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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 line of six sweating, cum-soaked women stared as she stepped out of the lift. One look at those piercing green eyes told them all that it was definitely her.

And yet, not a one of them had ever seen her like this.

She padded forward, bare feet hitting the metal deck softly as she walked out of the lift. Her red hair had been trimmed short, making her look less like an Alliance hero and more like a prison inmate. Not a stitch of clothing covering her pale, well-muscled skin, which made it easy for anyone to see the marks crisscrossing her flesh. Some a faded pink, while others still blazingly bright red. Whereas she once walked with back straight and head held high, she now shuffled into the room, with her arms crossed under her bouncing red-streaked tits and eyes cast down at the floor.

"Look at her," the clone said, scorn dripping from every syllable as she gestured a hand toward Shepard. "How could anyone ever mistake this beaten, humiliated waste of space as any sort of hero? She may have come first, but I think we all know now who was better in every way at being 'Commander Shepard.'"

They all stared at her in shock. Perhaps some of them had held out hope, believed that Shepard would save the day in the end. But seeing her like this, slumped shoulders and defeated expression, made the hopelessness of their situation hit home even harder.

Shepard, too, looked back at them. The six women tied up in the center of the room. Kasumi down on the floor with Ash's Sultana cock still lodged firmly in her ass. And Kelly pulling her strap-on out of Traynor's cunt at the sight of Shepard's arrival. All of them naked, sweating, and thoroughly debased.

And all because of her.

Brooks must have seen the shame in her eyes at that moment, because a vicious grin crossed her face as she approached. "It must be so awful for you, to see them like this," Brooks said, her voice oozing with fake compassion. "To see your friends, the people who trusted you, turned into helpless fuck-toys. I can't even imagine how much this hurts for you. But then again... I imagine it hurts a lot more for them."

Throwing an arm around Shepard's shoulders, Brooks gestured towards the group of bound women. "In fact, I think it would be a nice idea for you to apologize to these poor women. Let them know how bad you feel about your failures, and how it led them to such a sorry state." Turning to Shepard, Brooks gave her a sneering smile. "Go ahead. Apologize to them."

Nodding her head, Shepard stepped forward and out of Brooks' grasp. Straightening up, she tried her best to regain a modicum of dignity in her naked and humiliated state.

"All of this, this situation you are in... it's all because of me," Shepard said, her voice quiet but still firm. "If I had fought harder, done better, none of you would be here." Her eyes went to each of them, from Aria's fierce and angry stare, to Miranda's sad and compassionate gaze, to Jenny's tear-streaked, glistening eyes. "Everything that happens from now on, all of it is my fault. I'm sorry for that, and I want you to know that if there was any way I could take on the tortures that these people are about to inflict on you, and suffer them myself instead, I gladly would. But I can't. I'm sorry."

There was quiet for a moment, broken by a mocking laugh. "Gosh, I'm getting all teary-eyed," the clone said to the assembled Cerberus members, several of them joining in with the clone's laughter.

"Now, now, love," Brooks said to the clone. "I think that was a marvelous speech. I'm sure your friends are quite touched by your honest contrition. But in the end, words are just words. And I think your friends here would find your apology much more convincing if you put those words into action."

Strolling over to the tied-down women, Brooks reached a gloved hand down to rub it around Oriana's cum-dripping snatch. Holding up a finger, she walked over to display the glob of semen to Shepard. "As you can see, my people left your friends here a little... soiled. I'm sure you know how it is, being cooped up on a starship for so long. Who can blame for being so eager?"

"Hey, when do we get to fuck Shepard?" one of the men in the group called out.

The clone's head whipped in the direction of the voice, eyes narrowed dangerously. "Hey!" she snapped. "You don't get to fuck me at all, asshole! Especially if you're referring to that whipped little weakling over there as Shepard. In which case, I might just decide to fuck you myself, with my omni-blade up your ass!"

Looking over at the clone, Brooks rolled her eyes. "And just as we had a nice little moment going," she said to Shepard. "Well, as I was saying before the interruption, I think it might be a good gesture, a proper demonstration on how bad you feel, if you were to clean up the mess my people left inside of your friends," she wiggled her cum-dripping fingers. "I think it would be a nice way to show your comrades here how much you care about them, don't you?"

