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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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Jack felt eyes lock on her as the lift door opened into the hangar bay, and she felt herself shiver. Just the cold air of this ship, she thought to herself. Them strutting you around naked like this, ain't no wonder you're quivering like a varren puppy.

But it wasn't that. The hard, cold eyes that followed her as Rena paraded her through the hangar bay reminded her of way too many prison yards from years ago. Shit, she even recognized a few of the tattoos scattered on arms and chests around the room, from penitentiaries she'd done time in in the past.

Looks like Cerberus is getting a little bit desperate for people, Jack thought to herself. Back in the old days, when the first group calling themselves by that name was on her ass, she had to contend with well-trained mercs, most of them former Alliance military. People who were smart enough, clever enough to keep her on her toes almost every waking moment. Not a bunch of common thugs and criminals like these women.

Common thugs or not, though, she didn't stand much of a chance against them as she was now: buck fucking naked except for a biotic suppression collar. As much as it turned her stomach, it was the smart play right now to make like a whipped puppy for these women. Even removing Jenny from the equation, she knew now that it would be stupid to throw her life away on a suicidal attack right now. She'd be lucky to even take down one of them before the rest ripped her to shreds.

No, now was the time to be crafty. Make 'em all think she was beaten, and wait for the opportunity to slit some fucking throats.

This is just what you needed, Jack told herself, averting her eyes from the stares of the Phantoms and doing her best to look defeated. A reminder of the wild fucking animal you used to be. Not some weak-ass teacher helping a bunch of scared little teenagers put up their first barrier. That ain't the real you. The real you's a caged beast, just waiting for her jailers to slip a hand too close to the bars so she can bite it off.

"Here she is, ladies," Rena announced to the room, as she shoved Jack into the midst of the now-gathered Phantoms. "Got some hours to go before we hit our next drop. Figured we all could use a little entertainment."

Several of the Phantoms let out groans of disappointment. "What gives, Rena?" one of them asked, staring at Jack with a sneer. "Thought you were going to bring us the young meat."

"Yeah, this one looks like a fucking subway stop," another one joked, staring down at the tattoos all over Jack's naked body. "I like my pussy nice and pink, not looking like a little kid doodled all over it."

The group of them laughed, while Jack started at the floor looking whipped. Laugh it up, bitches, she thought to herself. I still got a bare piece of flesh or two to fit a few skulls. They'll be fond reminders of when I skinned you all alive like fucking pigs.

"Hey, shut it!" Rena finally yelled out. "You ladies don't like it, you know where the fucking door is. Besides, Jack here tells me she's got the skills to make you all squirt like firehoses. Ain't that right?"

Jack nodded in response. "Uh huh," she muttered.

"Eh, screw it," one of the Phantoms who protested before said with a shrug. "A tongue is a tongue, and a cunt is a cunt."

Rena stared around at the Phantoms with a grin. "How about you ladies get yourselves ready? Get all those fucking clothes off and pick your favorite toys. I'm going to get our Alliance slut here all warmed up for you."

As the Phantoms returned to their bunks and started stripping off their armor and underwear, Rena grabbed one of them and leaned in to speak quietly into her ear. The Phantom nodded, and then went over to the lift at the back of the hangar bay.

With whatever conversation she had just had concluded, Rena turned her attention to Jack. Reaching into her back pocket, Rena pulled out a lighter and some sort of herbs wrapped up in rolling papers. Sticking the joint between her lips and lighting it up, Rena took a long puff and exhale, before removing it from her mouth and offering it to Jack. "Want some? Good stuff: Earth-grown ganj, mixed with a little red sand," Rena said, sudden friendliness in her low, raspy voice. Jack shook her head. "You sure? It'll get you nice and loose for what's about to come."

Jack shook her head again, then pointed towards the lift door. "Where'd she go?" she asked. "You send her to bed without her supper?"

Rena let out a laugh that turned into a cough, smoke gusting out of her mouth as she continued to smoke. "Just sent her off to fetch a few things from Miss Lezayen. My boss may be a bit of a weirdo, but she sure doesn't skimp when it comes to good sex toys."

"Always a sign of a born leader," Jack said wryly. She glanced down at Rena's arms, exposed by her sheer tanktop. "So, what got you sent to Elkmore?"

