Total Domination | By : NakedOwlMan Category: +M through R > Mass Effect Views: 27541 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 2 |
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When she finally awoke, she found herself in a well-appointed bed-chamber. For a second, she was convinced she was no longer on Omega, but in some wealthy asari's estate on the Citadel, from the looks of the place. Paintings hung on the walls, antique furniture, velvet curtains... the very lap of luxury.
Looking down, she saw that someone had bathed and dressed her, the remnants of the nightmare in the arena washed away. She was now wearing a simple, grungy outfit, and had been placed on a comfortable couch.
"You're awake," she heard a voice, and jerked to her feet. Every inch of her felt sore, the effects of Behemoth's horrible device still being felt, but she forced herself to stand.
"What am I doing here?" she asked Aria, who shut the door behind her as she walked inside. The crimelord didn't answer for a while, simply staring at her... captive? Was that what was happening?
"The Council should try harder if they think they can fool me," Aria finally said. "Not that they would have been successful, but for them to think I wouldn't know who you were with their paltry attempts at espionage... I'm insulted, frankly."
"Where's Shepard?" Ash said, feeling the rage return to her. "And where's Rhia?"
Aria laughed. "Normally, in these sorts of situations, I'm the one who asks the questions. But I'll humor you. Shepard has already left with her prize, along with her crew. And your partner... I sent on her way a long time ago. With a promise that if she ever tries anything like this again, she'll be lucky if the worst thing I do to her is ban her from Total Domination for life."
Ash's hopes sunk. Anyone who would know she was here, who could get to her in time, had left. She was alone with the most dangerous woman on Omega.
"You might be wondering why you're not dead yet," Aria said. "Truth is, I know all about what you and Shepard were after. Total Domination was needing some new blood for a while now, and I knew a genuine Prothean artifact would attract some attention. You, Shepard and her ladies... mmm, if you could have only seen how amazing you looked out there."
She was studying Ash as she stepped around her, her expression calm. "You, especially. Once you got into the spirit of things... you reminded me a little of myself, back when I used to jump into fights with the rest of my gladiators. So eager to show your opponent your superiority, so quick to humiliate them at every opportunity."
"So," Aria said as she turned to stand face-to-face with Ash. "In recognition of how well you fought out there, I've got a proposal for you. A chance for you to redeem yourself in the eyes of the Council, and for me to have a Spectre that owes her a favor."
Walking to a wall, Aria unhinged a panel to reveal a number pad. Typing in a combination caused a painting on the wall to slide upward, revealing...
"The trophy!" Ash exclaimed. "But... you said Shepard took her prize."
Aria gave a mocking laugh. "You think I was going to give her the real prize? The Council really DOES think I'm an idiot, don't they? No, Shepard and her friend T'Soni got a highly-convincing fake."
"She'll come after you, you know," Ash said, the memory of Shepard's revenge still fresh in her mind.
"I don't think so," Aria said. "Because Ms. T'Soni will get her artifact in the end. But I'm going to give it to you instead, to give to her."
"Wh..." Ash was at a loss for words. "Why would you do that?"
Aria shrugged. "Honestly, I have no use for the damn thing. And the Council sticking their noses into Total Domination is a concern I don't really need right now. So, here's the offer: you take the trophy to the Council, and you tell them that this tournament is nothing more than, I don't know, a few friendly rounds of amateur boxing. They turn their attention away from me, and get what they sent you here for. Does that sound like a bargain?"
Ash was skeptical. After all the insanity she'd been through today, for her mission to be successful this easily, it didn't seem right. But playing along for now, she nodded. "Agreed." She started toward the trophy, but Aria rested a hand on her upper chest.
"Not quite yet. There's one more term to the offer," Aria said.
She knew it. There was always a catch. "What do you want?"
"There's another tradition of Total Domination that I didn't mention at the beginning," Aria said, as she reached behind her back. "The winner also gets an invitation to my private quarters, and an opportunity to show me her appreciation for giving her the chance to compete."
The harsh rasp of a zipper and a rustle of fabric, and Aria was standing naked in front of her. "Behemoth never took me up on the offer, and Commander Shepard had better things to do with her time, I suppose." Coming to a rest in an arm chair, Aria spread her legs, tracing a delicate finger up the line of her labia. "But I don't mind giving the runner-up a chance at the prize the winner didn't claim."
"You... can't be serious," Ash sneered. "You want me to have sex with you?"
"No need to go that far," Aria said, her azure growing moist as she casually played with herself. "Just get me off with your tongue, and the trophy is yours."
Ash wanted to turn and leave, but the sight of the trophy in the wall safe was taunting her. "Leave now," it seemed to say, "and everything you went through today was for nothing. And, seriously, Ash? After all this, what's one more pussy on your tongue?"
Resigned, Ash crawled down between Aria's thighs. "I'm glad we were able to come to an arrangement," Aria said, as Ash's tongue went to work.
