I Serve at Your Pleasure

Posted on Wed Nov 5th, 2025 @ 10:32pm by Captain Louise Valliére & Lieutenant Atanasius Grayson

1,034 words; about a 5 minute read

Mission: Anubis Rises
Location: Ready Room

Lieutenant Atanasius Grayson stepped off the Turbolift. The Captain had summoned him to her ready room. He approached her door and pressed the call button.

"Enter," a fiery female voice called out from behind the door.

Atanasius entered the ready room. He looked around her ready room. She lay on her side with a PADD on the sofa with a glass of red wine pressed to her dark cherry red lips. He found her insatiable as she wore her low-cut skirt, exposing her navel and more. She could have him thrown into the agonizer for such a glance, "Mistress."

"I think you'll find thats 'Captain'," Louise corrected him. "Do you happen to know why I have called you here?" She asked as she took a sip of the red wine.

"Captain," he begrudgingly corrected himself. He much preferred to call his female superiors Mistress, a lapse in a bygone era of the Terran Empire. He shook his head, "No, Captain, I serve at Your Pleasure, faithfully."

Louise pulled herself up to a sitting position. She reached forward and poured more wine into her glass, then filled an empty wine glass that had been sitting next to the bottle. "Have a drink Lieutenant. In France its customary to drink a good vintage over conversation." She said holding out the wine. She also indicated for him to sit on the couch too by putting the cushion with her other hand. "Join me."

He watched her reposition herself on the sofa and offering a spot next to her on the couch to join her. He took the glass softly with his monstrous hands from her petite one and sat down beside her on the couch, "Thank you." He took a sip, "I usually find wine too tarty for my taste, but this is fine."

Louise took a sip of the wine. "As you know, our last Chief of Security was seriously injured. Maybe thats because he wasn't a Terran." She said simply as she swirled the wine around the glass. "You should know, I have nothing against Aliens. As long as they serve and are loyal to the Empire..." she took a sip of wine. "Where do your loyalties lie, Lieutenant?"

"To the Empire and the Emperor," he responded unwaveringly to his Captain.

Louise took another sip of her wine. "And on this ship?"

"To the mistress and commander of this warship, Captain Louise Valliére, you."

"I see," Louise said as she took another sip. "So, you're telling me that you are truly loyal to me. That you'll obey every order that I give you? And that you won't turn against me if things get a little rocky along the way?" She asked, giving him a serious deadpan look. "Is that what you're saying?"

"On the condition that you remain loyal and faithful subject of the Empire and the Emperor, then yes, I will follow every order of yours steadfastly."

A smirk spread across Louise's face as she placed the glass of wine down on the coffee table. "Not a bad answer at all." She commented. "You know, when you walked in here I saw your eyes. How you looked at me, how you judged my body." She told him. "So, consider this your first order. What exactly were you looking at on me? Did it have any sort of affect on you? You can speak freely, and don't be afraid to leave out the details. Tell me the truth, I will know if you are lying, and you are more than aware what happens to liars..."

The Lieutenant was not surprised by the Captain's line of questioning. He found himself looking down her cleavage and down the rest of the view of her body that he can see from this angle, "I was looking at your navel and down to your skirt. And now I've caught a glimpse of the cleavage of your breasts. I find you quite insaitable and exquisite."

"I see," Louise said leaning forward and picking up the glass of wine. "I ask you that Lieutenant because many men would be too shit scared to be honest. Many of the men in the Terran Empire see women as prizes that can be conquested." She took a sip of her wine. "Grab yourself a good one from a pure blooded, rich Terran family, put a baby in her belly, then a few more and you have yourself a powerful position in society."

Louise took another sip of her wine. "But those men aren't honest. It seems that even though you were giving my body a look through lustful eyes, you still remained honest." She looked him directly in his eyes. "I can value that in an officer. I need someone that I can trust, that will do as I say and tell me the shit I need to know to my face. Regardless of if I'm going to like that information or not."

She emptied the last remaining wine in her glass with a final sip. "You're now the Chief of Security and Tactical Operations aboard this ship. Do you understand?"

The Lieutenant nodded his head and formed his hand into a fist and placed it against his chest, "Yes, I serve at Your Pleasure."

"Indeed, you do." Louise replied. She picked up the bottle once again and poured herself a fresh glass to enjoy. Its rich aroma wafted through the air as she poured. "Now, go take your station. I want a report on your departmental readiness within the hour."

The Lieutenant finished the glass of wine before setting it down on the coffee table in front of him, "Yes, of course, Captain."

He headed towards the door.

Just before he reached the doors, Louise spoke again. "Oh, and Lieutenant. If I ever catch you looking at my navel, or any other part of my body with those sorts of eyes again. I will kill you... Got that?"

He turned around and nodded his head curtly in understanding before leaving her to her ready room.

Posting by:

Captain Louise Valliére
Commanding Officer

Lieutenant Atanasius Grayson
Chief Security/Tactical Officer

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