Adult-FanFiction.org : Games

Slaves of Cerberus	By : NakedOwlMan Category: +M through R > Mass Effect Views: 138070 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 2
Disclaimer: Mass Effect and all the characters in it are owned by people that are not me. I have not made a cent off this work of fiction

Chapter List
- 14
- 15
- 16
As Ash slept, the taste of Morgan's cum still in her mouth, she dreamt about Kaidan.

She was back on Virmire, fighting alongside Captain Kirrahe's men and providing a distraction for Shepard to get in and plant the bomb. Gee, what would Granddad think of his little granddaughter Ashley Williams? she had thought to herself then. Fighting alongside aliens, and most likely dying with them as well. How far the Williams clan has come.

They were pinned down at one of the AA towers, Ashley's team dropping left and right around her. She could barely get her head from behind cover before another barrage of geth fire would nearly take it off. Guess this is your fate, Ash, she had thought, The geth tried to kill you once, and this time they're going to succeed.

But Shepard was on her way, and Ash knew that all she had to do was just hold out until the rest of the team arrived. Her hopes had been dashed, though, when the geth dropship had flown overhead, dropping troops right where the bomb had been planted.

Shepard's going back for Kaidan, Ashley was certain in that moment. He's with the bomb, they can't afford to let the geth get to it.

And then Kaidan activated the bomb. That was certainly one way to keep the geth away from it.

Still, it was the smart call to save Kaidan. Firing off shots at the geth advancing on her position, her heatsink blaring out a warning, Ashley ducked back into cover and offered up one last prayer. Please, God, let Commander Shepard see this through. Don't let Saren and these robot bastards win. Don't make this all be for nothing.

"Williams," Shepard said over her comms, "Radio Joker and tell him to meet us on the AA tower."

"...yes, Commander," Ash said, too stunned at first to speak. She's choosing me, Ash thought. She's choosing me to live. Why would she do that?

It was a question that, even years later, she'd never found a satisfactory answer for. But regardless, she had lived, and Kaidan had died. And ever since then, Ash had been trying her best to live up to the choice that Shepard had made.

Which is why, when she had seen the picture on Morgan's screen, she had held off on her attempt to launch a suicidal attack on Morgan and the rest of the Cerberus crew.

Ashley hadn't served on the Normandy at the same time as the woman on the screen, but she had met her at Shepard's party just before the assault on the Illusive Man's headquarters. She knew that this was a friend of Shepard's, and that Cerberus was liable to target others as well.
If I get myself killed trying to fight them, all it will accomplish is giving Cerberus one less captive to focus their punishment on, she'd reasoned. And if I don't manage to kill Morgan before she kills me... who's to say one of them won't be her next "bitch" once I'm dead? I'll be just another Delilah, used and discarded before moving on to the next victim.

By all accounts, she should have died back on Virmire. But she lived, because Kaidan took the bullet she dodged. So from now on, she wasn't dodging anymore. If staying here, submitting herself to this crazy woman's demands, meant that somebody else would be spared this treatment, then maybe her survival at Virmire would mean something after all.

* * *

"Ooh, time to get up," Ash heard as she came out of her restless sleep. "We've nearly arrived at our next stop!" Morgan exclaimed as she entered the room.

Throwing aside her blanket, Ash rose obediently to her feet, standing up and waiting for her instructions. The previous day, Morgan had taken her ass four times, and Ash had sucked Morgan's cock three times. For her own sake, Ash hoped that the Phantom commander wasn't hoping to break her record.

As she blinked the sleep out of her eyes, Ash noticed that Morgan had a visitor. From the looks of her fit body and faded scars of bionic enhancement, Ash guessed that it was another one of the Phantoms. The short-haired woman stared at Ash's naked body appreciatively. By now, any trace of modesty had been thoroughly beaten out of Ash, and she stood and took the leering without comment.

"So, bitch, I'd like you to meet Rena," Morgan said, placing a warm hand on Rena's shoulder. "She's one of my best troops, and I didn't want us to go out on our next mission without you two getting a chance to meet." Looking over at Rena, Morgan arched an eyebrow. "Didn't I tell you? Isn't she the hottest little bitch you've ever seen? Aren't you glad you didn't beat on her like all those other meanies did?"

"You were right," Rena said, her voice low and slightly raspy. "She is a nice piece of ass. Although I think Delilah may have been hotter."

Morgan rolled her eyes. "Everybody with the Delilah thing. You're liable to make my poor little bitch self-conscious, thinking she'll never measure up to the last one," she gave Ash a comforting smile. "Don't you listen to them for a second. You're a much hotter bitch than Delilah ever was. Hotter than Delilah, Lisa, Wendy, Gina... any of those loser former bitches. You've got 'em all beat."

Ashley said nothing, but her mind went back to the image on Morgan's monitor. Will she tell you that you're a hotter bitch than I was when she gets bored of me? The Real Ash asked the woman on the screen. Hopefully it doesn't come to that. Hopefully I can keep her interested in me long enough for some sort of rescue to arrive before I'm thrown away.

"Anyway, since Rena here's been such a good, good soldier," Morgan said, giving Rena a warm pat on the shoulder, "I thought I'd give her a little reward before we set out on our next mission. Rena, you ready?"

"Damn straight," Rena said, and Ash watched with alarm as the Phantom began to undress.

Don't suppose the two of them are about to fuck and spare me Morgan's giant cock for once, Ashley thought hopefully. That hope was dashed, however, when Morgan opened up a drawer in her desk and pulled out a large strap-on.

