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Slaves of Cerberus	By : NakedOwlMan Category: +M through R > Mass Effect Views: 138076 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 2
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The Phantoms ushered Jack and Jenny back into the cargo bay, giving Jack a shove into the room before shutting the door and locking it.

Traynor looked up in concern as they arrived. "Are you alright?" Traynor said.

Jack fought the urge to laugh in her face. Alright? Yeah, we're just peachy, she thought. Out loud, she said, "I'm fine. But Madigan..."

They both looked over at the red-headed teenager. From the dreamy look on her face and the way she rubbed her hands along her own body, she was still riding the Hallex high.

"Oh, Jack," she moaned, looking at her teacher with heavy-lidded eyes. Her tongue slipped out and ran along her lips as she stared wantonly at Jack. "Did you see me? How sexy I was in there? It felt so... amazing."

Jack sighed. She wasn't looking forward to what was going to happen when the drug wore off. "Yeah, kid, I saw. Now how about you take a seat over there? When that shit wears off, you're probably gonna feel like you threw out ten shockwaves all at once. Don't want you passing out and hitting your head or something."

"But Jack," Jenny looked at Jack with a pouty expression. "I still feel so good." She edged closer to Jack, trying her best to rub her naked body against her teacher's own flesh. "Didn't you think I was sexy in there? Don't you want to... do things to me?"

"Kid, listen to me," Jack said, holding a hand up to push Jenny back to arm's length. "Right now, I know you think that's what you want, but trust me. You don't."

Jenny ran her hands through her hair and batted her eyes at Jack. "What I said in there... it was all true. I think you're so amazing. So cool, so sexy... Every night when I'm in my bunk, I think about you calling me into your office, ripping all my clothes off, and taking me." Jenny giggled, as she surreptitiously slipped a hand down between her legs to rub herself. "Just like all those crimes that were in your record. You wanted to do something, you went out and did it. And you wanted to have something... you didn't ask. You just took it. So take me, Jack. I'm yours, so just take me like you took everything else you ever wanted."

"That was a long time ago, Madigan," Jack said, as Jenny continued trying to move in closer. "I don't really operate like that anymore."

"Please, Jack," Jenny moaned, fingers busily stroking her clit as she tried to force herself past Jack's warding hand. "Use me. Fuck me like some cheap whore on Omega. Hit me, spit on me, I don't care what you do. Just as long as I'm yours, I'll let you do whatever you want to me."

Part of her couldn't help but be surprised at the wild side the seemingly shy, innocent student had been hiding all this time. The Hallex may have loosened up her inhibitions, but the desires she was expressing right now were definitely all her. Shit, if circumstances had been different... if Jenny wasn't her student, and Jack wasn't her teacher...

No. Fuck, she couldn't even make herself think that way. The thought of using one of her students like that was almost enough to make her retch. Raising up her other hand and taking Jenny by the shoulders, Jack led her to the far side of the cargo bay and lightly pressed her against the wall. "I'll make you a deal, Madigan. If you can sit still against this wall for the next..." Jack made her best guess on when the drug would wear off. "Twenty minutes or so. If you do that for me, then I'll come over and rock your world once the time is up. Sound good?"

Jenny didn't look happy with the thought of waiting to fulfill her long-hidden desires, but she obediently nodded and sat down against the wall. "I'm gonna keep myself nice and wet for you, Jack," Jenny said, lewdly spreading her legs and rubbing her fingers around and inside her twat.

"Yeah, you do that," Jack said, happy to have the drugged-up, horny teenager out of her hair for a little while. She turned her attention to Traynor, who had been watching all this take place with a slightly queasy expression.

"Guess they've been doing that same shit to you too?" Jack said to the naked communications tech.

Traynor looked a little embarrassed to answer. "Actually, no," she finally said. "I thought they were going to at first, but something that Kelly said to the head Phantom when she arrived... Something about me being Kelly's bitch. Since then, they just threw me in this cargo bay and left me alone."

Jack gave her a confused look. "The fuck? Guess Cerberus just had a hard-on for me and the people I care about. And you're the only one here besides Kelly?"

"You're the first people I've seen besides those Phantoms since they threw me in here," Traynor said. "But I'm guessing whoever this fake Shepard is, she probably has the real one stowed away somewhere. And the blond one... Morgan, they called her. She mentioned something about 'claiming' another prisoner. So I don't think we're the only ones here."

"Probably not," Jack said, something suddenly nagging at her. Traynor mentioning the fake Shepard made Jack think about when she was first captured, and that dark-skinned woman that was working with the bitch pretending to be her old commander. An old memory danced at the edge of recovery. A Cerberus training facility, a fight with the Blue Suns and...

"Has it been twenty minutes yet?" Jenny said from her spot on the wall. "I'm still so wet for you, Jack."

Dammit. The interruption broke her concentration, and just as soon as it was there, the faded memory was gone. "More like five, kid," Jack said to her. "Don't worry, I'll be sure to let you know when the time is up."

"So, what do we do now?" Traynor asked. "I'd love to say I'd come up with a brilliant escape plan in all this time I've been by myself, but I've spent most of it too terrified to even think straight. Don't suppose you have any ideas."

