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A Slave... Or A Pet	By : NakedOwlMan Category: +M through R > Mass Effect Views: 94306 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 2
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This is a fill to a prompt on the Mass Effect Kink Meme. Original prompt at http://masseffectkink.livejournal.com/5736.html?thread=25208168&#t25208168

It wasn't supposed to happen like this.

Liara gasped, feeling her side where one of the Shadow Broker's shots had penetrated her armor. She only had one heatsink left, and she imagined Shepard was running low, also.

The fearsome yahg let out a roar of anger as it charged toward Liara. Too slow, she tried to dodge out of the way, but she soon felt three powerful fingers close around her throat.

"No!" Anna Shepard cried out, as the Shadow Broker turned to dangle Liara helplessly in front of her.

"You have lost, Shepard," the yahg said in his deep, intimidating voice. "Drop your weapon now, or I'll break this weakling's neck and you can watch her die."

"Don't..." Liara struggled for breath, her fingers clawing fruitlessly at the yahg's tough skin. "Don't do it, Shepard! He'll just kill us all anyway! Just keep fighting..."

For a second, Liara hoped that Shepard would keep up the fight. But the hardened human commander tossed down her weapon, scowling up at the Broker with defeat in her eyes. "Fine. Just don't hurt her."

"The Normandy," the Broker said. "If you value your companion's life, send it away, out of the system."

Liara tried to shake her head, only to feel the hideous alien's firm grip tighten again.

"Joker," Shepard said as she opened up a comm link to the Normandy. "We... we've won. The Shadow Broker is dead."

"Nice work, Commander," said Joker's voice over the comm link. "I'll send a shuttle over to pick you up."

Shepard winced, her eyes fearfully locked on Liara as she struggled to keep her voice steady. "No, Joker. Liara and I... we want to take some time to catch up. Why don't you take the Normandy back to the Osun system, get us resupplied. We'll be here when you get back."

"Roger that, Commander. You two lovebirds have fun," he genially finished the call.

Shepard hung her head. "The Normandy's gone. Now please, just- GAH!"

"No!" Liara cried out as Shepard jolted and fell. Behind her, an info drone hovered.

"The intruder has been pacified," the glowing orb helpfully informed its master. "Do you need assistance with anything else?"

"This location has been compromised. Set a course for Site 2, maximum speed. By the time the Normandy returns, we will be long gone from this place," the Shadow Broker intoned, as his grip tightened around Liara's neck, cutting off her windpipe. "And no, Dr. T'Soni. I am not going to kill all of you. You deserve a far worse fate than oblivion. Enjoy your unconsciousness while it lasts. The world you wake up to will be much more painful."

Liara felt herself blacking out, and the last thing she felt before everything went dark was being tossed to the floor.

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When she awoke, the first thing she felt was cool air across her skin. She opened her eyes to find herself staring at a cold metal security door, secured tightly.

"Hey, are you okay?" said Shepard's voice, and the sound of it soothed Liara's nerves, just a little. Shepard was alive.

When she rolled over to face the Commander, she saw that Shepard's armor and clothing had been stripped off her. While Liara was no stranger to the enticing curves and faded scars of Shepard's naked body, to see her in a state like this in their current circumstances felt obscene to her.

Looking down, Liara saw that she had been subjected to the same debasement. But then she noticed the feeling of cold steel against her skin. Reaching up a hand, she felt a heavy ring around her neck. Looking back up at Shepard, she saw that some sort of electronic collar was around the Commander's neck, also.

"We've got to find a way out of here," said a voice behind Liara. Rising up to a sitting position, she turned to see Miranda Lawson, recovered from the attack that had knocked her unconscious just before their failed struggle with the Shadow Broker. Liara quickly averted her eyes, but not before seeing that Miranda was in a similar state as the other two women: naked, except for an electronic collar around her neck.
Getting a look at her surroundings, Liara saw that they were being held in an empty room, probably about 15 by 15 feet. Most likely some sort of storage area that had been converted into an impromptu cell. There was no furniture at all, simply bare walls, and all of them were forced to sit on the bare metal floor.

"If you are all awake," said a familiar, chilling voice, and Liara turned to see a vidscreen switch on, showing the Shadow Broker's hideous face. "Allow me to explain your current circumstances."
"Those collars around your neck are filled with enough explosives to remove your heads completely from your bodies. I know that, the noble types that you are, threatening you with death for any resistance would be pointless, so the rules are as follows: you will follow any command that I or one of my associates gives you from this point forward. You will not resist, you will not hesitate, and you will not speak in my presence unless told to speak. If you break any of these rules, I will detonate the collars of one of your companions. If you resist again, the other will die. A third time, and none of you will live to resist further."

