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Total Domination	By : NakedOwlMan Category: +M through R > Mass Effect Views: 27541 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 2
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They were in fight room #4, so Ash had no way of seeing the mystery opponent that was taking on Behemoth. The crowd around fight room #1 were still audible, though, and were chanting something that, although Ash couldn't quite make it out, didn't sound anything like Behemoth's name.

"Who the hell is Behemoth taking on over there?" Ash thought to herself, but her current situation soon distracted her from this curiosity. The whistle sounded, and she and Rhia were locked in combat.

And suddenly, Ash found herself once again reluctant to accumulate any Style Points. Before, she had been able to rationalize it as just a means to victory, and then later as a way to humiliate and display her dominance over her unwilling opponent. But now, in a fight with a woman who had made perfectly clear that she was quite inviting of Ash's touch, Ash found herself holding back.

Luckily for Ash, Rhia was doing the exact same thing, even as the crowd was showing their disapproval of the "clean" fight. "She must still be thinking about that kiss," Ash thought to herself. "'Not unless you ask me to,' that was what she said. I guess that applies to everything else."

So for the twenty minutes of their fight, they engaged in pure, clean mat wrestling. Rhia was definitely good; she should be after fighting in this competition for three years. But as usual, Ash's Alliance military training put her at the top echelons when it came to fighting, so by the end of the match, she had decidedly defeated Rhia with Control Points alone.

Behemoth's match against the mystery opponent must have ended, Ash observed. Most of the crowd was now gathering around their fighting area, and she no longer heard any sounds coming from the direction of Room #1.

Before, Ash had been welcoming of the crowd's attentions. Now, the thought of them all watching while she violated her former partner, made her feel ill.

As Rhia sank to her knees, Ash was presented with the tools of domination. But as she stared down at Rhia, she found herself hesitating.

"I can't," she thought to herself. "Can't let the sex-crazy woman I become with that strap-on attached have her way with Rhia."

Rhia saw Ash's hesitation, and looked up at her with wide eyes. "Please," Rhia mouthed to her. "Please."

"Rhia, I..." she started to say, when a new, unfamiliar buzzer blared out over the arena.

The door to the fighting room slid open, and two burly batarians entered. Roughly, they grabbed Rhia's arms and hauled her to her feet, leading her out of the arena.

"Wait," Ash yelled out. "Where are you taking her?"

The batarians didn't answer, and Ash started to chase after them, only to have two more guards push her back into place. After a few seconds, they parted to reveal the new occupant of the fenced-in area.

"Good evening, fight fans!" called out Aria T'Loak into a microphone. "I hope you've enjoyed the tournament up to this point. But all good things must come to an end, and right now, it's time for our final, championship battle!"

The purple-skinned asari stepped up to Ash, a sneering smile on her face. "Let me first congratulate this fine competitor here, a great fighter and dedicated dominatrix. Please give a hand to Isis, aka Ashley Williams, the second human Spectre!"

Ash felt herself go numb. "Shit," she thought to herself. The announcement certainly didn't elicit any applause from the crowd. Mostly just gasps and angry mumbling.

"Now, we've seen Ms. Williams take on some fierce competition here tonight," Aria said, strutting around the room and looking out at the assembled crowd. "But you know, I got to thinking it was a little unfair. I mean, with all that extensive Spectre training of yours, Ms. Williams, I think you have to agree that winning here was about as difficult as, how do you humans put it, shooting fish in a barrel."

Ash barely heard Aria's words, too busy looking out at the crowd and their angry glares. The idea of the Council sticking their nose into this tournament was obviously not appealing to them, and Ash began to wonder if she was going to make it out of this alive.

"Now, ever since I started Total Domination, there have been a set of rules in place," Aria continued. "But if you know me, Omega, you know that I've never been one to stick to the rules. So this year, I've allowed a special late entrant into this tournament, and one that I think should be able to give Ms. Williams here the proper sort of challenge."

"No," Ash thought to herself. "Goddammit, not her."

And even as she thought it, the door to the arena slid open, and a familiar face on top of a well-built, bikini-clad body appeared.

"You saw her take down Behemoth!" Aria declared. "And now, in our final championship match, it's Spectre vs. Spectre. Ashley Williams, and her opponent, Karen Shepard!"

The crowd roared out in anticipation of the match to come, although Ash doubted they were really interested in who won; more the chance to see one Spectre or another get violated for their viewing pleasure.

"Shepard, what the hell are you doing?" Ash hissed at Shepard, even as her former commander got herself into a fighting stance.

"Making sure Liara gets her artifact," Shepard said, flexing her substantial arm muscles as she sized up her opponent. "One way or another."

"I was going to win this, dammit!" Ash protested. "I had it in the bag! You didn't need to stick your nose in!"

As the whistle sounded for the match to begin, Shepard gave Ash a smirk. "You gonna bitch about this all day? Or you here to fight?"
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