Edra Paulsen, A Star Trek Tale

 Edra Paulsen admired herself in her quarters mirror, she has always liked the blue mini dress. Giving herself a small nod before heading out towards astrophysics. She greets her colleagues as she passes, a stoic look on her face as the tall Vulcan strides to her position, her long back hair in a tight bun. She hears across the ship's comm system the stern voice of Dr Vanlith demanding the reminder of the crew come for a check up before the end of the day, not after. Eda had already been, but she knew quite a few others had not, always keeping it to the last minute. It was not long until she was at her station, the ship finally nearing its destination.

The USS Incapistro had been dispatched to a remote sector, a worrying report of a missing freighter. As the nearest ship in the area they had been dispatched to investigate the situation, starting with a nearby asteroid field. Edra had been on the ship for a few months now in the astrophysics department. Scanning the area as they approached for anomalies, there was some background radiation from something maybe weeks ago, but not really anything of any real note.

Without warning the whole ship shakes, throwing her to the ground. Instantly followed by the sounds of “Red Alert” and shouts as people start to rush about outside. She gets up and dusts off her blue uniform, dashing over to the door she looks out into the corridor just in time to see the shimmer of a teleport.

The figures start opening fire the moment they materialize, beams striking out with pinpoint precision. Each person they hit thuds to the floor, seemingly stunned seeing their eyes moving in panic as their body is parallelized. Edra manages to slip back behind the door as half of the attackers start moving to other parts of the ship, while the others start to inspect the stunned crew members.

The attackers were dressed in a strange version of the Starfleet uniforms, and she oddly recognised them as members of the crew, but they were not quite. Was it the Mirror Universe? She had heard rumors but there was no way that could be true, and certainly they should not be here. She watches from her corner in shock as they move to each of the stunned crew and start to secure them.

Watching with shallow breath as they start their work, one approaching a fallen crew member grabs a fistful of hair and pulls her off the floor a little bit and pulls her hair up to expose her neck. Edra suppresses a gasp as the invader pulls out a small pistol and quickly shoots something into the back of her exposed neck. She watches the crew members' eyes dart about in panic, her body not responding. Dropping her head back onto the floor the invader starts to work on other things. Edra watches with dread as she watches something start to snake around the woman's throat, a black viscous substance starts wrapping around her neck. Forming a solid sheath around her neck, keeping her head cinched in place stopping any movement. It then starts to flow up over her chin and mouth with a thin layer, keeping the contours of her lips displayed in a glossy black layer. While the collar secured itself in place the invader had been busy looping four sections of joined cord around her wrists and ankles, a swift tug on the center causes the sections to quickly contract until her arms are pulled tightly behind her back and her feet pulled up to her thighs, leaving her in a tight hogtie. The invader moves on to the next target, leaving the woman on the floor efficiently disabled, knowing there would be little she could do when the paralysis wears off.

Edra watches in dismay as all the crew members are quickly rendered the same, and the invaders quickly move on heading towards the sounds of battle. Once they are clear Edra shakily slips out of her hiding place and goes over to the helpless woman. Kneeling down next to her she tries to pull at the bonds, finding them utterly beyond her ability to remove. She suppresses panic as the captive crew start to squirm and struggle as the paralysis wears off. She watches stunned as the woman wriggles against her bonds, the seal over her mouth showing her mouth desperately trying to speak, but all she can hear are moans as she succumbs to fear and frustration

Edra looks up seeing movement, her heart missing a beat. In front of her wass group of invaders,  in front of them was her. It was clearly Edra  but also not, she held herself tall and was undeniably sexual. Edra did not have time to worry about that, she scurries backwards before they can open fire at her. She managed to get to her feet and most of the way down the corridor before a sharp pain hits between her shoulder blades and she slumps into an undignified heap on the floor.

Edra ’s body refuses to respond as she helplessly sees her double striding towards her out of the corner of her eye. The woman seemed taller, more confident and imposing than her as she advanced purposefully towards her at the head of the small group, pistol in hand. An impish look in her eyes as she realizes who Edra is. Gleefully the woman grabs a fistfull of Edra ’s hair, yanking her onto her stomach and maneuvering her hair out of the way before deftly blasting a globual of the substance onto her neck. She lets her fall back onto the floor as she pulls her arms behind her back, binding them efficiently with the same cord used before, looping her ankles together as well. Edra  desperately tries to struggle, her body codeming her to her fate unable to move. 

