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"You're gonna face justice for what you did, Shepard." Brak laughed, as the commander thrashed and writhed, desperate to make good her escape.
"The kind of justice a slut like yourself can only dream of." Pel said, guiding the aircar in a tight 90 degree turn. The destination was an abandoned warehouse in the lower section of the station, where a large group of batarians were at this moment forming, ready to take out every last bit of their considerable frustration on Shepard. As if she could predict her coming punishment, Shepard began screaming for help, not sure exactly who would hear her, but desperate for an escape. "Shut her up, cousin!" Pel said, trying to concentrate on the road. "Don't worry. I've got an idea." Brak smirked, grabbing Shepard and positioning her on his lap. The atletic batarian fumbled at his trousers for a moment, exposing his thick cock to Shepard for the second time that night. "Look familiar, Shepard?" Brak asked, letting his member brush Shepard's face. The sweaty dick slicked a little of Shepard's gingery hair to her forehead as Brak guided it down, down her cheek and across her jaw, forcing the head past Shepard's weakly resisting lips. "Think of this as your gag, Shepard." Brak said. "You keep quiet and don't bite, or I'll give you a mouthful of piss to drink." "I heard she likes that sorta thing." Pel joked, wishing he was the one in the backseat, instead of his lucky cousin. "Maybe. Maybe." Brak smiled, grabbing a handful of the redhead's hair and forcing his cock further down her throat. "Use your tongue while you're at it, human!" Brak said, enjoying the look of terror and pain in Shepard's now watering eyes. Clearly she hadn't expected to have a cock so deep in her mouth so early in the night. Brak remained deep in her mouth for the next few minutes, quietly appreciating Shepard's hot, wet tongue sliding over his member. All the while, Pel brought the ex-Spectre closer and closer to a night she would never forget. "You're gonna swallow this time, Shepard. You'll swallow my cum or you'll swallow a bullet." Brak teased as he reached across the backseat and patted his pistol. Jane's eyes widened. She had no desire to swallow this batarian's load. Not after he'd betrayed her like this. She realized, however, that she really had no choice. Some of the alien's precum had already slithered it's way down her throat, and she could feel his member, pulsing away in the warm confines of her mouth. The marine steeled herself for what was to come. Despite having fucked Shepard in the Violet Dwarf, no more than fifteen minutes ago, Brak shot an impressive load inside the Commander's mouth. Spurting multiple times, Brak gave her a considerable deluge of semen to ingest. Shepard did her best to swallow it all, if only to get rid of the tangy, salty taste. Her myriad gulps and gags did nothing but enhance the young batarian's pleasure as her mouth milked him dry. Brak, still keeping both hands on the human's head, rolled his head back against the leather seat, listening to his post climax heartbeat, pounding away in his chest. Shepard looked up at him pitifully, her eyes begging to be released. Shepard knew she would never get off that easily, though. Not after what she had done to the batarians. "Here's something to wash that cum down with." Brak smirked. Gripping Shepard's head so tightly she feared he might pull it off her neck, Brak released a torrent of piss, his cock still engulfed in Jane's mouth. Shepard sputtered, and though a few drops of his foul waste managed to splash back across her lips and run down her chin, she was powerless to stop him. Eventually, Brak finished his leak of his own accord, having emptied his bladder into the first human Spectre's mouth. "We're almost there." Pel informed his cousin. "You finished with your fun?" "Please, cousin. You and I both know the real fun hasn't even begun yet!" Brak retorted, as he pulled out of Shepard's mouth with an audible slurp, eliciting a dark laugh from his partner in crime. "You have a point." Pel smiled, bringing the aircar in not too far from the warehouse. Brak waited for the car to touch down with a pneumatic hiss before he punched to release on the door nearest to him and stepped out, dragging Shepard along with him. Shepard staggered slightly as she was forced into a standing position in front of Brak. Her balance was poor with her hands bound behind her back and the showy heels she had worn to the Violet Dwarf weren't helping, either. Pel hopped out of the front seat, locking the vehicle's doors with his omni-tool as he went. Pel took a moment to admire the Commander, strutting back and forth before her. "I had my doubts at first, Brak, but you've certainly pulled out all the stops here." He grinned, shooting a glance at Shepard's cleavage. He