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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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"Unh! Unh! Unh!" Miranda grunted with every thrust of the Broker's bulbous hips. She was bent down across his desk, one of his massive three-fingered hands pressed down against her back while his dripping cock thrust in and out of her pussy.

"Give me regular status reports on the construction," the Broker calmly spoke to one of the monitors behind his desk, conducting business even while he ravaged one of his slaves. "I expect everything to be up and running in a month's time. Please impress upon your workers how important it is to meet their deadlines, and how upset I will be should they fail."

"Understood, Shadow Broker," said the voice on the other side of the monitor. "I've also recently recovered some suspicious communications. They're encoded, but with your systems, I don't imagine it would take you more than a few days to decipher."

The Broker nodded. "Send them over at once."

While the Broker conducted his morning "business," Liara leaned back into Shepard embracing her from behind, talking as quietly as she could to still be heard. The Broker was obviously too busy at the moment to be observing them through the live feed from the cell, but there was no guarantee that he might not watch a recording later.

And if what had been written on the datapad had been genuine, Liara knew that it was vitally important to all of them that they weren't heard.

"You're sure it was the turian?" Shepard whispered to her.

"Positive. He was the only one who had access to it. Well, except for Delaana, and I doubt that she has any interest in helping us escape."

Shepard furrowed her brow. "I dunno. Seems like it might be a trap. Or a game they're playing with us to mess with our heads."

"I know. And even if he's genuine, how does he plan to get us out of here? Considering what happened when we tried to take the Broker on..."

A pained expression came to Shepard's face, and Liara instantly regretted recalling the memory of their defeat, and what it had led to. But Shepard recovered quickly. "His note said 'we're getting you out.' Who's we, I wonder? I don't..."

Shepard's words were interrupted when the door slid open, and Solvitis walked in. Liara and Shepard froze, watching as the turian paced back and forth, his eyes never leaving Liara's.

"Well, look at this!" he said, his tone crude as he stared down at their naked bodies. "Two little lovebirds." Walking slowly up to them, he crouched down next to them on the floor. "Do everything I say. Don't stop to question," he said in a low voice. "I'm sorry, but this is the only we're going to be able to do this without them getting suspicious."

Standing back up, he raised his voice. "How about you two sweethearts give me a little sample of what you used to do before we collared you, huh?" Pointing down at Shepard, he gestured down at Liara's hips. "You heard me. Put your tongue to work on that little asari slut of yours! Make her moan just like you used to on the Normandy." Pointing to the center of the cell, he clucked his tongue. "Right here, let me get a good look at you both."

Numbly, the two women obeyed. Liara moved away from the wall and spread her legs, not meeting Shepard's eyes as her lover laid down on her stomach and wrapped her arms around Liara's thighs.

"Damn, that's hot," Solvitis loudly stated, while his eyes gravitated to the vidscreen. Liara knew what he was hoping to see, but the camera had now pulled into a close-up on Miranda's panting face. The camera in the Broker's office seemed to detect when one of the Broker's henchmen was in their cell, and made sure never to catch a glimpse of the Broker himself until they had left. Only the Broker's slaves got the distinct non-pleasure of seeing his horrific true face, Liara reasoned.

Disappointed in his desire to solve the mystery of the Shadow Broker, Solvitis walked around to stand behind Liara, while Shepard put her head between Liara's legs. "I gotta get down close to watch this." Crouching down behind Liara, he put his head next to the side of hers, pretending to be watching the action between Liara's thighs.
"Just keep up the act," Solvitis whispered. "As long as they think I'm using the two of you to get off, they won't disturb us."

Liara was going to relay the message to Shepard, but it wasn't required: like the last time, Shepard needed no prodding to start energetically working her tongue along and inside her lover's opening. "Dammit, Shepard, you don't have to do it for real," she thought, squirming at the unwanted arousal that was starting to build from Shepard's oral efforts.

Forcing herself to ignore it, she whispered back to Solvitis. "Who are you? And how can you get us out of here?"

