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Frances of Venus: Report 01

By: HumanEndeavor



These true dreams started as a wanting for good to triumph over evil and in intense desire that my sexual nature be respected and fulfilled. I created my central character in the form of a woman. I love the sci-fi short story and this could be an adult movie series as it was in my dreams. The source of plot background and female beauty was the Star Trek series. I want to tell you of a striking deep dream but I must give the background dreams first. Consider this a top-secret folder for your eyes only on an alien called Ambassador Frances of Venus. In dreams she is softer than this cold objective report, but here it is. 

First Report

It began on Voyager, after Seven of nine had arrived. There was one called Frances of Venus, from a planet few realized and less respected. The culture there had allowed more freedom of sexual development than most and many were outspoken lovers of both sexes. Frances was pretty with somewhat exotic lips according to many cultures. She had gotten into trouble because she introduced Seven to sexual pleasure. Frances had a particular trait of being able to stimulate the internal muscles and nervous system of her lover to provide intense or varying degrees of orgasm. With a kiss she could wet panties. The captain could not prevent her from getting to Seven or Kess another being of growing powers. From her mating with Kess she knew she was transforming even more than Kess. She had needed to bond with Kess even though it got her into more trouble. 

But let us talk of her weaknesses, for this report had its own flashbacks. Long ago she fell in love with Deana Trois of the Enterprise. She sometimes had to beg Deana to relax to let her massage her and lead to whatever happened next. She even had an affair of sort with Commander Riker to try to get him to stop treating her with contempt because of her love for Deana. She gave him anal and he treated her rough even as she begged him to be more understanding of her love for Deana. It didn't help when Deana found out.

One time there was an entire episode where she was sexually driven to Wess, Dr Beverly's son, even though she didn't want to. It was as if a fever would come over her and he realized it early enough and took advantage. He knew that if she caught sight of his manhood erect she would get weak in the knees and could barely resist him. So he would plan to catch her at opportune times and places. She begged him to stop because she knew she could get into serious trouble, including imprisonment because of his age. 

To make matters worse this all happened after she had a one-night stand with Dr. Beverly and had to somehow explain what was happening. The Doctor cussed at her and called her pervert and tried to get her arrested, but Wess wouldn't cooperate. Frances pleaded with Beverly to realize there was some chemical attraction that was going on but the Doc was not buying it and a bad reputation spread, so that when Frances started seeing Seven on the Voyager ship the captain was angry. In related dreams Belana Torres' beautiful lips and kiss would affect Frances the same chemical way Wess did and Belana would torture her with it, by kissing her just before going to a meeting. Frances had a run in with Belana's fiancée but never slept with him for fear the Klingon in Belana might wind up killing her. Enough of summary flashback reports.

As the story slows down, Frances had made love to Kess and felt the energy transformation coming on. Kess left the ship and turned into a powerful energy being. Everyone on board thought that was the end of the weird events, for awhile. Frances fooled the captain into letting her borrow a space shuttle to circle a planet Frances claimed was her true home, looking to beam up a mineral that would help them power their ship and help hold off an invasion in the Gamma quadrant of the galaxy. At the Voyager command post someone cried out that the shuttle was still orbiting but no one was on board. The captain said Frances knows better than to beam down to the hostile environment. Further scans reveled she had not beamed on the surface and deeper scans finally revealed she had beamed into the center of the planet core. 

Then it began. The planet began to shrink as if being eaten from within. Voyager stayed three days waiting after retrieving the shuttle. They waited and watched in total disbelief. Soon only an asteroid stood in space and then there was only Frances. She didn't even signal but headed for the nearest star with some unknown propulsion. Then the unthinkable kept heads shaking for almost a week as the star began shrinking to nothing. When it was over Frances flew toward an approaching enemy convoy. When she drew near enough, few could realize, repeat or remember the blast. It was as if she opened a door within herself and the star poked through. Unfortunately for those nearby, the full blast of radiation, heat and light from inside a star's corona proved instantly fatal. In a second the convoy had been vaporized but the radiation was still there. Voyager had to shift away as fast as possible. So began the journey of Frances of Venus as she became to be called.

We won't go into how she then ruthlessly destroyed over two-thirds of the Borg and corralled them into a section of space. Destroying a planet was nothing to a star. She realized she was gaining reputation and decided to formalize her intentions. She called upon The Federation for entry with a peace treaty that basically said she would defend the Federation territory. The Federation knew it was an offer they ... well you know. 

Frances called herself The Ambassador, and claimed to be the representative of Venus, a planet which now resided somewhere inside her. No one dared challenge her. She later used a network of telepaths called "Liasons" to help negotiate for civilizations she might be at odds with. The Liasons were for the benefit of preventing a slaughter like the one I am about to tell you.



She had three laws or declarations called Factors. 

Factor One – there shall be no slavery in the neighborhood of Venus

Corollary One– the neighborhood of Venus is the Galaxy

(Since the planet traveled within her) 

Corollary Two – The Ambassador has no love for slaves, just hatred for 

slave owners, so slaves cannot be used as hostages

Factor Two – the murder of a friend or lover of the Ambassador could result in military 

action including the slaughter of up to one million inhabitants.

Factor Three – insult to The Ambassador was punishable by immediate death, usually 

dealt by a sword in a diagonal slice. No matter who or where you were, 

although Frances did give respect in the Federation forum or main hall – 

But once you stepped outside.

It was later found that she had a way to imprison a planet beneath an intense gravitational field with some other energy that prevented any escape from the planet. She could move asteroids with gravity to benefit worlds in need of minerals and although she helped many cultures she was not known for the good she did, but the devastating horrors. Far later it was learned she could create and open wormholes of any size leading to wherever she wanted. 

But now let us turn to Dremore, the planet widely known as the beginning of the reputation of Ambassador Frances. She obviously had been watching it for some time and found that it had many slaves on two worlds and a mining colony. Humans cringe when they recall how she baited that Drems as they were called. A Drem scouting troop of three ships had been patrolling and pirating ships in a certain sector, when they came across a small ship pulling freight. There seemed to be something odd as the ship gave off strange gravitational readings, as if it were vastly larger than it looked. At this time, few knew of Frances and less knew she had begun to manipulate matter to create ships and the appearance of a ship. Frances decided to play the helpless good-looking captain who said she was only carrying food, while scans showed rich minerals. 

The Drems took the bait and attacked. That was the biggest mistake of the species. Frances' little ship dropped her cargo and appeared to do battle with the troop. The ship appeared wounded but still so fast it was hard to get a weapons lock on her. Frances' ship soon to be called the ultimate or "Z-ship" destroyed one, crippled another and began to attack the third. It was luck that the third ship got off some communications for backup from an attack force of forty ships in a nearby sector. That's what they first thought. 

When the ships arrived the game was over. They fired. Frances opened up some sort of energy field in the engine drive area of each ship and within eight minutes the ships drifted helpless. Some fired at her ship but it just disappeared as fast as it had come into being. Then the cruelty began.

When the fleet commander screamed, "Who are you?" All they heard was "I am Frances, I walk in space". The she appeared before him on the deck. Lasers fired but passed right through to damage the command post. "How dare you", was the last thing he said as she sliced him in two. She then turned and asked, "Who's second in command?" A tall handsome looking woman firmly said, "I am". Frances had already read their minds and knew that killing the commander would force Coren, the second to deal with her.

Frances said, " You will contact your government and explain why my ship was attacked". Coren said "What! - I don't think so".

Frances said, "Pick a ship." Again a "what?" response. Then Frances was gone. 

One ship reported in that the alien was slaughtering troops throughout the ship, but leaving some of the women. When she was through only a handful of women and two men were left. Then another ship reported in. Then another. A brutal, slow and torturous eradication of life on forty ships took place. Blood was everywhere. Bodies were floating in space.

When Frances finally reached the command post Coren stood up. "What do you want?" was what she said but her mind was racing for this was no normal protest response to unwarranted search and seizure. She needed info fast to deal with this alien. Frances told her to come in the command private room. 

Frances said, "There is something I want you to do" and opened her clothing, while laying back on a couch. Coren said, "You're kidding me. You slaughtered over five thousand people on forty ships for sex?" 

"No, but almost everyone who didn't have sex is dead." 

Frances had caught some hiding, killing many immediately. Some fought and died, some fought first and realized they were outgunned, and some gave up quickly. But she coerced many to lay down with her and when they did, they were transported to a different place, like a garden until Frances had made them cum hard and they awoke back on the ship. 

"I need you to be submissive or it will be worse than you ever thought." 

Coren thought she meant she would torture her and sighed, "OK". She found Frances to be very gentile and that shocked her. So did the garden, but Coren could not get any bearings as to where they were or how they got there. 

When they returned to the command post, Frances told them to contact their government. 

Coren ordered it and the response was insulting for the officials didn't believe Coren's story but that led right into Frances' hands. Frances told Coren to organize the team of people she had left to pilot the ships, clear the cargo bays and set course for Dremore. 

Since Frances had left the weapons systems intact Coren had to ask.

"Please Frances, don't force us to make the ultimate sacrifice. No one here will fire on our home world." She meant they would kill themselves first.

Frances' response caused shock and eventual tears as the truth set in. 

"You're not going to attack. You're the life boats!"

Meanwhile, back at Dremore, the official who responded to Coren told a gathered congress that a ship had appeared on the edge of their system and requested that they cease slavery. The laughter died down when a woman appeared in the midst, declared war, grabbed the official and began whipping him to death. The man could not move as if imprisoned in a gravity jacket. The horrified congressman and woman fled to the doors and called security. Lasers were useless. The doors were open but a force field was around the room. 

Then the brutal terror. A son of the official at home walked toward his bedroom doorway and into a wormhole and out into the congressional arena and a brutal and fatal whipping. 

For hours with whole families Frances repeated the terrible act. Then began the beatings outside in the streets as the rich inhabitants looked on at the death of their leaders and fled with hearts racing. 

Someone in security had got word to the fleet nearby in hyperspace and even contacted Coren and let her know. What they didn't know was that a ship had already been attacking the fleet and as the fleet entered normal space they were met within two seconds with a wormhole and flew right inside to come out inside a star. They didn't have time to tell others. Fourteen hundred ships perished. Now a blue haze surrounded planet Dremore and no one and nothing could get off. 

Coren's fleet entered the Dremore system. One of the ships had a higher-ranking officer on board who wanted to take control, but Frances told her she would whip her to death if she caught her ordering Coren. Ambassador Frances consented to allowing the officer to offer suggestions.

Frances appeared at the command post. She said, " Open communications to all ships. Nothing can get through the field around Dremore except what I bring through. When I laid down with you, I read your minds and know those you care about. These and their families I will bring aboard into your large cargo bay 2. You must bring each group out of cargo bay 2 and move them into other areas. I will continue to transport people into bay 2 as it is cleared. If the mind of one of these holds conquest and slavery of others as dear they will not be allowed aboard. They may be some exceptions for the aged, but not all because they can teach others. "

One of the women on Coren's ship came to her and said "What about those who wouldn't have sex with The Ambassador. Coron shrugged and said, "You get no one". Then the woman, who was called Seka went to Frances and said, "You win." 