Fear rising in the pit of her stomach as she lays helplessly on the ground her double steps over her to carry on to other areas of the ship. Hearing her say to her escort “Remember where we left that one, we need to make sure she gets settled into her new occupation”. Edra  tries all she can to remain calm, trying to work out what is going on. She can see the others moving, blue uniforms writhing on the floor, occasionally she hears a moan from one of them. Slowly use of her limbs starts to come back to her, unable to stop herself she squirms in the restraints. Unable to move as much as she expected, her legs bound up to her hips, her arms securely bound to her ankles. She squirms and snorts over the membrane covering her lips, desperately trying to find her composure she slumps back onto her front, taking deep breaths as she calms herself in the inescapable situation, she can hear the others still moaning nearby.

Edra  manages to calm herself enough to try and wait it out, she was sure to get an opportunity sooner or later to get free, but now was not the time. After waiting for quite some time, more figures come around the corner near the incapacitated humans. Most of the Mirror people, seeming much more relaxed and moving without haste as they start to inspect the captives. 

She can't quite see what they are doing. She sees one of them flip a hogtied crewman onto her back, leaning down to check the binds on her. Seeing some device taken and placed under the woman's dress, eliciting a labored moan from her. Edra strains against her bonds without thinking, seeing them loaded onto a device that they had rolled up. Seeming using gravity fields, they suspend the victim's head up, bobbing gently in a row as they are effortly pushed down the corridor towards her. Edra feels her heart pounding as they get closer, each one squirming in seeming lust. One of the guards efficiently pulls her onto her back, ignoring her protests as the restraints are checked over. One of them pulls up her dress and pulls her underwear down as a pad is attached directly over her vagina. Suddenly feels her heart race as arousal starts to build between her legs, eyes widening in surprise as she is hoisted onto the rack with the others. 

Being moved along the ship, it became increasingly clear that the ship had been captured, seeing other crew members in equally hopeless situations. She was trying very hard to ignore the device between her legs as it insidiously coxed her closer and closerto an orgasam. She was using all her meditative powers to try and stave it off, cuming now would make the situation worse for her. Who knew why this was even happening, what reason could they have to instill these feelings in their captives? As she was thinking this, the unmistkable sound of orgasem from the crewmember behind her, stifled by the gag over her lips. Edra could hear laughter from their captors, adding to the humiliation as the first one of the group is reluctantly made to cum for them. Edra shudders trying to remain composed as she hears sounds of her other associates being brought to orgasem one by one. 

Edra  manges to contain herself, the sounds of the crew being taunted as they lose their battles against the devices. Eventually they make it to one of the cargo holds. The room is filled with bodies, each one bound in a tight hogtie on their fronts. Gags strifling the moans from them, it is quite clear by the helpless writhing from each one, they are being forced into a cycle of repeated orgasems. Edra ’s composure slips for a moment at the sight of fifty or so crewmembers forcefully being sexually stimulated. Without warning the device flares up stronger, as if seeing her distraction Edra can’t fight against it anymore as she is driven to orgasem by it. Her body squirming as she is made to cum at the sight of her companions own sexual suffering, joining alongside them panting desperately as her composure is also broken down, desperate not to enjoy it at least, her eyes fluttering as her body simply has other ideas.

Still in the throes of her undignified orgasem they load her off of the contraption onto the floor next to another exhausted member of the science team. She hears the mocking voices of the guards “Seems the Vulcan has finally decided to have some fun”, Edra squirms as they laugh at her, all composure lost as her hips wriggle, the pad continuing to stimulate her. The others are layed out next to her, both males and females depleted from hard orgasems, moaning as the devices start the ordeal up again. Feeling her own one making advances, unable to fight against it as a second orgasem causing her whole body to shudder as she joins in with the defeated and aroused moans of the other prisoners. Gags and bonds keep them all in place, each one failing to stave off the devices as they are made to climax regularly. Unable to contain composure in defeat, each one docile groaning as they are abused, some unable to cover up pure excitement.

