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Heart of Darkness	By : modeac Category: +M through R > Mass Effect Views: 12312 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Chapter List
- 1-Enter the Warzone
- 2-The Black Throne
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- 2
HEART OF DARKNESS
CHAPTER 2: BLACK THRONE
AUTHORS NOTES
Warning; This chapter contains BDSM and torture.
'This' means someone is thinking.
Italics alone means the name of something, i.e. Mass Effect core.
Horizontal ruler (a line across the page) means a page break or timeskip, it may be a few minutes, it may be a few hours...
-X- means a scene change, i.e. we start with character A in a warehouse. Then we go to character B in an apartment- a scene change from a warehouse to an apartment.
Disclaimer; I do not own the Mass Effect franchise or any of the characters or ideas involved. This is nonprofit-I am making no money from this.
Afterlife, private room F2...
It took several minutes for Shepard to get undressed. First she removed her arsenal of weapons; her visible weapons such as her Raptor sniper rifle (modified for human grip and sight), her Phaestron assault rifle (clearly modded for extra stopping power), her Disciple shotgun (devastating when used in its original form, Shepard had made her own illegal modifications making it even more destructive). Her hands then went to her less standard weapons; a silenced Suntetsu hypercompact pistol, several nanoceramic knives, a custom modified weaponised omni-tool, microbombs, fibre wire for strangulations, medi-gel and battlefield trauma kit… she wondered if she'd need that later…
After removing her battered, hand-rebuilt armour in layers; came her civilian undergarments (unfeminine briefs and a sports bra), dropped and left carelessly. Shepard stepped naked into the large walk-in shower and activated multiple waterfalls of steaming hot water.
She let out a breath of tension feeling the hot water soak into her muscles.
Even though humanity lived in an era when 'mixed-race' appearance was common, Katsu Shepard was considered exotic in appearance with the young woman attracting attention from human, asari and even drell individuals. She stood at a commanding five foot ten inches in height, a body that somehow blended appealing femininity with powerful musculature allowing feats of strength that shamed many males of her species, held up by long, strong legs attached to wide hips. The hot water of the shower rained over skin marred by dozens of scars from stab, bullet, cut and burn wounds she had endured over years of war.
Holding a flannel Shepard began scrubbing herself, her arms were muscled enough to crush human bone, and her hands were heavily calloused.
Showing contentment, her face was exotically beautiful as well; jet black hair reaching down to her shoulder blades, dark eyes, skin and facial structure that merged Caucasian and Asian traits in an almost statuesque, commanding manner.
Shepard rolled her well-developed shoulders, rubbing the hot water over her body suspecting Aria was watching her via hidden cameras.
She was.
-X-
In an adjoining room, Aria thought back on her favourite employee's past; dishonourably discharged from the Systems Alliance after fleeing human space after assaulting an AIS suit who tried to divert the disaster that was Operation Frost Sidewinder (the attack on Torfan) from being the fault of AIS bad intel and Major Kyle losing control thanks to years of abusing performance-enhancing drugs to Shepard's personal incompetence on the ground.
An order to capture or kill had been given after she broke out of the stockade. Anticipating this she had left for the Terminus systems becoming a merc leader who exclusively took jobs to kill criminals especially pirates and slavers.
An idealistic soldier who went on a suicide run through the Terminus like some wannabe justicar? It happened so often in the Terminus that there were various terms for it; turians called it the 'The last charge', asari called it 'The fall to darkness', salarians 'The pointless end'. Humans called it 'Punisher syndrome'. It always ended one of two ways; the would-be crusader got in over their head and died or became corrupted by the Terminus and joined a criminal gang of one type or another and violated their ideals for survivals sake, becoming no different from the ones they once fought.
Shepard had originally attracted Aria's attention by doing better than most she could remember;
Asari commandos, AIS spooks, batarian druglords, turian hijackers, quarian cyberterrorists, elcor berserkers, organ leggers, salarian cloners, volus bioweapons dealers, more robbers, assassins, mercenaries and hired thugs than even a drell accountant could keep tally of.
All had died to Shepard's guns, blades and bombs.
Shepard had inspired others to follow her, forming a crew or gang of rag-tag oddballs including a star struck asari maiden who thought she was a hero. It ended in tragedy when a terminus warlord located their hideout and killed all except Shepard herself. Still grievously wounded, the enraged lone human woman attacked the warlords retreating convoy of IFV's in revenge and killed them all.