Shepard nodded. "Okay," she obediently agreed. "Is there a towel or..."

Brooks let out a laugh. "Oh, my. I think you misunderstand. I want you to really show how sorry you are. And I think the only way to do that is to clean up your friends with the tools you already have on hand." Parting her lips, Brooks stuck her tongue out and slowly rolled it around. "Go ahead, Shepard. Slurp up all that cum. Show your friends just how much you care."

Shepard hesitated. The whipped expression on her face hardened a little, as the thought of licking cum out of the cunts and asses of her friends caused her stomach to roll.

Seeing the change coming over Shepard, Brooks put on a sad expression. "Oh, dear. Perhaps you don't care about your friends as much as you claim." She turned to the clone. "Love, fetch me a pistol if you would. Obviously, if Shepard is that insensitive, she won't mind if I put a bullet in one of their heads."

"No, wait," Shepard quickly said. "I'll do it. I'll do it. Just don't hurt them."

Brooks nodded, thrilled beyond measure to see the once-proud Commander Shepard begging for her comrades' lives. "Alright, then. Go ahead and get started."

Making her way slowly around the group, Shepard crouched down behind Aria first. The defeated Omega leader let out angry snarls, rendered unintelligible by the ring gag in her mouth. Regardless, Shepard stuck out her tongue and started lapping at Aria's snatch, fighting the urge to gag as the first drops of cum hit her tongue.

"How predictable," the clone said. "Going after the blue pussy first." Stepping over to Liara, she reached down and pressed two fingers against Liara's snatch, rubbing it forcefully while using her other hand to grope at one of Liara's tits. "Guess she has to go for the substitute, now that her former true love has figured out who the real Commander Shepard is."

"Oh, yes," Liara said, letting out heated, overdone moans while thrusting her hips into the clone's probing, stroking fingers. "Play with me, Shepard. Use me however you want. I'm all yours."

Brooks watched this with a frown, while Shepard finished up licking Aria's cunt and asshole clean. Moving on to the next in line, Shepard wiped cum from her chin before leaning in and starting to lap at Samara's well-fucked holes. The Justicar stared straight ahead, showing no reaction to the feeling of Shepard's wet tongue stroking against her sensitive labia.

"No half-assing it, now," Brooks called out. "Lick up every last drop."

Responding to the command, Shepard reached up to spread Samara's pussy lips open. As thick rivulets of cum started spilling out of Samara's snatch, Shepard did her best to catch as much of the multiple sticky loads as she could on her tongue. Samara let out a grunt, trying her best to ignore the sensation of Shepard licking the inside of her pussy. She squirmed against her bonds, but all it accomplished was giving the leering crowd of naked Cerberus rapists a good view of her ample tits bouncing in the midst of her struggles.

Ash had been watching all of this occur with conflicting emotions. Seeing Commander Shepard, a person she had cared about and respected for years, be treated in this manner was threatening to make her do something rash. She could hear The Old Ash raging inside of her head, demanding that Ash pull the ridiculous fake cock out of Kasumi's ass, rush over to Shepard, and get her on her feet so that the two of them could make a final stand against these bastards.

But it was strange. The Shepard that The Old Ash remembered would have never done something like this. Bow to the enemy's demands? Follow their orders without resistance? Shepard would have never even considered doing that.

And that was when it hit her. And once she understood, she couldn't keep the relieved smile off her face. It all made sense now: Shepard had been turned into a bitch, too. The New Ash felt happiness swell up inside of her, knowing that Shepard had come to the same realization that Ash had: how much fun it was to be a bitch, to stop fighting and let the mistress tell you what to do.

Coming to that realization, and watching as Shepard moved to start obediently licking Miranda's cunt on her mistress's command, started getting Ash all horny again. She could feel the Sultana throbbing between her legs, and before she even realized what she was doing, she had started thrusting into Kasumi's ass again. She could feel her own warm cum coating her cock as her hips slapped against Kasumi's ass, and the sound of Kasumi's moans as Ash's cock punished her anus only encouraged Ash to fuck her harder.

