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A Slave... Or A Pet	By : NakedOwlMan Category: +M through R > Mass Effect Views: 94307 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 2
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As they meekly followed Glyph back to their cell, one of the Broker's human henchmen, a dark-skinned man with elaborately braided hair and a pointed goatee, stepped in front of Liara bringing up the rear.

"You, with me," he gestured her in the opposite direction. Shepard turned around, the fear on her face evident. Seeing their hesitation, the guard barked at the two human women. "Keep moving!"

Reluctantly, Shepard turned her back on Liara, but not before staring deeply into her eyes. As if trying to will her to survive what was about to come.

"So, here it is," Liara thought, as she followed the guard away from her companions down the hallway. "It's my turn to be punished." With the way Delaana had exploded at Bowers over even touching her, Liara doubted that what was to come was anything as simple as a gang rape by the Broker's minions. Perhaps the Broker wanted her saved for himself, gloat in her face about her defeat as he forced his putrid cock inside her.

But as the human kept leading her through the ship, she remembered enough of its layout to know that they weren't heading for the Broker's office. So where were they going, and what hell would be there waiting for her?

Eventually, the guard directed her to a closed door before walking away, leaving her standing and waiting. She held her breath as the door slid open, terrified of what would await her.

"Come in," said Delaana, her back turned to Liara as she arranged things on a shelf in what appeared to be her new office. "Sit down over there," she pointed at the chair opposite the simple steel desk.

Liara cautiously entered, still half expecting someone to grab her and start violating her. But no one else was in the office as she stepped inside.

"Of course," Liara finally realized. "Simple physical violation isn't enough for the Shadow Broker to punish me with. He's going to have the Ardat Yakshi torture me properly."

Finally satisfied with her work, Delaana turned and sat down opposite Liara at her desk. "Now, I'm supposed to be delivering a message from the Shadow Broker to you," Leaning back in her chair, the asari mercenary crossed her legs across the top of her desk. "Something something ever pull a stunt like you did in the mess hall again blah blah blah Shepard's head blowing off her shoulders and landing in her lunch, you know the charmer my boss is." Clasping her hands behind her neck, Delaana smirked. "But between you and me... that shit was fucking hysterical. Thought Bowers was gonna piss his pants the way he sprinted off like that."

Liara said nothing, but couldn't keep the disgust off her face. This woman was making jokes to her like they were having a friendly conversation, when minutes ago she was watching her friends get a cock jammed down their throats?

"Seriously, though, don't do it again," Delaana's smile faded. "Bowers was too stupid to understand that the rule is he isn't supposed to touch you. You go around trying to lay a hand on him or any of my men again, or resist any of their orders, and they've been instructed to put a few fists to your friends' faces to remind you who's boss around here. The redhead first. We understood?"

Liara nodded.

"Good, glad we're on the same page," Delaana said, before chuckling again. "But still, that was pretty damn crafty. Guess that's how a pretty young thing like you went from digging through graves to being one of the heroes of the Citadel." Casting an eye down on Liara's naked body, the Ardat Yakshi crooked her mouth. "Can't say you look like much of a hero these days, though."

"Take..." Liara blurted out, before remembering and clamping her mouth shut, eyes wide with fear.

Delaana swung her legs up off the desk, leaning forward with a wide, wicked grin. "Oh, what were you about to say, little one? Don't be shy; I won't do anything to your little human friends. Speak up."

Staring at the floor, Liara muttered. "Take these collars off us, and see how we look to you then."
Liara expected an angry threat or a blow to the face for the remark, but Delaana just laughed again. "Still some fire in you, huh?" she remarked. "Well, not to worry. The boss man will be putting that fire out before too long."

"What is he going to do to me?" Liara said, hoping to get some information out of her captor while she was in a talkative mood.

A quizzical expression came to Delaana's face, and she shrugged. "Not a damn thing, far as I know. Way he told it to me while I was flying over here, he's going to break you without laying a single finger on you. Or tentacle or whatever the hell he's got." Leaning forward eagerly, Delaana gave Liara a hopeful look. "You saw him in person, right? What's he really look like?"

"He's a volus," Liara quickly replied. "Weak as a kitten, I don't know how we lost to him. If you stormed into his office right now, you could take him down without a fight."

There was that laugh of hers again, the sound of it grating on Liara's few remaining nerves. "You are a feisty one! This assignment's gonna be a lot more fun than I thought. Seeing you lose all that resistance and turn into a weak, docile little..."

"I'd like to go back to my cell now, please," Liara said.

Delaana's smile faded, and she looked a little disappointed. "Okoru!" she barked into an intercom, and the dark-skinned human guard from earlier arrived after a few seconds. "Take the little troublemaker back with the rest of the slaves."

Liara kept her eyes locked on this woman, making the resolution right then and there that she would not let Delaana see her break. This woman, this pathetic excuse for an asari would not get the privilege of beating her.

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When the door to her cell opened, the sounds that she heard made Liara go numb. Rough grunts, and the unmistakable wet slaps of flesh against flesh.