Though not without cost, Shepard was horribly wounded in the battle.
A broken, bloodied human woman had been found in the burning rubble strewn street by Aria's enforcers and brought to her. Omega's queen had revealed to a mangled, life support machine-connected Shepard that her spine had been shattered by a round from a hand cannon, and that she would now be a tool; an instrument of death or debasement for either Aria's or one of her lieutenants.
Or perhaps one of the Terminus elites, an alliance of depraved warlords that fought each other endlessly, except when threatened by an outside force or made to submit to a greater power. Not unlike the feudal Daimyo of the Japanese that Shepard's matrilineal line was descended from.
Aria had Shepard rebuilt and 'modified'; she smirked as she saw two such modifications on her chest. The human woman was quite angry when she woke up and found that she'd gone from a perfectly acceptable B cup to a double D, Aria had smirked it off stating that Shepard had tasks to perform besides killing.
'Speaking of…' Aria got up and left the room.
-X-
"I know I'm irresistible to asari, but you could have waited five more minutes for me to finish showering…" She quipped at Aria who ignored her.
"Maybe take the time to put on something special, maybe put on romantic music… set up candles…"
Aria's lips twitched at that. She strode forth, yanking Shepard behind her by her long black hair.
"Really, do you hear yourself Shepard? Like some silly little maiden about to have sex for the first time, talking grown-up when they haven't shallow melded with anyone except their mother."
Ignoring the pain in her scalp (and how much it turned her on) Shepard kept talking;
"Are you saying I'm like a virgin? I'm really not. Watch the hair."
Katsu had kept it short in the military but now her jet-black locks reached down to her shoulder blades due to Aria insisting/demanding she grow it out as a 'novelty' of humans (and she enjoyed yanking her human servants around by their hair).
The Pirate Queen dragged her still dripping wet form through Afterlife's restricted corridors to an unfamiliar room with many strange furnishings; modified chairs and benches, lockers containing various gear and instruments, holo-imagers….
…and most bizarrely of all, a large black throne dominating the center of the space.
Shepard blinked. "I didn't know you took the queen thing seriously Aria."
"But many humans do. This is to indulge your fantasy of a 'royal domination'."
The Pirate Queen sat in the throne still holding Shepard at an awkward angle by her hair.
Roughly, she bent the slightly shorter human woman over and laid her across one knee and trapping her much more muscular legs within two slender and purple ones.
The throne was some kind of metal painted black, while the seat was cushioned, the armrests were not. The seat's back extended up higher than Aria's head with the symbol of the station Omega etched into it. It looked both artistic and austere.
On the walls there were tools and devices inside the frame that Shepard was painfully aware of, perhaps they'd be used tonight. Aria hadn't decided yet.
Shepard's stared down into the reflective Thessian warpfire forged obsidian seeing her red face staring back at her, feeling a tinge of disgust at her aroused features. Aria's knee dug into her abs with her other long leg scissoring over her thighs.
She knew why her ass was exposed like this…
"You know in my 'domination fantasies' you were dressed like a JRPG character; knee-high, spike heeled, leather boots, briefs…"
The former N7 twitched as she felt warm, lightly scaled fingers ghost up and down her large buttocks and seemingly begin massaging her.
"…more of a thong really. A corset… a weird feather cape thing-"
Heat and moisture erupted from her sexual regions, racing through her body, part due to Aria's skilled hands, part because of the minor nerve alterations Aria's doctors from her prostitution facilities had done; Katsu became more aroused than usual due to several triggers.
SMACK!
Like violent physical contact.
Aria's cruel mouth smirked as she looked down at Shepard's upturned ass (far fuller than any asari's- more to play with she inwardly gloated) as she played with the globes of meat; squeezing and tugging.
"Do you have any capes? Or crowns? Maybe a ti-aaahh!"
Shepard's eyes widened in shock, her body tensed as her user/mistress/boss pulled her ass cheeks apart and spat into her asshole. Without warning or consideration the Pirate Queen drove a finger forwards into Shepard's tight anus, twisting the scaled digit around as she cruelly, callously opened her up.
Calloused palms clenched onto the near mirror-like floor, the corners of her mouth twitching in what might be a smile as the nerves of her anal canal were brushed by Aria's finger.