Glancing down at the tattoo on her left bicep, Rena grinned. "Recognize that one, huh? Drug smuggling, actually. Red sand, Hallex, Minagen X-3. You name it, I could get that shit for you. Funny, back then I never really did any of the physical shit. Always had people to do it for me," Rena said, flexing her arms and the bionicly-enhanced muscles underneath. "But after Cerberus signed me up and gave me all that Phantom-enhancement shit... man, if those hacks back at Elkmore could see me now, they'd be pissing in their pants."

"Yeah, Cerberus is pretty good at fucking with your body like that," Jack said, glancing around to see several of the Phantoms finish shedding their clothes, grabbing strap-ons and other toys in preparation for what was to come.

"Suppose you'd know about that, huh," Rena said, her stare running along the surgical scars on Jack's body. "Yeah, you would. Morgan's told me all about you, Subject Zero. The shit Cerberus did to you, and all the carnage you caused when you broke free. Told me you hate Cerberus more than anything else." Taking another puff on her joint, she gave Jack a smirk. "Which is why I think you'll understand when I tell you... I don't exactly trust your sudden decision to be our willing party guest, ya know?"

Jack stared back at Rena with cold eyes. "Look, I told you. I'll do whatever you and your team want me to do."

"I know you will," Rena said, as several of the Phantoms, now naked, returned to stand around Jack. "But let's just say I don't wanna leave anything to chance. Ladies!"

Jack felt powerful hands clamped around her arms, as she was suddenly drug backwards, deeper into the hangar bay. The two Phantoms at her side eventually shoved her down to her backside against one of the safety railings that surrounded the exposed machinery recessed in the floor. They forced her arms behind her back, and she felt cold metal around her wrists as handcuffs clicked into place.

As the two Phantoms stepped away, leaving her secured and unable to move from her spot on the floor, Jack rattled the handcuffs and gave Rena a confused look. "Hey, I ain't got no problem with this kinky shit. But I ain't gonna be able to do much for you ladies down here," she said to Rena and the rest of the room. "Unless you're all satisfied with just a little tongue action."

"Actually, Jack, I got a bit of a confession to make to you," Rena said. Bending down and crouching next to her, the Phantom took another pull on her joint and blew the smoke in Jack's face. "See, thing is... I didn't bring you here to fuck you. Or to have my teammates fuck you. I brought you here... to let you know how things are going to be from now on."

The lift doors slid open, and Jack's eyes went wide with horror.

"For you... and for your little girlfriend," Rena said, as the Phantom who had left earlier returned. Not bearing sex toys, but leading a dazed-looking Jenny.

"You... bitch..." Jack seethed, as the naked Phantoms throughout the hangar bay let out appreciative whoops and cries at the arrival of the young biotic.

Rena let out a raspy chuckle. "'Bitch.' A weird word to use around this place. What with the boss lady's weird definition of the term. Can't say I'm into all those weird rules and shit that she goes by. But I will give her one thing: taking a confident, powerful woman like you and taking the time to break her... now that sounds like fun. And a lot more interesting than just settling for boring old rape, wouldn't you say?"

Standing up, Rena walked over to Jenny, who seemed strangely sedate. "You were right about one thing, Jack," Rena said as she turned to stand next to Jenny. "A terrified, weeping little girl like your friend here was before... wouldn't be much fun for me and my ladies here. So that's why I had Kara here slip little Jenny a little pick-me-up before she brought her down." Turning to Jenny, Rena placed a finger under her chin and raised her head up from staring at the floor. "So tell me, Jenny. How are you feeling right now?"

Jenny blinked twice, staring at Rena like she didn't understand the question. Finally, her lips creased in a light smile. "I dunno. Kinda... kinda funny." Her gaze turned to Jack, and the dazed expression on her face broke for a moment. She took a clumsy step in her teacher's direction. "Jack!"

Rena grabbed Jenny as she stumbled. "Hey, hey, calm down now. Jack's doing just fine." Rena shot a glance over in Jack's direction, eyes narrowed. "Isn't that right, Jack? Aren't you doing alright? Don't worry the poor girl, now."

"Yeah," Jack said, struggling to keep her rage bottled up. As much as she hated following this bitch's orders, she didn't want to think about what the penalties might be for disobeying. "Don't worry about me, Madigan. I'm just fine."

"Oh," Jenny said, and suddenly let out a giggle. "Okay." She turned to Rena and gave her a crooked grin. "I feel funny. Like... like my head's all swimmy. Feels... kinda good."

Rena nodded. "That's great, Jenny. Me and my friends, we were so worried when we first brought you on the ship. You were so scared. Glad to see you've calmed down a little."

