Bast sat draped in a skimpy outfit, draped across the bed. Her feline eyes boring into Eric. She purred. "Welcome, young lieutenant"
Eric Struggled to his feet, before stumbling as the room span. He quickly shrugged off Cleo's help. Even as Bast chuckled in amusement at his spunk, Eric spoke. "I don’t know what you want Go'auld! But you won't trick me."
Bast's eyes flashed. "Let’s get one thing straight...my name is Bast, you will address me as that. Especially since I went through all this trouble to save you and your men’s life."
Eric gulped, but stood his ground. Once again Cleo marveled at him, understanding even more why Bast thought so highly of earthlings. A human from any other planet would have been on the floor groveling for forgiveness from such a display of anger. Yet this Eric stood there in defiance. Cleo rubbed her thighs together, she hadn't been lying earlier, and men with such fire really did turn her on.
Bast smirked at Cleo, so her servant had taken a liking to this man. Even better for her plans. She sat back down and lowered her voice. "Really Lieutenant. We don't have to be enemies; in fact I brought you here to make an offer."
Eric grimaced. "I will not betray my planet, much less SG-1 .... Bast." He decided he might as well be polite for now.
He was rather surprised when Bast broke out into a chorus of laughter. "Oh you humans are such a suspicious lot. As a matter of fact I could care less about your silly team. "
With a gesture, a hologram of Ranma's new form appeared before Eric. "This is the last project of...an old partner of mine. It's recently been activated on earth. We had an agreement, that I would make sure it would.... oh what’s the phrase... oh yes be fruitful and multiply"
Eric sweat dropped, as he saw Bast purr while glancing lecherously at the image. A second later she seemed to come back to herself. "Anyways I always keep my word, you can ask that silly Jaffa if you don’t believe me. I want him... I'm sure we can come to some mutually beneficial agreement with your government."
Eric grinned as he saw an opportunity. "I'm sure, just let me and my men dial out to our base. We'll relay your message to our high command."
Bast smirked. "Oh you are a cheeky one, do I look like a fool? No your men will stay here and enjoy my hospitality. I do give you my word that they will not be harmed and in fact will quite enjoy the stay here, but they will not leave. Besides, most of their injuries require bed rest. No, you alone shall go back to your superiors and give them my offer."
Eric's face fell, but he carried on. "And how will I know you'll keep your word? We all know you Go-auld hate us Earth Humans."
Bast smirked. "Heh, I told you. That renegade Jaffa of yours Teal'c will confirm that I always keep my word, provided you deal with me in good faith."
Eric didn't need a map to figure that out, if Gen. Hammond refused the deal outright, his men were as good as dead. Bast nodded and continued. "Still I suppose that won't be enough. I tell you what I shall give you a hostage in exchange, as well as serving as my own voice in your compound. Cleo here is one of the managers of my pleasure planets; she should be a valuable enough exchange."
Eric blinked as his eyes turned to the Were-jaguar, who had somehow managed to drape herself over his shoulder. She was so comfortable there he hadn't noticed. "Do you take me for a fool Bast? I saw your ... cat Jaffa in action. She'd wait for the first chance, then either sabotage our base or open the gate for your other troops."
Bast smirked. "Oh the other Go-auld are fools to underestimate you humans. Very well a little extra insurance. Cleo! Stand up."
Cleo very reluctantly got off of Eric, pouting a bit. Dammit, just when she was getting really hot from the fire she sensed in him. "Yes Mistress?"
Bast smiled and pulled out a device, Cleo's eyes widened upon seeing it. Before she could say anything two beams of light struck out. On hitting the wrist of Lieutenant Eric, the other wrapping around Cleo's neck. When the glow faded a watch with two buttons rested on Eric, while Cleo had a collar around her neck. "There, I use these on slaves or prisoners who can not be trusted. So you can use it now lieutenant, to ensure my Cleo's obedience. Press the blue button"
A bit nervous and suspicious, Eric complied. Pressing the button caused the watch to emit a hologram. A hologram of Cleo and her current surroundings. Eric blinked as the Were-Jaguar began to pose seductively. "As you can see, you can keep an eye on her no matter where... furthermore, should she be doing something you dislike... well press the red button."
Eric blinked and pressed it for a second, Cleo's collar glowed red and she suddenly collapsed screaming in pain. Eric quickly moved his finger and looked guiltily at the smoking neck of Cleo. Bast smile grew vicious. "As you can see it also has a punishment feature, the pain is quite excruciating and completely debilitating. Incidentally that button activates automatically should she try to attack you or remove the wrist unit. Furthermore it is keyed to you. Only you can remove the bracelet or collar, not even I can take Cleo back without your say so. A very effective tool, I use one to keep in line this one Go'uld who had the nerve to call me Tok'ra. Is that adequate enough to ensure she will be a complaint hostage?"
Cleo stumbled to her feet leaning over to whisper in Eric’s ear exactly how compliant she would be. Eric blushed red, much to Bast's amusement. "I...suppose so.... "
Bast smirked. "Very good. I shall return your uniform and weapons to you, as well as documents concerning my deal. Oh by the way, don't get any ideas about using those guns of yours on my Jaffa. You’ll find they are much tougher than anything Apothesis or the other Go'uld produce for their body guards."
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Star gate command.
Alarms blared, as Hammond and Dr. Fraiser rushed into the command center.
"Its SG-5's code sir...along with a message?" The aide looked up handing a sheet of paper to the General.
Hammond frowned upon reading. "Have the soldiers take up position and then open the Iris. Lieutenant Eric is coming through with a...'guest'. Dr. Fraiser, prepare the med bay, I need you to make sure he hasn't got anything implanted on him."
Dr. Fraiser nodded and left, as several dozen troops entered the gate room, taking up firing positions. At Hammond’s node the Iris opened up, and the gate activated. After the initial burst of water receded, two forms appeared out of the portal.
A decidedly embarrassed looking Lieutenant Eric, in his hand a chain leash. A leash attached to the collar of a scantily clad catgirl, who seemed to be enjoying this situation. The portal shutting down after she stepped through.
General Hammond blinked, as he and the rest of the soldier’s present sweat dropped. "Oh I can't WAIT to hear this one..."
Rubbing his head he turned to head for the debriefing room, it was going to be one of those weeks...
"Lieutenant?" "Yes General" "Would you please tell your... new girl friend to stop massaging your shoulders during the debriefing?!!"
"Carter...are you seeing the same thing I am?"
"I hope so sir, or else I'll be waking up in a room with little white men."
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