"And humans say turians are tight assed." She sneered as her minion/tool twitched and squirmed in her grasp.
"They are… humans are… badass… smart ass… great ass…"
Ignoring her lame one-liners, Aria created a wave of highly controlled dark energy, she willed an object to her hands from across the room. Seeing the blue flashing from the corner of her eye Shepard looked up into a polished silver surface and identified the tool her mistress now had; a chromed metallic butt plug.
"An asari crown jewel?" She asked nonchalant.
Shepard figured the ruthless asari wouldn't use lubricant beyond her spit- and she didn't, recklessly she pushed and twisted the unhealthily sized device into the bent over human woman's ass; driving past muscle and rubbing against anal nerves. Shepard gritted her teeth, gasped and tried to relax her rear muscles as the freezing cold metal pushed deeper and deeper.
"You know… you're so much gentler… than the last person who put something in my ass." Katsu gasped out quite crosseyed.
If Aria cared that her property had been buttfucked by someone before she took possession she didn't show it. Just kept pushing the device into Shepard's ass as far as it could go. Its large, flanged base pressed against her twitching bubble- butt. Shepard gasped- nearly screamed when the Pirate Queen callously turned the butt plug on.
Aria smirked down at her sometimes assassin, sometimes sex slave as her lower body spasmed and her hands turned white in grip.
"Congratulations, you're the first human to have taken all of that butt plug inside them."
"I feel honoured." Shepard bit out.
SMACK!
Aria had just flicked Shepard's butt with a single finger. Thanks to the asari's mastery of biotics she could increase the weight of her finger many times over a millisecond before the digit struck, using this technique asari commandoes could take a mere kick, add hundreds of pounds to it and knock a man through a wall causing injuries similar to being struck by a skycar.
Aria was using this millennia old secret of asari biotic mastery as a substitute for spanking.
SMACK!
Shepard jerked as Aria once again flicked her ass hard, the crushing kinetic force from the finger stabbed deep enough into Shepard's buttocks to severely bruise muscles.
Of course causing her to clench harder around the vibrating sex toy.
"I gave you a compliment. Respond."
'Bitch!' "Guh… thank you, your heavenly Omeganess." She bit out sarcastically.
The finger struck out again.
SMACK!
"You sound insincere. Try again."
"I am… appalled you think I would ever be insincere to you… a paragon all look up to."
SMACK!
Another finger flick struck. Strategically sending shocks up her mechanical spine. Another flick. Shepard grit her teeth feeling herself becoming more aroused with each accursed strike.
"Gggh! When is your next appointment for a manicure?" Shepard's jaw locked iron hard, with every strike of the Pirate Queen's finger her pliable butt rippled and slowly reddened, slowly building the pain and pleasure in her body. She knew this was only the warm-up…
SMACK!
"Gggh!" The physics defying digit hammered deep into the earthborn's voluptuous ass reddening the Asian coloured flesh.
SMACK!
Shepard's mouth opened wider and she began taking deeper breaths holding as much composure as she could while naked and bent over an asari's lap.
SMACK!
'Bitch seems to be off her game…' Shepard sneered in her head.
Accustomed to such beatings, the beautiful mercenary lay limp- naked, arousal and sweat mixing in with the cooling shower water, locked in Aria's still clothed lap as her master continued to pummel her rear end.
The pirate queen took hold of Shepard's hair looking down at the sparkling Thessian shimmerstone floor. Like everything else in the sex room (or business room 3 as Aria called it) had a function; it allowed Aria to see reflections of herself and in this case Shepard's pain-filled face.
"Asari don't have such… a volume of ass- it's such a large target." The mercenary blinked as the vicious crime boss twisted the still vibrating butt plug, its pulsing adding to her battered ass' pain.
She released her upper leg from its position trapping Shepard in her lap. She pulled Shepard up to standing, turned her around so the human faced a wall with security cam footage on it. Spreading her own legs, she pulled Shepard back so the human sat on the throne also but between Aria's legs and pulled back against Aria's chest.
"You only like me for my ass… I'm disappointed…"
Aria tightly pulled Shepard towards her, grinding her smaller, but still appealing breasts into the humans back. Reaching around she began groping her tits from behind.
"These implants I gifted you with… are a kinetic attenuating super-silicon filled with omni-gel, very flexible and durable."
She squeezed Katsu's breasts digging in with her fingernails, so sharp it threatened to draw blood and worried Shepard that her implants might rupture.
