Nyota and Charlene go on the prowl and they land a big fish.

The Empire was a hellhole. Uhura said it before and she firmly believed it now. After learning how the Empire had conquered Vulcan, she had decided she needed to know more about it. If she were to search the official archives, she was sure she wouldn't get far and her research would be discovered by someone and could cause trouble for her.

So that meant she needed someone dumb enough to do it for her, a fall guy. Usually, she rolled with Janice as her wingman but her friend was still in recovery so tonight she was flying with Charlene. It was going to be a simple plan, a quick rock 'n roll.

Together they entered the rec room below decks where the lessers hung out. They were not in their uniforms tonight as this had nothing to do with the ship's business. So tonight they were wearing skin-tight bodysuits in animal prints. Uhura was wearing leopard and Charlene chose tiger stripes. Just a little distraction and eye-candy for the plebes.

When they sauntered into the room, there was a collective pause in the action and the atmosphere changed. Here was a room full of hard-drinking, gambling, and carousing crewmen who were not used to command officers being present. This was not Uhura's usual hunting grounds at all. So all eyes in the room watched the two surreptitiously as they sauntered towards the bar and their apparent mark. These lower deckers were pretty busted and couldn't afford to play with the likes of Lieutenant Uhura and Lieutenant Masters, however, they thought if the ladies were targeting someone else then they were safe another day. Too bad for that poor bastard at the bar but everyone kept their heads down and kept to their own business.

Uhura and Masters approached Geological Technician Fisher. He was sitting at the bar alone nursing a watered-down drink. The ladies sat on either side of him and crowded him in before he knew what was happening.

"Fisher is it?"

Fisher looked up and blushed when he saw who was talking to him.

"Lieutenant, yes I'm Fisher."

"Mmm. I've been looking for you. Why don't you buy me and my friend a drink?" Uhura said.

"Um..." He looked over at Charlene and audibly swallowed then looked at Uhura again with a baffled expression. What did they want with him?

What a dope, Uhura thought. She snapped her fingers in his face. "Drink?" She said again.

"Oh, yeah... Uh, what'll you have?"

Uhura looked at his drink and scrunched up her nose in distaste. She called over the bartender, "do you have something that doesn't stink like cheap gin?"

"Romulan ale?" the bartender asked.

"Bring us a bottle, not that cheap swill you keep on tap," Uhura demanded and turned away.

"Aye Miss," he said and scurried to do her bidding while Fisher looked as if he wanted to slink away.

"Fisher, I'll come right to the point, I need you."

For his part fisher was trying to be cool and drink his gin but when he heard that he nearly choked. "Excuse me, Miss?"

"I need your services," Uhura whispered again. "You're a smart boy, aren't you?"

"Um... I guess?" Fisher said.

"Sure you must be, you've served on the Enterprise for several years under both Pike and now Kirk, that's not an easy feat."

"I just do my job," he said shyly.

"And I hear you do it well. I believe competence should be rewarded."

Fisher nodded his head as if he knew what the hell was happening. "I suppose."

Masters leaned into his space beside him and said, "You're cute. Do you have a girl, Fisher?"

"Girl?" he asked nervously.

"Or a guy? I don't judge." Charlene said.

"Um... No mam."

"Ma'am?" Charlene looked around dramatically. "My mama is ma'am, you call me Masters."

"Yes, Masters. I mean no Masters... I mean... um... Huh?" Fisher replied.

"Are you single?" Charlene asked again.

"Uh... Yes, Mm... er Masters."

Charlene smiled and ran her fingers through his hair. "Good. I don't normally go for guys but I could make an exception for you," She said, and she pressed her lips to his. "Would you like me to fuck you, Fisher?"

Fisher didn't know what string of bad luck brought him to this rec-room on this night. He knew damn well that these women didn't find him attractive. And he also knew they had a dangerous reputation. If they were targeting him he was as good as dead, or he would wish he was when they were through with him. If he turned them down that was an insult and they would kill him. If he took them up on the offer they would fuck him over and he'd wish he was dead or they'd kill him.

He looked at Masters and then he turned and looked at Uhura. Lieutenant Uhura had a sweet look on her face but her big doe eyes were cold. These women were way out of his league. They smelled good and they looked good. Masters was gently massaging his head as she pressed herself against his side. Uhura's lips had a glossy wet look and her skin had a glittery glow. Fisher supposed if he was going to die he might as well do it sandwiched between two beautiful women.

