[SilverGhost]

   The scene is the ISS Enterprise 1701-D.  Inside huge warship near one of the cargo bays there was an arena designed to allow crew members to settle any differences or to prove their point.  On one side of the ring in the middle of the arena was Lt. Commander Deanna Troi, the ship's inquisitor.  The half Beta-Zed half Terran beauty wore a tight black midriff baring tank cut top with a long flowing black skirt slit up almost to her belt, and long black gloves that came up to the middle of her biceps.  Her brown eyes narrowed as she looked across at her opponent.  Captain Annika Hansen* wore what amounted to a red sports bra, a red mini-skirt with a gold sash around her waist, and black thigh high boots.  Hansen's ship, the ISS Voyager was docked alongside the Enterprise so that these two could settle a bet that the Admiral had made as to who was the toughest...you are that admiral.  Hansen ran her thumb along to the top of her right boot where she usually kept a dagger, but it had been taken away for this non lethal fight.
   "Come on Blondie, let's see what you've got." said Troi with a hint of an accent.
Hansen walked toward Troi with her hands raised in a defensive posture.  Troi swung toward Hansen's head, but the blonde ducked and popped a hard left hook into Troi's bare belly.
   "Oooosh!" spat Troi as she bent.
A right hook caught Troi behind the ear and knocked her to her knees.
   "I'm never going to take this woman with my fists, she's too good for that." muttered Troi as she shook her head trying to clear the cob webs.
Troi backed up as she got to her feet.  Her dark eyes widened as she looked into Hansen's baby blue eyes.
   "Fear!" whispered Troi.
Hansen's eyes widened, her lower lip began to tremble and she backed away breathing heavily.  Troi could only project the emotion, she had no idea what was going on in Hansen's mind.  Hansen backed into the wall of the ring, trembling in fear.  She held her hand up and sank down to one knee.  In her mind Hansen watched as her family's shuttle craft crashed and hearing her parents scream as fire went through the ship and reaching for them as she was beamed out of the ship seconds before it exploded.  Troi smiled, knowing that Hansen was completely helpless.  She drove a knee into Hansen's gut, then as Hansen slid down the wall whimpering Troi rained down punch after punch into her beautiful face.
   "You won't look so pretty when I get done." said Troi as she planted a hard kick across Hansen's navel.
Captain Hansen groaned as she rolled to the floor semi conscious.  Troi stepped back and looked toward where you sat with Captain Picard on one side and Commander Riker on the other.
   "That's my girl." said Riker.
   "That's enough Inquisitor, you answered the question." you said.
Troi walked toward you and you couldn't help admire such a beautiful and sexy woman.  Hansen struggled to her feet and wiped blood off her lower lip.  She walked gingerly toward you as well.  Even with a black eye and a busted lip she was still gorgeous.
   "Captain, I want your agonizer." you said.
   "No!  Please!" gasped Hansen.
   "I lost three months pay on this fight.  I'm going to take it out of you in pain." you said.
Hansen's hand trembled as she pulled a small triangular shaped device off her blouse and lay it in your hand.  You touch the control, then lay the triangle over Hansen's heart.  Hansen's eyes close tightly, her lips pull back off her clenched teeth, and her whole body shudders as a wave of pain shoots through her nervous system.  The ship's crew laugh and jeer as Hansen shrieks in agony.  You pull the agonizer back just before she can pass out from the pain, you have been doing this for a long time and know how to make people suffer.
   "Well Captain, what do I get for winning?" asked Troi.
Picard looks at security men stationed on either side of us.
   "Lt. Worf take the Inquisitor to the agony booth." said Picard.
   "What?" gasped Troi.
   "I just lost six months pay on this fight, you're going to regret it for about an hour." said Picard.
Worf put his hands on Troi's arms and pushed her kicking and screaming out the door.
   "No!  Not the agony booth!" screamed Troi as the door closed.
Ten minutes later I was walking with Captain Hansen toward the transporter room where we would beam back to the Voyager.  We heard a scream and Hansen stopped to look in another room.  Inquisitor Troi stood in clear tube with a glow coming from the ceiling and covering her sexy body.  She screamed until she ran out of breath.
   "It's not fair!  I won!" gasped Troi, then she began to scream again.
Hansen smiled as we walked to the transporter room.


















