Total Domination | By : NakedOwlMan Category: +M through R > Mass Effect Views: 27541 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 2 |
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"Isis vs. Gladiator! Round two begins in one minute!"
As Ash caught her breath, she stared up at the scoreboard. She'd been too sloppy. After her first match, she'd decided to conserve her strength, save up as much as she could for Behemoth. She had expected Gladiator to be another pushover like Annihilator.
The spry, nimble woman had taken her by surprise, though. She had escaped out of Ash's first two holds before the thirty second mark, and the second time had managed to grab and yank off Ash's top as she pulled away. Ash told herself not to feel self-conscious, that she was basically naked as it was, but the feeling of the cool arena air across her bare nipples was turning out to be one hell of a distraction.
She had made one last desperate move before the halfway point of the match, putting Gladiator in a hold that she would never be able to escape. But as soon as she felt the fingers drawing aside her bikini bottom, she realized her mistake. Ash may have locked in the hold, but she'd given her opponent unobstructed access to her groin. And as Rhia warned her, Style Points racked up quicker than Control Points, so by the time Ash relented and released the hold, Gladiator had managed to reach double Ash's current score.
Ash looked out at the crowd around her. There had only been a few at first, the spectators remembering her smut-less performance from last time. But the distinctive beeping sound that signified Style Points being racked up had drawn a few curious onlookers, who had cheered as Gladiator fingered Ash's snatch.
And as the seconds ticked down until round two began, Ash's eyes caught a face in the crowd, and things went from bad to worse.
Shepard was watching. Ash fought the urge to cross her arms over her bare breasts, hating to let Shepard see her shamed like this. Shepard's expression was unreadable, but it felt as though her eyes were roaming up and down Ash's near-naked body.
"I can't lose," Ash said to herself. "Not in front of her. I won't let her see me humbled by anyone."
The whistle chimed out, and round two began.
"Glad-i-a-tor!" called out the crowd, followed by several claps. "Glad-i-a-tor!" Clap. Clap. Clap-clap-clap.
The agile human looked around at the crowd and cried out in triumph, which was all the distraction Ash needed. It didn't take long to lock her opponent into another hold, this one without any access to any exploitable areas of Ash's body. The crowd's glee was dampened somewhat by Ash's success, as by now most of them knew she wouldn't be molesting her opponent any time soon.
By the time the two minutes were up and Ash pulled away, her score was creeping closer to Gladiator's. Ash did the math, and internally sighed in relief. As long as she remained in control of this match and didn't let Gladiator get any major scoring in, she could pull this off just like she did before.
But then, as she took Gladiator down and held her to the floor, she caught Shepard's eye. It was only a split second, but it was enough of a distraction for Gladiator to reverse the hold. As her opponent locked her into place, she returned her hand to between Ash's thighs, keeping her fingers firmly planted inside Ash's pussy despite Ash's best attempts to throw her off.
The beeps above her head, signifying Gladiator's increasing score, sounded like a death knell to Ash.
In her mind, she saw Shepard out in the crowd, gloating over Ash's defeat.
She saw a vision of Gladiator stripping her naked and raping her, while from backstage Behemoth watched the monitor in satisfaction.
She saw herself returning to the Council in shame, failing at her first important mission as a Spectre.
But the last vision she saw, the one that spurred her into action, was the image of Rhia, screaming out in pain as Behemoth slashed at her face and left her bleeding on the mat.
With a loud cry and a last surge of strength, Ash broke away from Gladiator's hold. After some quick scuffling on the mat, Ash pinned her opponent under her weight, resting in a crouched position on Gladiator's chest, with her ass in her opponent's face.
"Dad," Ash thought to herself. "If you're up there watching, now would be a good time to look away."
Gladiator struggled, but Ash finally managed to grab hold of her bikini bottoms and yank them off. Taking a deep breath, she placed a hand on each of Gladiator's legs, pinning them to the ground with all her strength.
And without hesitation, she leaned forward, and put her mouth against Gladiator's pussy.
The smell was the worst part. Ash didn't know what Gladiator did for a living, but it apparently didn't leave much room for proper hygiene. Regardless, she tried her best to keep her stomach in check as she licked awkwardly at her opponent's slit. The crowd was going nuts around her, cheering her on as she lapped and tongued her opponent, but Ash blocked it out.