Besides, at this point, it didn't matter what he wanted. Either way, he was fucked.

/*/*/

Uhura and Masters escorted Fisher to Charlene's quarters and once there they quickly stripped him of his baggy overalls down to his underwear.

Charlene produced a pill and slid it into Fisher's mouth and gave him a drink. "Swallow!" she commanded.

Fisher didn't want to swallow the unknown substance, but he didn't have the option to reject her so he did her bidding. He didn't know what Uhura was doing until he felt something wrap around his wrists and suddenly he was in restraints, his hands tied behind his back.

"That's better," Uhura said, and she shoved him backward until he fell onto a bed. "Now fist business then pleasure, that's my motto."

"Really?" Masters said. "Cause I'm just the opposite. I say first pleasure and then business. What do you say, Fisher?"

Fisher looked up at the two women who were clearly playing with their food. "Um...I don't know?"

"Charlene don't confuse the boy. He's probably scared witless and wondering why we brought him here. So let's get down to it." Uhura crawled on the bed next to Fisher. "Now then, I need a favor from you which requires your access to the Empire's historical archives. I need you to use your access code to dig up every piece of information you can on the planet Vulcan and its inhabitants. Focus on the first contact with the Empire and how they became subject to our rule. And, most importantly Fisher, should anyone catch you, you tell them you were working on this project for your own purposes. You will not link the information back to me, understood?"

"Yes, um... Lieutenant. I think so."

"Don't think so, you better know so. If you get caught, you better tell them it was your idea and you better not mention me. Best you don't get caught though. It could be hazardous for your health." Uhura pulled out her stiletto from her boot and playfully feigned cleaning her fingernail with it. "Understand?"

"I understand. But um..." He hesitated to ask, but he knew how these things went down. "What's in it for me?" he asked.

"See, Charlene I told you he was a smart boy. He knows how the sausage is made." She looked at Fisher. "You'll be handsomely rewarded if you get me what I want."

Fisher found the courage to ask, "And what do you want?"

"Don't you worry about that baby. But if I get it, you'll get a promotion, any assignment you want. I can make that happen for you. And I can make you feel so good Fisher, I can make your body sing." She promised. "But, I can also make your body disappear, so don't even think about double-crossing me. Understand?"

Fisher nodded his head yes, and his mind started to swim from the movement. What the hell did they drug him with?

"I think our little potion is starting to kick in," Charlene said.

Fisher didn't know that they gave him a little something procured from an associate of theirs named Mudd. Fisher wouldn't remember anything they didn't want him to come the morning, but tonight he was putty in their hands.

"How do you feel Fisher?"

He looked around the room and his vision was blurry. "Hot!" he said "I feel hot." The t-shirt and underwear he was still wearing were starting to irritate his skin which was sweating and sensitive to the slightest sensation.

"Good. It is hot in here isn't it Ny?" Charlene asked.

"Sure it is," Uhura stood up and started to strip out of her leopard print suit and Charlene helped her.

Normally they would have run Fisher's pockets for anything valuable and left him tied up in some dark corner wondering what happened to him. But tonight they were feeling playful and generous; after all, he was doing them a favor.

Uhura stripped Fisher of his underwear and his manhood sprang to attention.

"Ooh, Charlene look what our boy is packing. Can I pick 'em or can I pick 'em?" Uhura asked.

Charlene looked down at Fisher. "Yeah, but mine is still bigger." She teased. "Fisher we're gonna have a little fun tonight, would you like that?" Charlene asked him as she climbed on the bed beside him and ran her fingers through his silky hair.

"Yes, Masters."

"Good answer. Whatever we tell you to do, what do you say?"

"Yes, Masters." Fisher parroted.

"Such a good boy." She praised him and then went to a drawer on her nightstand and pulled out a special toy. "I promised to fuck you didn't I Fisher?" She cooed in his ear when she got back on the bed.

Fisher's eyes bugged out when he saw the huge vibrator Charlene was holding.

"What do you say?" She prompted.

"Yes, M...Masters," he stuttered.

"Good boy," Charlene said, and she proceeded to keep her promise.

Notes:

This chapter didn't turn out as I planned. I wanted to start a new story based on the TOS episode Naked Time and Uhura and Masters were supposed to wreck Fisher's world and be really kinky and naughty but I lacked the talent to write that kinda filthy trash 😀. Just use your imagination and fill in the gaps of what these bad girls do.

And once again I abuse poor Geological Technician Fisher lol.