I am a Star Trek fan and one of my biggest fantasies is that the federation trials a ships whore on the Enterprise and I am that person.
I start the story as a lowly enson, my name is Andria Pope, before I became the first ship whore of Star Fleet, a far cry from my chosen career plan. I planned to be the youngest captain in the Star Fleet however as I could not beat James T Kirk being only 32 when he took control of the original enterprise my life took a different path.
I worked hard at the academy, but it was my lustful ways that got me into quite a few scrapes with many of the agencies that ran Star Fleet Academy this was until I met Admiral Cole. this is what happened.
I was drunk in an off-campus bar looking for someone that I could introduce to my womanly charms when Admiral Cole bumped into me spilling my Altairian Brandy. I was not impressed and shouted a line of obscenity at him that was straight out of the 1970s gangster movie I had been watching.
He turned around and immediately I wished the floor had opened up and swallowed me, as his steel-eyed stare seemed to cut right through me. I immediately stood to attention and he said. "We are both off-duty cadet let me buy you another one, come and join us."
Everything I had heard and read about Admiral Cole was he was stern and not easy to talk to, but the man I was talking to seemed nothing like that, he introduced me to some delegates who were on a fact-finding mission, and I was impressed that he knew my name.
The night went on and he and I escorted the delegation back to their quarters then he asked me if I would kindly walk him to his quarters as the effects of the alcohol we had consumed had begun to take effect and he was not sure if he would make it on his own.
Once at his door, we stumbled into his quarters and in quick succession he ordered the computer to turn the lights, connect comms and make two strong sweet coffees. "The computer replied that each instruction had been carried out and its electronic voice reminded the Admiral that two Turkish coffees were on the pad." He picked them up placed them on a low table in front of the standard-issue sofa and told me to sit down.
This seemed more of an order than a request so I obliged him and sat next to him. "It was not a coincidence we met tonight?" He said. Surprising me.
"Oh no?" I questioned as he slid one of the coffees over to me.
"I am starting a new program within Star Fleet and your name was the first that all my advisers said I should talk to." He said.
The Admiral then went into a long diatribe about the heart, family life and Star Fleet traditions. This was moments before he told me to stand up and strip naked.
I was shocked by his instruction however in my state of intoxication I slowly stood up and started to remove my dress. Then my Bra and Knickers leaving just my boots. I stood there as he placed me in several poses looked at his communication pad between each pose then he said.
"That's good they all agree you are to be offered to new position, your rank will be lieutenant and you report to the Enterprise at 14:00 tomorrow. The ship's doctor and councillor will be there to familiarise you with your duties and the ship." The Admiral said, again this was no request.
His words and instructions filled my mind although they did confuse me. "What, A, who.?" I asked.
"Sorry Lieutenant, I forgot to tell you that others would be joining us for your interview. This room is a holo-programmed facility so the other factions of Star Fleet Academy can hold Congress without travelling.
I stood there naked, not caring who was watching. The Admiral then said. " I think it is now time for me to taste the spoils of your new position." I think a fee of 20 credits is a fair fee for your services.
Although currency is very rarely used within the federation many places having credits serve many purposes so charging a formal fee would be appropriate, given my title new title lieutenant Andria Pope Star Fleets first ships whore.
"20 credits would be ample," I said as I pushed him up against the wall in the darkened room. "Hey, what the?" The Admiral questioned.
"Shut up," I reply, pinning him with a forearm across his chest, feeling it rise and fall with his heavy breathing. He's been taken by surprise.
"Uh... okay, I'm just a sex object to you, aren't I?" I say as I roughly grab his cock through his pants, finding his bulge.
I begin to toy with his semi-hard cock with my palm. The Admiral gasps as I squeeze his balls saying." You're getting hard dear Admiral.
I start rubbing his swelling member, feeling it grow rapidly under my attention. "Wow big boy, how big does this thing get?" I asked not wanting an answer.
"Do you want to fuck me? Hmm?" The Admiral's dick throbbed and was now fully erect, and he winced, clearly responding to my administrations.
"Are you gonna rape me or are you my first customer? I whisper, in his ear with my spare hand unbuckling his belt, then the button of his pants, then the zipper. With a swift tug, his pants are down past his hips, becore gravity takes over and they fall to his ankles. I pull up his shirt, expecting to find his underwear bursting with his swollen meat, but I was not expecting to find his swollen, purple cock head poking out the top, his swollen cock head ready and wait for me.