reached out and took a moment to snake a hand into her dress, feeling the creamy flesh of her tits. "All the stops. Human, do you have any idea what awaits you in there?" Pel demanded, gesturing to the old warehouse. Shepard remained silent, simply staring down at her shoes. Pel sighed, reached up and gripped Shepard by the jaw, pointing her in the direction of the warehouse. "We've got a group of batarians in there. They know you're the one behind what happened in the Bahak system and they all want you to suffer for it." Shepard gulped at that, the taste of semen and piss in her throat nothing compared to the threat of a pack of angry batarians assaulting her. "Well, let's not keep the boys waiting, eh cousin?" Brak smiled, pushing Shepard towards the warehouse. They brought her in through a side door. Even from outside the building, Shepard could hear the murmur of the gathered batarian males. There must be more than she could even imagine, Shepard thought. As Pel and Brak approached their several dozen strong brethren, Shepard in hand, a cheer went up. They were so proud to have her at their mercy, ignorant of the true reason for Shepard's crime. "Men, are you ready to give this slutty human a lesson about what happens when you mess with the batarian people?" Brak asked, parading Shepard before them as if she were a piece of meat. The batarians cheered as he did so "Are you ready to fuck this bitch raw?" Their cheers increased in volume and enthusiasticness. "Then have at her!" Pel smiled, taking her dress and ripping it clean off Shepard's body. Her assets on display, the batarian merc cut her wrist bindings and shoved her into the crowd of batarians, where she was swarmed. Shepard's red bra and panties were ripped from her body as if she was engulfed in a sea of piranhas. The horny batarians cast her lingerie away. There were so many of them, their busy hands raking over Shepard's form. The strongest of the group pulled her to him, and began pounding away at her tight asshole. Shepard gasped out, but she was bent over, another batarian using her slutty mouth to get himself off. Enterprising batarians grasped her slender hands, using them to jerk themselves off. The men unlucky to get the first shot at one of her holes drew close, pressing their half naked bodies against her, rubbing their erect cocks into the human's tired flesh. For every man that came inside Shepard, there seemed to be another virile batarian to replace him as he pulled out. Before long, her formerly tight asshole was a gaping, cum filled, slowly shrinking orifice. Her mouth had never ached as badly. So many batarians issued cruel laughs as she swallowed their loads. Others still pulled out of her mouth, only to paint her face with their potent alien seed. The long hours of her rape seemed like an eternity of pain for Commander Shepard. It seemed to her that she had now fucked dozens of batarians, if not fifty. And still there was always more. More to fuck her throat, more to anally violate her or loosen her pussy. Just as she began to wonder how much more she could take without losing her sanity, she heard grunts from behind her, and felt another batarian cum in her ass. Her back passage was so utterly slathered in cum that she could feel no difference with another load up her. Shepard's last violater pulled out of her with a slurp. It was over, Shepard marvelled. With no one holding her, the weary Commander fell on the floor in a messy, cum covered heap. She fought for breath, batarian semen clogging her airways. From her position on the floor, she heard footsteps, headed in her direction. "I hope you enjoyed yourself, Shepard." Brak laughed, observing cum seep out of Shepard's sore ass and pool on the floor. "What happens next will be a bit more unpleasant." Shepard shuddered. Would they kill her now? She hadn't been expecting to be allowed to walk out of the building when they were done with her, but she was still so afraid of dying. "The Shadow Broker will pay a lot of money for you, human." Brak said, looking down at the abused woman as his cousin wheeled a gurney towards them. "It's common knowledge that he wants you." Powerless, helpless and alone, Shepard could do nothing as the cousins strapped her into the gurney and wheeled her into a shipping container, locking it as they left her there.While AFF and its agents attempt to remove all illegal works from the site as quickly and thoroughly as possible, there is always the possibility that some submissions may be overlooked or dismissed in error. The AFF system includes a rigorous and complex abuse control system in order to prevent improper use of the AFF service, and we hope that its deployment indicates a good-faith effort to eliminate any illegal material on the site in a fair and unbiased manner. 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