The Shadow Broker continued his pronouncements. "If you are thinking of escape, allow me to explain why such thoughts are futile. There is no key to the collars around your neck. You will wear them until you die, one way or the other. Any attempts to cut the collars will cause them to detonate. If you move outside of the designated radius of my ship, they will detonate. There is no way to escape me."

Liara started to speak, to question what the Broker was going to do to them, but then remembered his words about not speaking without permission. She hated it, but she had to play by his rules, or one of her friends would pay the price.

"Commander Shepard," said the Broker, as the door to the cell slid open, and the info drone from before hovered inside. "You will follow Glyph. If you deviate from your course, or if anyone else exits the cell, then one of you will pay the price."

Numbly, Shepard rose to her feet, and walked behind the glowing orb as it led her to the right and out of the cell. As soon as she was out of sight, the door slid shut again.

Liara fought the urge to weep. This was all her fault. She had led Shepard into this. In trying to save one of her friends, she had doomed them all. What had the Broker done with Feron, she wondered, even though she already knew the answer. "Feron has served his purpose: the bait in the Broker's trap. Most likely he's already been disposed of."

Miranda moved forward as Liara began to sob. "Hey, don't worry," the dark-haired human consoled her. "Shepard's going to get us out of here."

"But how?" Liara choked out. "We have no weapons, no way to call for help. We have our biotics, but that wouldn't be enough to take down that thing. There's no escape for us."

"The Normandy will find us," Miranda said as she wrapped her arms around the weeping asari. "Or Shepard will come up with some sort of plan. You've got to trust that everything's going to be alright."

"Hope," said the Broker's voice, and Liara realized that he'd been listening to them this whole time. "I can assure you that such emotions will not trouble you very soon." On the screen, Liara saw that Shepard had followed the info drone back to the Broker's office. "Now then, Dr. T'Soni. I will show you what your futile resistance has earned you... and the ones you love."

The camera zoomed out as the Broker stood from his desk. Liara felt her breath catch in her throat, her skin going cold as she saw the massive alien begin to unfasten its clothing. Shepard obviously knew what was coming, and despite all her attempts to put on a courageous face, Liara knew enough about her lover to see the fear in her eyes, even through a vidscreen.

Before long, the massive yahg was naked. As its massive, slimy tongue lolled out of its mouth, Liara watched in disgust as the beast's giant phallus emerged from its crotch. Liara hadn't studied the yahg extensively, but she knew enough about their biology to have learned about their large, retractable penises. She never would have thought to have seen one in person like this, and certainly not about to be used on the woman she loved.

Standing in front of Shepard, the Broker presented his huge cock, dripping with no-doubt foul smelling fluids. "On your knees, Shepard," the Broker intoned. "Service me, or I promise you that your friends will die."
Liara wanted to vomit as she saw Shepard slowly lower herself to the floor. Shepard fought to keep from gagging as she extended her tongue to lap at the veiny, throbbing organ in front of her. The disgust on her face was plain, but she continued to kiss and lick at the grotesque beast's cock.

"No," Liara moaned, silently trying to will Shepard into resisting. Figuring out some way, any way to fight back. She didn't care about her own life anymore at this point; death would be preferable to watching the woman she loved be used like this.

"Your attempts are inadequate, Shepard," the Shadow Broker sternly informed her. "Please try harder, for the sake of your companion, and your lover."

Reaching up, Shepard began stroking her hands up and down the yahg's shaft, her fingers barely managing to reach around half of its girth. While she feverisly stroked, she also doubled her efforts at licking the alien's cock. Her eyes were wide and desperate, filled with fear for the other two women back in the cell.

"Rrrrrr... rrraagh!" the Shadow Broker finally let out a groan after what seemed like hours, and Shepard was struck in the face with a massive spurt of foul yellow semen. Shepard lost her grip on the Broker's cock as it jerked and sprayed her with the beast's rancid seed. By the time it was done, Shepard's face and breasts were covered in the Broker's cum.

"A barely satisfactory effort, Shepard," the Shadow Broker said, as he grabbed the base of his cock and wiped the tip of it across Shepard's lips, Shepard struggling not to vomit as the last drops of the Broker's load were forced into her mouth. "Glyph will lead you to a place to clean yourself, and then back to your cell. Be ready for when I call for your services again; I cannot promise it will be as painless as this encounter was."

Her whole body shaking, whether in rage or disgust Liara wasn't sure, Shepard rose to her feet and followed the info drone out of the range of the camera, a trail of yellow cum dripping behind her as she went.

"She'll find a way," Miranda said again, but the hope that had been in her voice before was dampened. "Shepard will find us a way out of here."
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