "That is what I am here for Heather to please you." As he kissed her neck again and again and again.

“Mmmm then just keep on going” Heather smiled. “I’m sure we’ll work out the logistics.”

"I do like the way you think Heather." Fernando replied as continued his downward kissing of Heather. Stopping when got to her bump. There he placed several loving kisses on the bump. "You have a mom and dad who already love you very much and can't wait for you to join the family."

Heather smiled. She loved to watch Fernando talk to the baby bump, it nearly always got a response as their baby kicked him in return.

That's my precious baby! Show Mommy and Daddy you are listening and love them as well." Fernando said to the bump and kissed it again for good measure.

Heather giggled as Fernando got his response, it was a magical feeling. “I swear she’ll know you the minute she hears that voice after she’s born. Speaking of which what are we going to call our daughter?”

Fernando beamed at Heather and the kick. "Of course, she's going to know me." Then paused, "That is a good question, Heather. I'm guessing Thing two is out."

Heather rolled her eyes. “We’ve got time to think about it, I’m sure I’ll find something pretty between now and when she’s born.”

Now it was Fernando's turn to chuckle at Heather's reaction. "Sure, plenty of time." He agreed. "Hey you is still available as well."

Heather sighed before lying back in a romantic pose as best as she could. “Weren’t we supposed to be doing something?” She grinned a wry grin.

"What?" Fernando looked at her then it registered. "Oh gosh! Yes, we were! I am so sorry Heather darling." As he rose back up and kissed her gently. "Good night, Heather." He got out before laughing out loud.

“Ohh goodnight then” Heather gave him a playful pout, rolled on her side and pulled the covers over pretending to go to sleep.

Fernando looked at her back. "No Heather, I was only teasing you." As he leaned over and kissed her cheek.

“I know” Heather grinned as she playfully rolled over and pulled him gently down to her kissing him passionately. Six months pregnant or not, it would be a fun end to the night.

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