Those words destroyed her, set her veins on fire, her heart was going to thrust through her chest at any moment now. Her azure was truly alive for the first time. The anticipation of touch lingered deep in her belly, a molten hot pool of arousal - a shiver racked through her entire frame. Overcome with exhausted, confused desire, Liara fell to her knees, her pretty, tear-smeared face pointed downward.
Her body had become completely unfamiliar to her, an alien. As well as her mind. Which decisions, feelings, were truly Liara? None of them?
All of them?
She wanted to scream and sob all at once. Instead she just stayed on her knees. Her body was crying out, her mind - all because of the pirate's silken words: "Only a little while longer. When we make it to my room... you're gonna drain my cock while you meld with me, slut."
She was going to destroy Liara's innocence, force Liara to show the rawest parts of herself. And Liara wanted it, her azure did, her filthy body and mind.
Shepard knelt, putting one big hot hand on her shoulder, stroking the delicate blue skin there. "Poor thing, so exhausted. But I'm not finished with you yet, Liara. Get up."
"Y-yes Shepard, right away," Liara whispered desperately, trying to force herself off her knees. But when she did manage to make it to her feet she felt a rush of wetness, heat, and the ointment smeared on her folds seemed to flare up, her entire sex screaming to be touched. She nearly fell again, but Shepard quickly caught her, gathering her up in her arms.
Felt so safe here. And Shepard smelled so good. So sweaty and hungry for her. On instinct, when Shepard touched her face, she nuzzled, opened her big blues, and stared at her tormentor. "Forgive me," she cried. "Forgive me, I-I can't!"
Shepard's crimson eyes spread wide as she took in the delicious sight of Liara T'soni pressing her face into her hand, as if a cat purring up at its owner. Those cerulean portals shining with tears, desire, were open and honest enough to fall into. She jerked her hand away almost violently, pushed Liara off, and forced her to stand on her own.
"Enough of the tears! What the Hell is wrong with you?" Shepard chastised roughly, Liara wept, and her body shook with her sobs. "Liara! You're fine, I've hardly done anything to you!"
"I think I'm going to lose my mind. I can't think, can't do anything."
"Of course you can."
"What you put on me - it's making it impossible to function!"
"Not impossible. I've used it on plenty of asari before, and they all came through it relatively fine. Sure, a few broke along the way but I have faith in you, Liara. You're a strong, moral asari, isn't that why you stood up to me when your foolish friend refused to submit?"
Liara flinched. There was scattered laughter. Liara met the eyes of her mother. Benezia nodded once, in the direction of the Shepard.
Matriarch Benezia's eyes said it all: Just do it. Please her. Do whatever you must.
"It's just a little orange gel," Shepard said in a mocking voice. "If this is breaking you it just means you and I are not a match, Liara. That I cannot allow you to be mine. So get up. I'm not going easy on you. You're going to work, you're going to prove yourself, do you understand me?"
Liara nodded, shaky, barely managing to keep herself upright.
Shepard stepped away, and smiled wide. "No need to spend anymore time here," The biotic warrior gestured around at the cargo bay. She stared at Miranda and Ashley, and nodded toward the line of slaves. "Gather them up. I'm bringing Liara to the Sapphire Den."
The what?
Immediately following orders, the armored Ashley, as well as a small group of rifle-bearing men, approached the already entrapped asaris. Benezia was completely compliant. Liara was proud of her mother. The last thing she saw as Shepard guided her out of the room was her mother's distinct, cold face, staring towards her.
She knew her mother would only be disappointed if she didn't do what needed to be done.
For a brief period, and for the first time, Liara and Shepard were alone. The human dragged her along the brightly lit corridor of her ship with an impatient energy, expression unreadable, voice barking.
"Come on, keep up."
"Yes Shepard. I-I'm just so exhausted…."
"Once you and I fuck, once I show your sisters their worth, break you in, you won't have to perform in front of everyone anymore. I meant it… once this is over I'm bringing you to my chambers. Don't ruin this for yourself. I won't hesitate to kill you if you pull something, and I won't hesitate to discard you if I lose interest."
