Idiocy and Stupidity Round 3

Posted on Tue Mar 3rd, 2020 @ 4:06pm by Lieutenant Commander Bernadette Chevalier & Lieutenant Commander Ajal Yamaguchi

Mission: Mission 50: This Grey Spirit
Location: Various Locations - USS Spirit of Winter
Timeline: 1200Hrs - November 31st, 2391

Bernadette Chevalier walked the line, staring rather intently at the nine idiots that where brawling in the Green dragon a couple of days earlier.

Before her stood Ensign The Eternally Puissant Alexa Rosamund Crapstone the Incredulous, Petty Officer 3rd Class Micktenphail Bremer, Crewman Krotch Mitch, Ensign Tuula Voutilainen, Technician Bae LaJosse, Crewman Apprentice Kosdumph Mitch, Crewman Rae LaJosse, Private Donald Trump the Magnificent, and Crewman Apprentice Her Royal Highness Nicola Fudgepacker VII.

Looking at the lot of them she simply asked the question. "Do you all understand exactly why you are here?."

Donald Trump simply smiled. "Yes sir... I am aware."

Tuula Voutilainen slapped Trump. "Silence Fool... you do not speak for us."

Nicola Fudgepacker nodded. "Yessir. its clear why we're here!" as Alexa smiled lusty at the French woman as she nodded. "Yessir."

Micktenphail, Krotch mitch, and Bae Lajosse, simply nodded, while Rae Lajosse simply gave Bernadette a very stupid look. Kosdumph shook her head.

Bernadette ignored Rae and Kosdumph, simply stating," Alright you idiots, your job for today, you will clean every bathroom on the ship, then you will handle waste extraction, then after that, you belong to the Chef will you will do every little task he requires of you, got it."

The assembled heads all nodded, well except for Rae LaJosse who looked at her stupidly before she departed.

Fudgepacker retreated over to one side. "Ewww... like I'm 'not' touching this... like ... ever!"

Trump snorted in disgust. "Please... you've never done a days honest work in yer life."

"Ooooh like you'd know what work was... Private... whereas I am royalty, you should bow to me!" Fudgepacker responded in a highly demanding tone. "kneel before me worm... and I may yet forgive this insolence."

Tuula snorted. "Please.." she was wearing something Gothic which she considered sexy but she looked like a trashy whore. "Why don't you actually do some work and some complaining."

"You bitch!, I should have you flogged for your insolence... do you know who I am.."

Trump got up and went over to her. "You are my bitch." before he hauled off and began to beat her with his fists, her incoherant screams degenerated into sobs as he roughly pulled down her pants and he dropped his own before he bent her over a crate and took her right then and there.

Tuula blinked in shock. "Oh fuck.... wow... you bastard.."

Crapstone shook her head. "You're unbelievable.... Trump... you fuck.."

Trump grunted and groaned as he had his way with his toy.

Rae stood there like a statue for a moment drooling like a complete moron. The all of a sudden, without warning, he made his move on Trump. Grabbing him by the neck, and not even needing to pull down trumps pants, since trump ha already so kindly done it for him, Rae had his fun with Trump.

Trump screamed as Fudgepacker tried hard to fight with Trump but she was pinned, she could only endure Trump's pushing himself into her.

Tuula smiled. "Trump, its my turn next..."

Trumps response was a scream.

Micktenphail started pointing at The threesome pointing, "Are you crazy that's Rape." For a moment there Micktenphail felt the need to try and intervene, so he grabbed the nearest object, which was a broom stick, and whacked Rae across the head with it. The broomstick shattered into several pieces while Rae, completely unfazed, turned his head and looked at Micktenphail, giving him an empty stare while continuing to nail Trump. Micktenphail's balls promptly retreated straight back into his groin as he stumbled away, but he tripped and fell, landing near Tuula.

Tuula smiled as she reached down, she grabbed Micktenphail and she all but ripped off his pants before she stopped. "Oh god.." she was instantly disappointed as she got angry and then she pulled him to her as she jumped on him.

Tuula got out of her chair but she wobbled and was unsteady, before she climbed onto his lap, while she grasped his small dong with her hand, guiding him to her as she felt him enter her, it was going to be disappointing but she would take what she could get. "Harder to fucking worm.."

Alexa Rosamund watched with fascination as the threesome fuck sandwich intrigued and fascinated her as the other two women present watched, non of them moving. "Oh god.."

Trump meanwhile came inside Fudgepackers womanhood, when he suddenly found the weight off of him, as he dropped on top of the woman he had just violated, she began swinging wildly, slapping him multiple times.

Rae, out of nowhere got enraged, and the first thing he grabbed was Trump himself. Rae bodily threw trump halfway across the room. Trump landed painfully into a bunch of empty boxes.

