Bound but not broken PT 1

Posted on Mon Aug 24th, 2020 @ 1:48am by Commander Samantha Howard & Commander Jonathan Grayson & Lieutenant Lisa Olsson

Mission: Tal Shiar
Location: Romulan Secret Base
Timeline: Current

OOC: Warning: Contains nudity but not of a graphic nature and mild Torture


Jon could see the evac point. "We're in the home stretch." He
told Sam and Olsson as they hurried towards it. It beckoned to them like a beacon. Once they arrived they could beam back to the Washington and get to work on the virus.

It was the last thing any of them remembered as they ran headlong into a neuro net which overloaded their nervous systems and rendered them totally unconscious.

Cold, she felt cold. Sam's groggy mind took a few moments to explore the feeling of cold before more depth of reality became apparent. There was a draught of some kind creeping across her skin, her flesh rising into goose bumps in defence against the frigid temperature. An eyelid cracked open to reveal a dark room and a bare leg. The leg was hers complete with a shackle around her ankle, the harsh metal already bruising the tender flesh. Panic began to swell...

“My poor head...” Lisa groaned inwardly as she started to regain consciousness. ”It hasn’t felt this bad since that crazy night in the Nausicaan bar on Caulder II.” She sat up, but realised she couldn’t move around much. She looked down to see that her leg was shackled, and somebody had removed her clothing!

Jon moaned. The last thing he remembered was running toward the evac point and then numbing, blinding pain. He tried to rub his eyes He had a headache but his hands wouldn't move. He tried again and again no luck. He looked down and saw his ankles were cuffed as well. Tightly cuffed. Blinking his eyes he saw Sam not far from him and Olsson to one side. They were in a dark room that much he could tell. He blinked again was Sam nude? In shock he looked down and saw he was as nude as she was.

Sam looked around, at least the three of them were here. No-one was missing.

" Jon? Lisa? You guys ok?" Sam asked through a dry throat. How long had they been unconscious for? The headache present didn't bode well for the hospitality of the place. Whilst being devoid of clothes was unnerving, she refused to let it shame her - which was the obvious intention.

Jon rolled to his side and struggled to sit up. Without the use of his hands it was awkward to say the least but after a few attempts he succeeded. Now he could see Sam clearer. Yes she was naked as he was and bound just like he was. Hands behind her back and ankles also cuffed together. He imagines she was bound just as tightly as he was. He glanced at Lisa and saw she was in the same predicament. "Got a headache but other than that and the fact I'm naked and bound. I'm just dandy. You okay?" He repeated the question to Sam.

" I can safely say I've been better" Sam grumbled as she managed to sit up, drawing her knees up to her chest for warmth "It's damned freezing in here." She took comfort in the fact the second away team was not present - hopefully they hadn't been captured. But did the Washington even know they were missing?

Jon nodded, "I can totally agree with that." He saw as Sam drew her knees up that the shackles around her ankles were tight, already bruising her skin. "I take it your wrists are bound as tight as your ankles." He looked around the dark room, the walls were smooth and nondescript. He saw no door. He sighed as he looked back to Sam. "The cold isn't just to make us miserable, there's another reason." He said as he talked to Sam like he normally would and not like they were both now, completely naked and securely bound.

" Apart from trying to freeze us to death" Sam grumbled, the headache making her mood sour. There was also the lingering detail of the virus infection - was that part of the headache or something else entirely? She shivered at the thought of being held captive whilst potentially dying from an unknown illness. Without her tricorder she had no way of knowing what her body was fighting.

Her musing was interrupted when the door opened.

Jon was in the middle of replying when the door opened and a Romulan with a disruptor walked in followed by a male and female Romulan. "Look, they are awake already." The male said and continued, "Don't bother trying to free yourselves those cuffs were put on to stay. You are what is the Human term? Our Guinea pigs. Clothes are out of the question as well. You are exactly how we want you. Naked and helpless." He finished arrogantly. "Oh , from now on when we enter you will rise. Do that now. Get on your feet."

" Bite me" Sam retorted underneath her breath, refusing to rise as instructed. She knew there would be consequences but she really didn't care. Several possibilities for their capture floated through her mind - the virus hadn't been tested on humanoids before, or they weren't confident in their own vaccine - if they had one.

The male Romulan who had so far done all the talking spoke again "Straith, show the human female the error of her ways." Straith moved in front of Sam, jerked her to her feet and in one fluid motion hit her with a Romulan pain stick. While with the other hand held her upright and in place.

"Stop it!" Jon screamed. The male looked at the guard who removed the pain stick and his hand leaving Sam gasping for air and her knees bent.

"You are responsible for her and the other female. They disobey you will pay the price." The male told Jon. "Make sure they and you do as instructed."

Sam bit back a scream, only partially succeeding despite her efforts. She remained on her feet, vision swimming as the pain dissipated slowly. She resorted to a glare that would make mirrors slink off the wall and go elsewhere to shatter.

TBC