"Who I am is a dead man," Solvitis muttered. "Who I was, that's the important question." Liara could detect a change in his voice, the sadistic glee of a torturer vanishing. He sounded tired as he spoke softly to her. "Used to be a C-Sec operative, years ago. Was undercover in the Blue Suns with a friend of mine, trying to figure out who was smuggling arms into the Lower Wards, when somehow we got found out. They took my partner out, and left me bleeding next to the body. Guess I had more fight in me than they thought."

"Oh, god," Miranda cried out on the screen, as the pace of the Broker's thrusts increased, her body shaking with every rough penetration. Liara thought about Solvitis, the turian probably wondering who, or what, was raping the naked human. Whatever he had in mind, Liara imagined he wasn't even close.

"Yeah, look at that human bitch squeal," Solvitis raised his voice as he glanced up at the vidscreen. Looking back down at the head bobbing between Liara's thighs, he let out an aroused noise, almost like the purr of a cat. "Use your fingers on her. Make her moan just like that little slut up on the screen."

Liara wished she could tell him to tone it down a bit, but Shepard was already obeying his instructions. Liara felt her nipples start to stiffen as Shepard managed to hit every last one of her erogenous zones.

Lowering his voice again, Solvitis continued his story. "C-Sec declared me missing, presumed dead. And considering what I had in mind, I was fine with that. Took a while, but I tracked down the guys who shot me and my partner, and after some... 'persuasion,' I found out that the Shadow Broker sold the Suns a list of undercover operatives."

"So you went undercover again," Liara said quietly.

Solvitis nodded. "Found a few other guys who'd been burnt by the Broker, and we formed ourselves a little revenge club, I guess you'd call it. Built up fake identities as the worst of the worst in the mercenary business, trying to catch the Broker's eye. After a couple of years, I was finally able to work my way into Delaana's company. And that brings up to this ship, and me figuring out how I'm to get you three out of here and kill the Shadow Broker."

Liara was dubious. Something about it all seemed too tidy. "So, how exactly to you plan to get us... us... oohhhhhh!" Liara winced as the combination of Shepard's tongue and digits brought her to a forced climax. Her hips spasmed in pleasure as Shepard licked up her dripping juices.

"Really getting into the part down there, huh?" Solvitis said with a slight chuckle which quickly died in his throat. "Sorry about that... and tell Miss Lawson I'm sorry, too. I've been trying to stay away from you all as much as possible, but if I didn't participate at least a little, they'd start to get suspicious."

Liara took a deep breath, recovering after her orgasm. "So, how are you going to get us out of here?"

Solvitis started to speak, only to be stopped by the unmistakable sound of the Broker's aroused grunting on the vidscreen. As the Broker pulled out of Miranda, she automatically dropped to her knees in front of him, quivering as he jerked his huge prick towards her face.
"Shit, not much time left," Solvitis hissed. Liara heard him gasp as the camera shifted a little, enough to momentarily show the head of the Broker's massive cock. "Damn, what the hell is... never mind. I'm working on a way to get you all out, but it might take some time. I need to send a message to my men, and the Broker keeps communications locked down tight. But I worked tech back in C-Sec, and I know that no matter how tight a system's security measures are, there's always a hole."

"What can we do to help?" Liara asked him.

Solvitis paused, his tone regretful when he finally spoke. "I hate to put it like this, but in your current position, not much. Just don't do anything unusual. Act like the Broker has beaten you, that you've lost all hope and have no thoughts of escaping. Play the parts, and maybe it'll cause them to lower their guards a bit. You think you can all do that?"

Sighing, Liara nodded. "I think we've gotten a lot of practice in acting like we've been defeated and lost all hope," she said, as her eyes were drawn to Miranda waiting for the Broker's load to begin spilling out across her bare skin.

"I'm going to do everything I can to get you three out of here, I promise," Solvitis assured her. "And after we're clear of this ship, we'll bring back as many guns as possible to rip this fucker a new asshole, or cloaca or whatever he's got."

On the vidscreen, Miranda flinched as the Broker's cum spilled out onto her face and tits. "Open your mouth," he ordered her, and fired his last few spurts down her throat. Miranda coughed and gagged, but managed to swallow it down.