"Excuse me?'

"Do you want me to ask you can I lick you?"

"No."

"I have a lot of people I care about. Please let me help them."

"Because you were skilled they needed you, but if I let you bring your family you will boast that you never had to lick me. So you will have a test and if you fail, you lose."

"What sort of test?"

It will take a while to bring up all the families, but in two days you will be tested and you will tell me who it is you are licking - blindfolded."

"What?"

"That's right, of all the woman who did lick me."

"But how can I figure that?"

"You will have to taste each of them, maybe more than once."

"Oh come on, you don't mean... - all of them?"

"All of them!"

Seka was furious, but calmly said, "Isn't there something else I could do?"

"No." 

When the last were aboard Frances began bringing up supplies and technology from the planet. When that was over she ordered Coren to take the fleet on a certain course. As they withdrew from the system, many in tears they looked back and saw a nightmare. 

Using the gravity of a star Frances pulled the planet out of orbit and headed it into the planet's sun. The blue haze was still strong. Everyone was weeping.

They headed for a remote system and planet owned by a civilization that also owned slaves. The beings there sent warships to intercept Coren's fleet but you realize that was a setup too. After some political maneuvering, The Ambassador declared war, destroyed the ships in a star burst and pulled the two ruling planets out of their orbits and sent them colliding into each other with a terrible silent roar until the blue hazes were one and finally disappeared, but that is another report.

There are other reports. One is about the ship acting on it's own, in defense of the Enterprise, phase shifting the Enterprise so it couldn't be hit by enemy fire. The crew tries to reason with the enemy because they know what will happen if Deana is hurt or killed. This report includes The Ambassador's respect for Picard, as she will always ask permission to come aboard, but not to leave.

Another report is sadly of the hunting and elimination of a species including woman and children after the death of one of The Ambassador's lover. 

There are more reports, some at Deep Space Nine, like the hot conflict with Major Kira.

It is imperative that you read them all. 

Read them all.

Frances of Venus: Report 02



Literotica has to look out for potential lawsuits so my introductory stories using Star Trek characters were placed in the Celebrities section with a disclaimer. However, these stories belong to Sci-Fi fans. To avoid any problems for Literotica all references to TV or Movie characters have been removed. The names are changed to protect ... us, but your imagination can link with mine to create the right characters. 

The following is the end of a dream in a series of dreams that lasted over two years. They were borne out a desire for the vengeance of good over evil.

Episode Two: Wrong Aim - Conclusion 

The stars shined harmlessly, like fireflies on earth. From a distance, stars seem so nice as they twinkle, gentle and pretty. Closer they are blazing cauldrons of tremendous heat and deadly electromagnetic radiation of various frequencies and wavelengths. Comets streaking across the sky are sometimes considered good luck to those who wish upon a falling star. But that depends on whom it lands on. All in all, objects from space are better seen from afar. 

When Frances of Venus entered sector 12 of the Rem Alliance territory, no one was calm. Scout ships saw her advance several light years away and reported her approach like a countdown. Sometimes they would see a bluish white streak go into a dark space and exit far in the distance. Gravity monitors jumped for an instant indicating something very large was moving into the sector.

Three groups in particular waited nervously. Aboard the starship Venture, Nefti looked out at the stars from the cafeteria. She was a golden tanned woman with soft green eyes and long shiny red hair. Lately, she had tried to take her mind off the meeting with Ambassador Frances by trying to make herself look more beautiful than ever. She knew of Frances' intense weakness for other women and she was secretly going to try to impress Frances with her beauty. Maybe Frances might not want to kill her right away or at all. If only she got a chance to talk to her.

She knew Frances was telepathic. Then Frances would know that Nefti was telling the truth when she told her that she had thought she was on the side of the good guys when she fired the torpedoes that killed Frances' lover. The conflict in space was to be part of the crusade to win back long stolen territory from a supposedly deadly group, in the Qari zone. Major Nefti and all the other soldiers of the Rem Alliance didn't know they had been deceived and were actually taking over Qari territory for their council's financial gain. The council wanted control of the mineral rights. Nefti hoped that Frances would understand their mistake ... and care.

Danii, the ships empath and others had tried to calm Nefti but she felt so alone and afraid to feel guilty, lest she not convince Frances. She didn't feel she deserved death. No matter how she tried she couldn't stop the tears. That made everyone near her nervous. That's why she had just left the bridge. Her only solace was that Captain Eastwood seemed confident and remained calm. Now the fear was spreading in this room.

On earth, The Galactic Federation forum was loud and chaotic. Many were there to hear of the approaching nightmare. The telepathic Liaisons of Venus were gathered to report whatever Frances thought projected to them as she approached. The vultures were gathered to take over trade routes and contracts of the Rem Alliance. Some were trying to sell useless weapons that were said to be effective against Frances, based on the Report One data crystal. 

Oddly enough, the Federation itself had started a Research and Development covert project with only one council member responsible for it's operation. Its avenues of exploration were machines to destroy stars and biotech to kill telepaths. The councilman had never been asked to do this, only hinted. If caught, Frances would be horribly brutal, but the risk was that she wouldn't attack the Federation - just him. Many in the forum were already saying she was way too powerful, even though she didn't interfere in the politics of most of Federation members. The Venture got the dangerous task of gathering info on Frances because of the many people that she liked on the Venture. 

On Rem, Kondale, head Minister of the Alliance had not slept all night. His tall frame looked somewhat haggard and bent. His long hair and reddish brown skin looked good outside after he applied cosmetics, but inside he felt tired and worried. Last night he had the dubious pleasure of deciding who escapes before the Ambassador arrives and who stays and maybe dies. He had secretly sent away some of the best minds of the Alliance to a remote colony, but he was afraid to alert the masses. He had requested a Liaison from The Federation to help deal with Ambassador Frances. The first thing Amel told him was that no one deals with Frances; there are only levels of submission. Amel, like most Liaisons of the Ambassador was beautiful. A short curly blonde with a cute girlish face, she was usually taken for a timid being. Usually that impression lasted no longer than her introduction. Her frame was curvaceous, athletic and strong, just like her personality. 

"You need to get your people going on Phase One of the disintegration of the indentured servant system" was the second thing she told him. 

"Hello, to you too." he said as he looked first at her eyes, then face, then her ample breasts in her clear blouse.

"I'm sorry Minister, but I hope you will not consider me tactless or rude, but you will have to be extremely tactful and submissive when you meet with Frances. She plays parliamentary rules, but the stakes are ridiculously high. I want you to get used to me being rude, because the last thing you will do is lose your composure and be rude to Frances. Literally - the last thing."

Kondale looked bothered. "I got the crystal from Devout One Baltis of the military. I read Report One. How do things look?"

"So far OK, but you've got to move fast."

"My council members won't readily embrace this Phase One draft I've been working on. Your suggestions will spell disaster to some of the interests of the lobbyist."

"Sir, with all the submissiveness I can present to you, I plead with you that if there is resistance in the council you must invoke martial law. You may be called upon to arrest and kill those who speak out while Frances is here, just to pacify her."

"What! Kill? Are you...?"

Amel kept on speaking. "The excuse is that the person is hereby convicted of treason, for anyone who deliberately angers Frances threatens the entire Alliance." Then emphatically and very slowly she said, "Are we clear on this Minister?" 

He just stared. She didn't blink and went on.

"Remember she is telepathic so don't even let yourself get angry but appear and be ready for honest negotiations. If she trusts you, your people have a chance. If not, who knows. She could just slaughter the whole council, if she reads many of the minds of the people and find them acceptable." 

"Let's go meet them," he said as steeled himself for the political battle of his career and life. 

Frances entered the orbit range of Rem. Her silver Z-ship did not orbit. It stood in space while the planet turned underneath. Amel looked up and felt her presence. 

"She came to us first. Good, she didn't contact the forum with any political statements. That's good cause she's open to hear us first. I feel her calm anger. I almost wish she had picked to meet the Venture first to calm her down about the death of Karen of K. But remember if the negotiations go wrong she still has her law or Factor Two - the death of a loved one punishable by the slaughter up to one million inhabitants."

Kondale made contact. "Greetings, Ambassador. I regret that we meet under these circumstances but I trust our meeting will begin a long lasting growing relationship. We welcome you to our conference." 

Frances of Venus transported or phased in front of them, dressed in what might appear as the black barbarian garb of a female warrior, showing gorgeous legs and beautiful skin. Her facial appearance was actually cute with the short jet-black hair. She might have been considered sexy if immediate death wasn't on the minds of those gathered. 

The meeting went smoothly until a, Minister Ecir tried to offer moving the indentured servants to remote colonies. That would make more trips for Frances to check on the status of Phase One. The colony he wanted to move them to would benefit his own mining operations in the area and he said so. Frances refused saying the effort here was to reduce and eliminate, not disperse and hide. She then stared at him. Without taking her eyes off him her soft sweet lips said, "Minister Ecir is not here for the Alliance, but a telepath and spy about to subvert the talks to bring destruction on the Alliance. He even considers it worth his life."

Kondale almost dismissed her comment. "Surely not... Minister Ecir has served...." He stopped when he remembered to whom he was addressing. He looked at Amel, then said, "Guards, arrest Minister Ecir!"

The guards would have arrested Ecir, but he glared at Frances. "So be it!" was all she said as Factor Three went into effect - immediate death for insults. From nowhere she reached behind her and drew a sword that was so shiny it flashed as it sliced the minister from the right shoulder to his left hip. People got up and ran. The guards had been warned not to offend the Ambassador in any way and froze, not knowing what to do. Amel quickly threw her robe over the body and said "May we retire to the music room, where we may listen to soft music and taste delicacies while we compose ourselves." Then quickly stepped over the growing puddle of blood to exit the room.

Aboard the Venture, a message came in for the captain in his office. Eastwood called for Nefti over the intercom. 

"Good News, the talks went Ok. Your people are saved. It seems that the required times of the indentured servants were reduced on a pro rate scale with the longest time being a year." He read on. "The Alliance will hold court and reimburse company losses with tax incentives and minerals. The alliance will also receive revenue from the asteroid Frances is going to move into their solar system. This will also bring merchants and employment. It will also open up jobs for indentured miners who already know the trade. The charter of the mission statement of the Alliance is being revised to prohibit conquest. The changes to the charter will probably make them acceptable to the Federation if they should ever decide to join. Frances didn't sign a treaty with them, but that's ok... However, it was not without some bloodshed."

Nefti's eyes widened. It would have been easier to deal with Frances if she had not already started killing. Eastwood continued slowly. "Frances scanned the minds of the council and killed the five, who were the engineers of the conquest operations and some councilman with strong business ties to the indentured servant system. Minister Kondale ordered the arrest and death of thirteen corporate leaders.