The Shepard turned her handsome face away, continuing to jerk Liara along, faster now.
Liara tried to keep track of where they were going, it wasn't hard to trace the path in her mind, they only took a few lefts, rights, went down some steps, and then they took an elevator. It took forever to come up, but soon they were on the way down to the lower levels of Shepard's ship.
"What is the Sapphire Den?"
"It's where you lowlife asaris entertain us. But don't look so frightened. You'll get to feel good too. It's not so bad."
The asari whispered softly: "After this, it'll be just the two of us? Do you promise?"
The human froze. What did a promise mean? She could lie and force Liara to perform for hours anyways. She could change her mind. She had all the power in the world… and yet she nodded. Her heart raced in her frigid, empty chest.
"Sure. I promise, Liara."
Liara glanced around, face twitching as she tilted her head.
"Ah, you hear the music. That's why we keep you on the lower levels. Otherwise my crew wouldn't get any sleep. This area is also where the gambling pit is, the athletics room, all of which you'll learn for yourself eventually. The rest of the areas on this level are closed off to you - don't bother trying to get inside. You can't, not without my permission, or one of my officers."
As they approached a specific door at the end of the hallway the music grew much, much louder. It was a familiar kind of music, the thumping erratic sort common at adult-themed parties everywhere, among many races and perfect for dancing, celebrating, and most forms of excitement/entertainment.
"We're here." Shepard confirmed.
Liara recognized the Sapphire Den for what it was the moment the door unsealed and they stepped into the vast, hot room. It reminded her of the many nightclubs back on Thessia. A tacky, lush carpet underneath a lot of the furniture, and the type of furniture that was scattered here and there was very obviously there to serve a specific purpose.
The speakers weren't the only source of music, depending on who you asked.
"Y-Yes, yes," An asari was whimpering on the couch directly to the left of the entrance. She was a plump, big-breasted sort. There was something familiar about her, and of course she wore the neckpiece that they all did which rendered an asari's innate powers moot. She was on her hands and knees, and the human woman behind her was gripping her hips almost viciously, pounding into her glistening sex.
She wasn't the only one, just the loudest at the moment. There were asari everywhere, servicing human crewmen, and Liara's eyes widened when she recognized krograns too. It was a nightmare, this chorus of sex… the sapphire-colored walls felt like a mockery, a reflection of herself.
Shepard led her to an empty chamber at the back of the room, a small hallway leading them there. The room they stepped into was spacious, dark, the music here a little quieter. Elegant couches were scattered here and there, and a pale blue light filtered in from the ceiling, the only source of illumination. The couches were violet, round, they hugged the corners of the room, and at the center of the room was a huge table made of glass, covered in all kinds of different things.
Some Liara recognized, some she didn't, but one didn't need to know what these objects were to recognize their purpose. They were sex tools, various different forms of bondage, machines.
"This is my personal area in the Sapphire Den," Shepard explained. "Despite what it may seem like, I do value my privacy. How do you like it?"
It was terrifying. A sex dungeon, anyone could see that.
"It's fine."
The human just chuckled, and began to get completely undressed. With a heavy sigh she splayed her naked form out on the couch at the back-center of the room, relaxing on the comfortable cushions, pulling a pillow over to tuck under her neck. She crossed her tattooed arms lazily behind her head, her red eyes half-lidded. She looked like a carved statue: her beautiful, dark body with muscles like stone and steel begging to be licked and worshiped, lap waiting for Liara to climb into, chest perfect to curl up against. In the dim blue lighting, Shepard's tattoos seemed to glow cerulean. She beckoned toward her lower half, where her thick, long cock was draped across the length of her inner thigh.
"Come. You've rested long enough."
"What do you want me to do?"
Shepard beckoned to the twitching, stiff organ between her legs. "You're going to service me. You'll ride my cock, and once I'm satisfied I'll let the rest of your sisters go… like I said, once we're finished, I'll bring you to my room. And you can rest."
Rest! Privacy… alone time with the Shepard. She couldn't fuck this up.
