Dax cleans up her mess
From Create Your Own Story
When Ganoma walked in, Dax couldn't help but feel embarrassed of her current state.
"Bitch! I leave you alone for a while and you make a mess on the floor! Be ready to mop it up."
Ganoma removed her restraints and pushed her to the floor, "Lick your juices up, all of it."
"Fuck you," Dax whispered under her breath. She wanted to vomit when she slowly went in to slurp her own vaginal juices. It was slightly sweet, however the humiliation of the process was very great. She finished as quickly as she could but when she got up, Ganoma made her lick the vibrator clean as well.
"Now Starwhore, we're goi..." Ganoma was cut off by a sudden shock to the ship and Tormas calling him to the bridge immediately thereafter.
"It will have to wait Trill, but to make sure you don't go anywhere," another shock went throughout the ship and Dax used the moment to incapacitate Ganoma by hitting him on the head with both of her fists, sending him to the floor. Jadzia wasted no time rushing out of the room and throughout the corridors.
As she ran down a hallway she heard three or so Nausicaans running in her direction, she looked for a place to hide but there were no alcoves or doors. As she put herself flat against the wall, she felt the familiar tingling of a transporter beam. Five seconds later, she was on-board the Defiant in the cramped transporter room.
A day later, she had made a full recovery from her imprisonment, physical at the very least, and was in a meeting with the executive staff of Deep Space Nine.
"So when we knew the Nausicaans had taken you, Odo searched for information about their ship." Kira explained.
Odo added, "They had been making runs between here and Kronos for some time now, it was only a matter of assumption at that point."
"Well, I know I've thanked you before but thanks again, I didn't like the idea of being with them forever."
Commander Sisko stood up, "The station is still in big trouble, we can't keep like this much longer, we have to eliminate that signal!"
"Signal?" Jadzia asked.
"Yes," Julian replied, "That Bird of Prey we found was being targeted by some strange signal, coming from the Trivas system. You might remember it, it was held by the Cardassians until 2372. The signal caused the Klingons to mate much more rapidly as time went on, causing their hearts to eventually fail. Unfortunately, the signal began targeting the station soon after the Klingons were done in, a few hours before we found the ship."
"That's strange," Jadzia thought aloud, "that kind of technology isn't known, it may have come from the Gamma quadrant."
Commander Sisko spoke, "Dax, I want you to go the the Trivas system. Learn whatever you can about where this signal is coming from and how to stop it. Meanwhile, we'll be working on keeping the station as stable as possible and maybe try and come up with something to stop the effects! If you don't think you can take the signal down alone, send a subspace message as soon as possible."
"All right, I'll leave first thing in the morning, good night everyone." Dax headed to her quarters to get some sleep. Even though she had been in bed most of the day, now it was her comfortable bed instead of the one in the infirmary. Dax drifted off to sleep with thoughts of her regained freedom fresh in her mind.
Does anything happen to her during the night?
| Status | ||
| Equipment | Night gown | |
| Location | Jadzia's quarters | |