It also seems that, Frances told Minister Kondale that most of the thousands in the capital city thought the system was wrong." Then tilting his head and eyes away from the communications pad he said, " Something is odd. She wasn't there more than 3 hours, so when and how did she scan so many minds in so little time? It says she just visited the council." 

He began tapping the pad on his palm. "Maybe it was an image that appeared to be listening to the ministers. We didn't know she could do this. We may have to update Report One on the data crystal "

"Captain to the Bridge" was all they needed to hear. Nefti and the captain knew what that meant. When the screen came on, Frances was solemn, looking more sad than angry. "I got your message. Hello, Captain, ...Danii, Commander."

Nefti's heart sank, but she gathered her courage. "Hello Frances." She whispered. She didn't call her Ambassador because she wanted to be personal, not formal. Frances merely looked at her. Nefti then pleaded "Can we please talk privately."

"Will you come here?" Frances asked with no emotion.

Danii jumped in. "Frances, I know you're upset. Please come here and get to know her before you judge her... Frances, Please."

Frances seemed to melt a little. Eastwood added, "You're welcome to come aboard and meet in the Holo-suite. We haven't seen you in a while."

Danii aimed straight for her heart. "Frances let us comfort you in this time and help you to understand this tragedy ...and grieve."

Frances asked Nefti, "Will you hide aboard this vessel forever?"

Nefti rubbed her palms together as she exhaled loudly and said, "After we talk, I'll go with you if you want." Captain Eastwood reasoned to himself that he would still have the asylum card to play, since Nefti had requested asylum. Frances still respected him. 

They met in a Holo-design that looked like a sunny garden with tall green and white leafs. Large pink-eyed yellow petal flowers seemed to bow before them.

Nefti reached out to hold Frances' hands as they sat on a soft rock. At least Frances was not dressed as a warrior now. In truth her appearance was disarming. The simple flowing toga showed softness beneath, that almost startled Nefti. This innocent vulnerable looking maiden couldn't be the killer of thousands. She kissed Frances' hands and pressed them to the teardrops on her cheeks. "If I had known her..."

"You should go to her remembrance ceremony."

"If you think I should."

"I want you to orate her history to the gathering." Then in answer to Nefti's thought she said, "Learn of her."

Nefti began. " I really thought we were doing the right thing...Please... let me hug you... I would caress you, but I know you are hurt now. You know my heart is in wonder and awe at you. I would like to learn more of you too... Please don't hate me. I really want to ease your pain."

"I still haven't decide on Factor Two" Frances said reaching inside herself and summoning a harder cold attitude.

Nefti began to sob and shake her head as if to say No, No. "Frances, please... I already feel horribly ...responsible. Please don't make me live with the death of many more." Nefti couldn't bring herself to say the word "guilty" and wasn't sure she phrased that right because Frances could arrange for her to not have to live with anything - by killing her. 

"You did what they told you" was what Frances answered. "You shot where you were aimed...Karen was so dedicated. Amel reminded me that she wouldn't want others to die because of her, but..." Frances let out a sigh of grief. Softly she said, "One part of me wants to beat you and piss in your bleeding face." "Frances, please ... don't hurt me. I didn't know what we were doing was wrong. I'm not a bad person...I'm sorry... I'm sorry." She put her head down and cried. Nefti's mind was open and genuinely regretful. Frances then lifted Nefti's face and looked into her wet eyes and kissed her softly.

The worst part of Frances' grief was that there was no one left to strike at. The civilization had made a mistake and corrected its behavior. Far more in the galaxy had committed greater unpunished deeds. The biggest problem wasn't the masses. It was the leaders; otherwise she would have slaughtered a million just to show the Rem the consequences of conquest. Nefti, the soldier had been a tool, a weapon and a victim too. Frances wondered whether she was getting soft. She thought the remembrance ceremony would hurt Nefti when she fully realized who she killed and what it means to sacrifice oneself as a Liaison. Maybe that would be enough. Maybe Nefti could take her place.

Anyway, that was enough bloodshed for the day's pain. Kondale would learn soon enough that seventy of the hundred twenty he secretly sent into hiding were also dead. Frances lay down in Nefti's arms and slept. Karen came to her in her dreams.



Frances of Venus: Report 03



These are dreams that are part of an exhausting series of dreams that lasted over two years, while watching Star Trek Next Generation. You need to read Frances of Venus Report One located in the Celebrities Section for background to these dreams.

Report Three: "Tit For Tat"

Frances of Venus caught her as she arrived home. Jeanine 7 had just got off her shift at the top-secret base on an unnamed planet near Aries II. Security alarms would have gone off, if Frances had broken locks, but she opened a wormhole from wherever she was and entered the room without the tactical operations noting any energy surges in the area. No one knew Frances was even in that quadrant of space.

Jeanine almost fainted when she saw her and first thought to somehow signal for help, and then she remembered that Frances was telepathic. When Frances scanned Jeanine and tried to get info from her mind, she found a programmed block, that would kill Jeanine before the info was taken, but there was another way. Human mental guards were always disrupted by emotions. Jeanine found herself plastered against the wall. Some gravity field held her there with her arms pinned. 

Frances stared at her and her long dark blue hair shining in the low level light. Despite the mental guard she could tell Jeanine was scared. Frances rubbed her hair and caressed her face with the back of her fingers. Jeanine began to relax a little. Frances started rubbing her breasts pushing the material of her blouse apart. She began to blow kisses to her cheek and ear, then on her nipples. Her hand traveled down between Jeanine's legs without going for the straps holding up her tight pants. Frances then stared at Jeanine and began rubbing her vaginal lips apart with her fingers. Jeanine began to really relax as she thought Frances was just about to enjoy her and forgot the reason she was afraid in the first place. After about five minutes of continuous rubbing, Frances had Jeanine wet and ready. She introduced a very mild gentle electric stimulus, which traveled up Jeanine's nervous system and almost made her faint with pleasure. Jeanine started breathing heavy and after a few more minutes she knew she was about to orgasm. 

Frances stopped and stared softly into her blue eyes. Jeanine looked back at her short jet-black hair and her green eyes and said "What?" She swallowed hard and closed her eyes. She wanted to cum, but Frances wouldn't do anything. Jeanine was almost embarrassed. She badly wanted to take her own hand and grasp herself, but she couldn't move her hands. Frances stepped away. After clearing her thoughts Jeanine asked, "What are you doing?"

Frances said nothing, but came back to her and started rubbing her again. "Aw shit!" and "What the" was all Jeanine could say. 

Frances slipped her hand into the tight pants and began targeting the clit. Jeanine began to moan. Frances took her hand out to lick and wet her fingers before returning them to the fireplace between Jeanine's legs. Jeanine's eyes were closed and she was rolling her head as much as she could, involuntarily. Then her breathing rate increased more. 

Again, Frances stopped and stared softly into her blue eyes. Jeanine's eyes opened wide somewhat waiting, then darting from side to side as she tried to reason what the hell was Frances doing. Then Frances stepped back to her.

This time Jeanine tried not to enjoy, but when Frances hit her nervous system there was no defense. Jeanine tried to think of something else for distraction. Frances ripped her pants apart. Jeanine grunted in desperation first desperately searching for something distracting to think about, while at the same time remembering that those pretty lips of Frances were reported to be very soft and pleasing. It didn't take long. The lips were a far worse attack on her resolve than the electric stimulus. Within 45 seconds of those lips sucking on her clitoris, Jeanine gave up resisting. There was no stopping now. Damn it, she was about to orgasm or burst. 

Then Frances stopped, rose to face her and again stared softly into Jeanine's pleading eyes. Then Jeanine got angry for a split second, then mad. "Frances" she screamed through clenched teeth. She was emotionally disoriented. Frances stared hard at her and zoomed into her mind and gathered data so fast it was like watching a vid show in super fast display speed. Now Jeanine was really mad, then she realized Frances had no further need for her and cursed. She then calmed down and though still breathing irregularly asked, "Before you kill me, will you at least ..."

Frances pulled her off the wall. Fervent searches of the base were fruitless. Jeanine was gone.

On the starship Venture, a priority one call came in for Captain Eastwood to proceed to sector Aries II immediately and expect instructions on a secure channel in the next ½ hour. They were on a medical mission, so Eastwood knew something was terribly wrong. When it came through, Admiral Seti of Trilo didn't even bother with saying hello. Eastwood opened his mouth to speak but the Admiral beat him to it.

"During the Rem Alliance episode classified as 'Wrong Aim' it was hinted for me to begin a gravitational and telepathic approach to neutralizing Ambassador Frances of Venus. Accountability rests solely with me. No formal files exist here, although I had almost a Carte Blanche account. My budget is a normal one, but my expenses were never questioned or buried. The development of the defensive weapon to deal with her solar powers was located in the Aries II sector. You don't need to know about the other."

"With all due respect Sir, I doubt if Frances will consider this a 'defensive' weapon we are..." 

"We don't have time to discuss that," Seti said impatiently. Then slowly and emphatically he said, "She knows." 

That was enough to ruin Eastwood's day. The Admiral continued, "The Galactic Federation has been called into an emergency closed session to include the military and a few statesman."

"How did she...' the Captain interjected, shaking his head.

"We're not sure, but a high tech working on the star nullification project is missing since her last shift. We can only assume the worst. If it wasn't Frances, then someone else is trying to develop a defense against Frances. We've been monitoring the Liaisons of the Ambassador for any sign that Frances is aware. So far nothing." 

"That's not good. If she knows it would be better if she's talking to us."

True, ...as you know, she's very fond of you and your crew. She loves Danii, your ship's counselor most of all. Frances was an officer in the Federation before she became whatever it is that she is now, so we feel she believes in the good of the Federation. However, someone's going to have to pay and I might have to disappear before she learns of the other telepathic effort."

"Admiral, she could maybe understand that we want a negotiating hand against her solar power, but I think any effort against telepaths would be considered an attack against her Liaisons of Venus and telepaths in general. I would suggest we immediately cease those operations."

The Admiral refused to recognize that statement and kept on, "Captain, there's a very slim chance I'll come out of this alive. I believe I was chosen because I have no family. I will meet you at the base in Aries. We are going to test the Weapon when she comes."

The captain just stared, his mind racing. 

The Admiral paused then continued. "She's going to destroy the base anyway, so rather than it be a total waste, at least you'll be there to record the weapon's effectiveness." 

"And Frances is going to just let us walk away with this information?"

"You're the best chance. I don't have to tell you what's at stake. - Seti out"

Eastwood had never in his career been upset enough to think of saying "Shit", but he sure was thinking it now. They wanted him to risk his ship on a mission from a position in which his allies were intent on deceiving and his adversary was quite capable mentally and physically to slaughter some of his crew to share the pain of her deception. This would take serious parliamentary diplomacy. He called Danii and the Commander to his office.

