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Star Trek:DS9 - Operation Trojan Horse. [3/4]
"The Dominion is planning to invade The Alpha Quadrant," whispered
Ul-Mar.
No'Kase sighed,"I have been in this Holding Cell for months now
and I KNOW that!"
"No no, I don't mean at some point in the future, I'm talking about
a matter of weeks!"
"Weeks?"
"Weeks, T'Nark, Weeks."
"So how is this of interest to me?" growled No'Kase.
"As a Gun-Runner, there is always a war, there are always sides,
and they always have money," chuckled Ul-Mar,"I wouldn't be much of a
business man if I hadn't already established lines of contact into The
Dominion."
"And what have these.... 'lines of contact' told you?" asked
No'Kase, sounding bored but anything but.
"That the Cardassian Empire is very, very likely to be over-run
within one week of The Dominion arriving in The Alpha Quadrant."
"Oh really," muttered No'Kase,"I think Cardassia might have
something to say about that."
"Please, spare me the patriotism," chuckled Ul-Mar,"After that
disastrous Cardassian/Romulan attack on The Founders and the current
hostilities with The Klingons, The Cardassians don't stand a hope in hell
of fighting off The Jem'Hadar and you know it. And do you really think
The Federation will leap to aid Cardassia?"
"Of course not, they'd dance on our graves," growled No'Kase.
"I doubt that," chuckled Ul-Mar,"However, they would take the
extra time Cardassia's overthrow would give them to formulate their
own defense."
"So why are you telling me this," spat No'Kase,"Feel like doing
a little dancing on graves of your own?"
"Not at all," laughed Ul-Mar,"What I offer is something for us
both, a way out for you, profit for me."
No'Kase did not respond, which Ul-Mar correctly took as
an indication to continue.
"My lines of contact extend all the way up to an
important diplomatic connection, part of a member of a race known as The
Vorta who run the day to day business of The Dominion for their Founders."
"Interesting."
"Very, I can assure you," laughed Ul-Mar again, his laughter was
like listening to liquid bubbles, charming at first but soon growing
very irritating,"And believe me, The Vorta is no more interested in a
long drawn out war than anyone would be.... with the exception of The
Klingon's of course. Anything that would speed up The
Dominion's take-over of The Alpha Quadrant, The Vorta are interested in
hearing about."
The Denebian paused, waiting for a comment from The Cardassian,
when none came, he continued.
"If I could get a representative from Cardassia to The Vorta,
a Treaty Offer could be given to that Representative who could then return
to Cardassia and give them the opportunity to be a part of the successful
occupation of The Alpha Quadrant... rather than a part of it."
"And why should Cardassia team up with The Dominion when they
could make a Treaty with The Federation and The Klingons, not to mention
The Romulans, and overthrow foreign invaders?" asked No'Kase with a
smirk,"The Human's have a saying,'Better The Devil You Know'."
"Because," chuckled Ul-Mar,"The Dominion is massing a secret
Fleet of Jem'Hadar fighters on the other side of The Wormhole, and within
the month this Station will be in the hands of The Dominion, perhaps
within the week.... when this Station is going through a major overhaul
of it's Operations Center."
No'Kase was silent for a long time, and then he let out a short
bark of laughter.
"Then it's over! The Federation, The Klingons, The Romulans, they're
living on borrowed time!"
"Oh, they'll continue to resist for awhile, making me a lot of
money of course, but yes, basically The Dominion will rule The Alpha
Quadrant within five years."
"Then everything changes," muttered No'Kase,"The Balance of power
will shift from The Federation to The Dominion, The Romulans will soon
fall into place and The Klingon's.... well, they'll never surrender but
they will be wiped out soon enough. That leaves Cardassia."
"And they can either be the first to fall.... or," started Ul-Mar.
"Or the first to join and share in the conquest," finished No'Kase
with a grin,"Okay, how does this help either of us, we're both in very
secure Holding Cells."
"You think I was captured by accident!" laughed The Denebian,"I
allowed this to happen to me so that I could meet you. You're the perfect
Cardassian for my needs!"
"Because I have no other options," muttered No'Kase darkly.
"Exactly!" laughed Ul-Mar, that bubbling laugh just plain annoying
No'Kase now,"And now that I've got your interest, what do you say... do I
have a partner?"
"Get me out of here, and I'm your man," replied No'Kase with a
grin.
"Then all we have to do is wait," chuckled Ul-Mar,"In five minutes
The Internal Sensors go off-line, and then my Partner will take down the
power grid and secondary generators."