She'd show Shepard just what she was capable of. As sensually as possible, adding an extra roll to her hips, Liara closed the distance, and lowered herself onto the human. Shepard grunted in approval, and used both hands to push Liara's thighs apart. She forced Liara's crotch against hers with a dark grin, impatience showing in her violent motions.
There was the sound of a door unsealing, and Ashley and Miranda marched into Shepard's private room with the fourteen other asari, including Liara's mother. Liara watched from her position on the back couch as they were directed to sit around the room, the humans perched on various stools, on the couches with the other asari, or otherwise standing.
Nobody said it out loud, but it was much more comfortable here than in the cold cargo bay, even if they were still under the watch of four of Shepard's deadly crew, the bald "Jack" being the most loud and crude of them all.
"Come on. Do it. Don't stop just because we have an audience."
Benezia offered her the tiniest of nods.
"O-okay," Liara whispered, voice raspy, throat still feeling terribly dry from the blowjob a few minutes before.
Her head throbbed, vision blurry with the start of tears. The blue alien winced as she tried to obey, her virgin entrance slick as can be but not slick enough for easy penetration, at least not something so huge. Even just the head was so big, so broad - at least an inch wide, eight long.
So much to fit inside her. Would it?
Clutching Shepard's abdomen, palms flat on her mesh-covered chest, Liara wiggled her hips and sank downward, grinding her sopping wet slit against the stiff tip. It wouldn't fit in even after three attempts, the muscles of her azure tense, refusing to yield.
"Feels good. But I said to put it in, not tease me. Hurry up, Liara."
Three words had never been so terrifying. She wasn't trying to be a tease!
"I-I'm sorry!"
Spreading her thighs, she grabbed Shepard's cock, and began to push it into her unused, soaked entrance – it took a few attempts before she managed to relax her azure enough to take it in, but as Shepard's cock penetrated her she was filled with an instantaneous, full-body relief. It was like an inferno passed through her, and those red eyes didn't help, making all the heat so much worse.
Her belly tingled, juices cascading down her thighs. The orange ointment made every inch of flesh that brushed her delicate inner walls feel amazing, almost like an itch getting scratched. Some asari's claimed getting penetrated by anything large hurt, but that was not her experience with Shepard. It was pure ecstasy for the untouched asari, as was the feeling of Shepard's demanding, calloused hands on her body, sliding across her flesh. It felt like their bodies had the perfect chemistry.
The asari slowly rocked into the slaver, one hand clasped over her mouth, eyes wide. A slick, nasty noise flooded the air as she sank down, breathing heavily, her baby-blue eyes shooting wide with terror as her cunt greedily swallowed three more inches of the human slaver. She was so absurdly soaked, and everyone present could see it, hear it.
Was this really it? She was property? How did it come to this? Was she going to get fucked by this evil, despicable human and enjoy it? What had she done to deserve this, what had the Asari done to deserve anything that was done to them? Of course, she knew. The horror of it all… it was enough to make one a masochist in every way, even outside the physical.
That handsome face beneath hers, those seemingly all-seeing eyes: it was so thrilling. She wanted to work herself all the way down, her every instinct screamed at her to do so. Instead, she fought that pull - that wasn't her, that was whatever had been smeared on her azure. She focused on maintaining her self-control, focused on the simplistic image of herself as a good, honest asari, just trying to survive. 'It'll be over soon. I just have to please her. All I have to do is-'
Her thoughts were silenced as The Shepard grinned and jerked her hips up into the air, forcibly stretching her. "Really taking your time, huh? Unacceptable. Take my fucking dick, don't act like a prude, we both know you've been run through by countless other humans," Coupled with those cruel words… another thrust, a roll of her hips.
'I-It feels so good, I-I can't think… please…' - "Please don't say such things to me," Liara whispered, "I-I can't stand it."
"Most people hate to hear the truth," The Shepard said softly, striking her behind. "But so be it. I'll be a little nicer. Heh, so mouthy and innocent, pleading like it's your first time - I can't believe anyone would trade you." She flashed her pale teeth, "I think I'll keep you until I grow bored of you."
