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Slaves of Cerberus	By : NakedOwlMan Category: +M through R > Mass Effect Views: 138070 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 2
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When Samara was in a deep enough trance, she didn't even feel the cold metal floor of the cell underneath her crossed legs. At the moment, she was mentally repeating several of the 5,216 sutras of the Justicar code, while also keeping track of how many she had observed her captors in violation of. Based on her count so far, Bowers and his people were entitled to several dozen death sentences combined. And, Goddess willing, Samara hoped to deliver justice to every last one of them by the time this was over.

"Hey! Wake up, blue bitches!" said a caustic human voice, immediately drawing Samara out of her meditative state. Opening her eyes she saw Bowers and his three underlings standing outside of the forcefield. "Got a little something special for you."

Samara glanced over at Aria, who had been sleeping on her cot before the arrival of their captors. Sitting up and groaning, the asari crimelord looked aggravated at first. Then her eyes locked on the men on the other side of the forcefield, one of them in particular, and a grin crept onto his face.

"Well, hello there... Okoru, was it? So nice to see you again," Aria said caustically. "So sorry about last time. I know how it is: even with all the medi-gel and bandages, bite wounds never do quite heal right. Especially with how hard I dug my teeth into you. But don't worry. Let me out of this cell and I promise I'll make it up to you."

Rubbing at the bandage covering the side of his neck, Okoru stared daggers at Aria. "Oh, you're gonna make it up to me," he muttered, all of his faux-romantic tone gone and replaced with seething hatred. "More than you know."

"Feeling cocky, are you?" Bowers said, the confident glare he was giving Aria putting Samara on edge. He had something planned for them, and unless Samara missed her guess it was going to be something terrible. "Well, enjoy it while it lasts. Because in a few minutes you're going to get exactly what's coming to you."

Crossing her arms under her breasts, Aria arched a brow. "Oh, am I? And who's going to do that, you? Well, come and get me, fellas. Can't help but notice you forgot to bring along those little shock prods of yours. So whatever you've got planned, I hope you're ready to earn a few more scars doing it."

"No, that's quite alright," Bowers said, still looking confident despite Aria's fierce threat. "See, you don't have to go anywhere. We're going to send your punishment directly to you." Turning to his side, out of Samara's view, Bowers waived a hand. "Come on over, ladies. Come meet the queen bitch of Omega."

Samara heard them before she saw them: the light, almost-inaudible sound of metal servos whirring and steel feet tapping against the floor of the space station. And then they were in sight: two AIU units, expressions blank as they robotically moved into place, in front of the humans at the edge of the forcefield.

"Beautiful, aren't they?" Bowers remarked. "The perfect women, I say: they obey every single command without question, and do it with a smile."

Aria bared her teeth. "Sounds perfect for you. Maybe you should fuck them instead. Because there's no damn way you're fucking me again."

This remark made the four human males break out into laughter, the sound of it sending a shiver through Samara. "Funny you should say that, bitch," Bowers said. "Because we had a different idea in mind." Walking over to the scar-faced human, Bowers slapped a hand on his shoulder. "Our resident tech-head Yuri over here has been doing some tinkering with these units, see. Adding a few behavioral modifications that I just know you're going to love. You ready, Yuri?"

"Hell yeah," Yuri responded. To the AIUs, he said, "Execute Order 67, subject: Aria T'Loak."

"Acknowledged," the two AIUs repeated in unison. Samara was forced to jump to her feet and move aside as the AIUs went into motion, dashing through the forcefield as if it wasn't even there and heading straight for her cellmate on the cot.

"Get... get the fuck off me," Aria snarled, as the two synthetic women yanked her up from the bed. One of them got her from behind, pinning her arms behind her and holding them in place with unimaginable strength. The other grabbed for Aria's flailing, kicking feet, eventually getting its arms around and under her thighs and moving so that its hips were planted between the struggling asari's spread legs. The two robots were too powerful for Aria to resist, but it didn't stop her from trying. It wasn't long, however, before Aria had exhausted herself from the exertion.

Bowers watched this all with a sadistic gleam in his eyes. "You really are quite a wild beast, aren't you?" Bowers remarked, watching as the two robots held Aria in place. "But any wild beast can be tamed. All you have to do is figure out the proper punishment." He looked over at Yuri. "Do it."

"Begin," Yuri instructed. As Samara watched, the robot holding Aria's legs let out a light grinding sound. Samara's eyes went wide as a massive cock emerged from the groin of the AIU. Larger than a Krogan's and lined with rigid nubs, it looked more like an instrument of torture than one of pleasure.

And that's the point, isn't it? Samara thought, as she saw Aria stare down at the robotic phallus as well, still looking defiant even as she had to realize what was about to come.

"You... you sons of aaaaAAAAAH!" Aria let out a animalistic cry as the AIU thrust forward, burying the whole of the intimidating-looking cock into Aria's twat. Within seconds, the AIU was fucking Aria, far faster than any organic being could have possibly managed. And from the screams that Aria was letting out, she wasn't finding it in the least bit pleasurable.

"Aw, what's the matter, your majesty?" Bowers cruelly taunted. "It could be worse, after all. At least I told Yuri to make the AIU lube itself up a little bit before sticking it in you. Didn't want that cunt of yours to be completely torn up once me and my men take our turns at it, after all."