An officer almost lost control as he called out the warning at the base in Aries II. "Gravitational pull 85 and rising fast. Signal has disappeared."

Frances was coming and not hiding. Alarms went off all over the base as Solar flares began erupting out of a huge wormhole in space. It was as if she opened her blouse and a dimension at the same time and a star on the other side peeked through. The planet, which had been in relative darkness, now was aflame. The flares made crisp ashes out of buildings and trees alike. Mountains became like volcanoes and molten rock flowed everywhere. Admiral Seti thought it was smart to hide the weapon below the surface. In an instant his face froze as he wondered whether Frances was reading his mind now. It didn't appear so as the flares were incinerating the planet surface. The Admiral ordered the weapon activated. 

All stars become red giants when they burn off their initial supply of hydrogen. That is the start of their long death throes. The weapon was to accelerate this process. The idea was simple, but the power needed was enormous and the core of the planet was the base of power. Using a super transport system, hydrogen was to be beamed out of the star to just outside the stars corona. This disruption in the stars energy flow should have some affect on Frances who seemed to actually contain a star within her or connected to her in some dimension. 

The Venture was just outside the system and Captain Eastwood had all long-range scanners on. Everything went relatively calm for a minute while the weapon beamed huge amounts of hydrogen, whenever the flares appeared. But would it be enough to affect the star within Frances? After about seven times, space went dark and silent again. Then the horrific nightmare began. 

It appeared that the door within Frances opened and the resulting electromagnetic blast fried most of the computer relays on the Venture. Automatic radiation procedures appeared to be failing as fast as the navigational backup systems. Everyone on the bridge was busy rerouting power systems and shutting down sections. Reports came in that four crewpersons in engineering were dead and energy shields were failing. Radiation was rising and the ship was a mess. There were fourteen cracks in the hull and eight of them with no shielding. Two more crew were dead in personal quarters. 

Danni screamed "Frances!" Her heart was pounding and she was scared. A long time ago, when Frances had made love to her and put her tongue between her labia, Frances had placed a dimensional chip there that registered Danii's metabolism. Frances could tell when any of her lovers was in danger or called her. Only an unexpected blast could wipe out a lover without her becoming aware. Just like the way Karen of K died in a torpedo explosion from the Rem Alliance ship. 

The Venture jolted and a wormhole opened up in its immediate path. The Venture found itself just outside Solar Base 24 and a mental blast hit the solar base, which not only caught their attention to the starship, but also knocked all the personnel to the floor disoriented, blacked out six crewpersons and put two telepaths into comas. Meanwhile, the Venture lost all power and all hands were ordered to abandon ship. It took Eastwood and the senior officers four hours to get things under control. Admiral Cintubi of Base 24 had requested Eastwood to come aboard, but Eastwood wouldn't leave until his ship was stable and power at lest partially restored. 

Cintubi was seating in a darkened conference room when Eastwood arrived. He looked up at Eastwood and neither spoke for at least a minute. 

"How's the ship?"

Eastwood looked him in the eyes and shook his head No.

"We'll get you a new Venture... How many?"

"23 dead, 64 wounded." Then he added, "Data scan records are useless, half the computer is fried. We did notice that during the disaster Danii and some others appeared distorted or slightly phased as if they were dimensionally shifted off by some small frequency. They were there but were like ghosts. The destruction going on around them didn't harm them or passed right through them. We already know she shifted people at the Dremore system to some garden in another dimension, unless she used a wormhole. Other than that data, was this worth it?"

The Admiral didn't say anything for a while. "We never had any formal discussions with Ambassador Frances of Venus about this so we already put out a cover story that an illegal operation resulted in a explosion today that killed Admiral Seti and his loyal rebels. It appears that from a review of his accounts he has been moving money around to hide his activities to develop weapons for the highest bidder. There are image vids of him with some unscrupulous weapons dealers."

He slammed down a pad and looked at Eastwood and said wearily, "To make matters worse, we don't believe the weapon could have done the damage it did in so short a time. The star inside Frances shouldn't have begun expansion that quickly. The base's planet is a burned out cinder. Most of it is in space or vaporized. It was a star alright that did it, but there is reason to believe that the door to the star wasn't a door to Frances but just her use of a wormhole."

"Wormhole...to where?"

"To the sun of the planet Trilo"

"There are four hundred thousand people on Trilo!"

This time Admiral Cintubi shook his head No.

Eastwood pulled on his uniform and sat down. He whispered, "Did Admiral Seti know?"

"Captain, somehow a distress signal from Trilo arrived through the wormhole as Seti's base began to burn. So he learned it pretty quickly. We discovered the origin of the signal as it bounced here when you arrived through some other wormhole." 

Eastwood recalled, "Seti thought it was a safe plan because he had no family."

The Admiral got up and looked out the view port. "But he had a home planet. The cover story is that the sun unexpectedly became unstable. Last word from earth is that Frances has made herself highly visible helping the Drems in the Cytor region to cultivate the planet. She isn't even acknowledging the incident." 

"Admiral, if she admitted it she would have to bring the matter of our attempt to kill her to the forum and probably would have to break the treaty or worse declare war. It would appear that she is being just as covert as your operations... Thank goodness."



Frances of Venus: Report 04



These are the stuff of a series of dreams that came out of all the Star Trek Series and the strong desires that right triumph over evil and sex be recognized as valid not scorned. You need to read Report One, & Wrong Aim in the Celebrities section,and Episodes 2 & 3 in the Sci-Fi section for background. In the Sci-Fi sections the Star Trek names were changed to address liability to Literotica but the story continues. 

"You've become cold to me Frances... Why?" Nefti asked. "You haven't made love to me or used me to please you in a while. Is it because of Karen?"

Nefti remembered the last time when Frances had used a martial art hold and pinned her to the ground. Since they wrestled nude it was easy for Frances to begin tickling Nefti's butt hole with her tongue while rubbing her clitoris. It was a different but intensely pleasurable sensation and a strange way to come to a gripping climax. That was at least two months ago earth time.

Frances of Venus gazed into her green eyes, then across the garden's beautiful array of yellow and blue flowers. They lay without clothes under the light of two suns. The horizon at one end was blue and red at the other, like Nefti's hair. The planet they were on was unknown to Nefti. Even the night sky held no navigational help. But Nefti knew when Frances wanted; she could open up a wormhole to seemingly anywhere in the galaxy to get back to familiar territory. "Frances talk to me!"

Frances looked her in the eyes without emotion. 

Nefti threw her hands up, fingers wide and head down to say 'OK I'm sorry I asked'. 

Then Frances looked at her with sadness saying, "It's time you went to Star Fleet where the funeral ceremony for Karen is to be held. Picard can introduce you to the family and the host of the ceremony. He also has the library files on Karen"

The sun was in her eyes as Nefti said "OK"

"After you've gathered their data on Karen come back to the entrance of Star Fleet. I'll meet you, scan what you have been given and give you what I want you to tell them about her that only I know."

Nefti shook her head 'yes' slowly as she remembered herself as the Rem Alliance Major firing the torpedoes that hit the starship Karen was on at Cresis 3. Her own warship's mission had been to take back old Alliance territory in the Qari region. That cover story later proved to be a lie told by politicians to the troops. They were conquering the lands of others. Her glorious victory made her sick to her stomach when she realized that in the massacre she had killed a Liaison of the Ambassador Frances of Venus. 

The Liaisons of the Ambassador were peacemakers, but what made it worse was Karen had been a lover of this Ambassador. Originally Frances of Venus was a star fleet lieutenant from a planet of vast sexual freedom. She served in engineering aboard the starship Voyager. Frances started her reputation when, like a black hole she somehow absorbed the entire planet Venus II and then it's nearby sun. Frances seemed to hold within herself and control the various and cataclysmic powers of a sun, including it's enormous gravity. As a human she had originally possessed both telepathic and telekinetic powers. As The Ambassador, who was no longer human she now had two distinct devastating weapons – one stellar and the other mental.

Those who did not know of her origin as told in "Report One" believed she was an intelligent solar being masquerading as a human. Everyone knew she was probably the most dangerous being in the galaxy, and she was not known for the great and many generous deeds she did, but for the horrors she inflicted. An ambassador whose law number two or the "Factor Two" decree demanded the slaughter of up to one million inhabitants for the death of any of her loved ones.

Frances had met with the Rem Alliance and thanks to Nefti a meeting of the minds occurred in which the Rem proposed an end to its conquest aims and indentured servant system and Frances had left the planet intact. War was avoided and she never did punish them for the death of Karen. But Nefti was still her prisoner.

It was all in the report labeled "Wrong Aim- Episode One" and the conclusion labeled " Frances of Venus- Report Two." 

Frances watched as Nefti pulled on loose green pants and a flowing matching robe-like top. Then she opened a wormhole that led to the fairgrounds of Star Fleet Academy on earth. Nefti took a deep breath then walked through.

Much later on earth, Nefti exited the Funeral room. "I tried", Nefti somberly muttered. The Remembrance ceremony was beautiful and sad. It was a celebration of the life of Karen of K given selflessly to the aid of others. The family had resisted a Rem Alliance soldier giving a speech, but Captain Picard had spoken on her behalf. It was hard for the family to listen to Karen's killer. Karen was a beautiful woman inside and out. No wonder Frances of Venus was in love with her. 

In the hall, Betra of K, sister of Karen stopped in front of Nefti. She just looked into those sad green eyes, until Nefti lowered her head in submission. 

Betra said, "Thank You for your words." Nefti nodded. 

Betra had long shining hair like Nefti but it was brown and matched her brown eyes. She threw it back. "We want you to ask the Rem Alliance to right a wrong." Before your incident they had taken over Federation territory and some provinces in the Qari region. We want our regions back. The Federation has been slow to interfere with the Rem Alliance because of their size and strength, but we know you are servant to Frances of Venus, who walks in space. We know you are a honored warrior who has defeated many in prowess and strategy"

"I'm not exactly a servant, more like a prisoner of war."

"Nevertheless, You have her ear." 

"Look ...I really don't want to get into any more politics...."

"You owe us!" Betra said loudly. Then softly "That's what Karen was about to do"

"I...I'll see what I can do.", Nefti said as she turned before she was asked anything else. 

"Shit", she muttered.

She headed to Command quarters where Captain Picard would be. She was tired and hurt. Giving the remembrance history of Karen made her feel a deep regret and a feeling of helplessness to change the situation. Getting involved in the politics of Karen was just going to keep the pain alive longer, although if she finished Karen's work that might help. 

"Come " Picard called as Nefti signaled his door. 

"Well done", Picard spoke softly. "I believe even the family was moved by your remembrance history."

"Thank you... Captain the family wants me to pursue Karen's mission to get back the territory taken from Cresis 3. I don't know if you had intended to speak to the Rem soon about your Federation regions that were taken over. 

"I don't believe we were scheduled for that mission."