"Pretty nice, right?" Morgan said to Rena. "Borrowed it from the bosses. I know I told you how great it was, but I doubt my words could do justice to feeling that tight little asshole for yourself." As Rena finished stripping off the rest of her clothing, and began fastening and activating the sensory strap-on, Morgan directed Ash. "On your hands and knees over there, bitch, in front of the couch."

Ash hesitated. Morgan glared at her, turning on a dime from chipper and friendly, to viciously angry. "Is there... a problem, bitch?" Morgan asked.

"I..." Ash said, daring to speak up for the first time in hours. "I just thought that... that I was your bitch, Morgan. That it was just supposed to be you and me, right?"
In a flash, Morgan moved forward, grabbing Ash by the neck and slamming her against the bulkhead. "First thing: you're embarrassing me in front of my good friend. Second: perhaps you need a little more education in what it means to be my bitch. You do what I tell you to do, you don't fucking talk unless I ask you to talk, and most importantly... you fuck who I tell you to fuck. Have I clarified the situation for you?"

With Morgan's rough fingers cutting off her breathing, Ash could only nod her head in agreement. And again, it was like a switch was flipped, as Morgan released her grip and the wide smile returned to her face. "Sorry about that, Rena. She's new, still getting used to her circumstances here. But I think she's learning her place here." Pointing again at the floor, Morgan cocked her head at Ash. "Which, at the moment, is down on the floor, facing the couch on your hands and knees."

As Ashley obediently moved into position, Rena lubed up the strap-on cock and knelt down behind her. "Get ready, Spectre bitch," Rena said. "Here it comes."

It disturbed Ash a little, how she was almost getting used to the sensation of a thick pole getting jammed up her backside. Not that it was getting pleasurable in the least, but Morgan had been right: after a few times with her giant shaft, it barely hurt Ash at all to have Rena thrusting into her anal passage.

"Shit, that's really hot," Morgan said, and started unfastening and dropping her pants. Sitting down bottomless on her couch, she gestured for Ash and Rena to move closer. Once in position, Morgan offered her cock to Ash, who obediently took it between her lips and sucked while Rena fucked her from behind.

"Didn't I tell you?" Morgan said, stroking Ash's head as she watched Rena fuck her. "Doesn't that feel amazing?"

Rena laughed. "Sure does, ma'am. But you know... if you don't mind me saying, I actually tend to be more of a bottom than a top. After I'm done with your bitch... you think you might come over here and stick that cock inside me for a change?"

Morgan gave Rena an odd look. "I'm going to assume, Rena, that you're trying to make a very bad joke. I mean, I can't imagine you being serious, saying something like that with my bitch right here in the room with us."

"I... I don't understand, ma'am," Rena said, the pace of her thrusts inside Ash slowing down a little.

Morgan let out a small laugh. "I'm sorry, I guess you mistook me for one of those kinds of people who doesn't treat their bitch with the proper respect," she said.

Yeah, the kind of respect that has you slamming me up against the wall and nearly choking me to death, The Real Ash thought, while The Fake Ash continued sucking on Morgan's prick.

"See, I'm not like that, though. When I choose a bitch, that's a sacred bond. It means that she, and only she, gets the privilege of my cock," Morgan spoke like she was explaining the simplest of concepts to a child, and not spouting off an insane philosophy that she made up in her own head. "I mean, why even have a bitch if you're not going to make her be your one and only, you know?" Looking down at Ash's head bobbing between her legs, Morgan smiled compassionately. "You hear that, bitch? There isn't anybody else who's going to get to do what you're doing right now, as long as we're both alive. Don't you feel special?" Looking back up at Rena, she cocked an eyebrow. "Sorry if I'm being grumpy about this, but it just annoys me to think about people not treating their bitches properly."

"That's... that's okay, ma'am," Rena said, suddenly sounding like she'd rather be anywhere else right now.

Morgan waved a hand at Rena. "Oh, don't worry about it. And why are you slowing down? Fuck that bitch's ass harder if you really want to feel it."
The pace of the thrusts inside Ash's ass increased, and soon Rena's fingers dug hard into Ash's backside as the Phantom climaxed.

"Oh, fuck, that's so fucking hot," Morgan said. "Nothing I love more than seeing somebody else get off because of my hot little bitch. Think I'm gonna... gonna..."

Ash took a deep breath, as Morgan's cock jerked between her lips and began spewing out another massive load down her throat. Ash swallowed as much of the cum as she could, the salty discharge from Morgan's artificial cock feeling like it was filling up her stomach. Finally, after what seemed like a solid minute of Morgan's cock jizzing inside her mouth, Ash finally felt the unnatural organ start to shrink and recede.

"My beautiful little bitch," Morgan said, affectionately running her thumb along the corner of Ash's mouth and catching a drop of cum that had spilled out. Without thinking, Ash opened her mouth and sucked the jizz off Morgan's digit.

"ATTENTION ALL CREW," a blaring voice over the PA system suddenly announced. "WE ARE WITHIN SHUTTLE DISTANCE OF OUR DESTINATION. ALL PHANTOMS, PREPARE FOR DEPARTURE IN THIRTY MINUTES."

"Did you hear that, bitch?" Morgan said excitedly, as she quickly rose to her feet and started preparing. "We're going to be bringing some new friends back. The more the merrier, right?"
- 14
- 15
- 16
You need to be logged in to leave a review for this story.You need to be logged in to leave a review for this story.
Report Story

Slaves of Cerberus