No'Kase barked out another laugh, and then settled down to wait
for his freedom.
And The Denebian wondered to himself just where Odo was in the
room.
Odo re-formed outside of his Security Office and frowned, his
mind twisting and turning through possible conclusions he could make to
the conversation he had just overheard.
If his suspicions were correct, then everything he had just heard
was nothing to be concerned about.... but if he was wrong, and could he
afford to take the risk? then within a week The Dominion could hold Deep
Space Nine and Cardassia could be joined with them in battle against The
Federation.
Coming to a quick conclusion, Odo set off with purpose down the
ramping, tapping his comm-badge as he went and ordering one of the most
trusted of his Bajoran Security Detail to come up to his Office and keep
a close eye on No'Kase and Ul-mar.
"Be careful," muttered Rom to Kalis as the Technician began to
increase the plasma flow to the conduit in the Jeffries Tube the two
were crammed into,"The slightest miscalculation and we're going to get
fried."
"You know what I love about you, Rom," chuckled Kalis,"You're about
the most positive son of a bitch a guy could work with."
Rom's face fell, and then he smiled as he realized that Kalis was
joking.
"Okay, smart guy, just, uh, get to work."
"Good come-back," laughed Kalis, and then slowly began
to increase the plasma flow to make up for the deficiency running through
that section. Behind him, Rom monitored the plasma flow with
his tricorder, giving direction to Kalis as he made the
miniscule corrections needed.
The Security Officer stepped into his quarters, settled down at
the computer console and typed in a password.
"Computer, Security Clearance Jasons-001, Voice Check Analyze."
[Voice check confirmed,] replied The Computer,[Bypassing Security
Protocol's, Station's Internal Sensors are off-line.]
With a whirring noise heard through the Jeffries Tube, several
Sensor systems lost power, increasing energy output throughout the other
systems and drastically increasing the plasma flow.
"OVERLOAD!" cried Rom in shock,"Plasma Vent!"
Green plasma vented throughout the tube, burning the two
Maintenance Crew and dropping them down into the old Ore Processing Core,
hacking and coughing in pain.
Garak smiled at Bashir.
"Why Doctor, what a probing question, you certainly caught me off
guard, however can I come up with an appropriately misleading answer?"
Bashir leant forward and flashed a winning smile at the
Cardassian,"By evading the question long enough perhaps?"
"Touche Doctor, I must say...."
Suddenly, all around them, the lights went out.
"Well this should do the trick well enough," muttered Garak, staring
around in surprise.
Most of the cries from the Promenade were of irritation rather than
fear, but Bashir was more than a little worried.
"I know what you're thinking," said the Cardassian,"The last time
we had a powercut some prime examples of Neanderthal Cardassian tried to
board the Station."
"I had better get to Ops," said Bashir, standing up,"I hope you've
come up with a suitably misleading answer to my question by then?"
"Oh Doctor," called Garak after Bashir,"However are you going to get
to Ops if the power is out....the Turbolifts won't exactly be operational."
Bashir cursed.
"However," said Garak with a grin,"I may have a suitable solution."
Ul-Mar twisted his head in shock.
"What the hell is going on?" he cried, shocked beyond words.
The Internal Sensors had been supposed to go down, but he had been lying
about the power cut in order to give Odo an opportunity to make contact
with his connection to The Dominion.... if he did in fact have one.
"Your plan!" laughed No'Kase,"Well done, Denebian, you did it!"
The surgically altered human thought quickly, something had gone
wrong but for now there was nothing he could do about it, he had to roll
with it.
"Ahhh yes," he muttered,"Just a little sooner than I expected,
ahhh well, let's get going to meet my contact."
"The power is still on Odo's monitors," muttered No'Kase,"He's
must have back-up generators for his back ups... talk about paranoid!"
"It's what a good Security Officer has to be," muttered Ul-Mar,
not for the first time having second thoughts about this Sting Operation.
"Shhh!" muttered No'Kase, somebody's coming!"
How No'Kase had heard through the cacophony of noise coming from
the outdoor corridors was beyond Ul-Mar, but when the doors began to be
forced open he quickly retreated behind the Security Console, No'Kase only
barely visible in the dull glow of the still active Security Monitors.
Odo tapped his Comm Badge yet again, already resigned to the fact
that nobody was going to answer.
"Power's gone," he muttered,"Which indicates Ul-Mar was telling
the truth."
Nodding grimly to himself, he set off down the darkened corridor.