"Fu... fuck... fuck you..." Aria gasped, as the robot behind her held her firmly in place, and the one in front tirelessly pounded at her sore, gaping snatch.

With an uneasy look, Yuri glanced over at Bowers. "Hey, boss... remember what I said, okay? Can't push these things too hard or..."

"It'll be fine, Yuri," Bowers said dismissively. "Stop whining like a little bitch and enjoy the show, okay?"

Soon, the screams got to be too much for her. "Please," Samara said, moving up to the forcefield. "Please stop this."

"Nah, don't think so," Bowers said, not even bothering to tear his eyes away from Aria's punishment. "Not until that bitch knows her place around here."

"I will..." Samara paused, swallowing hard before continuing. "I will do whatever you want."

This got Bowers's attention. "Oh, really?" he asked, glancing down at Samara's chest with a hungry stare. "Been meaning to fuck those titties for a while now." Casually, Bowers unzipped his Cerberus uniform pants and pulled out his small but rigid prick. "Tell you what: you come out of that cell and stick my cock between those tits of yours, and swallow down my cum, and I'll see about letting that other asari bitch off with a warning. Sound good to you, cunt?"

Staring down at the floor, the sound of Aria's pained cries ringing in her ears, Samara nodded.

"You're not going to pull any shit, now, are you? I see those teeth come out and I'll make you regret it like Aria is right now," Bowers warned.

"I will not resist," Samara promised. "I will follow your instructions."

Bowers still looked a little leery, but nonetheless reached over to the wall panel and deactivated the forcefield. Slowly, Samara stepped out of her cell and sank dejectedly to her knees in front of Bowers. Taking the sides of her breasts in hand, she pressed the massive melons around Bowers's throbbing four-inch member and started rubbing her tits up and down its length.

"Aw, why you looking down there, bitch?" Bowers chided her. "Look me in the eyes while I fuck your tits. I want to get a good look at your face when I cum all over it."

She hated seeing the callous, vicious look in the human's face, but nonetheless she followed orders. Looking up, she tried to keep her expression as blank as possible as she forced together her breasts and used them to stroke the human's prick. Bowers's face was twisted into a horrifying mask of sadistic glee, and Samara wondered if he was getting more enjoyment from having Samara under his command than from the sexual stimulation itself.

"Shit, look at her go," Samara heard Roth remark. "That asari slut's loving that shit."

"I call next," Yuri piped in. "Gonna cum all over those big blue titties."

Okoru let out a low growling sound. "You got to have her last time. Meanwhile I had to settle for her hellcat cellmate."

Over the sound of their arguing, Samara could still hear Aria. She had screamed herself hoarse by this point, but Aria was still letting out pained cries as the AIU pummeled her insides with its massive phallus. Samara quickened the pace of her rubbing against Bowers's cock, hoping to get him off as soon as possible.

"That's it, bitch," Bowers said, gasping as he thrust his hips into Samara's cleavage. "Here it comes. Open wide and swallow it down!"

Samara shut her eyes and opened her mouth, just in time to feel the hot spray of Bowers's cum splash against her face and breasts. The human let out vulgar sounds as his cock jerked and spurted. Samara could feel his jizz dripping down her face and, despite how much it disgusted her, kept her jaw wide open and tongue out as it spilled down into her mouth.

"Aw, shit," Bowers grunted, pulling his shrinking cock out from between Samara's tits. Taking hold of it by the base, he placed it in front of her face. "Look at the mess you made, asari bitch. Go ahead and clean it up."

It was bad enough to have the taste of his cum on her tongue, but now Samara forced herself to lean forward and take Bowers's cock inside her mouth. The taste, the smell... all of it was absolutely disgusting. But she forced herself to suck on the human's filthy prick until every last drop of cum was slurped up and swallowed down. By the time she pulled away, she wanted to vomit, but the task was done.

"I have done as you've asked, "Samara said, struggling to maintain her dignity despite the semen dripping down her face and breasts. "Now hold up your end of the bargain."

"Ah, see, that's the thing," Bowers said, and from the tone of his voice Samara knew immediately that he was going back on the deal. "See, me and my boys here, we like to run things like a democracy. Everybody gets an equal vote and all that."

Yuri gave Bowers a questioning look. "Huh? What about that time back on Omega, when we all wanted to..."

"Shut the fuck up, Yuri," Bowers cut him off, and his underling quickly stifled himself. Turning his attention back to Samara, Bowers gave her a simpering smile. "Oh, but don't you worry. You've definitely got my vote. But there's three other eligible voters involved in this decision, so if you want them to agree to let her majesty go, you'd better start... pressing the flesh, I believe is the term."

Samara heard motion, and turned to see that the other three humans were already unfastening their pants and pulling out their cocks. "Oh, and you'd better hurry," Bowers said, as Samara reluctantly stepped over to kneel down amidst Bowers's underlings. "If you haven't won their votes by the time I get hard again, I might need you to... campaign some more."

Taking hold of her cum-smeared breasts, Samara pushed them against Okoru's cock and started rubbing. Behind her, she could hear Aria grunting and moaning in pain.
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