"Nnngh," Miranda let out a heated groan. As Shepard's tongue worked its way around her pussy and ass, Miranda gripped her fists tightly. The modifications her father had made to her body made every stroke of Shepard's tongue send a pleasurable buzz through Miranda's nervous system, the amplified sensations bringing Miranda closer and closer to the edge. At least before, with cocks constantly being shoved into her mouth, she had been able to hide the five or six orgasms she had been forced to experience. The thought of having these monsters hear her cum was horrifying. And yet she was unable to hold back from moaning again, as she felt the wet probe of Shepard's tongue push deep into her gaping asshole, slurping out the cum deposited there by a seemingly-neverending succession of thrusting cocks.

"Oh!" Miranda cried out, giving up on her futile attempts to hold back. She gasped and moaned, sounding like a common whore as she felt her climax coming on hard. She forced herself not to look to her left, at Ori tied up next to her. And at Jack, no doubt enjoying watching the "cheerleader" moaning and panting like a porn star. It wasn't long before Miranda felt her muscles clenching, and her pussy gushing as she came hard. She could hear the crowd of Cerberus bastards cheering, and felt her face redden even as she shuddered from the force of her orgasm.

If Miranda's eyes hadn't been shut tight in embarrassment, however, she would have seen that the cheers were for another reason. Having had her fun playing with Liara's pussy, the clone had now dropped her uniform pants down to the floor. Knowing what was expected of her, Liara sank to her knees and planted her lips around the clone's clit, while working her fingers down into her captor's cunt to stroke at her sensitive g-spot. The crowd of naked Cerberus crew and Phantoms were letting out cheers for their leader, as her apparently broken asari slave eagerly licked and sucked on the clone's twat.

A dour look crossed Brooks' face as she watched her lover rub her pussy around into Liara's face. With a frown, she strode over to where Ashley was taking Kasumi from behind.

Just as Ash was feeling her third climax of the evening approaching, Brooks put a hand on her shoulder and shoved Ash backwards. Ash cried out in surprise and pleasure as she fell backward, her cock popping out of Kasumi's ass just as her climax hit. Cum sprayed out of the end of her cock and splashed all across Kasumi's back and reddened ass as Ash fell, her cock still spewing in the air as she hit the deck with her back. Brooks waited for the jerks of Ash's fake prick to complete before taking hold of the dripping Sultana and pulling it off of Ash.

Several of the Cerberus members on the edges of the crowd turned and let out appreciative whistles, watching Brooks as she stripped off her uniform and revealed the mocha-colored skin underneath. Striding naked over to where Shepard was currently eating the cum out of Oriana's twat, Brooks inserted the Sultana into herself. As the fake cock pulsed and shifted its tone to match her dark skin, Brooks gave Shepard a rough slap on the back of the head. "Stand up, bitch," Brooks barked out.

A few feet away, Ash lay on the floor where Brooks had shoved her and smiled as she heard the woman's words. Ash had been right. Shepard was a bitch now, just like Ash. She was so happy for her good friend. They were going to have such a wonderful life together with their new mistresses.

Speaking of which, Ash's view of the ceiling was suddenly blocked by a smiling blond-haired goddess, and her throbbing cock. "Nicely done on that spy, bitch," Morgan said with a grin, shifting her hips back and forth to make her tantalizing cock swing back and forth in Ash's view. It might have almost been hypnotic, if Ash hadn't already been under this wonderful woman's spell. "Ready to taste your reward?"

Ash couldn't get on her knees fast enough. "Thank you, mistress," Ash said, before opening her mouth to take as much of Morgan's length as she could down her throat. Beside them, Kasumi had slumped to the floor in a dead faint, cum dripping down her asscheeks and off her back.