"You should talk geek more often, Aria."
Continuing to manipulate one inflated boob with her hand she willed something into her free hand. A jar of some kind. She reached in front of Shepard and began rubbing some kind of gel onto her large, reddening breasts. Black eyes narrowed in confusion as the cold gel was spread onto her erect nipples.
"So we can abuse your tits as much as I want and nothing pops…"
Thanks to the burning pain of her punished ass, it took a while for the human woman to notice it, but as Aria continued to grope and maul her breasts the human woman began wriggling and spasming as her body reacted to the gel; a mixture of an aphrodisiac and nerve sensitiser. Shepard's body temperature soared, her nipples engorged larger. Shepard sweated and gasped within Aria's grasp.
A hand moved away from its ministrations and pressed a haptic console that had sprung to life on one of the throne's armrests. The holoscreen before Shepard changed from security footage to footage of Shepard and Aria fucking.
"Huh… right… you filmed that…"
"I was planning to critique you on your disappointing performance… you miscounted the number of times I spanked you with the Varren hide paddle, your fellatio on my strap-on was sloppy and your stamina holding me in the Grip of Athame position was sub-par."
"Well… I did kill like fifty Eclipse assholes that day!"
"I counted forty-six, Shepard. Your observation skills are pitiable."
About to retort, Shepard jerked as Aria (without warning of course) added metal clamps to her engorged nipples, their sharp teeth and crushing grip enhancing her feelings to high painful throbbing.
Using a control in the thrones armrest, Aria activated the clamps. They began vibrating, loudly jangling and threatening to rip Katsu's pain wracked nipples off. Shepard shuddered and concentrated, not intending to flail about like a schoolgirl for Aria's evil eyes. Merciless, the asari pressed another button and the clamps sent an electric shock directly into Shepard's nipples.
"Gaahh!"
She bent double at the searing pain and when she straightened up the asari shocked her again, sending her back into the submissive lowered head position.
"Weren't you trained to resist torture? They didn't do a good job did they?" Still bent over, Shepard looked up into Aria's evil eyes defiantly. Amused, Aria shocked her again. And again, and again.
-X-
A few minutes of electroshock treatment later...
Shepard now stood, legs split, upper body bent over the front of the throne, her face pressed down into the seat where Aria, and later herself had sat. She could smell the juices of her own arousal (and possibly something from Aria) in the fabric. She was disturbed to find herself aroused at that prospect.
The Pirate Queen had set the clamps to emit a continuous low voltage current into the human's nipples causing her hands to grip the thrones arm rests so tight her knuckles turned white. While the former N7 held her submissive position, her employer found a new tool; an electro flogger, an extreme sex toy developed from a device created by batarians for torture of slaves and other prisoners.
Eyes closed as her face was in contact with the not-dry cushions, Shepard steeled herself as she knew what that device did on even a low setting- Aria knew too, hence her evil smirk.
CRACK!
The flails strands struck first, reddening her backs flesh, then the electric shock delivered by the soft, highly flexible memory metal flashed into her, setting her nerves ablaze with such force that her vision sparked, every muscle locked steel hard in pain. The merciless asari struck again, the strands spreading across her back stabbing lightning into her from multiple points. It burned the breath away from her body, her vision whited out, every cell in her body felt like it was dipped in molten metal and it was all Shepard had not to break. Not to break her submissive position over the black throne. Not to scream in agony. Aria gave her a second to recompose herself after thrashing in pain. Then she whipped Shepard again. And again. And again.
-X-
After retrieving a bag from one of the rooms metal lockers Aria had imperiously reseated in her throne and once again laid Shepard across her knee.
The beautiful assassin was a mess; her back was a tapestry of welts, deep bruises and light cuts. Her powerful muscles twitched, remembering the bolts of lava hot agony sent through them over and over. Her lungs gulped in bucketful's of air trying to soothe the agonised body they served. Shepard's eyes were slightly reddened by tears and sweat but she still glared at Aria, smiling savagely.
She couldn't speak as it felt like her tongue and mouth had been sandpapered, but she felt victorious that she didn't beg for mercy or scream out loud or break her position bent over that stupid throne.
Worst of all Katsu's lower regions were wet, showing twisted arousal from the pain of the vicious beating.
Aria removed something from the bag at the thrones side opposite Shepard's vision. She twisted her head to see what the depraved asari had in store for her next.
