Total Domination | By : NakedOwlMan Category: +M through R > Mass Effect Views: 27541 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 2 |
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Several of the women immediately rushed forward to the chubby human who walked out with a datapad, presumably the fight coordinator. In the confusion, Ash grabbed Rhia by the shoulder and pulled her away into a secluded back corner of the room.
"Why didn't you tell me about this?" Ash barked in her face. "This isn't just some fighting tournament, dammit. It's a fucking porn show!"
Rhia stared unblinking back at her. "Would you have come if you had known the whole truth?"
"No fucking way. I don't give a shit if the Protheans put a step-by-step guide to destroying every last Reaper on that globe thing. Nothing is worth subjecting myself to this... pathetic little fantasy of Aria's."
"Pathetic?" Rhia snapped back. "Maybe where you come from, but around here, the one who wins this tournament is a legend. I've spent years training myself to win this, and every time I've lost, my opponents have been rougher on me than the last time. You think I'd subject myself to getting dildos shoved up my ass, year after year, if this didn't mean something?"
Her saying the words brought it home even harder to Ash. Not only would she be groped and rubbed by any opponents she faced during this, but if she should end up losing... no, dammit, that wasn't even worth considering.
"And how do you think I feel?" Rhia's voice was raised as she glared at Ash. "Knowing that my boss doesn't have enough confidence in me to win this thing on my own, that she has to bring in a bunch of better fighters than me?"
"But the council said that you and Liara both knew you couldn't win."
Rhia sneered. "My boss says I can't win. And her being my boss, I agreed with her. But I've come so damn close. Every year, I've come within a hair's breadth of taking it, and then lose. And I don't know what hurts worse: that I know it's just going to happen again this year..." She narrowed her eyes and jabbed a finger into Ash's chest. "Or the fact that a stuck-up little bitch like you is going to come in here and try to steal away my victory, all while telling me that everything I've been working toward is pointless."
Before Ash could say another word, Rhia stormed away in the direction of the fight coordinator. A few women stared at Ash, and she averted her gaze, her eyes catching the door she had just entered through.
"You can walk out of here right now," Ash heard a voice in her head say. "Nobody will stop you. Walk away from this insanity, right now."
But another voice, fainter but nagging, said, "Coward."
"It's not cowardice," she argued with herself. "If it were just a straight-up fight, you wouldn't be able to hold me back. But I'm not gonna go out there and start rubbing some other woman's crotch just to win a stupid tournament, dammit."
"Go ahead," said that other voice, and Ashley realized that it was Commander Shepard's. "Let my people handle it if you can't. Come on out and meet me, and we can talk about what a wimp you are while the real fighters go at it."
Shepard had known, of course. Taunting her about it out there, knowing she'd turn tail and run when she found out what the tournament was all about. It was that more than anything, that thought of Shepard laughing in her face, that made up her mind in the end.
She caught motion out of the corner of her eye. "Thinking of chickening out?" asked a snide voice. Ash turned to see a redheaded human woman with a scar on her upper lip and an Eclipse tattoo on her shoulder. "There's usually one or two every year. Don't let the door hit your ass on the way out, honey."
Ash felt her temper flare up a little. "Nah, wasn't gonna leave," she said as she stared down the woman. "Just thinking about how funny it's gonna be watching you skulk your way out that door after I beat your ass."
"Cute," said the Eclipse merc. "Every Total Domination championship run has to start with one loser. And you look like just the loser I'm looking for."
"Set up the fight if you're that confident," Ash said. "My name's As... Isis. Put it in with the fight coordinator, and I'll meet you whenever you're ready."
"I'm Annihilator," said her first opponent. "Remember it, because Aria'll be announcing it when she hands me that trophy."
And as Annihilator walked away, it finally dawned on Ash that she was actually going through with this.
* * *
When they called her name, Ashley took several long and deep breaths as she walked to Fight Room #1. Annihilator was already there, still looking confident. After a few seconds of waiting, the door to the combat area slid open, and the previous fight's winner strode out. While delivering a smirk to the waiting fighters, she reached over to a nearby guard and handed a strap-on dildo, its surface slick and shiny.
"Dammit, I may be fighting in this, but there's no way in hell I'm doing this Total Domination shit," Ash said to herself as she watched the loser being led out of the training room by several guards, the woman hanging her head in shame at the catcalls audible from the fighting area beyond the door. Annihilator confidently strode into the room, and Ash tentatively followed.