After some time a shuttle enters the hangar and the guards start to load the still squirming prisoners onto the ship, getting loaded up inside the cargo hold of the small shuttle. They seem to be mostly picking out those with blue uniforms on, soon Edra is picked up and lugged onto the ship. She squirms in a pathetic protest, seeing the ship is already very tightly packed as she is placed tightly with other crew members, the hold filled with moans and sweaty excited bodies. The ship shudders on take off, and departs into space, leaving behind their ship. Edra  grunts and struggles, her body rubbing up against others, hearing the sounds of orgasems from them, driving her over the edge yet again her body giveing her no choice. 

She has no idea how long they are there, each one forcefully cuming and ejaculating, becoming sweaty messes, hair unraveling and getting plastered to faces. Edra’s own tight bun had fallen apart and her long black hair was stuck to her face, all the pretense of the proud Vulcan broken down so simply and quickly. Eventually they touch down, the ship now a desperate mess of aroused bodies, little fight left in the federation crew as they simply cum instead of struggling now. 

Edra  is one of the first to be taken from the ship, picked up and placed at the bottom of the ramp where a guard reconfigures her bonds. Forcing her arms into a tight U shape behind her back and freeing her legs up. Edra is too exhausted to take much of this opportunity as she is forced to her feet, feeling shaky and groggy as she stands behind another member of the science crew, a link running from the collar around her neck to the one in front. Edra stands helplessly in the line, some cuming as they stand, hopeless moans being stifled as they stand meekly. Edra  feels another collar attached behind her, followed by a yank from the front forcing them to start to shuffle along. Progress is slow as they are still under the torments of the orgasm devices, but the guards still drag the bedraggled members through the halls of a ship. Eventually stopping as they come to what appears to be an astrophysics lab as they are all marched in, and made to line up. The room was full of freestanding consoles all facing a large view screen. Each one far past panic as they stand shakily waiting for whatever is to come.

A few mirror officers filter into the room, including Edra’s own doppelganger. With malicious looks in their eyes, the drained crew squirm nervously. “Seems the Federation is full of needy sluts judging from the noises they were making” mocked one of them, elisiting embarrassed moans from the captives. Edra watches as one walks up to a woman she recognises as from her science department, the man roughly rips her dress down the center pulling her breasts free. The defenseless woman quivers as her exposed breasts are admired, squealing as her nipples are pinched harshly and another rips her pantiehoes exposing her legs. Left embarrassed and panting while her companions look on, feeling their own vulnerability as they round on another crewmember. The male Ensen looks like a trapped animal as the attention is turned on him, his exposed and erect cock forcefully stroked as they produce a plug to push into his anus, mocking him as they force his weakened body to cum again. Laughing as they take his ejaculation over to a nurse Edra  also knew, holding her by the hair as they expose her as well, ripping off pantie hoes and tearing her dress open, coating her face in his seamen as she trembles and moans as they exert their power over the group. Blushing at the laughter Edra feels her heart pounding as they start on her. One of them hitches up Edra ’s dress over her hips, exposing her as she groans. “What uniforms the women have, so flirtatious seems slavery going to be imminent strutting about like that” Edra  feels a hard slap to her ass as she lets out a moan tinged with excitement. Feeling fingers slid into her anus as her head was yanked by her hair, hearing moans from the other prisoners, unable to fight back anymore. “It seems the Federation is simply wanting to be enslaved”

Edra’s doppelganger speaks up “The slaves need to be adorned more appropriately, get to it”. Edra watches helplessly as the Mirror guards respond with a “Yes Sir” before the male officer is scanned again with the same device used on them before. He struggles weakly as his uniform warps and changes, the membrane over his mouth changing and expanding again. The remains of his clothes fall away as straps start to criss-cross over his torso, a corset clenching around his waist, tightening to his struggles. Short boots start to coil longer up his legs to his thighs as heels force him onto his toes. Once done he is teetering helplessly, erect cock on display as the outfit barely covers his body. Quickly scanning the others, Edra can feel her own uniform start to shift and change. Sleeves dissipate as it starts to reform, her own waist getting constricted as her dress rapidly shortens. Her own boots snaking up her legs as she is forced onto her toes. Straps looping from the collar to under her breasts pulling them up as she is displayed in the humiliating outfit, still in it’s iconic blue. The sounds of moans from the newly dressed slaves as they try and fight the inappropriate arousal in their weakened states filling the room.