Meanwhile, on the Habitat Ring, in a special set of quarters
reserved for visiting Ambassadors currently unoccupied, a computer console
winked into life, opening up on a blank screen that provided the only
illumination in the darkened room.
[Awaiting password,] said the Station's Computer to the empty
room.
On-screen, encrypted text appeared.
[Password verified, transferring information from
Holosuite, encrypted and protected, Ambassador Class Security.]
The information, on a Security Level protected from the prying
eyes of anyone on the station including Constable Odo and Captain Sisko,
had power still been active, began pouring over the monitor screen,
gigabytes of text, pictures, graphs and scales moving at a tremendous rate.
Starfleet Security Officer Maria Valdez - the architect of DS9's
current woes, let her mouth hang open as she digested what Picard had
just told her,"You mean Marvek? But why would he?"
Picard frowned,"Because he isn't Vulcan, or at least he isn't
Marvek, I think he's a surgically altered alien, perhaps Romulan or maybe
Cardassian?"
"We have no choice then," muttered Valdez,"We have to take a
chance," she tapped her chest where her comm badge should be and
said,"Computer, search program, locate Ambassador Marvek."
[Ambassador Marvek is on Earth, San Francisco.]
"We have to leave," cried Valdez,"Moriaty isn't out right now,
we can leave without worrying," she was talking about what would happen
when they ended the program, to anyone watching they would disappear for
several seconds while their actions were implanted in their alternates
memories, then their alternates would reappear,"Computer, remove us from
the program."
[Unable to comply, scenario incomplete.]
Valdez turned and stared at Picard in surprise,"Computer, what
scenario?"
[Players must end Dominion threat to Station Deep Space Nine,]
replied the computers voice,[Only then may players leave program.]
"Computer," growled Picard,"Who inserted scenario?"
[Ambassador Marvek.]
The Captain and Security Officer turned and stared at each other,
they nodded and headed out the door.
No'Kase's fingers dug into the Security Guard's neck, the Bajoran
was wasting his efforts trying to pull the fingers away when he should have
been going for the weaker spots of the Cardassian's face, his eyes and nose
for example.
"Amateurs," snorted No'Kase as the man's face turned purple and his
eyes rolled back in his head. After a few more seconds he dropped the
unconscious guard to the ground and strode over to the Security Monitors.
He flicked his gaze over each one, the corners of his mouth raising
slightly as images came into focus.
"We don't have time for this!" whispered Ul-Mar furtively, his
hand to The Bajoran's neck, relieved to feel a pulse, weak and fluttery
to be sure, but at least still there.
"If Odo's back-up back-ups are running, there will be at least a
few others on other systems as well," replied No'Kase,"That means the
power isn't cut totally, just lowered extremely. These Security Monitors
let us see where these places might be."
Ul-mar nodded slightly, his face concerned but hidden in the
darkness.
"Quark's Bar has no power, but these monitors indicate that
his Holo-Suite's remain at full power.... interesting."
"Very," replied Ul-Mar distractedly, casting his gaze about,
hoping that members of Valdez's Security Detachment would burst through
there at any moment and arrest this mad Cardassian. Of course power was
still on in The Holo-Suites, for a Security matter this important they had
been placed on an independent power source to The Station, but No'Kase
was not to know that.
"Ops has reserve levels so low that they couldn't light
a candle," chuckled No'Kase,"And Life Support remains at full power, on
it's own reserve generators, of course."
"So have you seen everything?" asked Ul-Mar sharply,"My contact
will be waiting!"
This was true enough, another Starfleet Security Officer would
be waiting at one of the docking rings with a small ship, in order to
further perpetuate the Undercover Operation if it needed to be taken that
far to draw out any possible wrong-doing on Odo's part. The two of them
could easily overpower The Cardassian and there would be no harm done,
other than an hour long power shortage.... the origin of which he was
still unsure of.
"Okay, let's go," muttered No'Kase, then his eyes widened as
one of the images on the Monitor revealed a naked female lying on the
ground in one of the corridors that still had low levels of power. He
breathlessly typed in the commands on the console to zoom in, half not
believing his eyes as the camera zoomed in on her prostrate figure. He
noted it was gleaming with sweat and her large breasts were rapidly
rising and falling as she struggled to catch her breath.
"Been working out have we?" he muttered to himself,"Or perhaps
something else......" his eyes widened again as she sat herself slowly and
groggily up, her face coming out of the shadows momentarily before she
collapsed again.
Major Kira!
Memories flooded back to him, the incredible sensation of the
blowjob she had given him, and how much he had longed to push into her
deliciously tight pussy. Instead he had been forced to give that honor to
T'Nark, who had gotten him into this mess in the first place.
