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Unrestrained Desires	By : NakedOwlMan Category: +M through R > Mass Effect Views: 35868 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 2
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She hung there for a long while, anger and fear coursing through her. How had Morinth done this? What had she told her sisters to turn them into the lecherous creatures that had just left the room? And most importantly: how was Samara going to stop her?

It took her a while, but after closing her eyes and taking several deep breaths, Samara managed to block out the sensation of the metal clamps digging into her flesh, and the sex device buzzing insistently inside of her. She was well-practiced in the art of meditation, and it wasn't long before her own thoughts were the only sensation she acknowledged.

Something about this whole situation didn't add up, Samara reasoned. Morinth may have spent centuries training the skills she would need for a life on the run. But Rila and Falere had never handled a gun before in their lives. And Lelina had barely begun her flight from Thessia before Samara had apprehended her. Samara found it nearly impossible to believe that Morinth, backed up by three allies who barely knew how to fire a gun, could have taken the monastery so effortlessly.

Samara wondered what had happened to Matriarch Gallae and Superintendent Jethra. She found it hard to believe that the powerful matriarch and well-trained soldier could have been bested by Morinth and her partners. But Lelina had said that the two of them were prisoners now. She would have expected the two women to have fought to their last breath, but perhaps Morinth had found a way to drug them just as she had with Samara. She was certain, though, that Morinth would not allow them to live long. Even if they had their biotics inhibited, they were still cunning and dangerous enemies. Morinth would most likely kill them as a warning to the rest of their prisoners.

Or maybe it won't be Morinth who does it, a mocking voice said in Samara's mind, one very similar to that of her monstrous daughter herself. Perhaps she'll save them for her sisters to feast on. Such powerful, strong minds would be an excellent first meal for...

"No," Samara muttered out loud, not even wanting to consider the idea. As far as she knew, despite Rila and Falere's alliance with Morinth, the two of them had not claimed a life yet. She had to believe that. Because if the two of them had killed anyone in their takeover of the monastery, the Code dictated that Samara was required to...

These dire thoughts were distracted by a loud burst of static from the wall opposite where Samara hung. A video monitor flickered on, and Samara was faced again with the smiling face of Morinth. "Is this thing working?" Morinth asked, glancing off camera at someone. There was a quiet whisper of acknowledgement, and Morinth chuckled wickedly as she stared into the camera. "Hello, mother. Thought you might be getting a little bored in there. So I set up the security feed to broadcast into your room, so that you could get a good look at what things here are looking like now that I'm in charge."

Samara gritted her teeth, wanting to yell curses at her wicked child but knowing that she most likely wouldn't hear them. Her anger only intensified when the image on the screen changed, to a shot from a surveillance camera somewhere in the facility.

Once, this monastery had been a place of study and contemplation. In these sacred halls, those asari cursed with the taint of the Ardat-Yakshi could spend the rest of their lives in quiet meditation and peace.

But things had obviously changed. The video showed an overhead view of one of the monastery libraries. But instead of books and datapads, the sisters of the monastery were spending their time now intensely studying each other. Samara counted seven asari in the room, not a stitch of clothing on any one of them, engaging in wild, passionate love-making with each other. Through the staticy video feed, Samara could still hear their throaty moans and whispered pleas for "more," as the formerly chaste asari indulged all of their desires in this new, lawless environment.

The image on the monitor switched to another camera, one looking over one of the outside gardens. The situation there was much the same: naked asari stroking, licking, and sucking on every last piece of flesh in sight. Heads bobbing between sweaty thighs, fingers stroking and penetrating, even a few contraband sex toys being put to use on writhing, begging participants in the monastery-wide orgy. Women finishing up with one partner, only to immediately swap with another, wanting to sample the taste of every single one of their fellow residents.

Once upon a time, in her maiden days, Samara would have almost found something like this arousing. But at her age, and especially under these circumstances, Samara only studied the video feed to remember faces. Every last one of the women on this camera feed were accomplices now, and assuming she made it out of this alive, Samara planned to bring them all to justice.