As they are prepared a number of figures enter the room, what appears to be the Mirror Captain and a security team, dragging behind them are members of the Federation security including the head of security herself. The haughty Vulcan had been stripped nude, gagged and exposed on a leash; she looked very vulnerable and weak trailing behind the captain. The rest of the team's uniforms had been torn and damaged, forced onto their knees as they slump passively and exposed before their captors. The captain starts to speak “You slaves have been selected to help us calibrate the ships systems to enable it to travel back to our dimension, you will be using the consoles here to perform this work, we are not interested in any defiance from our slaves, so I will explain once the fate of any opposition to our power”. With a click of her fingers the Head of Securities collar starts to warp and change, a slick black coating starts to slide down her exposed body, not hiding the contours of her from at all, aroused helpless squirming as it starts to bind her into a form fitting sheath, forcing her legs together and arms to her sides as it renders her completely helpless. Finally coating her whole head, leaving no skin on display, her mouth opening with silent moans as she is made into an erotic display. “Hoist her up so they can see her and set them to work” says the captain admiring her new showpiece.

They watch with dismay as the security chief is left dangling in front of the view screen, unable to ignore her squirming form as they are pulled in front of a console each. Arms shackled in front of them as they are chained by their corsets to the podiums, things start to flash up on the screen, Edra knowing what to do but desperately not wanting to do so, knowing if they get to the Mirror Universe they would never get free. She hears a slap and a squeal as a crop slaps across someones ass, “Get to work slaves!”. Edra  quivers as she starts to work, unable to defy them, knowing she would end up next to the Security Chief if she tried. She feels the pad between her legs starts to work her up again, making her job harder as she is forced to work for her captors.

She suddenly feels a hand squeezing her ass, eliciting a moan from under her gag. She hears the captain's voice “It looks like you would be quite delightful bound Commander Paulsen, don’t you think?” her Doppleganger hesitates a moment “... If you think so Captain”. The woman laughs “I certainly do, make sure they complete the calibrations within two days, or I will show you exactly what I mean” with that she strides out of the room leaving an agitated Commander in her wake. Edra tries to focus on her work, trying to stave off another orgasem as she hears the others moaning pathetically as they work. 

Losing track of time Edra keeps working, trying to be compliant to her captors as she is left with little choice to do as commanded. Hearing behind her desperate grunts and moans, followed by laughter and the sounds of flesh getting slapped hard. Edra tries hard to ignore the increasing sounds at the back of the room behind her. She squirms before quickly glancing around to see what is going on. To her dismay she sees the remnants of their ship's security being used by their mirror equivalent. Each ones uniform in tatters to get to what they want, Edra watches seeing them being fucked thoroughly. Some on knees cocks being slipped into their throats, others bound with legs spread being forced to cum for entertainment. The males getting used as sex toys by the females as the males analy use them. Each one’s helpless bodies get thoroughly used as they moan and whimper.

Edra gasps in shock as her head is yanked back by her hair and she is slammed into the console. She squirms weakly in the firm grip hearing her own voice “You will have plenty of time to be fucked later slave, right now you work”. Edra wriggles as she is pushed up against the console as her double starts to grope her, kicking her legs apart as she slides fingers inside her vagina. Edra is relentlessy brought to an orgasem, a display of power over her, leaving her weakened and shaky, moaning in hopeless lust. “Back to work slave, or I will let the guards have you instead.” Edra  whimpers at the command trying to focus on the console knowing more and more the fate they have in store for them. 

Edra  keeps working along with the others, hearing the constant sounds of intercourse behind them and the squirming figure of the head of security struggling in front of them. Without warning the view screen flickers to life reveal the cruel smile of the captain “Commander Paulsen, put the slaves to rest for the day and bring slave Edra to the staff lounge immediately.” With that the screen flickers out before a “Yes Captain” can be uttered. Paulsen motions to the guards, “Prepare them.”. Once again they use the devices on the prisoners giving them no warning as the membrane of the gags start to spread over their heads, mouths open in shock as eyes are covered rendering them faceless objects as they stand in docile confusion. “I want the slaves fucked senseless before you put them into the stupor, I need to take this slut to the Captain”. With that she leashes Edra and yanks her towards the door forcing her to stumble after her as the Mirror crew lustfully advance on the now available science team. 