"Captain... I believe they are using me. They know the Rem will be more likely to give in if Ambassador Frances is involved."

"No more than they were about to involve the Ambassador through Karen of K."

"I guess so."

"How is the Ambassador?'

"Still pissed, sometimes sullen. Some days I think she really wants to kill me for revenge."

"Is the wormhole still there?'

"Yes", she exhaled and the Captain nodded. 

As a precaution for emergencies and for times when the pain of Karen's death was strong, Frances left a wormhole open from the garden to the Enterprise's Ten-Forward room for Nefti only to run for asylum. 

It turned out that Star Fleet scheduled another ship to the Rem Alliance for diplomatic talks using Federation Ambassador Ferin to take charge of the talks. They did not go well. The section of space under discussion held mineral rights crucial for Alliance weapons development and space travel. The Alliance wanted enormous settlement concessions and continuing rights to certain areas. The area was just not worth a fight for The Federation, which was why the Alliance targeted it in the first place. The Rem Alliance had grown to the point it could someday be a major threat to the Federation and the Federation was not prepared to push the date.

Meanwhile, Nefti had returned to the garden where she then stayed and practiced martial arts for what seemed like months. Frances was nowhere around but there were several large gray-green trees nearby with wormholes floating in their trunks like one-way mirrors. Through these Nefti watched the Federation news reports and could see life on several planets at strategic points, like Star Fleet Headquarters, Deep Space Nine and even one window seemingly attached to the bow of the Enterprise. Frances had begun telepathic and telekinetic exercises with Nefti and now Nefti could search for places in the wormhole views by focusing. The only thing she couldn't immediately tune to was Frances. She had to search for her. But Frances had placed a nano-chip somewhere under Nefti's labia the first time they made love and could always find Nefti. 

Nefti saw that the Rem Alliance was not going to give back any territory, and knew Frances would know it once she returned. As an Ambassador, Frances gave respect to others and didn't usually read or enter minds without permission, except with Nefti, her prisoner of war. Nefti knew that while Frances had come to care for her, she had not totally forgiven her for killing Karen. Now she was scared that the Rem might anger Frances again and bring up the old pain of Karen's death. 

One day Frances just appeared gorgeous in her barbarian leather outfit. She seemed somewhat happy until she saw the fear in Nefti's eyes. Frances scanned her mind and turned quickly away, jerking her short jet-black hair. 

"Frances, can we talk."

Frances shook her head 'NO' as she headed away and into a wormhole, leaving Nefti wondering where in heavens name was she going. 

Nefti searched the wormhole views and focused on the Rem Alliance Headquarters. 

She was right. 

Frances appeared at the center courtyard of the Rem Complex. Then to Nefti's wonder turned fear, Frances changed her outside clothing to appear as a clerk of the Alliance. Nefti had told Star Fleet of this ability of the Ambassador to synthesize elements like a star, but it looked like magic when Frances did it without the appearance of enormous amounts of energy. Probably her telekinetic powers shaped the elements into whatever shape she needed. Frances did not enter Headquarters but turned aside to the Records Office that housed colony and mining data. Why there?

Then it hit Nefti. That office housed the records of the phasing out of the Indentured Servant system. Was Frances just checking up on the status of the end of the system? 

Ambassador Frances' decree "Factor One" regarding no tolerance for slavery in any form had forced the Rem into a yearlong plan to end the indentured servant system. That venture really was a by-product of the meeting to discuss "Factor Two" or the death of Karen of K during the Rem conquest ventures.

Now Nefti ran for help to Captain Picard. Maybe he could figure what Frances was up to and what to do. She almost knocked over a waiter as she run through the wormhole and toward Ten-Forward's entrance door. Guinan stared after her with a worried look for a full minute. It took a while to find the Captain.

"Come"

"Captain...."

Picard raised his hand for silence as he stared at an incoming broadcast in the Conference room. 

"and it appears that status talks went well at Cytor, and now Ambassador Frances has sent notice to us that she is taking a status of the Rem Alliance project. You remember that six months ago the Alliance agreed to end its Indentured Servant system. The Ambassador's Liaisons have also sent a ship to the region and setup a meet with the Federation. We're not sure why, but we'll keep you up to date as news arrives. In other news..."

The Captain shut it off while he appeared to incorporate Nefti's sudden appearance into the equation in his mind. 

Nefti started speaking rapidly. "She disguised herself and went into the Alliance Records Office. That's after she scanned me and saw I was worried about Karen's family request." Then louder with serious emphasis "She's not playing straight, Captain. She's up to something!"

After a pause Captain Picard said, "She usually doesn't announce her Status visits to anyone but the people she is visiting! So how did the com reporters get the news"?

"Captain, she's setting up something. Maybe for an alibi..."

"Or a reason"

"A reason? For what?"

Picard sat down and gestured for her to do likewise. Then he said,

"If she wanted to see the records first and saw that the status was progressing to the termination of the Indentured system, she would feel it politically pleasing to announce a visit and report all is proceeding well. Shows everyone back home she is making changes. However, if the records showed little progress she might give no political statement of her visit, but just a warning to the Rem and go to her next project with no political pressure on her to enforce her decree of "Factor One". 

"Captain, that makes sense, but her mood tells me the opposite. What if she wants to punish them since they won't give back the territory we killed Karen over? There's new leadership in the Rem Senate now. What if she saw little progress then made the announcement. Politically as per "Factor One" she now has reason to attack. I think this is all about Karen. I thought it was over. Captain...it's not over...and she may ... kill me yet."

"Nefti", Picard said softly while holding her arm. "I think we'd better alert the Liaisons."

Just then, over the ship's intercom came the call for a message for the Captain on a secured channel. Nefti rose. "I'll wait outside." 

When the Captain called for her to return, he also ordered the ship into Rem territory and called all Senior officers. Nefti knew this was not a good sign. After relating what he and Nefti discussed, he went on to tell them that the Ambassador's Liaisons were not sure what Frances was doing and she was blocking their telepathic and empathic efforts to read her, especially her feelings. 

"The Ambassador has publicly reported that some progress reports from the Alliance Office are believed to be falsified and that extremely little real progress has been made. The Liaisons have sent for more objective reports from their agents but they do not feel Frances will wait to debate this in conference... they feel her actions are preeminent to an attack of some sort. They are in our sector and will be here in a few minutes."

Commander Riker wiped his face with his hand as he does when he's worried and asked, "We're going into Rem territory?"

The Captain nodded "We're to report there to meet the Liaisons and ask that we be allowed to investigate and mediate."

Data offered, " Captain, should not Nefti warn the Rem Alliance. Her presence alone would warn them of the Ambassador."

Jordi looked at Data. "We could boost the long range signal to get a message to the alliance in about 10 minutes. 

Deana shook her head 'NO' asking, "They probably consider her a traitor. What is she going to tell them that will make any difference or stop Frances?"

The Captain humbly looked at Deana and said, "We're going to need you."

Deana took a deep breath and nodded. She knew Frances loved her deeply and might be persuaded to do for her out of love. 

. 

On the Bridge, a woman signaled that three Liaisons requested permission to come aboard. Picard granted permission and ordered that they be brought to the conference room straight away.

The exotically beautiful Leeandra stood at even height with the captain but had a very humble approach that spoke of enormous hidden power and confidence. Her soft lips and pretty smile seemed to make one feel comfortable, yet Picard knew her presence meant serious trouble. They usually began conferences with a warm slow soft kiss for all around. After the greetings and they all sat, she looked at Picard as if she merely had trouble today shopping for garments and said, "There was public outcry and a repeal of the Rem law to end the indentured servant system. 

Riker's eyebrow rose as he turned and looked at Picard. 

She continued, "We do not believe they fully understand the ramifications of their actions. Most actually voted to enslave the servants. The government tried to hide the facts with red tape; we did the same thing that we believe Frances did. She didn't read the documents; she read the clerks minds.

But we also have a problem because our agent Amel cannot be found and we cannot sense her. We fear they may not have wanted her to let us know what was happening."

Nefti was tired of politics. "The fools have just signed their death warrant!"

"Not just yet." That was one of Leeandra's favorite "hope" lines. 

Suddenly, one by one the Liaisons began experiencing what seemed like a mental static and shook their heads as if to clear the picture. One made a small cry, and then passed out. 

Leeandra jumped to her feet. "Captain hurry we've got to be there now."

Without stopping to ask why, Picard ordered the ship to maximum warp. They would be there in twenty minutes. Then everything happened in a blur.

"Bridge to Captain, Federation Public Report Priority One"

"Go ahead and broadcast ship wide"

"Ambassador Frances has just declared War on the Rem Alliance. I repeat. Ambassador Frances of Venus has just declared War on the Rem Alliance. Many thought the 'Solar Lady' was becoming soft. Today that has all changed. This is the Ambassador who took out the Drems about 5 earth years ago. Now it's the Rem's turn. It's truly unbelievable and horrific. There is a bluish gravitational field around the planet and four colonies. From this observation point, we can tell she is vaporizing groups of people with the intense heat of a sun. It appears that she is avoiding creating a high radiation level, thereby preserving the planet, while wiping out the inhabitants. We have the Liaison, Amel, who escaped here from the Rem Servant Dungeon #24. She is currently unconscious and in critical condition from wounds and what appears to be starvation. It appears she was about to be sexually mutilated to ridicule the Ambassadors reputation for sex. They were about to remove her clitoris without anesthesia. The doctors are doing everything they can. Before she passed out she said to tell Leeandra, head of the Liaisons that she found me and Frances is and I quote 'Hunting' the citizens of Rem"

Everyone in the conference room questioned Leeandra with puzzled looks. 

"It appears they have signed it" Leeandra answered and slumped down in the chair as if searching and gathering thoughts. It was too late for the Enterprise or anyone to intervene.

Frances found a way to deal with the death of a loved one and the brutalizing and attempted murder of another. A horrible way to say Good-Bye to Karen of K, a peacemaker. She had tried to give honor to the memory of Karen by being patient and merciful with the Rem. That had been Karen's job to keep them from getting slaughtered. But some people just won't let you love them. Seeing what they tried to do to Amel was the proverbial last straw. When they killed the peacemaker, they found mercy. When they rejected mercy, then came vengeance. And there would be no slavery profit for the Rem Alliance, because there would BE no Rem Alliance. So began the extermination of the Rem species. News came in from all over the sector. 

First she hunted and vaporized them on the planet and immediate support colonies. Then she attacked the fleet until they ran. She ignored surrender signals and opened up enormous solar flares within engine rooms while maintaining a gravitational field around the exploding ship. There were very few escaping pods. No official ship would pick them up for fear of being slaughtered along with them. No stations would give their ships asylum until Frances at least starting talking. Frances hunted them down and found the Rem on various private ships and crowded stations. When they saw her they ran and directly in front of them she opened up wormholes that led to uninhabitable planets. She could hit one in a crowd with a mental blast that caused them to foam at the mouth and die shivering in fear. The Rem hid on distant outposts in caves that she would collapse with gravity. With solar fire she incinerated their moon bases. 