Meanwhile, Shepard had risen to her feet as ordered by Brooks. If Shepard had believed her current disgusting task had been cut short, she was robbed of this thought by Brooks placing a hand on her back and forcing her to bend over and place her face back into Oriana's exposed pussy. "There we go," Brooks said, as she grabbed Shepard by the wrists and pulled her arms back. Shepard tried to ignore the pain in her shoulders as Brooks yanked, while positioning her Sultana at Shepard's cunt and forcefully penetrating her. In her current position, face buried in Oriana's cunt and lapping up jizz as fast as she could, every thrust from behind drove Shepard's face deeper into the defenseless woman's twat.

Momentarily forgotten in the midst of all this, Kelly watched in dull horror, as the carnal madness started up again. Next to her, Liara moaned and played with herself as she licked the clone's pussy. Looking just as defeated and eager to please, Ash sucked and stroked Morgan's cock. And Brooks was taking Shepard from behind, pausing only to allow her to move on to the next pussy in line, and bending her over in front of Jack's cunt to begin fucking her again.

All of this happening all at once, Kelly noticed, was starting to get the rest of the participants in this twisted orgy back into the spirit of things. Previously flaccid cocks were started to pulse full of blood again, while women began reattaching Sultanas and sensory strap-ons that had previously been discarded. And Kelly worried that it was only a matter of time before they turned their attention over to her and Sam, two currently unoccupied warm bodies.

So if you're not fucking your bitch... somebody else is going to. Kelly remembered the words of Morgan's message, and watched nervously as several of the Cerberus crew started turning their attention over to her and Sam.

It was ghastly, but Kelly didn't know what else to do. Leaning in close to Sam, who had stood up once Kelly had stopped fucking her, she quickly whispered. "I'm sorry. I have to." Then, louder so that the whole room could hear, she called out, "Hey, bitch, I didn't say we were done! Bend over so I can take that tight little cunt!"

Numbly, Sam did as she was ordered. Hearing Kelly bossing around her bitch, Morgan looked over and gave her a wide grin and thumbs-up. Kelly forced a smile to her face in return, before taking hold of Sam's hips and thrusting her strap-on cock back inside of her lover.

Better I do it than one of them, Kelly rationalized to herself. She didn't know if it was the medicine that Henneman had given to her, or if she was just getting more and more accustomed to the horrors of her new life, but she found it distressingly easy to resume fucking Sam's defenseless twat.

The shuttle hangar was filled with grunts, moans, and cheers. Shepard had now been moved to the last woman in line, and began obediently licking away at Jenny's hairless cunt. The teenage student had been one of the most popular holes, and Shepard's face was soon dripping with cum as she worked her tongue inside of Jenny's well-used pussy and asshole. Meanwhile, Brooks continued to fuck her, using her arms almost like handles as she yanked them back and thrust into Shepard's twat.

"You think this is bad, Shepard?" Brooks said, sweat dripping off her bouncing tits as she fucked her cunt-licking captive. "You think this is the worst we can do to you? This is just the beginning. By the time we're finished, you're going to see things... experience things... that will make this seem like a stroll on the beach with your dirty asari slut. We're not just going to break your body. We're going to break your mind. Strip away everything you care about and drive you completely insane. You think you're strong enough to take it? Strong enough to hold your own against everything we can dish out? You don't even know the half of it."

As Shepard licked up the last of the cum dripping out of Jenny, Brooks pulled her Sultana cock out of Shepard, while yanking back harder on Shepard's arms. As Shepard was forced to stand up straighter, Brooks leaned in, pressing her tits against Shepard's back as she leaned in close. "I wanna hear you beg, bitch," Brooks hissed into Shepard's ear. "Beg me not to do it. Go ahead. Maybe if you beg hard enough, I might actually take pity on you."

"P...please," Shepard said, cum dripping down from her chin onto her breasts. "Please, just... whatever you're going to do, do it to me. Don't do it to any of them. Don't... don't do it to Liara. Please."

"Oh, my," Brooks said, sounding mildly surprised. "So loyal, even after your little blue bitch turned her back on you. Well, I think I know what has to happen now."