Sure enough, when Liara reluctantly stepped inside the bare cell, she found Shepard and Miranda down on their hands and knees, and two of the guards taking them from behind. "Don't mind us," said the human taking Miranda up the ass, a gaunt man with deep red burn scars across the left side of his face. "My buddy and I got to talking with your friends, and found out the funniest thing. Tell her, Grell."

"My father..." Grell said, pulling back and thrusting into Shepard's ass as hard he could. "...fought in the Skyllian Blitz," Another rough thrust, this one nearly making Shepard's face strike the floor with its ferocity. "He died in the Skyllian Blitz. Probably shot by this worthless bitch," Gripping Shepard hard at the waist, Grell threw her back against the full length of his alien cock.

"Now, now, Grell, a lot of batarians died during the Blitz," the human said with a mockingly soothing tone to his voice as he plowed Miranda's asshole. "Fathers, brothers, sons... and no matter how hard you rape this bitch, it won't bring them back." Shrugging, he added. "Not saying you should stop trying, though."

Sitting in the corner of the cell furthest away from the depravity, Liara curled up and put her head between her knees, crossing her arms to block out as much of what was happening and praying to the Goddess for it to be over soon.

"Grrrrh, hey!" she heard the batarian yell. "Don't you close your eyes! Put your head back up and watch me fuck this batarian-murdering bitch of yours!"

Remembering Delaana's words, and seeing the image in her head of these men adding beatings to their already brutal rapes, Liara reluctantly raised her head back up. Trying not to focus on what was happening, Liara kept her eyes locked on Shepard's, hoping that she and Shepard would be able to lose themselves in that moment of eye contact.

But what she saw there brought Liara no comfort. Shepard's eyes were wide-open and dull, staring into Liara's but somehow still far away. Liara worried that Shepard might already be losing her mind from this hellish situation.

Looking over at Miranda, Liara was saddened to see the same dead, distant expression in her eyes as well. Before, she had shrieked and yelled as one alien after another had violated her ass; now, she simply stared silently into space as she was being fucked.
Grell sneered over at his friend, his tone mocking. "Don't think the asari bitch is enjoying herself, Yuri."

"Wait, you're not?" the human, Yuri, said to Liara with a mock tone of surprise. "Shit, if I were in your position right now, watching two studs like us ramming a couple of hot little sluts like these, I'd definitely be playing with myself." When Liara didn't do anything at first, Yuri arched his one remaining eyebrow. "You heard me. Spread those legs, bitch, give us a show."

Liara shuddered as she leaned back against the wall, spreading her thighs and exposing her bare crotch. Even if they couldn't touch her, it seemed the Broker's minions could still find ways to torture her. With the two rapists staring at her expectantly, she reached down and rubbed the tip of her finger up and down the lips of her pussy. Dully, she slowly worked one of her fingers up inside of herself, taking no pleasure at the feeling of penetrating herself.

"Yeah, I knew that this shit would get you hot," Yuri leered at Liara's crotch while he continued pounding away at Miranda. "You like watching me and Grell fuck your friends, don't you?"

"Y...yes," Liara muttered, a voice in her head saying, "Play along. It's the best way to make it end as soon as possible. Feed his sick fantasies and he'll cum and be done with Miranda."

Rubbing at the apex of her slit, she let out a faked moan of pleasure. "I'm so horny right now," she cooed. "Watching those big fat cocks pound into those tight little asses..." She racked her brains for as many phrases as she could remember from that time she had accessed the Normandy's computers and stumbled into Joker's ungodly large porn library. "Oh, fuck, I'm getting so wet watching you."

"Shit, that's hot," Yuri grabbed and kneaded Miranda's ample backside as he took her. "You want me to fuck your friend here harder, don't you?"

"Yeah, fuck her harder," Liara reached up with her free hand to rub and stroke her breast, wishing desperately for the human to just cum already so she could stop this hideous charade. "Spill your cum all inside her ass. Make her your obedient little bitch."

While Liara's vulgar acting wasn't having the desired effect on the human, Liara heard a feral roar come from the batarian. Thrusting himself balls-deep into Shepard's ass, Grell's four eyes rolled up to the ceiling as he climaxed.

"Wait," said Yuri as Grell started to pull out. "We don't want to let that precious batarian cum go to waste." Looking back to Liara, still putting on her fake show of touching herself, he grinned. "Do we, now?"

"No, we don't," Liara agreed, although she wasn't entirely sure what the human was saying.

As the two men started rearranging the women, however, Liara's rubbing fingers paused as she realized what the human had meant.

Grell pulled out of Shepard's ass, and moved away to allow Yuri to shove Miranda's face between Shepard's asscheeks. "Suck it out of there, bitch," Grell commanded, baring his sharp teeth in an evil grin as he watched Miranda suck and lap at Shepard's asshole. "Every last drop, nothing goes to waste."

Yuri cackled as he watched Miranda slurping up Grell's load from Shepard's anus. He glanced over at Liara, who quickly resumed her feigned self-pleasuring, every last ounce of her acting abilities going towards looking as if she found this sick turn of events incredibly arousing.