Frances of Venus: Report 04



When some realized that running was not a solution they sought the public support of other conquerors or slave owners and held protests before tele-com cameras. Frances had obtained a device which interrupted a local tele-com signal and broadcast it's own. She would show crystal images of women and children servants of the Rem being horribly mistreated, sexually mutilated and murdered and then she would slaughter the protesters. Men woman and children. The Liaisons didn't even try to hide it when Frances slaughtered families, but they had long ago requested she show the extreme cruelty of the conquerors before any vid-taped slaughter of her own. Their integrity depended on truth and it was better for people to see consequences, but the reasons helped them face the public. 

During the year long genocide Frances made no contact with the Liaisons except to send them tele-images recorded from the minds of Rem servant owners and dungeon masters. These were presented at public protests of the war or really the massacre. Many in the Federation forum publicly protested the war for their own political reasons, but the Federation was more secure now that the threat of the Rem Alliance had been eliminated. Secretly many breathed easier and merchants relished the profit of taking over Rem markets. Public fervor died out even as the Rem. Soon the Rem were numbered to be less than a hundred. The last family headed to space station Deep Space Nine. That was where, the then human Frances, first met the well-endowed 17 year-old Amel of TriSun, who was now dying because of the Rem. The constable Odo there had almost arrested Frances for making love to the minor, while really warning her to stay away from Jake, Captain Sisko's son, but that is another report called "The Deepest Space Nine."



Frances of Venus: Report 05



Frances of Venus started as a series of dreams that came out of all the Star Trek Series and the strong desires that right triumph over evil and sex be recognized as valid not scorned. You need to read Report One, & Wrong Aim in the Celebrities section, and Episodes 2 & 3 in the Sci-Fi section for background. In the Sci-Fi sections the Star Trek names were changed to address liability to Literotica but the story continues. 

*

It is assumed you have the clearance to read the previous secret crystal image reports on the alien called Frances of Venus. This is the continuation of Report Four labeled "Goodbye, my Love", the hunting and genocide of the Rem Species. One of the last Rem families tried to hide at Deep Space Nine. Before the report of the encounter of Frances at Deep Space Nine, you need background information.

The aim of Report Five is to identify the reasons for Frances Of Venus' attitude toward the Command Staff at Deep Space Nine. They were well experienced with her very liberal sexual attitude. We need to go back about nine earth years when Frances was just a telepath and engineer. Crystal Image On. Begin.

On Deep Space Nine, Jake walked down a hall. In his hands was a section of a Personnel Report, later to be developed into "Report One of Frances of Venus". It was the part about Frances and Wesley on the starship Enterprise. He entered the rented room where he had arranged to meet Frances. He seated himself.

Frances walked in gorgeous with her jet-black hair cut short, her beautiful apple-size breasts and great curves. She always wore her Star Fleet uniform tight as a matter of cultural expression. Her people regarded their sexual nature as something to be explored, honored and enjoyed, but most of all managed. Some who didn't understand her thought she was a jaw-dropping, groin warming tease.

"What's this about?"

Jake pushed the pad to her and got up and sat next to her as she read. 

"Frances, It says there that you couldn't resist the sight of Wesley Crusher's manhood... That there was some chemical reaction that sexually stimulated you." 

She continued reading. "Where did you get this?"

"I'm a reporter remember. Is it true?" he asked as he stood up with his pants stretched in front under his testicles. His manhood bounced erect atop his testicles, merely five inches from her face. 

She stared at it immobile for at least 10 seconds. Then blinked.

Hmm. Jake...Uh.. I don't think you should do this. She wanted to grab it and caress it with her lips. She imagined running her lips along the shaft on each side. She wanted to throw her hair back cup his balls and suck him deep. What she did was swallow hard, get up from the chair and went to the window to compose herself. She searched the stars. Her face couldn't hide the sudden aching in her that screamed "Why not?" She closed her eyes but all that did was bring up the image, so she opened them again.

"Shit! Jake put that away"

He came up behind her and positioned himself between her butt cheeks.

"Frances, You have no idea how bad I want you." 

"Jake we can't... please if you care anything about me – Put that away!" Then almost crying, "I could get in a lot of trouble. Your father would kill me. Jake please. Don't make me get angry. I'm serious Jake I could lose a lot."

"Aww...Okay, ...Okay"

On the way out, Frances stopped as he grabbed her arm and she entertained the thought for a second. "No, No...please.. I...we can't. You have to forget about it." 

The head of Security, Constable Odo saw her whispering to Jake after they exited the room, as she begged him not to do that again. Jake was begging her couldn't they find a secret way. Odo's curiosity was aroused. His reports of her people caused him to ask for increased security reports of her actions. 

Later that night Frances was sitting in Quark's bar when a short, cute athletic very young blonde walked in. According to reports they met and shared drinks until late in the night. They laughed loud and talked in whispers. They would smile at each other for minutes and then giggle. Frances left first but security reported that Amel searched the base directory and found her quarters. The report stopped as she entered Frances' quarters about 2:30 a.m. What really happened was Amel and Frances sat on the couch drinking and laughing. They wound up discussing martial arts training and started playing. Both were scantily clothed. Amel taught Francis a martial arts hold to tickle the anus of your opponent with your tongue while a free hand could massage the opponent's clitoris. It first shocked Frances. She was deeply aroused and her heat fueled the rest of their night of passion. Frances was a black belt in cunnilingus and Amel wriggled and moaned so much Frances gave her a pillow to bite, before anyone heard her. By morning both were exhausted and smiling. Amel exited the premises about 11:00 in the morning.

Odo asked Frances to report to Security. He had run a check on Amel and found her to be 17 years old and telepathic. Odo questioned Frances, but he knew she was telepathic and could communicate to Amel any excuse she told him. He also had no proof they had sex as Frances implied Amel had no place to go and slept on the couch. 

Frances said, "Odo, this is me. Why are you treating me like some criminal just arrived at the station? Odo! look at me. Don't turn your back to me."

"Frances", Odo said as he stared at his report pad. "Your behavior could get you in a lot of trouble with minors like say, Nog, the Farengi."

Frances laughed.

"Or Jake!" he thundered as he turned around and stared dead at her. She stopped smiling. 

"I saw you with Jake yesterday, last night before you went to the bar and this morning in the corridor." 

"Wait.. wait a minute Odo. Don't jump to conclusions. I wish you had just come to me."

"Your people seem to have less sexual repression.... I know you like youths after puberty and women, especially Dax... very much. We tolerate many cultures but not every aspect of every culture."

Frances told Odo everything about Wesley and Jake. Odo gave her further warning and let her go, but Captain Sisko did see the full report. Amel left two days later. 

In the morning several weeks later, Frances saw Kira in the hall. Her reddish hair smartly adorned her face. She wore her usual red lip-gloss, which made her mouth both pleasing and bold. She was reading over a com pad as Frances stepped in front of her with a smile. "Good Morning!"

Kira just looked at her with those big brown eyes and no smile. 

Frances asked, "What's the matter?"

"You know!"

"What? What are you talking about?"

"You got me drunk last night and took advantage of me."

Frances opened her mouth in awe, and then stopped "Are you kidding me?"

"No."

"Wait a minute Kira I didn't force you to do anything. Besides you had a good time. What's the matter?"

"I hope you enjoyed your conquest." 

"What?"

"Do you make a habit of sleeping with every woman in uniform?"

"What? Oh... wait, you knew about Dax, Why are you angry with me?"

Kira grabbed her arm and said in a harsh whisper,

"You got me drunk and started tickling me until I went loose, then you started tickling me with your tongue on my legs. After you reached my inner thighs, ...I don't remember much after that...I don't like losing control."

Frances remembered the taste of Kira's sweet bath oiled thighs. She remembered Kira's little high-pitched moans with each kiss Frances planted on her labia. When she started licking, Kira started breathing heavy and grabbed Frances' head with both hands. Frances had trouble breathing until she got into a rhythm with Kira's hips. With every other thrust Frances drove her long tongue as deep in her vagina as she could and wiggled it around. In between thrusts she sucked softly then slurped Kira's clitoris. Kira opened her mouth, started shaking and whimpering, then locked her legs around Frances head. She arched her hips about three times then she released her grip. Frances didn't let go. She just stopped until Kira stopped shaking and started her soft pouted lips kissing and licking again. Kira must have climaxed three times or more. Frances remembered the double dimple accentuated in Kira's smile when she lay contented. It made her look so cute. But now Kira looked more masculine than feminine, and ready to fight. 

"This isn't about control. Kira, I thought we were having a good time, I wasn't out to take advantage of anybody."

"I don't think you know me that well... I don't know how, but one way or another I'm going to pay you back."

Kira pushed her way forward as Frances limped back shocked. 

Frances saw Dax working late that night and asked her if she could talk to her. 

Dax as usual loved to be direct when discussing sex. "About Kira?...I don't know. We don't own each other, but I do feel a little hurt and jealous. May I slap you?" she said with a smile and a twist of her head as she turned to her control panel.

"Why not... get in line!" Frances joked.

Dax whirled around. The slap caught Frances off guard and knocked her to the floor. 

"Ouch...OOOh.. I thought... Ow...never mind" Frances said as she adjusted her jaw and got up with Dax's help.

"Now we can talk" Dax smiled.

"I'll talk to you later" Frances said as she headed to Sick Bay holding her face.

Later when Frances was at work in engineering she received a tech request to service the food processor in Kira's room. She knew it was a trap. She told Chief, the head of engineering that she really didn't feel good and had a priority and had to see Captain Sisko. 

In the quiet of his office, Captain Sisko listened, but seemed to have little sympathy. Sisko remembered Odo's report about Jake and Frances. 

"Captain, I heard she wants to piss in my face. She's out to hurt me..."

"And she probably could", Sisko interrupted.

"I'm afraid of her" Frances spoke softly.

Sisko said rather sarcastically, "You seem to have a very active social life by our standards. Your sexual customs appear somewhat strange and relaxed. I'm going to give this some latitude. This appears to be a lover's quarrel. I'm sure you and Kira can work this out." He opened the door behind her.

Frances almost started to cry.

"Captain, this isn't fair..." There was silence for about 15 seconds as she looked at his back, until she spoke meekly. "Captain, I never touched Jake. I never even intended to. "

"Please report to your station" was all Sisko's back said.

"Captain!....oh man, this isn't right!" Frances stormed out. 

Frances turned away from the Engineering section and went to Sick Bay. That was the only way to get out of reporting for duty. After reporting to Chief that she had back pain she returned to her quarters where she hooked up a discreet com line to Star Fleet. 