Rae then screamed loudly and grabbing anything that was loose he began hurling it across the room, boxes, equipment, anything that wasn't nailed down. Micktenphail screamed, threw Tuula off him, and started trying to scramble away, but couldn't get far because his pants where still down. Krotch and Kosdump ran for it, while Rae went on Micktenphails direction. But Tuula caught his attention first.

Tuula turned as she quickly pulled her pants back on, she quivered in fright as she hopped back into her chair, that was about then the enraged idiot caught up with her.

Before Tuula had a chance to run away, Rae grabbed her, Hover chair and all, and threw the chair, with her still in it across the room, narrowly missing Trump. The terrified Trump tried to run away, but Rae then caught up to the man, grabbed him by the collar and dragged him to one of the latrines. He then shoved trumps head into one of the toilets and began flushing repeatedly.

Trump screamed, he coughed and spluttered as he tried to fight off the massive being who was still intent on hurting him. Meanwhile Tuula tried to pull herself out from the wreckage of her chair, whimpering in pain and fright as she did so.

Meanwhile Fudgepacker cried as she attempted to press her legs together, feeling every square inch of her ravaged womanhood from Trump who had violated her. "I'll see you fucking... suffer for... this... Trump you evil evil man.."

Rae had enough of giving Trump a swirly, and tossed him over to fudgepacker. He then wandered over to Tuula, grabbed her hoverchair, and threw it into an open waste extraction tank.

Tuula screamed as she flopped back down onto the deck plating of where she was lying, she landed on the ground with a crunching sound, as she quickly realized that both her legs had been broken.

Fudgepacker meanwhile had proceeded to grab Trump before she began beating him with her fists, she was not doing much to him, only being little more then an annoyance but her point was plain.

Rae then stood there like a statue for a few minutes, then out of the blue, grabbed the cleaning supplies and started to clean the bathrooms.

Micktenphail meanwhile poked his head out of the crate that he was hiding in. His attempt to climb out however, resulted in at least one faceplant. Bae Lajosse, Krotch and Kosdumph wandered back into the area. Bae somehow decided he was in charge, picked up a mop and shoved it into Fudgepackers face. "You, Begin mopping the female bathroom, now."

Fudgepacker's patience and tolerate was now totally exhausted. "You dare speak to me like that... Why, I should have you clapped in irons... you sick fuck.."

Bae looked at her with a nasty look," Either you do it, or i throw you in the waste extraction tank." Krotch meanwhile, managed to find some cigars of a type she didn't recognize in one of the crates. Feeling unusually Generous, she passed around the Cigar's to everyone whom was still concious, saying," Here, these should take the edge off."

"Ewww... vile.." Fudgepacker responded. "How pedestrian.." she snorted in disgust before she got up and walked away, only to trip up and fall, head first into the open waste extraction tank, letting out a loud scream as she did so.

Tuula laughed at her, "HAHA... Serves you right.."

Bae smiled and lit up his cigar, completely not realizing it was the klingon variety," Ha, serves you right you prissy bitch.

An Hour later everyone whom had a cigar was completely baked, when Bernadette Chevalier waked into the area along with Ajal. Bernadette was quick to detect the drugs, she also noted the groaning trump on the ground and the complaining Tuula. No sign of Rae, Micktenphail, or Fudgepacker though. She shook her head in disgust, commenting," Really, this is what these morons do."

Ajal looked around. "Unbelievable." the Klingon woman agreed. "Wait.. what is that vile stench...?" as she looked over. "Oh wow... I think I found someone... looks dead..." she picked up a piece of the wreckage before she poked the body with it, it suddenly coughed and spluttered. "Yeah... Bernadette, this is one of yours.."

Trump coughed wetly. "Uhh.... what died?"

Ajal regarded the person who spoke. "You're sanity?" she inquired with a rather sinister smile. "So... Now that I have had lunch and I feel I want to throw it up again..." she sighed softly. "I would honestly like to make you all clean this mess up.. until it is so clean I can eat my dinner off the deck... but... I think you'll all fail dismally." she turned to the human woman. "What do you think?"

Bernadette just facepalmed then tapped her combadge, contacting the transporter chief, "Chief, beam Ensign The Eternally Puissant Alexa Rosamund Crapstone the Incredulous, Petty Officer 3rd Class Micktenphail Bremer, Crewman Krotch Mitch, Ensign Tuula Voutilainen, Technician Bae LaJosse, Crewman Apprentice Kosdumph Mitch, Crewman Rae LaJosse, Private Donald Trump the Magnificent, and Crewman Apprentice Her Royal Highness Nicola Fudgepacker VII all to the brig please, and have medical come tend to them."

The response came back. "Understood sir." before the downed bodies began to be beamed away. "and the medics have been informed.."