"Th... thank you, Master," Miranda meekly stated, and Liara shuddered. Over the last few days, the Broker had been instructing Shepard and Miranda to "address your owner properly." The first time Liara had heard Shepard address that monstrosity as "Master," she'd wanted to die.

"Yeah, look at her. Just as horny as you two little sluts," Solvitis exclaimed as he rose to his feet. "Wish I had time to have you put that tongue to work on me, Shepard, but I've gotta get back on duty. You two don't have too much fun without me, now!"

The turian left, and Liara stopped to consider what had just happened. It wasn't until she felt Shepard's tongue between her legs again that she remembered the position they were both in.

"Shepard!" Liara hissed. "Shepard, he's gone. You can stop now."

Looking up at Liara, Shepard blinked. "What? Oh... oh, right. Sorry. Guess I got carried away a little." Pulling hesitantly away from Liara's moist crotch, Shepard returned to embrace Liara from behind, their heads close together to allow for quiet conversation.

"What do you think, Shepard?" Liara asked her.

"Can't say for sure," Shepard said, stroking her fingers lightly across Liara's stomach. "But from what I could hear, it seemed like maybe he's on the level."

Liara reached down to place her hand on top of Shepard's. "I'm willing to trust him, for now. And it's not like we've got much of a choice."

"'Play the parts,'" Shepard quoted Solvitis's words. "I think I..."

Shepard didn't speak for a few seconds, and Liara was turning to see her face, when the cell door opened. Miranda stepped into the cell, body still glistening from the shower. "I'll fill Miranda in," Shepard said, reluctantly removing her arms from around Liara and moving toward the wall Miranda was sitting against.

While Shepard and Miranda talked quietly, their heads leaned close together and their words to each other inaudible, Liara looked down at the datapad of poems. Now, she realized, it was more important than ever to keep Delaana happy. The rest of these men were morons, more suited to busting other people's heads open than using their own. But not Delaana. She might not have been book-smart, but Liara could see the craftiness in her eyes. An asari doesn't get to be in charge of a group of trained thugs like these just by shaking her ass and winking at them. If Liara said one wrong word, betrayed any hint that something was going on, their escape plan was sunk.

"Shepard and Miranda have their parts to play, horrible as they may be," Liara thought to herself. "And now I've got mine, too."
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They were called to the mess hall not long after that, Glyph leading them on the now-familiar route. Liara brought the datapad with her, expecting her summons from Delaana after the meal.

Once they were seated in their usual positions – Shepard and Miranda together and Liara off by herself – it was Solvitis who brought in their meals. A tray with two plates put down in front of Shepard and Miranda, and then Liara's separate plate in front of her.

While they ate, Liara snuck glances at the turian guard. Could she really trust him? His story seemed genuine, but there was something strange. She didn't get to be where she had been on Illium without learning how to read people, and Solvitis had definitely been holding something back when he'd told the story of his C-Sec days. But why would he lie? Was it because the whole thing was a fake, or was it something else?

"Hey!" Solvitis suddenly barked out, and Liara flinched. "What the hell are you staring at?"

"Nothing," Liara quickly said, returning her gaze to the plate in front of her. Like Solvitis had requested, she played the part of the obedient, defeated slave.

She heard Solvitis's footsteps approaching, and he yanked away the chair opposite Liara's and stood opposite her at the table. "You thinking about trying something, huh, bitch?" he snarled at her. "Thinking about using those biotics on me?"

"I wasn't," Liara quickly answered.

"Good, because I think you know what would happen if you did. But just in case, let me explain to you just what I'd do to you and your little human friends if you tried a stunt like that." Leaning over the table and getting right in her face, he whispered. "Look scared, act like I'm threatening you."

Liara widened her eyes, gaping her mouth open at the threats that Solvitis was pretending to deliver.

"So... whatever the Broker is, he's obviously a big son of a bitch, if what he's got between his legs is any indication" Solvitis muttered softly. "Makes me wonder if we two and my team are even gonna be enough to take him out. What exactly is he, some kind of... never mind. If you talk, it's going to give away what's going on."