'What… the fuck?!'
Shepard's dark orbs went bug-eyed staring up at a vibrator so massive it had to be made for elcor or something. It looked too big for a human to take and she knew what Aria was going to do with it.
The asari tyrant teasingly ran the vibrator over Shepard's tits (still being lightly electroshocked) and Shepard kept her eyes locked on Aria's daring the crime boss to bring it.
Accepting the challenge, Aria pressed the vibrators plastic against and into Shepard's welts and bruises generating twitches of pain from the exhausted human, then moved the sex toy to vibrate against her lightly jiggling tits, pressing the device deep into her abused mammaries, deforming the artificially inflated mounds.
Shepard arched up into the asari's treatment further as Aria cruelly pulled the vibrator away. Aria pressed the device against Shepard's clit and she growled something Aria didn't care to make out.
Katsu groaned when Aria cruelly pulled the vibrator away and precisely attached another crushing tight, metal clamp onto her clit, making pain and pleasure bleed together in the young woman's overwhelmed mind.
"You've had enough time to catch your breath."
A haptic panel in the throne's armrest controlled all devices in and on Shepard's body and Aria set them all on near full. Shepard's body erupted in pain. But she still refused the sadistic matriarch the satisfaction of breaking. She remained silent- just. She was grinding her teeth and sweating, nearly convulsing. Not just due to the pain caused by the searing shocks of electricity being blasted into her by the three clamps. Not just because the butt plug now vibrated so fast it sent shockwaves up into her intestines and up her spine. But because… she was enjoying this… her traitorous body was riding the tidal wave of an orgasm from this cruel torture.
She saw sparks as the smirking asari warlord turned her torture implements up to full.
Aria studied her, wondering if she looked so sexy to the holocams that were recording this.
The wave hit. Katsu Shepard gasped and cursed as her clamped, plugged, aphrodisiac-spiked, electrocuted, whipped, debased, overstimulated body exploded. She orgasmed onto Aria's knee, spattering human love juice onto the black throne and the reflective floor. Her mouth opened so wide it threatened to unhinge.
Katsu Shepard, hardened special-forces soldier, veteran of dozens of anti-slaving operations and countless life and death battles, barely contained a whimper as Aria unhurriedly turned the sex toys down to their lowest setting.
She took control of her breathing and faced Aria who didn't seem bothered by the mess.
"Now that you've had your fun..."
Shepard's eyes widened as she saw Aria had taken her club gear or whatever the hell her usual black and white rubber getup was. She didn't have much time to admire the view of the stunning asari though, as she was grabbed by the hair yet again and yanked about with less care than one would use for furniture. She was forced to her hands and knees in front of the Pirate Queen who spread her legs crudely shoved her crotch into Shepard's face.
"It's my turn."
Without explicit order, Shepard began licking the blue woman's crotch, she moved her head left and right, unable to do much more due to Aria having a death grip on her head.
The surprisingly strong asari used both hands to hold the human woman's attractive face in her crotch, one pulling on her hair, the other tugging on her ear painfully.
On her knees before the seated Queen, Shepard stuck her tongue out as far as it would go. Forcing it inside the alien's bizarrely human structured opening. Shepard had tongue fucked Aria (and other asari) before and knew that they, while tasting very different from humans, had very similar pleasure buttons- lower down at least. The ex-marine was very skilled at this art; her tongue lashed out up and down, side to side, changing from almost panicked fast, to teasingly slow. The stoic crime boss showed her appreciation by squeezing Katsu's head between her legs and grinding her crotch against Shepard's face nearly smothering the red faced human.
The Pirate Queen bent in her throne briefly looking to the mirrored ceiling, looking down on herself in satisfaction as she came. Burning hot asari sexual regions clenching around her subordinate's tongue, inhuman tasting juices spraying out over Shepard's near-asphyxiated face. Aria pulled Shepard's head back by the hair to get a gulp of air.
They'd played this game before, as expected, Aria violently pulled Shepard's head back into her crotch to continue servicing/sucking her off.
"If the merc thing doesn't work out for you, you'd make a fine concubine Shepard." She deadpanned.
-X-
Their positions reflected by both the reflective floor and the mirrored ceiling, Katsu lay on the cold, metal floor, Aria crouched atop her staring down at her predator-like.