"What the fuck am I doing?" Ash thought, as her opponent wriggled and struggled to free herself. Closing her eyes, she tried to picture something else in her mind, some innocuous other thing she was planting her tongue into.
But try as she might, she couldn't make herself forget that she was eating pussy. And when the final whistle was blown, she pulled away in relief. Looking up, she saw the scores and let out her held breath. It may have been distasteful, but it had worked. She had won.
"Dominate! Dominate!" the crowd chanted again, apparently hoping that "Isis" had changed her mind on more than one thing in this fight. The referee approached her with the sex toys again, holding them out half-heartedly.
"It's not really about your own pleasure," Rhia had said. "It's about showing everybody else in this tournament just what's in store for them if they lose against you."
Her eyes caught Shepard's again, her commander staring intently at her.
"She thought she was so smart, tricking me into this," Ash thought to herself. "Well, let's see how she likes this show."
Lips curled in scorn, Ashley snatched up the strap-on and tried her best to figure out how to put it on. With a little help from the staffer, Ash soon had an artificial phallus jutting out from between her legs.
She was about to walk away to confront her opponent, when the staffer grabbed her by the shoulder. Reaching down, he pressed a small switch in the crotch area of the strap-on. It hummed for a second, and Ash looked down at the cock between her legs in confusion. "What did that do?" she muttered to herself, as she touched the tip of the strap-on experimentally.
And felt her fingertip press against the surface of the cock.
Ash let out a gasp as she wrapped her hand around the dildo between her legs, and felt her fingers running up and down a set of nerves she didn't have before now.
"Holy shit," Ash exclaimed, starting to understand why Rhia and the rest of the competitors wanted to use their Total Domination time. Striding up to the gasping, defeated Gladiator, Ash placed her new cock in front of her opponent's lips. "Suck it," she commanded.
When she felt her opponent's lips around the cock, Ash almost came right then and there. The sensations the device was sending through her body were unlike anything she ever experienced before. Her previous hesitation was rapidly fading away, the device between her legs filling her with urges she didn't even know she had.
"Yeah," she moaned, grabbing Gladiator's head and thrusting her hips into her opponent's face. "Suck that winner's cock. Suck it all down."
As the nerve-stimulating strap-on hummed between her legs, Ash vigorously face-fucked Gladiator, the crowd chanting as she went.
"Isis! Isis! Isis! Isis!"
Finally pushing Gladiator's head away, Ash drug her to her feet. Shoving her to the edge of the cage, she pressed her against the fence right where Shepard was standing and watching. The defeated Gladiator let out a violated cry as the strap-on thrust inside her pussy, no hesitation in Ash now as she energetically fucked her opponent.
"Look at this loser," Ash cried out to the crowd. "Look at how much she loves taking a thick winner's cock! You like getting fucked by a winner, don't you? Don't you?"
"Y...yes..." Gladiator stammered, face pressed against the steel grating. The fence shook from the force of Ash's thrusts, Ash taking her prize with all of her remaining energy.
All the while, Ash kept her eyes locked on Shepard's, anger burning in her stare. Shepard stared right back, and the looks between them were only broken when the device between Ash's legs finally sent her into a mind-blowing orgasm.
Ash certainly wasn't a stranger to her own body. She'd gotten off her fair share of times in her life. Mostly by hand, but there had been a few guys here and there, when she could find the time between training and assignments. But all of those times combined together didn't even approach a fraction of the mind-blowing pleasure going through her body at the moment. It was all she could do to stay on her feet as the strap-on's electronics sent her plunging from one orgasm straight through into another.
Just as her last climax reached its conclusion, the final whistle sounded, signifying that Total Domination time was over. The staffer came over and switched off the device.
"Fuck," Ash felt herself return to reality. What had she just done? She had only planned to have her opponent suck on the dildo a little, just enough to show that she was willing to dominate her opponent. But once that thing had gotten switched on, her rational mind had seemed to vanish, leaving nothing but unfiltered lust.
Ash hastily removed the strap-on and staggered away from the fight room, one of the staffers holding out her top for her to tie back on. She told herself that she should feel ashamed of what she had done, but the aftershocks of her massive orgasm were still making their way through her body.
And she knew then and there that from now on, she was in this to win. With whatever it took.
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