Jenny giggled again, and Jack felt her blood run cold. Bitch slipped her a fucking Hallex, Jack said, well familiar with the signs of the euphoric drug from her own time in loud and dirty Omega clubs. And Jenny was only experiencing the initial rush right now. Once it started taking full effect...

"I was... what happened again?" Jenny said, running a hand through her frazzled red hair. "Me and Lauren, we... hey, Jack, we going back to AIBL soon? Lauren and me, we... we were gonna..." Jenny lost her train of thought, and let out another dopey laugh. "Forgot what I was gonna say. Feeling... kinda tingly..."

"We'll be going back soon," Jack lied to her. Goddamn that bitch, she thought to herself, knowing what was coming and dreading what it was going to due to the innocent young Jenny when the full effect of Rena's Hallex hit her brain.

Rena laid a hand on Jenny's shoulder. "You heard her. Won't be long now, and you'll be home safe again. But before we get back to you and your friends, me and my friends thought you might like to have a little fun with us."

"Su... sure," Jenny said, and Jack could see her start squirming. The Hallex was no doubt hitting her system hard now. She could see the teenager's cheeks start to flush, her thighs clenching together as the effect of the drug steadily reduced her inhibitions and jacked up her arousal levels.

"But before that... tell me something," Rena said, pointing toward Jack helpless on the floor. "Your teacher, Jack... do you like her? I mean... do you likeher?"

Jenny looked at Jack, biting her lip and looking a bit uncertain. "Um... but she's right there," Jenny said to Rena, trying to whisper but unable to modulate her own volume in her drugged-out state.

"It's okay, Jenny," Rena said, giving Jack a leering grin. "You can be honest with me."

Looking over her shoulder at Jack, nervously running a hand through her hair, Jenny finally confessed. "I like her. I like her a lot. She makes me soooo hot," Jenny said with a giggle.

"Oh, I can tell," Rena said. She reached a hand out to grope Jenny's breast, the teenager too caught up in her euphoria to offer much of a protest. "Ever since I brought you in here, you're burning up."

"I... I don't know what's going on..." Jenny said, as Rena teased at her erect nipple with her thumb. "I'm so... so..." she looked ashamed as she quietly said, "...horny..."

Rena continued groping Jenny's breast, reaching up with her free hand to pull the joint out of her mouth and exhale another puff. "You like that, Jenny? You like the way I'm touching you?"

Jenny looked embarrassed, but nodded her head.

"Bet you wish it was Jack doing this to you right now, don't you?" Rena said, clamping her joint back between her teeth and then brazenly breezing her hand down through the red tuft of Jenny's pubic hair and into her crotch. "And this? You want Jack to do this to you?"

"Yesssss...." Jenny moaned, as Rena fingered her dripping pussy. Throwing her head back and moaning, she undulated her hips against Rena's probing fingers.

"Tell me what you want, Jenny," Rena said, her voice husky and seductive. "Close your eyes, pretend I'm Jack, and tell me what you want me to do."

Doing as instructed, Jenny gasped and moaned as she wantonly pressed her hips against Rena's hand. "Touch me, Jack," she said, and whether the heated longing in her voice was just the Hallex talking, or a result of long-hidden desires, Jack wasn't sure. "I want you to touch me everywhere. My breasts, my... my pussy... I want to taste you. To feel you. I want... I want you to fuck me, Jack. Please fuck me. I want you so bad."

Pulling her hands away, Rena stepped away from the moaning teenager. "Well, maybe we'll let you do that, you horny little slut. But first, you gotta prove to Jack that you're ready for it. That you're not just some innocent little schoolgirl. You think you can do that, Jenny?"

Jenny nodded so hard, Jack thought she might snap her own neck. "Yes, yes. Oh, please, I need it so bad!" Jenny replaced Rena's hand with her own, opening touching herself without a thought to who was watching.

Rena gestured to the rest of the Phantoms, who had been standing and watching the spectacle with hungry expressions. "She's ready, ladies. Enjoy yourselves."

One of the Phantoms, completely naked, pushed through the rest of the group and clamped a hand down on Jenny's shoulder. "On your knees," she said to Jenny. "You do well down there licking cunt, I'll put in a good word with your sweetheart."

Nodding, too lost in the effects of the Hallex to resist, Jenny dropped to her knees on the floor and started working her tongue against the burly Phantom's slit.

Another one of the Phantoms knelt down behind Jenny, reaching around her and pushing her fingers into Jenny's slit. "Little slut is dripping wet," the Phantom announced to the rest of the room, the ladies laughing as they watched the teenager sloppily lap at their teammate's cunt.