Katsu made no attempt to resist as Aria gracefully turned around and sat on her face in the 69 position- a surprisingly generous position for Aria T'loak.
The pair tongue fucked each other on the floor, Shepard's tongue spastically flailing about Aria's insides (worried about oxygen) while Aria's tongue probed surely inhumanly deep into Shepard's quivering vagina. Shepard raised her hips up, offering her body to Aria while the Pirate Queen spread her legs, forcing more of her sensual body deeper onto Katsu's oxygen starved face, the human's nose nuzzling the asari's clit, tongue licking in, lips sucking on sensitive bits. Aria hissed and beneath her, the human woman knew her mistresses' body well enough to proceed deeper into her superiors body.
Both changed rhythm; bodies pressing against each other, Shepard's artificially enhanced boobs pressing against Aria's flat belly, while the asari's lightly scaled thighs and body rubbed against Shepard pleasantly.
Predictably, Aria's viciousness reasserted itself and she grabbed Shepard's battered, red welted ass and squeezed. The searing agony of the grip sent the Shepard's debased nerves over the edge while the vibrations and sounds of her suffering sent Aria to climax.
Shepard's cry of orgasm was smothered by the asari crotch grinding on her face, near smothering her, the Pirate Queens alien love juices spraying into the human's eager mouth. Aria didn't drink Shepard's juice, instead she watched in smug superiority as her slave gushed hard, twisting the humans clit with her fingers snorting in amusement. Without a word the matriarch stood straight, then stepped off the bed not looking at the gulping, gasping Shepard.
-X-
Aria held Shepard by her hair (she seemed obsessed with it).
"…fuck…" Shepard gasped out.
"Oh, you got your voice back. We should do something about that."
The smug asari held up a gag with a very large replica of a… turian?! Cock on it?!
"Open!"
A slightly queasy (and morbidly interested) Shepard obeyed, disturbed by the shape and size of the thing about to invade her oral cavity. As the bizarrely shaped phallus pushed her tongue down and pressed against her teeth Aria smiled and spoke up.
"A dildo based on turian male physique, I used it on that turian arms dealer yesterday. I can't quite remember if I cleaned it off after sticking it in her." Shepard made a face around the gag, trying to control her breathing through her nostrils.
"I hope I cleaned it since I shoved it up her ass as well." Shepard barely held back choking and hoped Aria was joking.
"You have another hole to fill." Aria flatly stated as she elegantly wrapped a huge phallus around her waist- this one seemingly based on a krogan as the rubber phallus had four testicles dangling between Aria's long legs and the shaft was huge in length and girth. Shepard's eyes stared in bewilderment and if able she would have asked Aria what happened to the human shaped strap-ons she'd used on her before now. Mercilessly Aria took her long suffering hair and dragged her back to the throne.
Grunting in discomfort, Shepard was shoved over one of the thrones armrests, bent over at such an angle that her tits dangled upwards nearly getting in her face that nearly pressed into the sex-juice stained cushion.
Jet black eyes flashed in anger, discomfort and arousal aware of the submissive pose of having her ass and glistening pussy up in the air with Aria looming over her.
"Stay." She barked and like a dog, the human splayed over the throne obeyed.
Shepard cried into the gag as Aria grabbed the base of the butt plug still buried in her ass and callously yanked it out causing a tidal wave of shock and pain to smash over the young human.
Katsu's eyes went upwards into the back of her head as Aria pushed forwards and slowly drove the massive alien-inspired cock into Shepard's pain and orgasm wracked body. Shepard's mouth widened allowing drool to drip around the cock-gag in her mouth. Taking hold of her muscular arms, Aria viciously pulled Katsu back while pushing her hips forwards invading her pain-wracked subject.
Aria released a hand and stroked and slapped Shepard's pain-taut ass hard, no biotics, just a plain, solid slap.
Thanks to her designs on Shepard's misused body, the pleasure and pain took her closer to the edge. Aria smiled wider as her huge false cock finally buried itself as far as it could go inside the human woman. Yet again Aria seized Shepard's sweat-locked hair yanking her head back viciously. Seized up in pain, Katsu's body was suddenly assaulted by a sexual jackhammer as Aria began pistoning in and out of her so fast the human woman's ears rang with the slap of asari and human bodies as Aria's hips hit her ass, so hard Shepard feared her organs would rupture, so deep she worried about Aria driving her freakish cock through her womb and into her stomach.