The room beyond was brightly lit, and Ash looked out onto a 20x20 square area surrounded by wire fencing, the chain links stretching up for about eight feet before joining into a ceiling at the top. Mats lined the floor, and were gleaming with the sweat and other fluids of the previous match participants.
Looking out past the fencing, Ashley saw spectators crowding around the fighting area, letting out whoops and whistles as Annihilator paraded around. From the looks of things, the five fenced-in fighting areas were all within a much larger room, allowing those lucky enough to be chosen as spectators to mill around and choose which fight to watch.
Looking out through the crowds, Ash could see into the next fighting area. Inside, Rhia was tossing her opponent into the cage walls, and followed in to press against her and pull away her bikini top. As she fondled her opponent's bared breast and gave her a long lick up her cheek, Rhia's eyes locked with Ash's, and then just as quickly looked away.
Try as she might, Ash still couldn't reconcile the utter severity which Rhia took this whole competition, with the inescapable fact that it was designed to give this crowd an excuse to watch two women feel each other up. Dammit, even if Rhia was into women - which Ash most certainly wasn't - she had to recognize how sick this whole thing was.
"New fight starting in Room #1," called out a voice on a PA system. "Annihilator vs. Isis, about to begin in Room #1."
Ash kept focused on Annihilator as she dropped into a combat stance. Her opponent grinned cockily at her, and as Ash watched her bodily movement as she approached, she had to fight the urge to laugh. This woman had absolutely no idea how screwed she was.
The door to the main training area slid shut, and the referee blew a whistle. The fight was on.
She let her opponent make the first move, Annihilator coming in low to try and grab her around the waist. Ash easily evaded the clumsy attack, her opponent let out a confused cry as Ash spun around and grabbed her from behind, wrestling her to the mat without much effort. Annihilator struggled, but Ash got hold of her wrist and yanked back her arm, her opponent shrieking in pain as Ashley applied the basic hold.
She could hear a beeping sound, as her Control Points started to rack up. It was no difficulty at all holding onto her helpless opponent for the maximum two minutes, after which the referee tapped her on the shoulder and told her to let up.
Ash didn't wait this time. As soon as she was back on her feet, she went after her opponent, scuffling with her for a few seconds before dropping down on top of her onto the mat. She almost had another hold locked in when Annihilator got a hand up and raked her nails across Ash's face. The searing pain in her cheek took Ash off guard, and Annihilator rolled to rest on top of her.
"No," Ash growled, as Annihilator pinned down her wrists. The merc gave her a bared teeth grin as she worked her knee in between Ash's thighs, rubbing hard against Ash's cloth-covered pussy. The crowd cheered, and a beeping noise from above told Ash that her opponent was racking up Style Points the longer she kept at Ash's crotch.
"I'm gonna love making you my bitch," Annihilator taunted Ash. "Get that smart tongue of yours all up in my sweet little Eclipse pussy. How do you like the sound of that, loser?"
"Think I'll pass," With a heave, Ash threw Annihilator off her, and her opponent tumbled to land on her stomach. Getting on top of her opponent, Ash wrapped an arm around her neck, locking her into another hold.
"Grab her tits!" cried out a voice from the crowd.
"Feel her up, Isis!" yelled out another, joining in with the rest of the crowd encouraging her to molest her opponent.
But Ashley ignored them. If she was going to fight in this, she was going to win it her way. When the two minutes passed and the hold was broken, the crowd let out moans of disappointment.
By the time the first round was over, Ash had triple her opponent's score from Control Points alone. Ash watched as several of the spectators drifted away from her area, obviously looking for a fight with a little more action.
"Let them," Ash thought to herself. "I'm not here to get those fuckers off. I'm here to win."
Although Annihilator managed to slip in a few more gropes here and there, and even managed to catch Ash off-guard long enough to get a few Control Points, in the end the fight was an absolute slaughter. As the timer ran out, the few spectators remaining cheered, as Ash stood over her defeated opponent.
"Dominate! Dominate!" a chant started from the crowd. "Dominate! Dominate!"
From behind her, one of Aria's staff approached, offering a strap-on dildo in one hand, and a giant vibrating wand in the other. Eyes downcast, Annihilator rose up to her knees, waiting meekly for Ash to take her well-earned prize.
Ash looked out at the crowd one last time, disgusted, before walking away from her defeated opponent and out of the room. The boos of the crowd followed her all the way back into the training room.
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