Chapter 13: Price of Silence [Sombra]
Summary:
Angela comes clean to Commander Morrison and seeks out Sombra in Russia.
Angela walked into Commander Morrison's office, shutting the door before sitting down. She bit her lip as she pulled her tablet from her coat pocket, setting it on the desk.
"Angela?" Jack asked, looking up from his paperwork. "What's wrong?" He could see the change in the doctor's demeanor, her usually upbeat attitude replaced by something sour. "Angela?"
Angela sighed, sliding the tablet over to Jack. "Commander, there's something you need to know," she said. "Everything is on that tablet. From an experiment that I used myself as a test subject for and everything that's happened since."
Jack picked up the tablet, tapping it and opening the first log. He looked over the experiment notes and started listening to the audio logs, each entry making him more and more confused and curious. Once the last was done, he set the tablet down and folded his arms, leaning back in his chair.
"And this is why Amélie LeCroix, Hana Song, Moira O'Deorain, Calamity Ashe, and others have joined Overwatch or come back? Because of…this?" Jack asked. "Your experiment? And why your files have gone missing?"
Angela sighed softly and nodded, her hands clenched in her lab coat. She was embarrassed and disappointed in herself, hating that her work had been stolen and given to God knows who for the right price. "Yes," she said softly. "I know who hacked my terminals, and I'm going to find her and make sure she gets what she deserves. While she tells me what I want to know."
Jack sighed, looking at the tablet before he looked back at Angela. "Angela…you know there will be serious repercussions about this. I can't let this go unpunished. You did illegal genetic experimentation on a human test subject, destroyed one woman's mind even if I do agree that she deserved something for everything she had done, turned several women crazy over you without intent, and…what do you get out of this?" he asked.
Biting her lip, Angela got up and paced the empty space of the office, stopping at the window before leaning against the wall and looking out. "At first, Commander, it was just elation that the HEZG was a success. Honestly, I never had an intention of it getting this far. I knew that animal testing was out of the question, and…I couldn't ask any woman in Overwatch to be a test subject, so I opted to use myself. Everything that's happened since has been an unintended side effect. Hana Song was supposed to be a one time thing, but…like I said in the logs, I got a call from Amélie, and then Lena, finding out about Moira, my trip to Vishkar where I met Satya, and then Ashe. It's spiraled out of my control, and I...short of finding a way to reverse this, I don't know what to do. I've grown accustomed to it, even after having sex with Brigitte in my lab."
"I'm sorry, you did what?" Jack asked.
"Scheisse. I was doing a physical on Brigitte, and she made mention of her lack of luck when it comes to love, and…I offered myself to her for a first time," Angela said softly, folding her arms under her chest as she looked out of the window again. "Commander—"
"Stop," Jack said, holding his hand out. He got up and walked over to Angela, handing her back her tablet. "Find the one responsible for hacking your system, bring them to Overwatch. Hopefully unharmed and unbroken? And we'll see what we can do about restoring your files when they're here. Afterward…then we'll deal with the ethical and professional repercussions of your experiment. Understood?"
Angela nodded softly, putting her tablet back in the pocket. "Yes, Commander," she said. "I'll leave at once. Amélie is going to get ahold of her former companion and let me know where to meet. I'll be leaving as soon as I know." She walked out of the office, shaking her head softly. "Could have been worse." She returned to her room, shutting the door.
Satya looked over as the door shut, Hana on her knees and tied in hard-light constructs. "Angela?" she asked.
"Satya. I didn't think you'd be back today," Angela said, starting to pack. "Where's Ashe?"
"Shower," Hana panted, tongue lolling out of her mouth. "Mmm…she and Satya double-teamed me when she got back. Ashe said…fuck…revenge for making her eat me out while you plowed her." She shivered as Satya dispelled the constructs, falling onto her stomach on the floor. "How'd…mmm…how'd it go with the Commander?"
"You're not in trouble, are you?" Satya asked, her eyes wide.
"Not right now. I will be when I return," Angela said. "I need Amélie to find Sombra. I need to get my files back. And then…I'm going to find a way to reverse this." She zipped up her bag, grabbing a case from the closet and opening it up, her suit sitting inside.
"Reverse what?" Ashe asked, walking out in a towel as she dried her hair. "Angie?"
Angela explained to the three women what happened with Morrison, and her resolve to do away with her cock. "I'm sorry, girls. This is not what I wanted when I started this experiment."