The bad-ass N7 almost fainted when the amazing and horrifying orgasm struck, her tits swinging around like pendulums, neck strained, shoulders hurting. Ass and back on fire, pussy feeling like an elcor was fisting her.
Aria watched her favourite slave/employee spasm and cry for a minute, then thoughtlessly pulled out of her traumatized body.
"You do your jobs well. As my gun and my… stress relief." Incensed, Shepard stared back incredulously.
'Fucking bitch…'
Shepard jerked upright when she felt the Pirate Queen's hands once again pry apart her ass cheeks. Aria smirked and drove the now lubed strap-on into the human's asshole. The sphincter resisted for a moment, but was pushed aside as the omni-plastic invaded the horrified human woman's asshole. Shepard writhed and bit hard into her gag as Aria heartlessly drove on, invading her rectum and not stopping or slowing until her entire back passage was dangerously overstuffed.
Katsu's eyes rolled into the back of her head. She knew without looking, Aria had torn something in her anal passage. Then Aria pulled her cock back. Cruelly slow, knowing Shepard's torn anal ring was being agonizingly pulled out from her slave's body.
Aria slapped Shepard upside her swimming head. "Wake up! This is nothing medi-gel can't fix." She cruelly tutted.
She pushed back forwards, driving the torn anal ring and hard plastic back deep within Shepard's ravaged body. And she was only beginning…
Aria sodomised Shepard with a smooth pattern of deep penetration and swift exits; heartlessly pulling so far out only a bare millimetre of the inhumanly massive, inhumanly shaped phallus remained in Shepard's now bloody body. Then stabbing back in so deep the horrified Katsu wondered if she was spiking human colon. Shepard's glazed eyes refocused as Aria's fingers danced against her vagina. Then the digits entered.
"Do you want this?" Aria asked. Shepard nodded, frantic for the touch. Aria complied, gently stroking Shepard in a rhythm that matched the anal stabbing. Aria whispered in Shepard's ear.
"At least you're still conscious. Take pride in that."
Skilled, ancient, yet youthful fingers rubbed inside her. Simultaneously, the back and forth of the cock inside her ass sped up. The thrusting of her fingers followed suit soon after. Shepard went near-crosseyed as she suffered tri-penetration; the pain in her ass increasing as the wonderful sensations in her vagina did so as well further inflaming her twisted mind as she bit into and gulped around the cock gag in her drooling mouth.
Aria forced all five of her scaly fingers inside Shepard, forcing her vagina to shape itself around her hand as she thrust and twisted her wrist around inside the pain-wracked human's convulsing body.
Katsu screamed into the gag as she came. From Aria's sadistic violation of her ass or reckless fisting her inflamed mind couldn't tell, but she screamed loud, hard and long, drowning in pain and ecstasy oblivious to Aria grinning down at her, cumming herself at hearing the submissive soul-felt scream.
Shepard numbly felt Aria remove her hand and cock from her. She blinked, then gasped and swallowed spastic-like as Aria removed her gag.
Laying the barely conscious human in the throne's seat, Aria held Shepard's head between her hands, briefly squeezing her reddened cheeks together. Aria stared into Shepard's tear-stained, dazed eyes as her own orbs turned black as space.
"Embrace… whatever I tell you."
Shepard felt the pain of her body, the discomfort of her current position, her mind, the sights delivered by her eyes, her very consciousness slip away as Aria's meld overpowered her not resisting mind…
Shepard blinked and found herself looking over a lake, crystal clear, the hot, shining yellow sun, the smell of wildflowers- some transplanted from Earth's clone banks, some alien native species. Of the world of Elysium.
She turned and saw Illyria, the town she once considered building a life free of violence.
Seeing familiar townspeople, she set off in search of her could-have-been family… her fiancée Daniel, her could-have-been younger sister Helen, father and mother-in-law were waiting for her…
As back on 'The heart of darkness' Aria T'Loak turned away from the naked, injured, entranced Shepard and walked away without looking back.
AUTHORS NOTES
Aria's a bitch, she's supposed to be a galactic crime boss/warlord, here she acts like it.
In my AU Shepard had a fiancée on Elysium who died in the Skylian Blitz. Shepard at least partially blames the Alliance for it as they knew the attack was coming and didn't warn the civilian population at all or the assigned soldiers until it was too late.
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