Dragged along the corridors of the ship she sees plenty of activity as they are clearly trying to get the ship ready to try and get back through to the Mirror Universe. She could see several of her own crew, dressed the same as her in a kinky parody uniform, still bearing the colors of their station. Each one on a short leash behind a crew member, cleary kept in sheer excitement by devices allowing them to to fulfill the sexual whims of the otherwise frustrated crew. She is led past an officer gleefully using a male captive to pleasure him orally and into the officers lounge. 

The lounge is full of officers, drinking and reclining on the luxurious sofas. She looks around recognising most of the bridge crew and senior officers. Each one completely nude apart from a collar around their necks, most have arms bound behind their backs. Each one's eyes filled with hopeless lust as they are pressed into sexual servitude by their captors. Bodies used for enjoymeant by them, fingers in holes, some hogtied and gloated at. Ada hopelessly watches as she sees Dr Vanlith bent over a table, the normally stern Dr’s legs forced apart while an officer fucks her deeply, each stroke dragging out sensuals moans from her. Held in place by a firm grip in her long silvery hair as another prepares to use her throat.

Edra is pushed to her knees in front of the Captain as her double stalks away, grabbing ahold of the once helm commander and forcing her face between her legs. Edra ’s feels a hand on her chin as she is forced to look up at the crel eyes of the Captain. “I have waited a long time for this, to get your body in my hands, to make you into a compliant slut”. Edra  squirms looking up at her, mouth straining under the membrane. Grinning all the while she grabs her by the hair and yanks her towards the table where Dr Vanlith’s body is being exploited. Lining her up opposite her Doppleganger before roughly bending her over it, feeling her clothes fall away leaving her like the officers, nude and exposed in just a collar and boots. 

The Captain takes up a degrading tone “I guess we are all going to find out what fucking Commander Paulsen feels like soon enough”. Laughter fills the room as Edra  feels something slide deep inside her, letting out a demeaning moan of lust. Anger is clear on her double face, struggling to contain her rage at the insult. “I am sure she would make the same sounds too!”. WIth this her Doppleganger gets up out of her chair, pushing the slave out of her way and pulling her pistol free. “How dare you insult me, you are nothing more than a coward!”. The Captain simply grins at her continuing to fuck Edra , watching intently as the woman stand up to her. “Shoot me, if you don’t I will make you a slave, and I will make you crave having your body used.”. With a scream of rage she aims her pistol and fires, moments before Edra ’s hair is grabbed and she is yanked into the way of the paralyzing beam, her body tensing as all feeling drains from her. In a fluid motion the captain returns fire hitting the Commander square in the chest causing her to sump to the ground. Letting out a triumphant laugh as she slips from the disabled Edra admiring both her prizes. 

Edra watches as the captain prepares her newest acquisition, pushing her onto her belly and hoisting her up by a fistfull of hair before shooting a globual into her neck. Watching with glee as a collar forms around her neck, coating the mouth of the helpless woman. The uniform starts to fall away exposing her body to the subjugator, arms bound behind her as boots creep up her thighs, leaving her identical to Edra . “Look what we have, two slaves to be hopelessly ravished, and who knows who is who, and who will care?”. The two women start to regain their facilities, as it is made very clear by the officers just how much they intend to use them both. Pads filmly attacjed to their vagainas, instantly forcing them to arousal as they are forced to their feet, both moaning with illogical arousal as they stand before the woman. The Captain's comlink goes off as the science officer informs her the preparations are complete.

Dragged onto the bridge by leashes, both of them on the edge, the pads keeping them sexually stimulated. Both of them chained either side of the captain's chair, trophies as part of their plunder. Ignored as they squirm in lust, any fight stripped from them. “Captain, we are ready to jump back” , she gives the command and the ship starts to shudder and warp as it starts to push through to another reality until all goes silent. Successfully forced back into it’s world, with a whole federation crew brought back as chattel for the Empire. Edra feels her heart sink, knowing the way home was blocked off, her fate would now be sexual servitude to whoever they demand, unable to shake the arousal from herself squirming and struggaling as she cums alongside her doppleganger, little effort left to make them willing toys.