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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 first thing Ash noticed as she stepped out of Morgan's office was the quiet. It took her a second to realize that there was absolutely no one around. Nobody in the mess hall or sick bay. Nobody walking through the hallways. No one at all.

Ash, the Fake Ash, would never have dared ask a question without being given permission to do so. But Morgan must have noticed Ash's questioning looks around the ship, and she smiled. "We're running a little late, I suppose," she explained. "Erin's got the course set in and can handle getting us there just fine on her own. So everybody else on the ship is already at the big celebration."

Ash nodded, knowing not to speak further. If her mistress wanted her to talk, she would tell Ash so. So Ash simply followed meekly behind Morgan as she led her into the lift.

"You know, I gotta fess up, bitch," Morgan said as the lift door shut. "Even though I'd never say it to their faces, I seriously didn't think those two would pull it off. When they told me all the people they wanted to capture, all of Shepard's former comrades they wanted us to bring in, I thought it would be impossible. But damned if we didn't pull it off." She looked somber for a moment. "Course, we didn't all make it. Dammit, Rena, if you hadn't shot off your mouth..." Sniffling for a bit, Morgan quickly regained her toothy grin. "But hey, the mission was successful, right? And ain't that all that matters, bitch?"

"Yes, mistress," Ash responded, taking a moment to remember that she herself was part of that mission. She was one of Morgan's targets. God, that seemed so long ago. The memories of her time before becoming Morgan's bitch seemed so strange now. Like they were the memories of another Ash. The Old Ash, not the New Ash that she was now. The Ash who lived for nothing more than Morgan's thick, throbbing cock in her mouth, her mistress's cum dripping out of her ass.

And there was something else. Something she struggled to remember, about a way out. Ash was finding it hard to concentrate, being so close to her mistress in the lift. Her eyes locked on the thick bulge running down Morgan's leg. Fuck, so soon after cumming all over her faithful bitch, Morgan was hard all over again. Ash wanted nothing more than to reach out and stroke that massive beast. Undo her mistress's fly and get down on her knees to lavish Morgan's cock with her lips and tongue. Inside her mind, she could hear the quiet gripes of the Old Ash ("The Real Ash?" Why had she been thinking of that boring little prude by that name for so long? What was so "real" about her, anyway? "Real"ly mean and nasty, that's what she was.) She ignored the disgusted comments as she stared lovingly at her mistress's giant cock. The New Ash didn't know where they were going, but she hoped that wherever it was, the mistress was going to let that amazing piece of meat out for her bitch to play with.

"I can't wait for you to see my present, bitch," Morgan said, looking over at Ash with an eager grin. "I saved it special, just for you. My Phantoms and the rest of the crew wanted to open it first, but I told them no. This is a special treat, for a special, special bitch."

"Thank you, mistress," Ash said, while wondering what this "gift" could possibly be. After all, what gift could possibly be better than the ones Morgan gave Ash every single day? Protection. Safety. And an absolutely amazing cock filled with hot cum for her to swallow down.

Because I was not entirely honest with Miss Lezayen. She believes she is not producing viable sperm... but she is. Quite a lot of it, actually.

Uh, dammit. The Old Ash trying to make her remember something. Closing her eyes, the New Ash pushed the Old Ash further back into the mental hole she had been consigned to. As she opened her eyes again, the lift door opened at about the same time. Instantly, the air was filled with the sound of raucous cheers.

"Right this way, bitch," Morgan cheerfully instructed. Ash followed obediently behind, as they stepped out into the shuttle bay. Ash immediately noticed the large crowd gathered in the center of the large room. A circle of people, some of them the well-built members of Morgan's Phantom squad, while others the members of the crew Cerberus had put together to pilot and man the hijacked Normandy.

And every one of them, to a man (or woman), completely stark naked. Well, at least I'm in good company, the Old Ash managed to sneak a remark past the New Ash's mental blocks.

As they approached closer to the group, Ash began to hear another sound under the loud cacophony of cheers and taunts: the unmistakable sound of bare flesh slapping against bare flesh. Just as Ash started to wonder what was happening inside the circle of people, a brief gap formed in the crowd, and then Ash knew.

Somebody had drug together a line of supply crates in the center of the shuttle bay. And on top of the crates, tied down onto their hands and knees, was a line of women. From the brief glimpse between the naked and cheering crowd of Cerberus members, Ash managed to count five or six of them. Two of them had the distinctive blue skin of asari, but the rest appears to be human.

Ash was unable to figure out anything else about them, mostly due to the fact that each one of them had a Cerberus member standing in front of them, thrusting either a real or artificial cock into their mouth. The same thing was happening from the other end as well, each woman being fucked from behind by another Cerberus member. There must have been at least thirty people assembled, the men and women not currently raping one of the bound captives cheering their companions, all while stroking their own cocks or cock substitutes and waiting for their turn at a hole.

"Fuck me, have you ever seen such a perfect little line-up of trussed-up little bitches?" Morgan said, watching and stroking her cock underneath her pants, moving her and Ash to a position where they could get a good look between the crowd of people at the orgy ensuing. "Tell you what, if I didn't already have a perfect little bitch with a tight little asshole like yours, I might be tempted to jump in and take my turn at one of those cunts over there."