She reported sexual harassment by Major Kira, but requested that it be not made public to disgrace Major Kira or herself. Frances put in for a transfer. The Admiral in charge complied and called Sisko, who then became furious. Frances tried to sneak off the station, but met Kira in the quiet exit room of a starship. Frances looked at the phaser on Kiras belt and dropped her bags and stared into Kira's eyes. Kira moved her hand to her belt.

"Shit... Okay.. Okay Kira... I never meant you any harm...and I don't want you coming after me. You win...okay?...just don't hurt me...please." She kneeled in front of her.

Kira pulled her own pants down, grabbed the back of Frances' head and started to give her a golden shower. It splashed in her face before Frances buried her face in, locked her lips on Kira's clit and grabbed her buns. She locked her arms around Kira's waist. Kira's hands grabbed Frances' arms but she couldn't get loose. The urine dripped down Frances' chin. Kira would get what she wanted but not so easy. Frances was going to get to suck on that sweet clit until she was satisfied no matter what Kira did. Every time Kira tried to pry her loose or pull her short jet-black hair Frances closed her teeth around Kira's clit. There was nothing to do put wait until Frances was finished. And Frances kept on sucking her clit hard then soft. Then releasing her grip just enough to flick her tongue across Kira's clit in rapid motion. At first Kira's face was firm and angry, but she caught a deep breath and swallowed as those warm soft lips enveloped her clit. Kira climaxed hard shaking and moaning. Frances' face was wet with vaginal juice and urine. Kira fell back against the wall breathing slowly and deep. Frances got up, wiped her face with her sleeve, and headed into the ship. That was nine years ago. Crystal Image Pause.

Years later by some scientific mystery, Frances absorbed the energy and matter of an entire planet called Venus II in the Gamma quadrant and went on to do the same with it's sun. Now she had solar powers harnessing all the aspects of a solar entity including its immense gravity. She could wield it like a force field around a planet. Enough power to open wormholes at will. Her telekinetic and telepathic powers were multiplied to an unknown degree. She was without dispute the most dangerous being in the galaxy. She helped many cultures through her telepathic liaisons but was known more for her atrocities. The slaughters came about based on her three laws or "Factors" as she called them. Factor One said no slavery was allowed in the neighborhood of Venus. She didn't love slaves; she just hated slave owners. Since the planet Venus now traveled with, in or somehow dimensionally connected to her, this applied to anywhere in the galaxy – her neighborhood. Factor Two called for the slaughter of up to one million inhabitants for any people who kill any friend or lover of hers. Factor Three meant immediate death to anyone who insulted her. It's all in "Frances of Venus- Report One" 

Subsequent reports told the story of her revenge for the slaughter of a loved one by the Rem. When she declared war against them for both Factor One and Two, she sentenced them to genocide. She destroyed their planets and slaughtered them until their numbers were in the hundreds and scattered across the galaxy as fast as they could get away. One family headed to Deep Space Nine. Crystal Image Continue.

This morning Odo received a report that Quark had people living in a holosuite. Odo entered the suite with several officers to get the individuals to sign a form, which would convict Quark of illegal housing. When they entered the environment looked familiar. Then it hit Odo. This looked like Rem Capital before the war with Frances of Venus. Odo called for backup and officers to bring Quark in for questioning. After they rounded up the group, Odo called the Captain. 

"Captain, Please meet me in the conference room. We have a problem." Odo always had a calm way of announcing disaster.

In the room sat an elder mother, a male of about 30, a young woman of 24, and two teen-age children.

Captain Sisko entered looked around and then at Odo. 

"Captain, despite their garb, these are citizens of Rem. This is Countess Malel and her family."

"Malel family?...as in part owners of the Interstellar Slave Mines?" 

"That's Interstellar Indentured Servant Mines" Odo replied. 

"We are pleased to meet you, Captain."

Sisko smiled with that distant look that said 'I'm smiling, but the shit just hit the fan.'

"Captain!" Countess said. "I'll get right to the point. We request asylum."

Sisko nodded acknowledgement of the request. 

"Excuse us please while I consult with my staff, Odo may I see you in my office for a moment."

On the way, one of the officers stopped them and asked what should they do about Quark.

Sisko said, "Leave him locked up, he's safer there. Debrief Major Kira and Dax and have them meet me in my office."

"Safer sir...from who?"

"Me!" Sisko whispered in a deep angry voice as he turned and entered his office. 

As Kira and Dax entered a furious Sisko was slamming a pad on his desk.

"How the hell did this happen!!!...What ship did they come in on?...Never mind."

Sisko stood for second as they watched him and waited. 

"Dax, get me Star Fleet Command, apprise them of our situation...Major you better alert Bajor." "Do you think Bajor's in danger?" 

Odo interrupted. "Frances destroyed two freighters who were hiding Rem!"

Kira looked up at him. "Yes, but Odo we're talking about a planet."

Sisko shook his head violently no. "Remember the Drems, Cytor got in the way of the lifeboats. Cytor was twin planets... Not any more! It might do to get one of the head ministers up here to represent Bajor's interests. It might not be good for you to be here, Major."

Kira looked away in thought. 

Odo said what no one wanted to say. "Star Fleet can't turn them over to Frances."

"No!" Sisko replied as he stared out the viewport. That would mean open season for every one of our enemies to jump at the chance to accuse the Federation of everything from brutality to murder and genocide... They'll want another option...and right now Odo...I don't have one." Crystal Fade to Black.

It is imperative that you read Report Six of the Cardasian plot to undermine Deep Space Nine.

*

Author's Note: If you can't figure out what's in store... don't worry...neither have I...YET! 

The story is developing into a life of it's own. See you next time!



Frances of Venus: Report 06



Frances of Venus started as a series of dreams drawn from all the Star Trek Series and the strong desires that right triumph over evil and sex be recognized as valid not scorned. You need to read Reports One through Five for background. Episodes 2 & 3 are in the Sci-Fi section, where the Star Trek names were changed to address liability to Literotica. The story continues now that I'm back from vacation in the real world. 

It is assumed you have the clearance to read the previous secret crystal image reports on the alien called Frances of Venus. This is the continuation of the report labeled "Goodbye, my Love", the hunting and genocide of the once vast and powerful Rem Species at the hands of this alien. 

Frances' initial experience at Deep Space Nine, when she was just a human is described in the report labeled "The Deepest Space Nine." Many years later by some scientific mystery, Frances absorbed the energy and matter of an entire planet called Venus II in the Gamma quadrant and went on to do the same with it's sun. Now she has solar powers harnessing all the aspects of a solar entity including its immense gravity. She could wield it like a force field around a planet. Enough power to open wormholes at will. Her telekinetic and telepathic powers were multiplied to an unknown degree. She was without dispute the most dangerous being in the galaxy. She helped many cultures through her telepathic liaisons but was known more for her atrocities. 

The slaughters came about based on her three laws or "Factors" as she called them. Factor One said no slavery in any form was allowed in the neighborhood of Venus. She didn't love slaves; she just hated slave owners. Since the planet Venus now traveled with, in or somehow dimensionally connected to her, this applied to anywhere in the galaxy – her neighborhood. Factor Two called for the slaughter of up to one million inhabitants for any people who kill any friend or lover of hers. Factor Three meant immediate death to anyone who insulted her. It's all in "Frances of Venus- Report One." The Federation had attempted to develop defenses against her solar and telepathic powers. She found out about the Solar Project and destroyed one starship Enterprise with it. That information is contained in the report titled "Tit for Tat." 

Subsequent reports told the story of her revenge for the slaughter of one of her loved ones and the attempted mutilation and murder of another by the Rem. When she declared war against them for both Factor One and Two, she sentenced them to genocide. She destroyed their planets and slaughtered them until their numbers were in the hundreds and scattered across the galaxy as fast as they could get away. One of the richest and last Rem families, the Malel's fled to Deep Space Nine. 

On Deep Space Nine, Captain Sisko was holding a conference with Lt. Jadziah Dax and Major Kira. The Malel family, once owners of the Rem Indentured Servant Mines, had just asked Sisko for Asylum. Sisko had sent word to Star Fleet. Ambassador Frances' Liaisons were on the way to help smooth tensions. Sisko knew Star Fleet was not going to hand over the family to Frances to be slaughtered. It was also ridiculous to think that the station could defend itself against the beautiful alien. They could only hope the name of Star Fleet would help.

Crystal Image On.

"From what you told me It doesn't sound like Frances really minded your last encounter, Major" 

"Captain, I'm afraid there's more."

Between Dax and the Major a more serious story unfolded. 

After the golden shower encounter described in "The Deepest Space Nine", Frances had transferred to another station awaiting assignment on the starship Voyager. From time to time she visited the beautiful Jadziah Dax. 

One evening Frances arrived at Dax's quarters around 11:00 p.m. 

"Dax, I'm hungry what's to eat?"

Jadziah sat lazily on the couch dressed in a see through soft white blouse and a flowing skirt. Her beautiful dark hair was down around her shoulders. She opened her long legs wide. She had no panties on. Her long pink labia lips looked moist in the dim light. She began to vigorously rub her clitoris and moan lowly. 

"Jadziah, what are you doing?"

"I'm warming something up for you!"

"Oh, Is this an 'All You Can Eat' service?"

"Real funny, Come here."

Frances threw a pillow on the floor and got comfortable. Frances loved Dax's cunt. Her thick lips sucked on Dax's clit. Her greedy tongue licked back and forth between that fresh clean cunt and asshole until her face was wet with the juice of Dax. Frances sent a vibration through Dax's body that caused her to shiver. Even the computer had trouble determining how many times Dax cried "Yes" or some variation of that.

Afterwards, Jadziah looked at Frances with those pretty blue eyes and said, "I really think I don't want you playing around with Kira. I think you both enjoyed that golden shower episode a little too much. You haven't been with her lately have you? I don't want to kiss you and taste her vagina. That gives me an idea. She should be leaving Quark's about now. You could catch her coming down this hall. Catch her and French kiss her." 

As she spoke she took a finger and wiped the moisture from around Frances' lips and stuck it in Frances' mouth. Then she said, "When you tell her that you can't be with both of us and kiss her goodbye, she'll ask if you were just with me. When you tell her you just finished licking me, she'll be turned off from you and won't bother you again."

Frances looked shocked. "Are you kidding?"

"No."

"Listen Dax, I'm not going to bother her again."

"But she'll come after you."

"I can't do that, that's ..."

"That's what disgusting? Are you saying my pussy is disgusting? You didn't seem to think so for the last hour."

"No, that's not what I'm saying, but..."

"Listen, Frances if you don't, then don't expect to come back here anymore."

Frances cooed as she leaned in and began kissing Dax on the neck. "Come on now Dax, don't be cruel to me."

"I mean it Frances."

"Dax, Please..." 

"I mean it! Computer, locate Major Kira."

"Major Kira is in hall 7."

"She's almost here, go now Frances."

"Dax, please."

"Go or No!"

Frances had a bad feeling about this but grabbed her robe and entered the hall as Kira came walking. Frances grabbed her face and kissed her on the cheek. 

