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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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"Entering Horizon orbit," Inania announced from the co-pilot's seat, rousing Kelly out of her thoughts. "Current local time at our destination is 12:22am, and current temperature on the surface is a brisk 11 degrees Celsius. If you are heading to the surface, Miss... Crooks, I would advise you wear a warm jacket."

"That's my girl, always looking out for me," Erin said, as she rotated her seat away from the controls. "You have the helm, Inania. Don't do any joy-riding while I'm gone, okay?"

"I await your safe return, Miss... Crooks," Inania said.

Kelly followed Erin as they exited the cockpit and briskly walked down the CIC deck. "You're the only person on the ship that can fly the Normandy competently, and they still have you flying the shuttle down?" Kelly asked Erin.

"Yeah, unfortunately Cerberus had a lot more luck recruiting thugs and killers for this mission than they did getting experienced pilots," Erin explained. "Inania could probably fly them down there alright, but Miss Brooks is real picky. Says she isn't going to trust her safety in a ship to some robot, and wants nobody less than the best flying for her."

A pity, Kelly thought to herself. A lesser pilot might screw up and crash, and take the Shepard clone, Brooks and Morgan's team of Phantom killers with them. As much as she was starting to appreciate the company of the relatively sane Ensign Crooks, she couldn't help but hope that this particular mission ended with a shuttle plummeting to the ground in flames.

They rode the lift down to the cargo deck, and the door slid open to reveal Morgan and her team suiting up. "Green Team, you're with me," Morgan snapped out orders. "If everything goes according to plan, shouldn't need to fire off a shot, but I don't want to catch you ladies standing there scratching your asses if shit starts to get hairy. And Red Team, I better not come back and find you popping Hallex and wanking off. Bosses say our target is gonna be quite a handful, so you'd better be ready to keep the peace once we get back."

"We gonna get to play with this one, boss?" Rena asked. She saw Kelly approaching and sneered. "Getting kinda boring around here, and since we're not allowed to touch this one or her girlfriend..."

"You can give it a shot, Rena," Morgan said. "Doc says he's got some plans for her once we get back to base, but until then, she's ours to deal with. But from what I hear about this beauty from the gals upstairs, she's the type to bite."

Rena laughed. "Good. I like a challenge."

Morgan turned to Kelly, grinning in delight at her arrival. "Hey, there! Come to wish us good luck?"

"Actually, I wanted to know if maybe I could see Sam... uh, my bitch while you're on your mission," Kelly said, sounding as friendly as she could to this woman, who had put several of her friends to the sword.

Morgan made a face. "Ugh, you know I'd love to, Kelly. But the boss ladies... not sure they'd be too happy with me leaving you unattended with your little Alliance bitch. Not that I don't trust you to whip her into shape if she tried something, but you know how those two can be."

Yeah, Kelly said, shuddering as she remembered Shepard's quivering, whipped body dangling from the rafters on the top deck. I know all too well.

"But I tell you what," Morgan said. "You do me a favor while I'm down on Horizon picking up our next passenger, and I'll see what I can do to arrange a visit between you two. Wouldn't be able to leave you alone with her, you understand, but I'm sure I could work something out to give you some supervised time together."

"Okay," Kelly agreed. She didn't like the idea of doing a favor for this crazy woman, but right about she was out of options if she wanted to see Sam again.

"Super!" Morgan enthused. "You're the best, you know that? Which is why I know I can trust you with this. While I'm gone, I want you to stop by my cabin, and check in on my bitch. Bring her something to eat, make sure she's feeling alright and hasn't, you know, slit her own wrists or something." Morgan let out a mournful sigh. "Oh, Wendy. Took me forever to clean up the stains afterward. If she didn't want to be my bitch anymore, she could have just said something. I would have released her from my service in a way that didn't leave such an icky mess." Shaking her head to clear away the painful memories, Morgan smiled. "Anyway, you think you could do that for me?"

Kelly nodded, relieved that her task seemed relatively free of causing pain or bringing someone to a forced orgasm.

"I knew I could count on you, Kelly. Last person I gave this task to... well, let's just say he's currently occupying a bunk in Dr. Henneman's neck of the woods now. But you're like me, Kelly!" Morgan suddenly reached forward and hugged Kelly, who managed to hold it together enough to not scream in disgust at the woman's touch. "You have your own bitch, and I'm sure you would never take advantage of mine when I'm not there to supervise." Breaking her embrace and reaching up her hand, Morgan triggered her omni-tool. "I'm sending my door code for today to your inbox. Make sure you delete the message after you use the code. I change it every day, but still... can't be too careful, can we?"