Hana got up and hugged Angela, smiling a bit. "It's alright, Angela. We understand. If that's what you want to do, you know we'll support every step," she said. "Though what happens when we don't have your cum to enjoy anymore?"
Angela sighed softly, patting Hana's ass and squeezing softly. "You'll be able to go back to normal lives. Without the addictive properties, you'll be able to go back to MEKA, return to the Deadlock Gang, back to France, whatever Satya intends. And…I'll be banned from the medical community, blacklisted and unable to work in my field ever again." She smiled softly, kissing Hana's forehead. "I'll be fine, darling. I have money saved up and savings from my parents. I won't want for anything."
Her line of thought was broken as her phone went off, and she grabbed it, seeing Amélie's name on the ID. "Amélie?" she asked, answering the phone.
"Angela. I was able to contact Sombra. She is currently in Moscow, dealing with a "friend" as she says in Volskaya Industries. She says she'll wait for you if you want to leave today."
"I'm already packed. Morrison had a bit to say over this, and I may lose my job and position when this is over, but it is nothing I did not expect. Send me her coordinates and I'll leave at once," Angela said.
"Of course, Cherie. Is there anything I can do?"
"Keep yourself safe. Stay with Lena and Emily until I get back," Angela said. "Goodbye, Amélie." She hung up and stuck her phone back in her pocket, grabbing her bag. "I'll be back tomorrow, girls. It's time for a Russian visitation."
She walked out and headed for the hanger bay, thankful her jet was fueled after each flight. She sat down and set the plane's location, her Omnic pilot nodding as he taxied out and took off.
Angela took her tablet out, tapping the screen and opening a new note, biting her lip as she started to type out.
Dr. Angela Ziegler Personal Logs
February 3, 2078
I'm en route to Moscow, heading for Volskaya Industries. Am élie was able to contact her former companion in Talon, a woman named Sombra. I am terrified about what is going to happen to me after this is mission is over. Everything I have worked for, it's gone down in flames due to my careless nature with my logs.
I came clean to Commander Morrison. Jack was surprisingly calm about everything he listened to in my logs, and listening back to them after the last months, I was surprised at the tone in my own voice. From reckless lust to a sick sense of pride in what I did to Moira…I was disgusted by my own actions. Do I regret the experiment? No. Do I regret the trouble it's caused? Yes.
I will determine what to do with removing my cock and fixing the girls when this is over. I have…honestly grown to love having it, and the fun I have with the girls is something I know that no strap-on could ever give me. Not unless I created a strap-on with sensory capabilities that let me feel what is happening to the dildo. No. Bad Angela. That's the kind of thinking that got you into this mess in the first place.
Fuck. What do I do?
Angela saved her log, shutting the tablet down and setting it off to the side. She turned and laid her head on her bag, stretching out over the couch and sighing as she tried to get some rest. "Perhaps exiling myself is the best option," she muttered, listening to the soft hum of the engines as the plane continued on its path.
Ten hours later, the pilot approached and woke Angela up, the doctor sitting up and rubbing the sleep from her eyes. Deciding to leave her bag, she dug in and grabbed her gun, strapping it to her leg, secretly thankful she was wearing jeans, before she got up and walked off of the jet. Leaving the airport, she hailed a cab and made her way to Volskaya Industries, intent on her plan of action in finding Sombra and making the hacker undo what she'd done to the system.
The taxi stopped and she paid, getting out and seeing the factory in front of her. Angela sighed, walking in and heading for the reception.
"Welcome to Volskaya Industries, Dr. Ziegler. Ms. Volskaya is waiting for you on the fifth floor in the CEO's office," the receptionist said, looking up from her tablet and handing Angela a visitor's pass. "We hope you enjoy your stay."
"Umm…thank you," Angela said, cocking an eyebrow as she pinned the pass to her coat. She headed for the elevator, curiosity surging through her mind as she tapped the button, walking into the elevator and up to the fifth floor. Stepping off, she followed the signs to Katya Volskaya's office, and she knocked on the door.
"Come in!" sounded from the other side of the door, and Angela walked in, shutting it behind her.
Turning to face Ms. Volskaya, Angela was shocked to see the CEO strung up, silk rope around her legs and arms, a gag in her mouth and the steady humming of a vibrator piercing the air, the unmistakable scent of arousal filling Angela's nostrils. "Ms. Volskaya—!"