"I just wanted to say goodbye Kira because Dax doesn't want me to have anything to do with you anymore."

Kira took Frances by surprise when she grabbed her by her short jet black hair pulled her hair back and face up and deeply kissed her. Frances fought to stop her but Kira loved to control her and nearly took her breath away with the kiss. 

"No, wait Kira..." 

Kira smothered her again with a wet kiss. Frances tasted a little wine on Kira's breath and there was no telling what Kira tasted, if anything.

Frances was too scared to say anything when Kira released her and walked away. 

The next day Kira called Frances to an isolated area. Frances didn't know that Dax had told Kira just what Kira had enjoyed in that kiss. Frances thought Kira wanted to talk, but she also knew Kira didn't like people playing tricks on her. She decided how she would tell her. Before she spoke a word, Kira caught her with a blow that almost broke her rib and knocked her com badge off. Frances doubled over. Kira slapped her face then hit her again and again until she fell. Frances was crying as she lay on the floor. She begged Kira to at least call Sick Bay. Kira walked away. That was the last time Kira saw her.

"I left her there. She must have dragged herself over to her com badge." Kira said as she finished the story. By her look you could tell she was not very proud of it. 

Sisko moaned as he stared at Major Kira. "Great, now Frances may want revenge on us. Could things get worse?" 

That challenge always seem to elicit a response from the Cosmos. 

"Odo to Captain Sisko." came over the air.

"Go ahead Odo."

"The Malel family is not in their room. In fact they are not on board the station. It appears that Garak convinced them to visit Bajor to get the latest fabric for some new clothing."

Sisko sat down and held his forehead. Kira looked at Dax's puzzled face. 

Dax looked at Sisko. "Wait a minute! Garak is a Cardasian. Are you thinking what I'm thinking?"

Kira jumped up. "He just put all of Bajor in danger. Captain what are we going to do?"

"What else. Find them!"

"Command to Captain Sisko, Star Fleet on priority channel One."

Admiral Rontu at Star Fleet was furious that the family was missing. "Captain, listen to me carefully. That family is seeking to escape and it doesn't appear that they are safe anywhere in this quadrant. Any damage to Star Fleet's relationship with the Ambassador must be minimized, but we can't turn them over to her either. This is a very sensitive time. I suggest you find another option Captain and do it fast. Frances was last reported doing work in the Cytor region, but she'll find out about the Malel's soon enough if the Liaisons haven't notified her already. Word's spreading and the entire Federation is looking at you."

Kira led the planet wide search for the family. Dax stayed at her command.

"No word yet, Captain, wait there's something coming through the wormhole.

Correction, that's through A wormhole, not ours. Red Alert Captain?"

Sisko shook his head no. The Z-ship shined like bright silver against the station lights.

Everyone in the room stopped breathing. 

Dax broke the paralyzing silence. "We're being hailed."

Sisko took a deep breath and pulled on his uniform "Open communications."

The view was of a beautiful woman with short jet-black hair in an extremely sexy barbarian war outfit complete with sword. There were plants in the background and very little instruments. Frances didn't look very angry. "Hello, Captain."

"Hello."

"It's been a long time. A lot has changed. We've realized some of our mistakes."

Frances raised her eyebrows then exhaled. "I don't have time for the long past."

"Glad to hear it" Sisko said with true relief.

Frances smiled a soft laugh. "So..."

Sisko remembered it was useless to lie or try to deceive the telepathic Ambassador.

"They're not here."

Frances scanned him. Normally she didn't scan others without permission but she had a little less respect for him because of the way he had treated her. Then she spoke.

"Is she trying to hide them on the planet? That's not very smart." Her face grew angry. 

The Captain hurriedly interrupted her line of thinking. "'Major Kira is not responsible for the Malel family's disappearance. 

Dax didn't need to be a telepath to read what was on Frances' mind. "Frances, Kira is sorry and I must confess that it was I who created that mess a long time ago. And Kira is not sympathetic to the Malels either."

One of the ensigns called out. "Captain, Bajor is experiencing strong tectonic stress."

Dax looked at him, then at the screen, "Frances, Please!" 

Sisko yelled "We are looking for them and yes I hope to find a solution in the meantime."

The tremors stopped.

Dax pleaded, "Frances, your liaisons are on the way. Why don't you come here and we can talk and wait for them." She looked at the Captain as if to ask if it were okay. 

"We would welcome that." Sisko said somewhat nervously.

Frances thought for a second. "I'll wait here thank you, until it's decided exactly which government I have to deal with." The screen went blank. 

A Bajoran ensign said, "Emissary, you have to protect Bajor."

Sisko was annoyed and ignored him as he and Dax headed into his office. 

Dax looked at Sisko until he sat down. "Benjamin, you're going to have to drop this in somebody's lap. Star Fleet's commitment on Deep Space Nine is to protect Bajor and the wormhole. Whether you like it or not as Emissary you're supposed to be protecting Bajor, but if you drop it in their lap and they don't respond properly to Frances she could take out the entire planet. She may do that to get back at Kira. I don't know if the aliens in the wormhole could help them. If Kira turns them over to you it's the Federation's problem and..."

"I think Admiral Rontu would rather Bajor take the weight. They're not part of the Federation now. He doesn't want to hurt our relationship with the Ambassador or make her mistrust us."

"Benjamin, either way the Malels are not safe with anybody."

"Not in this..."

Sisko's eyes lit up. "Get me Kira on a secured channel and I want you to convince Frances that Kira and I are sorry for what happened in the past. Kira and I will meet with her to discuss it. I want her to be calm when we find the Malels. Maybe we can convince her to spare this one family."

"Are you sure?"

"Just do as I tell you." 

Hours later, Kira stood alone at a remote landing pad. She had just shut off the field communication set when she looked up and saw Frances. Frances looked calm but was hiding something behind her back in her hands. 

"Hello, Frances."

"You're not on Federation territory now Kira. Where are they?"

"They were just seen entering the wormhole."

"You really think your prophets will stop me?'

"I don't know."

"I'll find them somehow and no one will stop me when I do, for now I'm upset." Oddly enough she didn't sound upset, but more like she was reciting a corny speech. This confused Kira for a second but she didn't have much time to consider it. 

"I have a present for you, Kira."

"Wait a minute, Frances that was a long time ago and a dirty trick played on me."

"But I didn't French kiss you; you kissed me. I at least owe you a slap."

Kira was prepared for that and allowed Frances to hit her so hard it dazed her. When she shook her head to clear it, Kira realized that a gravitational field had her pinned against a waist high boulder face first. She couldn't turn to face Frances. Frances walked around in front of her. From behind her back she revealed a strap on dildo that she put in her mouth and wet. Kira stared at her and it. Frances tilted her head and sucked on the dildo then whispered, "It's not going where you think."

"Whoa, Frances come on now."

The grav field loosened enough for Frances to get her hands around Kira's waist and rip her suit. With her other hand she positioned the head of the dildo.

"Frances, Please don't. I'm sorry. Look. I'm sorry."

"Don't worry its just a little lesson in control. I'm not going to hurt you. Much!"

Frances' slow strokes moistened the dildo in Kira's tight pussy. Then Kira felt the pressure against her anus and Frances' fingers against her clit. 

"Easy, Please."

"Anything you say Major tight ass."

Kira tightened her butt. 

"Kira this could be painful if you want. Resistance is futile."

Kira's butt was not giving up its treasure so easy, but Frances had an ability to cause vibrations in her lover's body that began to tease and please the anus. Frances slowly pushed in and started pumping.

"Ouch, easy damn it!"

Frances slowed the pace of her hips as she kissed Kira's neck. Kira's grip on her arm relaxed. In between moaning, "okay, I've learned" that turned into "Shit" or "Damn" Kira's breathing increased. Frances began to send vibrations through Kira's body. Kira began to shake violently, grabbed the rock and moaned loudly. Soon she orgasmed with a cry that was a cross between a long grunt and a muffled scream. 

On the station, Dax walked into Sisko's office. "What's happening? Kira just called in again asking for medical aid. What was the secured message she called in before?" 

"I'm sorry Dax. I gave you info to misdirect Frances if she scanned you. We weren't going to ask Frances to spare the Malels. The Malel's just escaped through the wormhole."

Dax looked puzzled. "Benjamin, the wormhole has not been activated for over two hours, at least not OUR wormhole."

"What?"

"I'm positive."

"Med lab to Captain Sisko" came over the air.

"Go ahead."

"Major Kira is here resting, but before she went to sleep she mumbled – It's not going where you think." Both Dax and Sisko looked puzzled. 

"How is she?"

"She's ok sir, mostly sore, but I'd rather she tell you of her condition."

Sisko looked at Dax. "Get me the Admiral on my secured channel."

It took two hours to get through. Dax came into the office to let him know they had the signal. When Admiral Rontu appeared he had a worried look on his face. 

Sisko informed him of the escape, but the Admiral shook his head no.

"We received a video feed of the Malel's exiting a crashed ship on Tiris II right here in the Alpha quadrant. Tiris II is an independent colony. Frances declared war on Tiris for aiding her enemies. There's a blue gravitational field around the planet. She's destroying the planet as we speak." Admiral Rontu took a deep breath. "Captain, please clear the room. This is for your ears only."

Sisko looked at Dax and she left the room. Then he looked back at the screen. 

"Benjamin, Tiris II housed the Telepath Project. It was a undercover lab developing a telepathy-based weapon. It was to find an advantage for us to block Frances' telepathy, if we ever needed. We don't know how she found out. The Ambassadors liaisons must have known something because they turned around in mid trip to your station." 

Sisko looked down in thought as he mumbled "It's not going where you think." Then his eyes widened and he began to get pissed. "The wormhole. Wait a minute. SHE USED US!" He slammed the wormhole report pad on his desk. "She knew all along we would try to send them through the wormhole. That was our only choice. She opened up her own wormhole before they reached the real wormhole. She wasn't chasing them; she was corralling them to Tiris II. And we helped them escape to their doom. Great! Now everybody assumes she destroyed Tiris for helping the Malels. I bet you the Liaisons indirectly supplied that video feed. Damn it, we can't say anything without implicating ourselves in the family's escape or admitting the Telepath Project. This whole damn chase was about Tiris and the second weapon!"

"Agreed. She must have known the location for a while now. We didn't even have time to warn anybody. Nobody even thought about Tiris II until this happened. Two hundred people. They're all dead, Benjamin. Payback to the Malel family was just icing on her cake."

"So was Kira."

"What?"

"Nothing."

"Captain, the more she executes plans like this, the more it makes us think a defensive weapon is necessary. We're going to have to develop something in a different quadrant. Maybe the starship Voyager can keep her busy for a while. They can request her help. Benjamin, we're going to have to get smarter people to execute this. She's screwed us royally on both the Solar and Telepath projects." 

"Yep" Sisko sighed and shook his head. "With NO Grease!"

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