"Yeah, can't be too careful," Kelly agreed, forcing a smile onto her face.

The lift doors slid open behind them, and Brooks and the Shepard clone stepped out onto the deck. "Alright, that's my cue to get moving," Morgan said. "When I get back, honest, we'll see what we can do to give you some time with your bitch." She gasped. "Ooh, I know just the thing! I've got..." Stopping herself, she waved a finger at Kelly. "Actually, I'll leave that as a nice surprise for you." She whirled around, her long blond hair blowing behind her as she marched over to the shuttlecraft.

The rest of the crew boarded the shuttle, Erin giving Kelly a brief smile before shutting the cockpit door and turning on the engines. Kelly watched as the shuttle departed, imagining it exploding in midair.

Once it was clear of the cargo bay forcefield and out of sight, Kelly suddenly felt eyes on her. Glancing warily around, she saw the Phantoms that had been left behind openly eyeing her. Taking a step back, she started turning towards the lift...

...and ran headlong into one of the Phantoms, standing in her path and giving her a hungry look. "Hey, there," the athletic woman said. "Heard you were missing your little Indian cunt." Reaching down, the Phantom grabbed her own crotch and vulgarly rubbed it. "What I got may be a little less spicy than what you're used to, but I promise you... it'll taste just as good."

"Uh... that's okay," Kelly said, trying to step around her. "I've got some things I need to do."

"Oh, there's plenty of time for that," the Phantom said, moving to block Kelly's path again. "Why don't you stay a while? Me and the girls, we'd love to show you what a good time serving on the Normandy is."

"Sure would," said another one of the Phantoms, moving in close on Kelly's side and further blocking her exit. "You only sleep thirty minutes a day, you work up a whole lot of adrenaline. Gotta get it out of our systems somehow, don't we?"

A third woman closed in on Kelly's other side. "Yeah, doc," she said, her tongue snaking out to lick her lips as she ogled Kelly. "I'm worried about my mental health. Need some way to work out all this stress." Reaching out, the Phantom grabbed one of Kelly's breasts. "And you look like just what we all need right now."

"Stop it," Kelly slapped the hand away. "I said I didn't want to!"

"And we say you do," said the first Phantom, taking a step towards Kelly. "And from where I'm standing, I think we've got you outvoted." She started unfastening her belt. "So how about you get down on your knees and start working, while my friends here fetch the sensory strap-ons and decide who gets to fuck your sweet little cunt first?"

Kelly gasped as the Phantoms advanced on her. She couldn't let this happen. Thinking fast, she blurted out. "I'll tell Morgan!"

The women paused for just a moment. "So? What does that matter to us?" the lead Phantom finally said. But in her eyes, Kelly saw the hesitation. The flash of fear that crossed her face at the mention of Morgan's name.

"You saw the way she was with me," Kelly said, trying to fill her voice with as much confidence as possible. "We're best buddies, Morgan and I. How do you think she'll react when she finds out that you all raped me while she was gone? Maybe you'll end up in the infirmary like the last person who pissed her off, huh? Or who knows? Maybe she'll decide that she wants a new bitch to play with, and picks one of you for the honor."

The Phantom was trying her best to hide the fear in her expression, but it was slipping through. "Or maybe we'll slit your goddamn throat before you say a word to her," she threatened. "Make you disappear before you ever get the chance to wag that little tongue of yours to anyone."

"No, you won't," Kelly said, the confidence inside her starting to match her tone. "Shepard and Brooks, they've got me assigned to a very important task. They need me on this team, and you think they aren't going to be asking a lot of questions if I should suddenly disappear? Won't be checking the camera feeds to figure out what happened? And won't be looking to punish anyone who wasted the asset they worked so hard to get?" Kelly stared down the Phantom in front of her. "If you're willing to take that risk just for a little sex, go for it. Otherwise... how about you get the hell out of my way?"

The look on the Phantom's face was furious. For a split second, Kelly was sure the woman was going to reach out and strangle her right there. But instead, she took a step back and to the side, moving out of Kelly's path.

"Thank you," Kelly said, keeping her expression blank as she walked slowly towards the lift. Don't run, she thought to herself. Don't show them any weakness, or they'll be on you in a heartbeat.

Once she stepped into the lift and the doors slid shut behind her, Kelly gasped and leaned against the wall, shuddering and letting out small sobs.
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