Another switch to the camera feed, and Samara found the calm that she had gained by meditating sorely tested. It was one of the basements of the monastery, and kneeling on the floor with their wrists and ankles firmly secured together were the security staff of the monastery. Like Samara, the prisoners had been stripped of their clothing, and knelt naked and shivering in the cold lower floors of the building. As Samara watched in horror, several of the residents, also naked, slowly walked among the group of prisoners, hungry looks in their eyes as they each settled on one of their helpless captives. Once the decision was made, the Ardat-Yakshis pressed their palms to their chosen victim's temples, and let out pleasured cries as they melded with the prisoners. Samara struggled against her bonds as she watched the bound prisoners cry out in pain as their tormentors fed off of them.

Samara tried her best to bite back her anger, as she studied the faces of the prisoners and tormentors both. Thankfully, none of her daughters – the only full Ardat-Yakshis living in the galaxy - were among the women feeding. Which ensured that the victims would most likely survive these tortures, and also allowed Samara to keep hold of her hope that Rila and Falere had not yet been tainted completely by their wayward sister.

As the Ardat-Yakshis' chosen victims fell down to the floor, gasping and writhing in pain, Samara searched the faces of the prisoners for any sign of Gallae and Jethra. But in the time she had before the video feed changed + just as the smiling Ardat-Yakshis each moved to a new target - Samara did not see the heads of the monastery among the prisoners. What had Morinth done to them? Were they already dead? Or being held somewhere else for further tortures?

And as the video feed switched to a new camera, it was Samara's turn to be tortured.

From the sumptuous furnishings and impressive array of artifacts and curios, Samara guessed that she was looking at Matriarch Gallae's personal quarters. In the matriarch's comfortable-looking bed, Rila and Falere lay side-by-side. They had stripped off the fetishistic outfits Samara had previously seen them in, and writhed naked on the matriarch's bedcovers.

Kneeling naked in between them, bending forward and giving the camera a good view of her own bare snatch, Morinth had a hand in each of her sister's crotches. Her fingers, glistening wet, slid in and out of Rila and Falere's pussies, while her thumbs stroked and teased their sensitive clits.

"Oh, my, sisters," Morinth cooed. "Look at how wet you are. I can't imagine how hard it must have been for you, spending so many years locked up in this prison. Unable to express your desires, to indulge in your appetites."

Rila and Falere answered their sister with gasping moans. "Yes," Falere said, panting as she fondled her breasts and pushed her hips up into Morinth's skillful fingers. "We've held back for so long. They were always watching us, always making sure we didn't slip. But now that you're here, Mirala..."

"Shhh," Morinth interrupted her. "I am no longer Mirala, sister. The asari that went by that name no longer exists. I am Morinth now. Still your sister, and yet... improved. More powerful, more in control of her abilities." She smiled at the sight of her sisters sweating and panting at her touch. "And most of all, unlike Mirala, I will never abandon you again. No matter what happens, we'll never let Mother, or anyone else, separate us ever again."

"Oh, yes, Morinth," Rila moaned. She leaned over to Falere, and the two of them wrapped their arms around each other. It would have almost seemed like a tender embrace between the two sisters, if they didn't then immediately begin making out with each other, lips mashed against lips as their hands found each others' breasts and began lovingly fondling. Samara was disgusted as she watched her daughters' mouths part slightly, their tongues darting from between their lips and dancing lewdly against each other. All while Morinth continued to finger them, watching with pride as her siblings indulged in their basest, most sinful desires.

"Are you watching, Mother?" Morinth asked, glancing over her shoulder while continuing to stroke Rila and Falere's cunts. "Do you see how happy your daughters are to be reunited? Wasn't it cruel of you to force us to be separated for so long?"

I forced nothing, Samara thought. It was you and your evil appetites.