"Kira," said No'Kase, smiling evilly. He moved around the console
and knelt down beside the unconscious Security Guard's body, grabbing his
phaser,"We have some unfinished business!"
"Unfinished business?" asked Ul-Mar, stepping around the console
and spying Kira's naked body,"Oh no! No'Kase, we don't have time for this!"
In fact he would have killed for the extra time, but Ul-Mar was
not going to allow some poor Bajoran woman to be raped just to keep his
cover secret.
"There's always time for Kira," chuckled No'Kase,"Come on, let's
go!"
Ul-Mar twisted his head back and forth as No'Kase pulled apart the
doors with a grunt and moved out of the Security Office for the first time
in months. He couldn't allow No'Kase to go free, he'd never even been
supposed to get out of his cell.
Cursing beneath his breath and wishing he'd thought to grab the
phaser, the Security Officer rushed through the doors before No'Kase could
let them shut again.
"This Ore Processing Chamber," expounded Garak, who seemed to
take a great deal of pleasure in speaking all the time without actually
saying anything,"Has a Jeffries Tube which can get us to Ops, albeit by
a very circuitous route."
"And how do you know this, Garak?" asked Julian, grunting as he
and The Cardassian attempted to pull back the rolling Cardassian Style
Door that led into the old Ore Processing Chamber left-over from The
Cardassian Occupation,"Is having detailed knowledge of Station Schematics
a big part of the tailoring business?"
"Because, good Doctor!" replied Garak instantly with the wide
eyed smile that had become so familiar to Bashir, although he couldn't
see it in this pitch darkness,"This Station wasn't always Deep Space 9,
and it used to be that I was in a business where having said detailed
knowledge of Station Schematics could come in very handy."
"Oh Lord, more war stories from the good old days in The Obsidian
Order!" moaned Bashir, feeling the door shift slightly.
"Oh Doctor!" laughed Garak, feeling the same shift and redoubling
his efforts,"When are you going to learn, I wasn't IN The
Obsidian Order...."
The door rolled open with a protesting screech and Garak and
Bashir stumbled backwards.
With a grunt, Garak got to his feet, then found Bashir in the
darkness and helped him to his feet as well.
"I WAS The Obsidian Order."
With a grunt, Quark fell through the half open doorway leading
into the corridor housing his Holo-Suites. His workers were holding the
door open, all the Security Officers who had been in his bar fled to
various places on the Station for secret reasons all of their own and
Chief O'Brien and other Ops staff had rushed away to try and get back
to The Operations Center.
Quark, purely out of concern for his customers, was going to
check on The Holo-Suite with the Enterprise Crew in it.
He knew he was courting trouble, but as a Ferengi he knew every
possible way of looking at a contract until it made sense to his own
perspective.
"If I don't look at what the Enterprise Crew are doing, but
just check to make sure the program is still running," he murmured to
himself,"Then I haven't breached their privacy."
He sighed in relief at his nobility in honoring this contract
and moved to The Holo-Suite housing The Enterprise Crew, Ambassador
Marvek and Officer Valdez and activated a small monitor in the console
next to the Entrance Arch. Typing in his Security Over-Ride code, he
ordered the Computer to bring up some part of the Holo-Program that didn't
include the living participants.
What he got shocked him.
"So you noticed he was past twenty? You must have had a good
look," growled Jadzia Dax.
"You're the one who said he was cute," snapped Kira,"Bet you got
all wet between the legs just staring at him!"
"Don't you dare try and put this back on me!" yelled Dax,"I'm
not the one who was flirting with a BOY nearly ten years younger than me!"
Kira rolled over on top of Dax before she could react, straddling
her lovers waist she reached down and grabbed her breasts,"You know you're
the only one for me."
"Hey! what are you doing!" cried Dax as she felt Kira's hands
grab her plump breasts.
"Besides," laughed Kira,"He didn't have a pair of these!"
"You think you can just feel me up and it's all better?"
Kira leaned down and smiled smugly into Dax's face,"The only
reason you brought this up is because you're so horny," the Bajoran
beauty laughed,"Come on honey, I'm sorry about the way I've been acting
lately, I've been tired."
"Aren't you tired now?" asked Dax suspiciously.
Quark pulled his head back from the Monitor.
"What the hell is this? Some kind of weird sex trip for High
Ranking Starfleet Officers? I've seen better script in those sex holo's
on the Ferengi Porn-Net."
Despite this, he went back to watching.