It disturbed Ash a little, how easily this came to her now. The first time she'd had to do this today, it had almost made her vomit. But now, the tip of her tongue lightly brushed against Aria's clit, the asari crimelord letting out an "Mmmm" of approval as Ash tried her best to bring her pleasure. Hesitantly, Ash inserted a finger into Aria's folds, working it around, searching for the right spot while she lapped at Aria's soft nub.
"Bet they didn't teach you that in Spectre training," Aria quipped, her eyes closed and her head back as she relished the sensation of Ash's tongue. Her hand blindly reached out to gently stroke Ash's head, the gesture peculiar and strangely pleasurable to Ash. After the rough, brutal fucking she'd just been through, Ash was surprised to find this whole thing... almost relaxing.
"Oh, yes," Aria started to gasp, and Ashley increased the pace of her oral attack. Before long, dampness leaked from the purple folds of Aria's pussy, and the crimelord let out a long, satisfied sigh.
"Very nice," Aria congratulated Ash. "You're going to make such a wonderful slave."
Ash shook her head. "Fine, just give me the trophy and... wait, what?"
Aria's laugh turned caustic. "You really thought I was just going to hand you something as valuable as that Prothean artifact? No, my dear, this was your audition. If you had performed poorly, I would have killed you on the spot. But instead, I think I'm going to put you to work as one of my pleasure slaves."
"You can't do that!" Ash cried out. "The Council will..."
"...will be disavowing any knowledge of your actions," Aria interrupted. "Once the vids of you happily raping your opponents gets out to the rest of the galaxy, they won't want a thing to do with you, my dear. But don't worry... you'll always have a home here. We'll get you fitted with a shock collar first, of course. Make sure you'll be completely obedient to all my demands, and the demands of anyone else I decide gets to use you. Once that's done, I'll be able to enjoy that talented tongue of yours whenever I want."
Ash's eyes darted around the room, searching for any kind of escape. Aria saw her panic and laughed again.
"Oh, don't be so scared. Just think: no more pointless missions from the Council, no more idiotic orders. But I tell you what: before my men take you to have your collar attached, I'll let you take one more look at the thing that caused this all in the first place."
Aria turned to the wall safe and gestured a hand. "Isn't it such a hunk... of..."
Ash followed her gaze. The trophy was gone.
In its place was a single red rose.
Ash barely had time to react to this, before Aria's biotics flared, and Ash found herself pressed firmly against the wall.
"What did you do?!?" Aria was furious, eyes wide as she got right up into Ash's face. "Where is it?"
"How the fuck should I know?" Ash replied. "I was a little busy at the time, remember?"
"You..." Aria flung her arm out, and Ash tumbled to the floor. She pounded a fist on the door, and two guards rushed in. Their eyes widened slightly at the sight of their angry - and naked - boss, but they said nothing.
"Fling this bitch out of an airlock right now," Aria snapped. "And get me the security feeds for my room for the past hour."
"Uh, we were going to tell you before," said one of the guards, refusing to meet Aria's eyes. "All our footage has been wiped."
Aria stomped up to the guard. "What do you mean 'wiped'?"
"Somebody got into our system," the guard nervously informed her. "Erased everything. Security footage, the feeds from the arena, everything."
"The..." Aria grabbed the guard by the neck. "You're telling me all the footage from Total Domination is... gone?!?"
The guard frantically nodded. Aria's face twisted further into a grimace of pure rage. Finally, she released the guard.
"Get this thing out of here," Aria snarled as she jabbed a finger down at Ashley on the ground. "Before I decide to let you share her fate."
* * *
Ash struggled to come up with an escape plan, but pretty much all of them relied on her having a weapon of some kind. And not having been raped into unconsciousness within the past few hours.
As the two guards dragged her down the back alleyways of Omega, she cursed herself for having ever accepted this mission. Everything about it had stunk from the beginning, and now here she was. Beaten, exhausted, and about to be spaced like a chunk of garbage.
Which was pretty much how she felt right now.
The guards dragging her had stopped. "Hey, you!" she heard one of them call out. "Get out of the way. Unless you want Aria to..."
Two shots rang out, and the guards fell to the ground on either side of Ash, exit wounds gushing out of the backs of their heads.
"Ash!" called out a woman's voice. "Ash, are you okay?"
She looked up, and saw Rhia there. It was weird to see her fully dressed in battle armor, after spending the past few hours staring at her in a bikini. But armor, bikini, whatever: Ash had never been happier to see anyone in her life.
"Come on, we need to get out of here before Aria catches on," Rhia got Ash to her feet, and supported her as the two of them rushed to the spacedock.
"She's gonna know," Ash mumbled, starting to feel woozy. "You'll never fight again."
"Fuck it," Rhia said with a smile. "Whole thing was getting boring, anyway."
And Ash passed out again.
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