* in the extended Mirror Universe stories Annika Hansen's family crash landed on Cardashia Prime so she was never a Borg.  After working for a spy for the Obsidian order, she stole the Voyager and rescued the crew from prison mines and returned to the Empire, where she was made Captain of the ship

[Katrynna]

lol what a cheater! maybe the agonizer booth will simulate some more of those belly shots. good story.

[SilverGhost]

Because it Ensign Ro and T'Pol were requested


   In one of the guest quarters on the ISS Enterprise Admiral T'Pol waited impatiently near the door.  Even though the Vulcan was just over two hundred and fifty years old she still looked the same as she had when she had been the first officer on the first Enterprise under Captain Archer.  Her uniform was reminiscent of her Imperial uniform from those days with the short blue blouse and tight blue pants.  There was a beep as someone pressed the call button outside her door.
   "Enter." said T'Pol in a stern voice.
The door opened and T'Pol shuddered when she heard Troi still screaming down the hall in the agony booth.
   "That gal is a screamer." said T'Pol's visitor.
Ro Laren stood in the doorway wearing a tight red sleeveless blouse and tight high waisted black pants.  Ro stepped into the room and the door closed behind her.
   "I have been looking over your record, Ms. Ro." said T'Pol.
   "Could you at least listen my proposal before you turn me down.  I know here in the Empire that Bajorans are nothing more than slaves, but you have the authority to make me your Ensign." said Ro.
   "I will have to admit that I find most Bajorans fascinating." said T'Pol as she walked up closer to Ro.
Ro stood unflinching as T'Pol ran her finger over the ridges down the bridge of her nose.
   "You have been well trained, but I can sense the anger boiling down in your belly." said T'Pol as she lay her hand on Ro's belly.
Ro bit her lip trying not to say the million things running through her mind and just stood still as tall as she could.
   "Proud woman, I like that.  Love that long lean belly too." said T'Pol as she ran her finger down the middle of Ro's flat stomach.
T'Pol smiled as she felt Ro's abdomen tighten under her finger.
   "So tell me, Ms. Ro, would your pride allow you to accept the position as my concubine with the title of Ensign?" asked T'Pol as she moved in almost nose to nose with Ro.
   "Concubine of the sexiest woman in the Empire, who wouldn't?" asked Ro.
   "Congratulations, Ensign Ro." said T'Pol as she slipped Ro's agonizer off her blouse without the Bajoran noticing it.
Ro closed her eyes and turned her head to kiss the Admiral, then felt the agonizer just above her navel.
   "Oooohh!  No please!  Not in the stomach!  Noooohhhh!" screamed Ro as she backed away.
Ro backed into the wall and shook her head as her entire body ached.  Ro tried to push T'Pol away, but she was no match for the Vulcan's strength.  Ro gagged and a little blood trickled from the corner of her mouth.  T'Pol turned the agonizer off and scooped Ro up in her arms.  She carried Ro down the corrider and to the lift, then down to Sick Bay.  As a nurse worked over Ro, Doctor Beverly Crusher led T'Pol into her office.
   "Admiral, I've warned, I've complained, I've even sent messages to Imperial command about your behavior.  That poor girl in there has a few tears in her intestines and we can fix her up, but you've got to quit abusing those poor Bajoran slave girls like that." said Crusher.
   "Doctor I was flying starships when your great great great grandfather was in diapers.  If I want to make a few spies or slaves suffer then what business is it of yours?" said T'Pol.
   "As Chief Medical Officer of this ship I have to ask you for your agonizer." said Crusher.
   "I'm an Admiral." said T'Pol.
   "When you endanger a member of the crew, it falls within my power to ask even you for your agonizer." said Crusher.
T'Pol's face took an a resigned look as she pulled the triangular shaped disk off her blouse.
   "Now to make sure that you understand what you're doing to these girls." said Crusher as she turned on the agonizer.
T'Pol's dark eyes widened, then closed tightly when Crusher put the agonizer on T'Pol's bare belly below her navel.  T'Pol fought with all she had in her to keep from screaming from the pain, but in a few seconds she let out a cough and thick green blood trickled from her mouth.  Crusher took T'Pol out into the sick bay and put her on a bed for the nurse to heal her wounds.