Shoving Shepard down to the ground, Brooks called out to the other end of the shuttle hangar. "Looks like you folks are still ready for some action," she yelled to the group of Cerberus crew. The assembled men and women yelled out approvingly in response, cocks being stroked and sex toys being attached. "Well, I'd hate to have you dirty boys and girls make a mess of all the fine clean-up work our pathetic captive here was able to accomplish. So why don't you all have some fun with the good Dr. T'Soni for a while? I know there aren't a lot of holes, but I'm sure you folks will be able to share."

"No!" Shepard cried out. "No, don't!"

The clone's head snapped up from watching Liara eat her out, and she turned to the approaching crew members. "Stop!" she yelled out, and the horny humans paused in their tracks. Turning to Brooks, the clone gave her partner a narrow-eyed stare. "Maya, love... I'm a little busy with our asari captive here. Don't appreciate you trying to interrupt my fun."

"Shepard... love," Brooks responded, the last word sounding a bit more caustic than expected, "Correct me if I'm wrong, but I don't believe that any of this is about 'fun.' It's about breaking your inferior doppelganger over here. And right about now, I think nothing would be more torturous for her to watch, than seeing her precious Dr. T'Soni get taken by every last member of our crew."

"Correct me if I'm wrong, Maya, but I seem to remember that I'm the one in charge here, not you," the clone said between gritted teeth. "So it's my decision what is done to our captives in the end, not yours."

Brooks stared at her partner, and gave an indifferent shrug. "Fine, then," she said, reaching down to grab Shepard by the arm and pull her to her feet. "If we're just going to fuck around, I'll go ahead and take Shepard here back to our cabin."

The look on the clone's face was dangerous, and one unlike any the friends and comrades of the real Commander Shepard had ever seen on the genuine article. "Don't push me, Maya," the clone said. "You know how much I love you, but seriously... don't push me."

"I'm not pushing anything, love," Brooks said sarcastically. "I'll just leave you and your little alien lovebird alone together, if that's what you want. I mean, I thought you were serious about our plan, but if this is the way you want it, I'll just sit back and let you run things however the hell you want to."

Stepping away from Liara, who had continued licking the clone's pussy in the midst of all this, the clone redid her pants and strode over to Brooks. "I am serious about our plan." The Cerberus crew members started to look a little awkward now, their previous hedonistic desires dulling in the midst of this conflict between their commanders. Some began tucking away their pricks, while others unfastened sex toys and began eying the lift door.

"Doesn't seem like you're all that serious, from what I'm seeing," Brooks said, neither she or the clone noticing anything in the shuttle hanger beside each other. "I mean, we both know what's going to happen to Liara once this is all over. What Dr. Henneman has planned for the final twist of the knife. But now, I'm starting to worry that you won't have the guts to go through with it."

"You questioning me?" the clone said, her tone low and furious. "Questioning my dedication to the cause? You think I'm not ready to do what needs to be done?"

Brooks arched a brow. "Truthfully, love? If it came to pulling this all off, I'd have more confidence in the real Shepard than I would with you right now."

The clone's eyes went wide, and just as it looked like she might be rearing her hand back for a strike on Brooks, a voice came over the PA system.

"To all crew," came the pleasant, robotic voice of Inania. "We are currently fifteen minutes out from the relay. All crew, please report to your positions."

Brooks and the clone stared at each other angrily for a few more seconds, before the clone finally yelled out. "You people heard her! Get dressed and get your asses to your posts, now!" She turned and pointed at several of the Phantoms. "Get the captives out of their ropes and back into the cargo bays. Make sure they're all ready for their arrival at home base."

"Yes, ma'am," the Phantoms quickly agreed. As one of them donned her armor, keeping her hand blaster trained on the captives once it was ready, two of the others began undoing the ropes.

The clone turned her attention back to Brooks. "And you... take Liara and the faker back up to our cabin. Have them ready to go for when we arrive."

Brooks gave the clone a sneering smile, snapping up a salute as she said, "Yes, ma'am." She stared down at Shepard, who quickly rose to her feet and followed Brooks as she stomped away. Brooks gestured to Liara as they passed, and Liara followed in lock-step behind Brooks, walking next to Shepard as they entered the lift.

And behind Brooks' back, brief enough that most people might not even notice, Shepard and Liara's hands met.
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