Peel Post - Wrong Choice

Posted on Thu Apr 10th, 2025 @ 10:34pm by Captain Jamie O'Connell & Lieutenant Commander Angel Devroe
Edited on on Thu Apr 10th, 2025 @ 10:49pm

Mission: THE KINGDOMS COME AND GO
Location: S/M: Answering The Call
Timeline: Stardate:78740.5

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{Valdaron}

The day was coming to a close with the Engineering Team having made some progress and Ensign O'Hara checking various functions of their computer.

Walking over Angel inquired "So....any progress Lieutenant Flannery."

A very tired Chief looked up at Angel "Well, I can tell you what the problem isn't.....it's not anything physical or mechanical; we've checked Engineering from one end to the other and every system has come up fine" Marcus explained.

Thinking for a moment "So what your telling me is it's has to be a computer incident then" Devroe stated.

"Yes that's correct Commander. Tomorrow I'll assist the Ensign so we can tag team the computer system and get this figured out" then Marcus paused "This could take some time; especially if we have to get into sub routines to track down the issue" he explained.

"Understood Chief, but at least you and your team have made some headway even if it's not the solution you were hoping for. Why don't you and your team, including your Specialist, return to the Peel and get some rest; you certainly deserve it" Angel ordered as she saw the General coming towards her out of the corner out her eye "Tomorrow you can hit the ground running being refreshed."

Marcus grinned "You won't get any arguments from me Commander" he replied then turned to gather his Team and return to the Ship.

Walking over to Devroe "Have you made any progress figuring out the problem with the rotation" the General asked hoping they hadn't just yet.

"General. Not exactly but we know what the problems aren't; now we just need figure out what they are" Commander Devroe explained.

A relieved General smiled "I'm sure you and your Team will figure things out eventually" then he paused "If you'd permit me, I would very much like to show you our state-of-the-art Medical Complex; I think you'll be impressed."

Thinking for a moment "Sure why not....but I need to check in with the Peel first" Angel replied with a smile.

That was the last thing the General had expected her to say, but knew if he tried to convince her otherwise that would throw up too many red flags "Sure go ahead" a decision he would regret later "And I'll meet you outside and we can walk to Medical; it's close by."

Giving a nod the General walked off as Angel tapped her Comm "Captain O'Connell, Commander Devroe, the Away Team have made some progress today and will get back at it first thing tomorrow morning and hopefully resolve the rotation issue" she explained.

[Good Commander. I hear the Away Team is back aboard; are you coming back soon yourself] the Captain inquired.

"Yes shortly Captain. The General wants to escort me to their Medical Complex and show me around then I'll return" Angel explained.

Sensing a pause [Commander you sure that's a wise decision; you really don't know the gentleman or the area] O'Connell stated being a little cautious as well as concerned for her well being.

"I'm sure it'll be fine, after all he is a General in the government so I doubt there'll be problem" Devroe assured the Captain.

[As you wish Commander, but please let me know when you're back aboard just so I can sleep tonight" O'Connell answered.

"Yes I will Captain, you have my word on it" Devroe stated as she made her way outside.

Once outside Angel walked over to her escort "Ready General" she commented as the two walked to the Medical Complex. They toured the facility for about forty minutes. As they were walking along he inquired "So what did you think of our facility" he inquired.

"Quite impressive I must say" she replied with a smile.

"There's one more place I'd like to show you" then he paused "Let's just say it'll be a life changing experience" as they walked a short distance then turned going down a dark street. Coming to a building "Here we are" as the General keyed in a security code making the door open "Ladies first" as he motioned for her to go first.

Angel was suddenly getting a bad feeling about the situation as she looked at the General "A.....if it's all the same to you....I think I'll pass; I should get back to the Ship."

In an instant his demeanor completely changed as he shoved her inside completely taking her by surprise "Inside bitch!" he stated then walked in behind her with the door closing and locking behind them.

Three guys walked up to them "Where's Clevex, I brought him a gift" the General stated with an evil grin.

"I'm Bevis, his second, the Boss is at the off world container trying to get some new recruits. Looking at Angel "My you've outdone yourself General, this fine piece of tail will bring a handsome price."

Devroe was quite confused at the moment but decided to assert herself "I don't know what this is all about but I am a Federation Star Fleet Officer and taking me against my will is an act of war" she stated emphatically as she reached for her weapon only to find it gone.

The General laughed " Do you think I'm that stupid to bring you in here armed; I took it from you while we were in the Complex and you didn't even know it and I don't give two shits about your Federation, we're just trying to bring this spineless government to it's knees so maybe we can finally have a real government so we can better control the idiots they call citizens.

"So what does that have to do with me" Devroe inquired.

"Dar'lin your just the icing on the cake" Bevis stated then paused with a smirk "Think of it as a career change. That sweet ass of yours will bring us a lot of credits; oh did I mention you'll be sold as a sex slave to the highest bidder" but before Angel could say a word he turned to his two goons "Take this bitch to the Brig and lock her up; I'll be there shortly."

The reality of the situation hit Angel like a ton of dilithium and as much as she struggled to break free her captors kept a firm grip. Bevis and the General talked for a few minutes then the General left and Bevis made his way to the Brig.

Walking into the brig area the two goons were standing outside of the cell waiting for Bevis as he ordered "Ok sweetheart strip so we can see the goods."

Looking them square in the eyes "I most certainly will not" Angel replied emphatically.

"You have two choices sweetheart....you either strip off your clothes or I'll send these two in there and they'll do it for you....and I guarantee you won't like it especially if they decide to sample the goods."

Now Angel knew she had to go into self preservation mode no matter how embarrassing or humiliating it may be as she said "Ok you win" and with that she took off all her clothes standing naked as a jaybird.

Bevis gave an evil smirk "Very nice.....you're going to fetch a handsome price for sure" as he admired her gorgeous naked body "Over there are your new working clothes so put them on" he ordered then the three turned and walked off laughing to one another.

Grabbing the bra Angel held it up and could plainly see just how small it was; putting it on she realized it barely covered some of her breasts. It was ruby red trimmed in gold. Under the bra was a long piece of material the same color and trimmed in the same fashion along with a belt. Looking at the attire she knew what it was; a breechcloth held in place by the belt showing her entire leg and thigh areas. (Think Princess Leia in Star Wars).

Sitting on the bench Angel felt so alone as she placed her head in her hands thinking "How could I have been so stupid.....I should have listened to Jamie and returned to the Ship" as she started to sob with the gravity of her situation taking a firm grip on her mind. If ever there was a time that Jamie should take her at her word.....this was that time....she would need his intuition to get her out of this situation. Sitting there Angel started thinking about her life long term "If I'm sold off I'll find a way to end my life before I'll be anyone's sex slave" she thought. This was a life she refused to live no matter what the cost.

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Lieutenant Commander Angel Devroe
Executive Officer
USS Peel
NCC-17015