Star Trek: Deep Space Nine
Alone In A Crowded World
by Lyda Mae (RavenDove) Jeppesen-Huff
Chapter Three: The Players In The Game
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Julian awoke much later to find clothes laid at the foot of the bench. It took him a moment to figure out how to put them on and they didn't quite cover as much of him as he would have liked. It was a sort of one piece thing that covered about as much as a skimpy pair of swim trunks and had interweaving straps that covered his chest and shoulders, but left his navel and most of his back exposed. There were also socks and a pair of knee length boots that matched the skimpy thing. It was better than being naked, but it was less than he would have hoped for.
After dressing he sat on the bench to take stock of his situation. Marteche entered the back cabin carrying a tray of mixed fruit and a bowl of broth that smelled so good that Julian was tempted to ask for seconds before he'd been handed firsts.
"Don't eat too quickly." she warned as she set the tray on Julian's lap. "Your first job is to help me keep up appearances Julianbashir."
Julian tried to mumble a name correction through a mouth full of fruit. He swallowed ad tried again. "My given name is Julian and my family name is Bashir."
"Which do you prefer to be called?"
"My friends call me Julian."
Marteche smiled "Julian is a nice name." She began her explanation again. "We are going to pretend that you are my new favorite sex."
Julian almost choked as she said that and looked at Marteche with more than a little concern.
She laughed, "Don't worry Julian, I don't like to take what isn't freely offered. This is just to keep the bigger players in the game here from getting wind of what I'm really up to." She held up the remote for his implant. "I have rigged this so it looks like it is on a higher setting when it's really at the lowest signal possible. When I press the switches you will only get a faint signal that will let you know how to act."
Julian swallowed what was in his mouth. "So I should only get a slight tingle of pain."
"But you should act like you are in absolute agony, and if I am rewarding you."
"I should act like I'm experiencing euphoria."
Marteche nodded, "It is common practice to give a visitor of my status a room with a bed large enough for them and their current favorites, and they will know if we have shared it, though we do not have to engage in any acts beyond kissing and caressing."
"I'm not entirely comfortable with that."
"You're not suppose to be." she said, "As far as everyone knows the reason why I change favorites so much is because I stop having fun when new slaves start enjoying my attention. So be a little stand offish and make it so I have to discipline you. It will make the show more convincing. When no one is looking I will keep my hands to myself."
"Are you certain that remote is properly set?"
She demonstrated pain and Julian found it to be more of an all over prickle than the agony he had experienced before. The pleasure setting was more obvious, but just as easy to shake off if he wanted.
Julian began to pace the cabin with questions burning in his mind. "Why do you do the things you do Marteche?"
"I do what I do for my own reasons Julian." She stood and headed for the forward cabin. "We are near landing on Heag. The first of my many stops on this trip. You may come and observe my pilot Den as he lands the ship if you please. I will have to chain you again when we disembark, but until then I will give you free reign of the ship."
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