"Hey, don't stick anything inside that cunt just yet!" Rena yelled out. "I've got first crack at that."

As the Phantoms jockeyed for position, and another one ushered the first aside and yanked Jenny's head down into her crotch, Rena casually strolled over to the seething Jack.

"Here's what you need to understand going forward," Rena said, crouching down next to Jack again. "If I want to fuck you... I'm going to fuck you. If I want to fuck this little redheaded slut, I'm going to fuck her. Whatever thoughts are going through your head of outsmarting us, about escaping... forget about them all. From this point on, you're not members of the Alliance. Fuck, you're not even fucking humans anymore. You're playthings. Slaves. You'll do what you're told, without question. And if you don't..." Rena glanced over at the Phantoms and Jenny, another Phantom moaning as Jenny's amateur attempts at eating snatch managed to bring her to a climax. "Well, how's that old preachy advert go? 'You don't need drugs to have a good time.' You give me any trouble... and next time we'll skip the Hallex."

"You're not going to get away with this," Jack snarled at her. "I don't care if you've got the Normandy, or the entire goddamn Alliance fleet on your side. You... the blond bitch... that fake Shepard and her partner... all of you are going to die."

Rena took the threat with an indifferent shrug. "We're all going to die, Subject Zero," Rena said the old designation mockingly. "But it's like they say: it's all about what you do with the time that's given to you. And right about now, there's no place I'd rather be than deep inside that little pink snatch."

Standing up, Rena pulled off her tanktop, careful not to let it brush against the joint in her mouth as she exposed her bare breasts. "Give me a cock," she called out to one of the Phantoms, as she unbuckled her pants and let them drop to the floor.

By now, Jenny was on her hands and knees on the deck, another Phantom lying in front of her with her legs spread wide to allow Jenny's tongue access to her cunt. The Hallex was still in full effect, and Jenny smiled as she happily ate out one of her captors.

Walking in amongst the group of Phantoms, Rena let her panties drop to the floor, as one of the group handed her a strap-on.

"Tell me, Jenny," Rena said, as she donned and activated the sensory strap-on, kneeling down behind the drugged teenager. "You ever been fucked before?"

Pulling her head away from the wet snatch in front of her, a mixture of several Phantom's cunt-juices glistening on her chin, Jenny shook her head. "Unh unh."

"So, you still got your cherry, then," Rena said, giving Jack a wicked glance as she lined up the strap-on against Jenny's moist slit. "You don't mind that I'm your first, do you?"

Jenny let out a low, desperate moan, moving her hips up and down against the tip of the fake cock and soaking the head with her fluids. "Just fuck me... please..." she gasped. "I need it so bad..."

"How could I say no to that?" Rena said, grabbing Jenny by the hips and pushing the thick strap-on deep inside of her.

"Aaaaannngh!" Jenny cried out, as the strap-on burst through her hymen and penetrated deep inside her. Jack winced as she watched Rena strip away Jenny's virginity, the strap-on pulling out of Jenny's cunt with the lightest traces of blood on its surface. Jack knew from experience that Hallex enhanced all sensation, not just pleasure. The pain of being deflowered twisted Jenny's drugged-out expression into a mask of agony, one that lasted for a few minutes after Rena began fucking Jenny in earnest.

But the pain soon subsided, and was quickly forgotten by Jenny in her altered state. Soon she was moaning again, driving her hips back in time to the thrusts of Rena's strap-on. "So good," she moaned. "Feels so good. Fuck me, Jack. Fuck me harder..."

"Hey!" said the Phantom lying in front of Jenny, grabbing her roughly by the hair and dragging her face back down into her crotch. "Shut the fuck up and get back to work!"

A long while later, Rena let out a long gust of smoke from her lungs as she made one last thrust into Jenny's pussy. Standing up with a grin, she removed the strap-on from her waist and tossed it casually to the next Phantom in line. Jenny shifted to allow the new woman behind her better access, and let out a groan of pleasure as the cock sank into her again, the aroused noise muffled by a fresh cunt being pressed into her face.

One after another, the women used Jenny in every position imaginable. Jack lost track of time as the Phantoms laughed and passed the strap-on to each other, the Hallex in Jenny's system keeping her wet and moaning during the whole horrifying gangbang.

In her head, Jack imagined them all dead. Their heads shattered, their blood and brain matter coating her fists. In the end, it was the only thing that kept her sane.
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