"Oh, don't worry about my little amiga, Doc. You're here for me, ain't you?" a new voice asked, the chair turning and revealing Sombra, purple highlights shining in the light coming in from the window. "Something about a few sexy little logs?"
"What do you want them for?" Angela asked, walking over to the desk and putting her hands on the marble. "Answer me and maybe you'll get out of this alive."
"Oh, don't be like that," Sombra giggled, hopping up out of the chair and sitting on the desk. "Hacking you was extremely easy. All part of a decent plan, if I do say so. Planted me a little trojan horse in your friend's little pod home in Arizona, and when you started cock-slamming Calamity Ashe, it gave me a chance to rework the program. Your little Echo acted as a backdoor into your computer when I saw you fucking the brain out of the Calamity, and I knew I had to get me some of that."
"So why not just approach?" Angela asked. "If you're so damned cock hungry?"
"Because it's a lot more fun for me to toy with my targets and have my way with them before I get my payment," Sombra said with a smile. "Now. I'll restore your computer with a drive that you just plug in. Here." She dug into her pocket and pulled out a thumb drive, handing it to Angela. "Just plonk that into your computer and it'll erase the hack and restore everything."
Angela eyed the drive, tucking it into her pocket. "And in exchange?" she asked.
Sombra grinned, shrugging her purple jacket off and shifting her position. She lowered herself to her elbows, reaching out and putting her hand on Angela's bulge, stroking the doctor softly. "I want you to fuck my brains out like you did little Ms. Ashe. Fuck me a couple times and we'll call it square." Her fingers flicked to Angela's zipper, fingers teasing the cock inside its confinement. Sombra reached down and pulled her shirt off, stiff nipples being tugged by the fabric as she tossed it aside. "We'll just have to be quick about it because I called a friend to find Katya and have some fun with two people when I'm here."
Licking her lips, Angela took in the sight of Sombra's caramel skin, her cock aching against her panties, eager to breathe and claim another throat. Cocking her eyebrow, Angela undid her belt and set her gun to the side, her pants sliding down her legs. "I won't fuck your brain out. I don't need a second pet like I did to Moira," she said, reaching into her panties and pulling her cock out, the shaft already hardening as it hit the air. "You know what to do, don't you?"
Sombra smiled, flipping onto her back and laying her head over the edge of the desk. "Face fuck me, Doc. Shove that fuck stick down my throat and make me choke on it," she said, opening her mouth as her tongue lolled out.
Angela smiled down at Sombra, watching Katya shaking as an orgasm ripped through her body. "Seems our captive audience wants to watch as well," she said, lining her cock up with Sombra's mouth. She slid her tip in, moaning as the other woman started sucking. She pushed deeper into Sombra's mouth, hitting the back of her throat before she leaned down and grabbed Sombra's tits for leverage. "Mmm…you have such soft tits." She tugged the nipples, making Sombra moan out and start sucking harder, Angela's hips picking up some speed.
Sombra moaned around Angela's cock, kicking her boots off and working on her own jeans as she felt the blonde doctor fucking her face. She undid her jeans and kicked them off, dipping her fingers into her pussy and starting to masturbate, licking the tip of Angela's cock as it pulled out of her throat. She coughed as Angela left her throat, and she smiled, looking up at the other woman. "Mmm…you have good taste. Can't wait to get a mouthful of that cum, Angel." She leaned up and captured the head again, going back to work.
Angela moaned, thrusting into Sombra's face and feeling her balls slap the other woman in the face. She kept her grip on Sombra's tits, a wicked idea in her mind. She pulled out of Sombra's lips, stepping away.
Sombra whined, her fingers stilling in her own pussy. "Doc, what the hell!? I wanted to cum sucking your cock."
"You will," Angela said, grabbing Sombra by the arm and yanking her off of the desk before she swept the desktop clean. She threw her jacket to the floor, top and bra following before laying on the desk. "Take off your panties and sit on my face. Get back to work sucking my cock."
Sombra grinned, shucking her panties to the side before she climbed up and sat on Angela's face, the blonde's hands wrapping around her thighs before she dove back onto Angela's cock. She moaned happily, tongue swirling around the shaft in her mouth.