Dax sat forward, wrapping her arms around Kira's back and pushing
her own tongue into the Bajoran woman's mouth, her arms made small circles
over her lovers back and she rubbed her tits together against Kira's,
sending a buzz right through her lesbian lovers body. Kira broke the
kiss and smiled at Dax, then pushed her back onto the bed, kissing down
her lithe, sweating body until she came to the plump breasts. She sucked
the erect nipples into her mouth and Dax groaned with pleasure, her legs
spreading out slightly and sliding one hand down between her thighs,
slipping a finger into her dripping pussy. Kira felt Dax's legs move
and smiled around one nipple, then began kissing down Dax's waist, sliding
her ass down her lovers body further and further as she got closer and
closer to Dax's love mound.
Kira kissed lightly about Dax's open thighs, she groaned eagerly,
wanting to feel her Bajoran lovers tongue in her dripping pussy, which
was longing for attention. Finally she slid her tongue lightly up the
length of Dax's cunt.
"Immm...yes," moaned Jadzia, wanting to feel her lover's tongue
in her so badly that she humped her hips up slightly.
Kira grinned wickedly and slowly pushed her tongue deep into her
lovers pink pussy, tonguing her lover's juicy wet snatch, she pulled her
tongue back out and then pushed it back in.
"You're always so wet," Kira spoke, muffled by Dax's pussy, she
curled her tongue and slid it back into Dax's hot, tight cunt, Jadzia's
juices sliding into her mouth and down her throat.
Dax's juices were flowing faster now, a stream of hot, cuntjuice
pushing into her lovers mouth as she was eaten out. Excess cum dribbled
down Kira's chin and between Dax's asscheeks. Kira slid a finger down
between Dax's delicious derriere and pushed one now wet finger against
her pink, puckered anus. As she did this her free hand parted Dax's
cuntlips and two fingers slid in while her mouth rode up and suckled on
her erect clit.
Kira got the response she wanted when Dax began moaning and crying
out in pleasure, her hips once more humping up and down as fingers slid
in and out of both her cunt and her asshole. Spasms rocked her body and
she jerked about uncontrollably as her climax rocked through
her, orgasming noisily her cuntjuices spilled all over Kira's face and
onto the sheets. She gripped Kira's head tightly with her hands and
ground her cunt up into Kira's face, her clit pushing into her teeth,
her cunt lips and asshole clamping down onto her fingers. Kira pushed
her face even deeper into her lovers cunt, her tongue flicking in and out
of Dax's fuck-hole, sliding around her fingers.
"Oooohhhh! I can't take it anymore!" screamed Dax through gritted
teeth,"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhh I'm CUMMINNG!"
"Who announces their orgasms?" muttered Quark, but his gaze
remained fixed on the monitor and his erection was rising in his pants.
Kira just smiled and continued to suck expertly on her girlfriends
flooding pussy. She shot her tongue up Dax's juicy slit, her fingers
scratching along the cunt walls, her nose pressing against her clit.
Jadzir just shook, her body spasming with wild desire as she came
once more, her body shuddering wildly, rippling in uncontrollable ecstasy.
Once more Kira's mouth was filled with pussyjuice as Dax came again, she
ground her hips up into Kira's face, mashing her mound against
the Bajoran's face. Dax stiffened and gave a scream of pleasure, her hands
gripped Kira's head as tightly as she could and she wrapped her long legs
around Kira's back, pressing down as hard as she could, she raised her
upper body and every muscle seemed to lock up.
Finally her legs unlocked and collapsed down next to Kira's side,
her muscles relaxed and she slumped back onto the bed, her hair plastered
around her face and her chest rising and falling with large, heavy breaths.
Kira pulled her fingers free from Dax's open orifices and made a
couple of probing licks into Dax's sensitive pussy, then she raised her
head and grinned at Dax.
"Do you still think I was checking out that blonde?"
Dax laughed, her body jerking slightly in genuine humor.
"No," she finally said,"Besides, I don't think he could keep up the
pace!"
"Speaking of which," laughed Kira, she got up onto all fours and
spun her ass around, her pussy resting a few inches from Dax's mouth,
already wet and ready,"Use that tongue of yours!"
Quark pulled his head back from the monitor and shook his head
in amusement.
"All that Security, all that Latinum for a little
'Corporate Relief'?" he laughed,"These Hoo-Man's are just so pathetic!"
He heard a dull thuds against the Holo-Suite doors and his eyes
widened.
"Well! there goes the Security Deposit!"
End Operation : Trojan Horse [3/4]
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