While still maintaining her fearful expression, Liara quietly grabbed the datapad that she had laid on the chair next to her. Pulling up a blank page, she typed quickly, without breaking eye contact with Solvitis, and laid the pad back onto the chair, in a place where Solvitis could see it but it would be out of range of the camera pivoting back and forth in the corner.

"A YAHG. GIANT PREDATOR SPECIES. 8 FEET TALL, PARTIALLY ARMORED SKIN. VERY DANGEROUS."

Solvitis slipped from his villain character for just a second, chuckling. "Crafty," he whispered to her in admiration. "Guess I should have figured it would have been something like that, to defeat the legendary Commander Shepard. Hey!" he suddenly shouted. "Are you listening to me, bitch?"

Liara frantically nodded. Her fear was only partially faked; even though she knew that Solvitis was on their side, or at least was claiming to be, having a shouting turian right in your face was still a terrifying experience.

"Look, I managed to pull some strings to get put on guard duty for you ladies today," Solvitis whispered. "But I'm afraid it might be a while before I can be in here again. Like I said, I'm working on an escape plan, but it's gonna take time. So, I'm afraid Bowers and the rest of them will be..."

Grabbing the datapad, Liara typed again and returned the message back to the chair.

"I UNDERSTAND. WE APPRECIATE WHAT YOU'RE DOING."

"Don't thank me yet," Solvitis muttered. He started to stand up straight, but paused as Liara began typing another message.

"WHAT AREN'T YOU TELLING ME?"

"You think I'm joking?" Solvitis snarled at her, moving his face to within inches of hers. "You think you can play games with me?"

Liara shook her head. There was something in Solvitis's eyes at that moment, an anger that wasn't entirely faked.

"Look, it's not important," Solvitis hissed at her quietly. "Just keep..."
The door to the mess hall suddenly slid open. "Hey, Solly, what the fuck?" snarled Grell, the batarian walking over to the two humans. "I agree to trade mess hall duty with you, and you're spending the whole time just snarling at the asari bitch? Shit, by now I would have thought you'd be buried to the hilt in one of these fine pieces of ass."

Solvitis turned toward Grell, putting that aggressive snarl back into his voice. "I was about to. Was just educating the good doctor here on all the nasty things I was gonna make her precious girlfriend do to me. So clear out, huh?"

"Shit, last I checked, you turians only had one prick," Grell said. Leaning down behind Miranda, he reached around to roughly grab her tits. "And I think this little human supremacist bitch is just aching for some stiff batarian cock. Ain't that right?"

Staring down at her plate of olive-colored slop, Grell's fingers gripping her breasts hard enough to leave bruises, Miranda nodded. "I... I want your cock," she said, her face filled with shame. "I want you to fuck me."

Grell let out a snarling laugh. "I knew it. Always the same with human slaves: they'll whimper and cry for a while, but eventually they all end up begging for it." Glancing over Miranda's shoulder at Shepard, he removed one hand from her tit to point over at Solvitis. "How about you go give my buddy a good time, you murdering bitch? While I show your friend here what she's been missing out on with all these pathetic humans fucking her."

As Shepard rose numbly to her feet, and Grell started unzipping his pants, Solvitis started to look uncomfortable. He looked back at Liara, his eyes filled with an apology for what he knew was about to come.

Sinking to her knees, Shepard slowly unfastened Solvitis's belt. His pants fell to the floor, and Solvitis sat back on the edge of the table, inches away from where Liara's plate was resting.

"Y...yeah," Solvitis loudly encouraged Shepard, with the slightest of tremors in his voice. "Do it to me, baby."

But Liara could see that his penis hadn't emerged from its sheath. A look of panic was starting to show in Solvitis's eyes, as he stared down at Shepard kneeling between his legs and stroking a thumb against the thin gap in the plating covering his manhood.

From the other table, Liara could hear the wet smacking of lips, as Miranda bobbed her head on Grell's green shaft. His sharp teeth bared in a grin, Grell looked over at Solvitis and barked out a laugh. "What's the matter, Solly?" he asked. "Feeling a little inadequate over there?"