Ash nodded. Suddenly, she caught a glimpse of one of the bodies at the end of the line, and her eyes went wide. She knew those tattoos anywhere. Sure enough, as the man currently fucking her face shot his load and moved away, Ash caught a glimpse of Jack's face just before a Phantom with a twitching Sultana moved to replace the man and stick her cock between the tattooed biotic's lips.

As she and Morgan sat and watched the show, Ash eventually caught glimpses of the rest of the group, and recognized several of them as guests of Shepard's from the party several years ago. As the man fucking one of the asari's faces pulled out, Ash recognized the formerly serene justicar Samara. "Eat it, worthless asari whore," the man taunted, laughing as he shot cum across the pained face of the helpless asari. The female crew member behind Samara, her tits bouncing as she thrust into the justicar's blue cunt, paused long enough to give her comrade a high five, before he stepped away and was replaced with another horny crewmember and his cock.

"Fuck, this ass is so fucking tight, but... I feel like I already fucked it before," said a strap-on wearing Phantom fucking one of the human women.

Several of the group laughed, while one of them let out an indignant exclamation. "Hey, quit hogging the Lawsons all to yourself, Nerine!" Sure enough, the Cerberus member on the other side of the crates stepped away, and Ash recognized Miranda Lawson's face. Once so proud and collected, Miranda now stared blankly into space as another cock was put in front of her face, and she numbly opened her mouth to take it in. If the comment by the Phantom was any indication, one of the other women currently getting fucked was Miranda's clone sister Oriana.

"Go fuck one of the asari if you don't like it," Nerine responded back to the taunt from the crowd. "I tied down her Royal Highness tight enough that she ain't going anywhere. Stick it to her if you're sick of waiting."

As the crowd shifted, Ash caught a glimpse of the other asari and gasped in surprise. While she hadn't met her before, she recognized Aria T'Loak, the head of Omega, almost immediately. She was tied down with at least twice the number of ropes as the other captives, and still managed to struggle slightly against her bonds. Somebody had also fastened some sort of ring gag onto her mouth, forcing it open and keeping it available for the many cocks in the room, while keeping her from biting down on one of her rapists.

The last woman, Ash didn't recognize. A young redhead, looked barely eighteen, her cheeks damp with tears as she was fucked from both ends. As the man fucking her from behind pulled out, a thick stream of cum managed to spill out of her cunt before a new cock was stuck inside her again.

Forgetting herself for a moment, Ash spoke up without being prompted. "Am I... does Mistress wish me to join the rest of the women?" she asked, not entirely sure how she would feel about the prospect. On the one hand, the women currently being taken in the center of the shuttle bay didn't exactly look happy to be there. But on the other hand... whatever the mistress wished, that's what Ash would do.

"What? No!" Morgan said, sounding mildly surprised. "I wouldn't have given you all this build-up for just an average, everyday gangbang. No, my surprise is much, much better." She turned to the crowd and yelled out. "Nerine, Karlie! Go get my bitch's present!"

"Ma'am, I'm almost..." Nerine responded, increasing the speed of her thrusts into Miranda to try and get herself off quicker.

"Oh, I'm sorry, did I say, 'when you feel like it'?" Morgan angrily shouted. "Because what I meant was, 'Now, you dense cunts!'"

Sighing, Nerine pulled out of Miranda's ass. As she and her comrade Karlie walked to the other side of the shuttle bay, somebody quickly took Nerine's spot fucking Miranda from behind.

"Oh, I know you're just going to love this," Morgan said again, seeming almost giddy. "See, just a little bit ago, we had ourselves an unpleasant little surprise. A sneaky little cunt thought she could spy on us and run away when she got caught. But we were too smart for her. We made sure she didn't get far."

As Morgan spoke, Ash watched Nerine and Karlie bring out a woman clad in dark clothing and a hood. As she came closer, Ash recognized her as well: the woman with the tactical cloak who had shown up to Shepard's party and spent most of the night popping in and out of invisibility. Kasumi, that was her name.

"And once we caught her, I had to think," Morgan continued. While she spoke, the two Phantoms escorting Kasumi began tugging roughly at her clothing. With their enhanced strength, Kasumi's dark outfit was soon torn to shreds, leaving her standing in her underwear and boots. "What would be the best punishment for a spy like that? What was the best way to show her just what a low-down, filthy little coward she was? And it wasn't long before it hit me." Karlie grabbed Kasumi's bra and pulled, while Nerine yanked at her panties, and Kasumi was now naked down to her feet. "What's the most degrading possible thing you could possibly do to someone? Even worse than breaking them down and turning them into your obedient little bitch?"

While Karlie held Kasumi in place, Nerine walked over to Morgan and Ash. Letting out an unfulfilled sigh, Nerine pulled the Sultana strap-on out of her pussy. The throbbing fake cock fell limp as Nerine handed it to Morgan. With a devious smile, Morgan grabbed Ash's wrist, pulled her hand up, and slapped the Sultana into Ash's palm.

"Only thing worse than being a bitch," Morgan said, as she closed Ash's fingers around the Sultana, "is being fucked by a bitch."
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