Once the two rapists were satisfied that Miranda had retrieved as much cum as she could with her mouth, they commanded Shepard to turn around, and pressed their two faces together. Their eyes still glassy and stunned, Shepard and Miranda obediently made out for their abusers' pleasure, cum smearing from Miranda's face all over Shepard's.

While they grinned and watched the two women's tongues swirling together, Grell leaned over and whispered something to his human comrade, pointing a finger at Liara.

"Grell, my man, you're a genius," said Yuri. "Boss says we ain't allowed to touch you, asari, but didn't say anything about having one of your friends do it."

Reaching down and grabbing a handful of Shepard's deep red hair, he yanked her away from Miranda's cum-stained face and planted her directly between Liara's legs.
"Your friend's gotten all hot and bothered watching you, bitch," Yuri said. "Think it's only right you help her relieve all that tension, don't you agree?"

"Oh, Goddess, no," Liara cried out in her head, as she watched Shepard drop her mouth down to Liara's naked sex and begin slowly lapping. So many memories came back of the nights when she would quiver in anticipation of these moments. Shepard lovingly tasting her lover's arousal, pausing every so often to look up at her with eyes filled with love. Having Shepard's tongue on her now, here in this hellhole, made a mockery of their lovemaking.

As if to make matters worse, Yuri seemed to remember just then that his erect cock was still jutting lewdly out of his fly. Positioning himself behind Shepard, he placed the head of his cock at Shepard's now well-lubricated asshole and starting fucking her vigorously. With every rough thrust, Liara could feel Shepard's face press into the folds of her azure.

"Gotten kinda quiet," Yuri said as he stared with narrowed eyes at Liara. "If this ain't doing it for you, I could go grab the other one."

"No," Liara quickly refused. If one of them was going to have to do this, better it be the woman who had already been her lover. Quickly getting back into her role, she started let out heated moans. "Oh, Shepard," she went back to spewing out overblown porn dialogue for the benefit of her captors. "Lick that pussy, Shepard. Your tongue feels so good on my clit. Keep go... goi..."

Liara gasped. What was Shepard doing? Liara had expected her to give a few quick licks, just enough to fool their captors, before Liara would let out a huge faked climax and hope that would be enough to satisfy them. But instead, Shepard was putting all of her effort into legitimately pleasuring Liara with her lips and tongue, doing things that in the safety of their bed would have sent Liara screaming into climax. And even in these circumstances, Shepard's oral skills were having an effect on Liara's body that she was finding difficult to ignore.

"No, Shepard," Liara was no longer playing the part of the eager slut, but now trying desperately to get Shepard to slow down. "Please, it's too much..." Shepard must have been too dazed to hear her, though, as she only redoubled her efforts on Liara's now-dripping sex. Even with Yuri roughly taking her from behind, Shepard was skillfully able to hit every last one of Liara's sensitive spots, the way only a lover could.

"Shepard, stoooooOOOOOO...." Throwing her head back, Liara finally gave up the fight, and her climax washed over her like a tidal wave. Unable to hold it back, she closed her eyes and tried to remove herself from her circumstances. She was on the Normandy, warm in Shepard's bed, the red-headed human she had come to love more than life itself lying down next to her and wrapping her in a tight embrace.

It would be alright. Everything would be alright.

But then she had to open her eyes, and face reality. Liara's climax seemed to have finally pushed Yuri over the edge, and he was biting his bottom lip as he made several quick thrusts into Shepard's asshole.

As soon as Yuri was done filling Shepard's ass with cum, Grell pulled Miranda over by the arm, and their two captors laughed as they again pressed her mouth against Shepard's anus, commanding her to suck up Yuri's load and swallow it down along with Grell's.

Reaching back with quivering hands, Shepard gripped onto her asscheeks and spread them as wide as she could, giving Miranda better access to her anal cavity. Liara didn't know whether to laugh or cry. "That's Shepard," a quivering, near-hysterical version of her voice said in her head. "Always thinking about helping others."

Both of them satisfied and tired, Yuri and Grell tossed the ladies a couple of ratty towels before leaving the cell. As Shepard wiped batarian cum and asari juices off her face, Liara moved in to sit next to her.
"Shepard, why... you shouldn't have..."

Shepard looked over at Liara, and again there was that dull, dead expression in her eyes that broke Liara's heart. "I just wanted you to feel good, Liara," Shepard said. "Wanted to make you happy."

"Shepard," Liara said as she hugged Shepard tight, fighting to keep the tears from coming again. "Those things I said, Shepard..."

"It's okay, Liara," Shepard said, hugging Liara back. "You've probably got the right idea. Play along with them, act the way they want you to act, and it'll be over more quickly than if you resist."

To hear those words come out of Shepard, to hear her sound so defeated, made Liara want to die. "Shepard, I'm so sorry..."

"Stop apologizing, Liara," Shepard said, and Liara was glad to see the slightest trace of a smile finally break her formerly expressionless face. "The situation is what it is. We're just going to have to deal with it the best we can."

Lying back on the cold floor, Shepard next to her, Liara eventually fell into a fitful, nightmare-filled sleep.

The first day of their captivity was over.
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