Angela grabbed Sombra's hips and dragged her down, tongue sliding into the other woman. She moaned against Sombra's pussy, feeling the other woman's tongue around her shaft. "Fuck," she moaned, thrusting her hips up. She sucked on Sombra's clit, tongue probing into her pussy rapidly.
"Fuck!" Sombra moaned around Angela's cock. She pulled off and moaned, grinding against Angela's face. "Shit, Doc…you know how to eat pussy…" She dove back down onto Angela's shaft, moaning as the tip hit her throat.
Angela lifted Sombra's hips and licked her lips. "Having eaten several in the last months, sometimes multiple times a day, I should damn well better know how," she said, shoving three fingers into the woman above her. "Now…it's time to fuck you." She pushed Sombra off of her, standing up before moving around the desk. "Tell me. What are you going to do after I fuck you?"
Sombra shifted and laid on her back, spreading her legs and toying with her pussy slowly, fingers dipping in as her thumb teased her clit. "After you cum all in my pussy, I'll leave you alone. I won't hack anything else that you've got," she said, moaning as Angela started teasing her slowly. "I promise, Doc. Now, please…please fuck my little pussy!"
Angela smirked, pushing into Sombra and feeling the other woman's legs wrap around her waist. "Fuck, you're tight. I like that," she said, looking down and smiling. She started thrusting her hips, reaching down and pinching Sombra's nipples, making the hacker moan out.
Rolling her hips, Sombra did her best to keep up with Angela's thrusts. Her pussy was on fire, the desire to cum filling her head. She pushed up against Angela, the doctor tugging on her tits. "Oh, fuck…yes…" she moaned, dropping a hand to her clit.
Dragging Sombra to the edge of the desk, Angela picked up speed in her thrusts, Sombra's moans filling her ears and sounding like the sweetest music. "Show you what happens…to women who fuck with me…" she growled, pulling out and flipping Sombra over, pressing her chest to the desk.
"Mmm…Doc…? What're you—AH!" Sombra yelped, feeling Angela plunge back into her pussy. She moaned as the doctor smacked her ass, and she bit her lip. "Shit…"
Angela reached down and grabbed Sombra's arms, using the leverage to start fucking her faster. She gripped both arms in one hand before leaning down and moving Sombra's leg up onto the desk, allowing her to thrust deeper. "Your pussy is nice and tight," she said, licking her lips and moaning as she thrust.
Sombra panted, her tongue lolling out of her mouth as she felt Angela pushing deeper into her pussy. Her eyes rolled back in her head, moaning out. "Oh, fuck, fuck…!" she screamed out, cumming around Angela. "Santa madre de dios…"
Angela grinned, smacking Sombra's ass again and thrusting faster. She pushed her thumb into the other woman's ass, Sombra moaning as she did. Angela felt her own body tensing up, gripping Sombra's ass and slamming into her again. "Want my cum, you little slut?" she asked.
"Si! Si! Cum in my little pussy!" Sombra moaned. "Cum in me, please!"
Angela slammed into Sombra, driving as hard as she could. She wrapped a hand around Sombra's throat, pushing into her one last time, bottoming out. She moaned out as she felt herself cum, filling Sombra's pussy, the other woman cumming again. "Fuck…you are tight around my cock. You love it, don't you?'
"Oh, yes…yes, give me more!" Sombra moaned, trying to move back against Angela.
Angela pulled out of Sombra, the caramel skinned woman dropping down and taking the cock in her mouth. She wrapped her hand in Sombra's hair, thrusting into her mouth and feeling her cock harden again. "Oh, you little slut…you like my cock," she moaned.
Sombra giggled and moaned, taking Angela's cock deeper into her mouth. "Mmmhmm…mmm…" she moaned.
Angela smiled, moaning softly. "Fuck," she moaned. She looked over as a knock sounded on the door, Sombra's eyes going wide. "Your second friend?"
Sombra nodded, pulling off of Angela's cock and licking it clean. "Yes," she said, looking over as the door opened, peeking her head over the desk.
Aleksandra Zaryanova, a former Russian Olympic level athlete and powerlifter, walked into the room. "Ms. Volskaya, you summoned—" she started. She stopped, her eyes wide as she saw Katya strung up, eyes rolling back in her head as she continued to cum, Sombra on her knees and Angela naked except for her stockings and heels. "What the hell is going on in here?!"
Angela blinked, looking down at Sombra and back to Zarya. "Fuck."