"And now look at us... so happy together!" Morinth said brightly. "Be honest, Mother... isn't there a part of you that wishes you could join us?" From her bent-over position on the bed, she shook her bare ass into the camera. "That wants to come up here, kneel down behind me, and plant your tongue right into your sexy daughter's hot little snatch?"

Samara wanted to vomit. It was bad enough that Morinth was indulging in this incestuous perversity, and dragging her sisters down into the muck with her. But to insinuate that Samara had even the slightest desire to commit such ungodly acts on her own daughters? She could feel the chains biting into her wrists as she struggled against her bonds. Her head ached as she fought to push her biotics as hard as she could, despite knowing that the collar around her neck would suppress it all.

I will kill you, Morinth, Samara promised in her mind. Not because I am a justicar, and not because it is my responsibility as the one who brought you into this world. But because I want to.

As if she could hear Samara's angry thoughts, Morinth let out a confident laugh. "Oh, I know you're denying it now, Mother. But soon enough... you'll come around. Until then, though..." Morinth turned her attention back to her sisters. "Rila. Falere. Tell Mother how good this feels. And how much you want her to join us."

Rila broke her kiss with Falere and looked up into the camera. "Oh, Mother... I never thought it could feel this good. I want to do to you what our sister is doing to us. I want to fuck you, Mother. I want to suck on your tits and bury my fingers in your snatch. I want to feel you cum all over my hand, Mother."

Falere quickly joined in the filthy talk. "Morinth had Lelina bring us so many fun toys, Mother. Vibrators, handcuffs... and strap-ons. I can't wait to put one of those strap-ons on, bend you over... and fuck your tight little ass, Mother. Watch those huge matriarch tits of yours bounce while I take you from behind. Would you like that, Mother? Would you like to bend over and let your sweet innocent Falere fuck you from behind like a filthy varren bitch? Would you beg for me to shove my cock deeper? Deeper inside your ass?"

Samara closed her eyes, trying to block out the stream of vulgar taunts coming from the video feed. Where had her daughters learned such filthy language? No doubt from that datapad Morinth had sent them, the one that had started them on this path to depravity.

When she finally dared to open her eyes again, her daughters had shifted positions on the bed. Morinth now reclined back on the pillows, while Falere lay on her stomach between Morinth's thighs and licked hungrily at her sister's snatch. Meanwhile, Rila watched her sisters and rubbed herself, gasping as she fingered her azure. While Morinth gently whispered instructions to Falere, educating her inexperienced sister on the finer points of cunnilingus, Rila continued directing more sexual invitations towards Samara through the video camera.

"Look at this wet cunt, Mother," Rila said, spreading her legs to give the camera a better view of her rubbing fingers. "Doesn't it look delicious? Don't you want to just put your head between my legs and suck on your daughter's tasty little snatch? I bet you're getting wet just at the thought of it, aren't you? Bet you wish you could just stick out your tongue and start..."

"STOP IT!" Samara cried out, unable to hold back any more. "STOP IT, BY THE GODDESS! TURN IT OFF!"

But her screams went unheard by the women on the screen, who spent the next several hours shifting into position after position, spending any moments with their tongues not buried in a sister's snatch directing even more taunts and vulgar invitations towards Samara. By the time they had finally tired themselves out, each of them had brought the other two to climax several times over, and the matriarch's bedcovers were soaked with the sweat and juices of their incestuous endeavors.

By the time it was over, Samara's throat was raw from her screams. Exhausted, she hung limply from her chains, eyes shut to block out the sight of her daughters debasing themselves.

"Goddess, that was fucking amazing," Morinth said, untangling herself from her dozing sisters' embraces as she rose up to her feet. "But that's just the beginning, Mother. Tomorrow... well, that's when things start to really get fun!" She gave a devious smile into the camera, before the screen went black.

Samara, fighting back her tears, expended her last bits of energy to whisper, "Damn you, Morinth. With my last breath, I will see you dead."
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