"Hey, the best things in life are worth waiting for," Solvitis awkwardly joked. Meanwhile, Shepard's attempts to arouse Solvitis had managed to cause the head of his cock to emerge from his plating. Shepard looked up at him and gave him a weak smile.

"Come on," she quietly said to him, trying not to be heard over the sounds of Miranda sucking and Grell groaning. "Get that cock hard for me, Solvitis. Don't want anybody getting suspicious, do we?" Sticking out her tongue, she flicked it up and down the blue tip of the turian's manhood.

Solvitis's eyes squeezed shut, and his long, ridged manhood seemed to almost erupt from between his legs. Shepard wasted no time taking the alien cock into her mouth, Solvitis letting out strained groans as Shepard's lips and tongue went to work on his shaft.

"Ha! Look at the little whore suck!" Grell observed. Placing a hand on Miranda's forehead, he lightly pushed her away from his cock. "Alright, human, enough foreplay. Come over here..."

Liara could hear low growls of arousal coming from Solvitis, as Shepard lavished attention on his shaft. Watching it, Liara felt something building inside her. A strange sensation that it took her a while to identify.

Jealousy.
"Oooh, you're getting so hard," Shepard softly said, as she stroked up and down the turian's shaft. "You going to put this thing inside me, huh? I know you want to. You want to fuck me so hard, don't you?"

Intellectually, Liara knew what Shepard was doing. If Solvitis was going to keep his cover, he was going to need to make use of the "slaves" just as much as the others did. So Shepard was trying to help him keep his identity secret the only way she could: by getting him off as quickly as possible. Liara was sure that Shepard didn't mean any of the things that she was saying.

But that didn't make it any less painful to hear Shepard softly urging Solvitis, vulgarly describing what she wanted the turian to do to her in between working her tongue along the length of his cock. After a few minutes of this, Shepard stood up, gently trading positions with him and hopping up onto the table. Her legs spread, she urged Solvitis forward with a finger, putting a lustful gleam into her eyes.

Solvitis was hesitant at first, but soon Shepard's legs were wrapped around the turian's hips as his dark-blue cock buried itself inside her. The two of them were fucking right in front of Liara on the table, her silverware clattering with every hard thrust of Solvitis's hips. Reaching up, Shepard gripped Solvitis by the fringe and drew his face close to hers. "Fuck me," she quietly urged him. "You feel so good inside me. I want to feel your cum filling me."

Liara had to look away from the obscene display in front of her, but her aside glance immediately fell on the other carnal activity in the mess hall. Grell had taken Miranda's place in her chair, and Miranda was riding on top of him. She let out pained moans as she worked her ass up and down the batarian's shaft, Grell's fingers gripping her behind and encouraging her to ride him harder.

"Yes, yes, yes," Shepard moaned, and it took a second for Liara to realize that she wasn't whispering anymore. "Fuck me! Fill me up with your cum!"

His head snapping back, Solvitis let out a deep growl, his thrusts stopping with his cock completely inside of Shepard. His breath was loud and raspy as he pulled out of Shepard, his limp and satisfied cock receding back into his body. Shepard laid back on the table, panting and coated with sweat. She looked over at Liara, but Liara wouldn't meet her gaze.

"Damn, Solly," Grell said in admiration, Miranda now kneeling between his legs and jerking his prick towards her face. "Guess that bitch finally got sick of blue pussy, huh?"

Solvitis let out a forced laugh. "Yeah, she's definitely turned into an obedient little slut," he said, while he looked at Liara with a silent apology on his face.

"Aw, fuck," Grell moaned, and Miranda opened her mouth to take the batarian's load down her throat. "Just like I said: just gotta show these human bitches their place, and they fall right in line." Once Miranda had sucked up the last drop of his cum, he stood up and tucked away his flaccid member. "I gotta get back on duty. Make sure they finish their meals before taking them back. Strict instruction from the boss. Guess she doesn't want them starving themselves to death or something, I dunno."

Shepard and Miranda returned to their seats, picking up their forks and continuing to eat as if nothing had happened. Liara, meanwhile, turned her head away from them, so they wouldn't see the tears that were forming in her eyes.
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