Jack could feel the collar around her neck chafing against her flesh. She wanted to reach up and rip it off, but this wasn't her first time around with a biotic inhibitor. She knew that there was no damn way she was going to get it off without the key, or a diamond-tipped hacksaw. (Shit, that had been one hell of a fucking scavenger hunt back in the day.) Dammit, if she could just have her biotics for a minute, maybe even less, she could tear all these fuckers apart.

But for now, as Traynor stared at her and waited for her to offer up some sort of plan for escape, Jack stared down at the floor. "Much as I hate to bow and scrape to these Cerberus fuckers... unless we want to throw our lives away on a pointless attack, we're just gonna have to play by their rules for now."

Traynor looked deflated. "I just hope they haven't done anything to Kelly. I mean, during the war, all those innocent people Cerberus indoctrinated... what if they found a way to do it again? Who knows: maybe all of these people have been brainwashed just like the others were."

"No way. That shit was based on Reaper tech," Jack countered. "Besides... the fucked-up stuff these people are doing? Ain't no way you could brainwash somebody into doing that. These people know exactly what they're doing. And when we finally get free... I'm going to make them all pay."

Jack noticed something different, and then realized that the sound of Jenny's moaning had stopped. She turned to see Jenny staring into space, hand still between her legs but now motionless. Blinking, she stared up at Jack with confusion. "Ma'am, I..." she started to say, then seemed to notice for the first time that she was sitting with her legs spread wide, her pussy on lewd display to the entire room. Gasping in horror, she yanked her hand away from her crotch and closed her legs shut tight. "I... I don't know what..."

"Hey, kid, it's okay," Jack said, making her way across the cargo bay and sitting down beside Jenny. "Everything that happened in there was just the drug they fed you."

"Everything that..." Jenny said, and a look of disgust came over her. "Oh, God. Oh my God, they..." she started letting out sobs mixed with gags, clinging to herself tightly as the memory of what happened in the shuttle bay came back to her. "Oh God," she kept repeating, rubbing her arms and rocking back and forth.

Jack was at a loss how to deal with this. She was used to keeping her students in line and focused on their work through tough love and a nice stern lecture when they needed it. But somehow that didn't seem like an appropriate course of action in this case. Tentatively, she reached an arm around the quivering teenager. Jenny flinched at first at the touch, but then fell against Jack, still muttering to herself as she trembled and sobbed.

"Still remember the first time it happened to me," Jack finally said. "Not long after I escaped from Cerberus for the first time. Still not sure how I managed to activate the auto-pilot on that shuttle, but I only got a few light years from Pragia before the damn thing died on me. Probably would have starved to death out there, if I hadn't gotten lucky... yeah, maybe not the right word for it. Bunch of shithead mercs who'd been out in space for too long to see a scared twelve-year old girl as anything other than a hole to stick their cocks into. Back then biotic inhibitors weren't as common, so the bastards had to do things the old-fashioned way: put a gun to my head and threaten to blow my brains out if I so much as moved a pencil with my mind. Two months I was with those fuckers before they got bored and sold me to some batarian on Omega, who used me pretty much the same way. Still remember waiting for that bastard to get comfortable before slitting his goddamn throat."

Jenny was still sniffling, but her trembling had lessened somewhat, and she watched Jack speak with rapt attention. "I ain't saying it's gonna be easy," Jack told her, surprising even herself with the gentleness in her voice. "Ain't saying you aren't gonna have nightmares about today, and the shit that's probably going to happen in the days to come. But you're strong, Madigan. Stronger than even I was back then. I know you may not believe it, but you know I ain't the type to blow sunshine up your ass if you don't deserve it. And I can see the strength in you. And once we get out of this, and these Cerberus fuckers are dead and buried... you're gonna survive this."

Shit, if Shepard could see me now, Jack thought to herself. That's the kind of bullshit speech she'd be proud to have come up with herself.

But it seemed to work, at least a little. Jenny took a deep breath, her hysterical babbling and violent trembling now stopped completely. When she spoke again, her voice was meek, but lucid. "Jack, can I... can you do something for me?"

"Yeah, sure."

Jenny hesitated, looking almost terrified to speak. Finally, she blurted it out. "Please kiss me, Jack."

Jack let out a deep sigh. "Jenny, I..."

"I know, I know. You don't feel that way about me, I get it," Jenny interrupted. "But we might not live through this and I... I just want to kiss you. It doesn't have to mean anything, just... just let me have that, in case we don't make it."

Jack knew it was probably a mistake. It was only leading Jenny on, making her think that their relationship could be anything other than student and teacher. But she looked so desperate. And like the girl said, there was probably a good chance they weren't going to make it out of this.

Eh, fuck it, Jack finally decided. Jenny closed her eyes as Jack leaned in, giving her student one of the most chaste, close-lipped kisses she could manage. After just a few seconds of lip-to-lip contact, Jack pulled away. "Hey, you..." she started to say.

But Jenny didn't respond. Her eyes were still closed, and it took a second for Jack to realize she wasn't dead, but simply passed out cold. Whether it was the crash from the Hallex wearing off, or the fulfillment of Jenny's fantasy coming true being too much for the girl to handle... maybe a mix of both. Jack wasn't sure, but she slowly let Jenny's limp body slump down next to her, Jenny's head coming to rest in Jack's lap.

"Sleep tight, kid," Jack said, stroking Jenny's red locks. "Hope you have good dreams."
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