Summary: non-canon - The Mintakins take Counselor Troi and Commander Riker hostage.
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The Mintakin leader, Liko, nodded and two heavy set men carried out a struggling, naked Counsleor Troi. The short, burly men forced Deanna on her back onto a stone altar in the middle of a raised stone platform.
They shackled her hands together overhead while her legs were spread wide and restrained. Liko stood behind the altar, the squat man reverently ran his hand up her thigh and over the swell of her hips, stopping before he reached a breast.
Troi twisted her head to see a bound Commander Riker, kneeling in front of the altar with his hands behind his head. He was positioned so he could look at her and the audience below. Rage colored his face as he watched the Mintakin leader fondle what was rightfully his.
In the crowd, she could see the silhouettes of Data and Geordi hunching over to blend in and stay hidden. Deanna cried out in protest as Liko probed her hidden depths with his stubby fingers. He began to address the villagers, ranting to them that all the bad things happening were because of the alien woman.
"Evil has plagued us since she arrived! And now she has brought one of her minions to help her." He shouted, walking over and yanking Will's head up by his hair. "Now he can join her in appeasing our god, Takin."
A cheer came from the crowd. Three men dragged Riker off the platform and around back. Troi could feel his rage and worry for her. She felt a sliver of panic run through him then haziness. Another minute went by and she couldn't feel her Imzadi at all.
The light from the flames seemed to lick at Deanna's body. Fires roared from both ends of the platform near the front, giving off tremendous amounts of heat. From her view, Troi could see the simple villagers all clamoring to see the woman from another planet.
She called out mentally for Will but got no response. A small sheen of sweat covered her as she shifted on the uncomfortable stone slab, testing her chains. The air was heavy with tension and excitement.
Liko stepped away as a large cloaked figure was guided up on the platform to the end of the altar at Deanna's feet. The tall man was wearing a grotesque mask that covered half of his face, leaving his mouth exposed, showing a distinctively cut beard.
Two young girls removed the robe to reveal the chiseled body of the Enterprise's first officer.
"Will!" Deanna cried out.
He gave no response. Not a flicker of his sapphire blue eyes, no mental caress of reassurance. She heard Liko cackle in the background.
The skinny girls ran their hands over Riker's body. Deanna growled as one of them began to fondle him, quickly bringing his large manhood to full attention. The same girl smiled wickedly at the counselor while licking the commander's chest.
A low chant began from the villagers. The girls guided the figure of their god, Takin, up on the altar onto his knees and untied Deanna's legs.
"Imzadi." She tried desperately. They were going to be killed if he didn't snap out of this.
He looked down at her with stoned eyes. Without a word, the masked, drugged Riker raised Troi's hips high, arching her back and hammered his hard cock up into her tight, wet center.
Deanna screamed and pulled on the chains that bound her wrists overhead. William Riker was very well endowed. Whenever they made love, he was always gentle as to not hurt her, careful of being too rough.
She would not get that consideration here. The man that caressed and worshipped her body before was now brainwashed by these simpletons into participating in their barbaric rites.
With their profiles to the audience, the villagers were able to witness the representation of their god taking his lust out on the evil temptress. Troi's breasts bounced wildly as Commander Riker slammed his hips between her splayed thighs, bruising the soft flesh there.