Bored of her? Her heart withered. Why-why did slavers have to treat the asari they put under their boots like this? She'd never liked any of the pirates that owned her or her mom, but she despised going ship to ship even more - as each time she risked losing her mother. More than that though, she wanted permanence. Needed it. Going ship to ship, owner to owner - it did something to a person. Not even worth keeping around as a slave.
Saren had felt permanent - Saren had almost felt safe. He never touched her, never so much as looked at her, and never let anybody else do so either. Just wanted her mother, and Benezia had given him everything he wanted and more, but then she'd pushed too far.
She dripped all over. Liara groaned in agonized bliss as the human's dick stirred up her slick heat. "Hurry it up or I'll make you take the whole thing in one thrust."
If Shepard did that she'd probably lose her mind, but it'd almost be a relief. Then, she wouldn't have to do all the work herself. Liara fluttered her eyelashes, full purple lips pulling into a pleading pout. When she pushed her shoulders forward slightly, her naked chest was emphasized, her full blue breasts as well as the stiff twin peaks.
Her efforts were rewarded. Shepard's eyes ate up every inch of her upper body. Her breasts had a thin layer of speckle spots just like her face. She saw the human's eye tracing them as if they were a constellation.
This was how Benezia did it.
"I-I'm sorry… I'm really trying my best," she murmured, staring hard with her ocean-blues.
A moment of hesitation. The Shepard's hips twitched, and her fists clenched.
Was she trying to control herself?
"Uh huh. Like I believe it, fucking tease. Never been in an asari slave so wet for me on the first pass and you don't know how to ride a dick?"
"I-I haven't done it…."
"Mhm. You love this, don't you? Need the good girl act to escape the guilt?" One calloused hand brushed her cheek, stroking along her delicate jawline. "You won't answer. But your azure's answering." Shepard coupled that horrid phrase with a weak thrust, dropping her hand to play with Liara's swollen, slick lower parts.
She touched Liara's tinglebud, the growth similar to a human clitoris that was part of an asari's biology. She was sure with her touch, squeezing the blue, puffy flesh, scraping it between a calloused thumb and forefinger. Liara gasped, thrusting toward the human's hand. Her eyelids twitched half shut, and she whimpered, gushing all over Shepard's cock. She felt so filthy, dripping the way she was, even though she knew her body wasn't in its natural state; that didn't change how disturbing it was, how powerful her lust was. A treacherous rush of wetness streamed down onto the Shepard's balls, and as a reward Shepard rubbed her "clit" even more now, thrusting faster, her dick twitching, red-hot inside Liara.
A rush of euphoria hit her, a heated daze taking hold of her body. She'd just had a tiny orgasm, and the Shepard was fucking her through it, using the juices from her climax to drive into her more easily.
She'd already cum. That easily…. Perhaps the human was right about her.
She didn't feel her usual post-orgasm shame, nor did she need a few seconds to rest.
There was no overstimulation, merely an intense burning need, an emptiness in her gut. Her big blues narrowed, and the asari's heart began to race as she recognized what this desire in her body was. She'd already felt it earlier, but it fought its way to the forefront of her mind now.
Staring into the Shepard's molten eyes, her body throbbed, a shooting pleasure making her heart race, her fingers twitch. She craved-
Instinctively, her azure squeezed, muscles tightening around the thick, hard length being slammed inside it, trying to pull every drop out of the fleshy sack at the base of Shepard's dick. That was what she wanted - that sticky white stuff, semen, she wanted her insides plastered.
Needed it. Yes, needed it. And union.
She needed to meld. Become one with those mirrors of crimson, learn the secrets behind them, the weakness of this machine woman.
"G-Goddess, I-" She closed her eyes, refusing to let the human see the swirling blackness that would've beckoned to her at that moment. The pirate grabbed her chin, lifted her face, and snapped-
"Eyes open and on me."
She managed to fight away the meld-haze and gasped, opening them. The redhead grinned, pleased.
"You can't hide it from me," Shepard remarked quietly, teasing the tingling growth above her entrance, "touching an asari's body is like consuming a drug. So many places to explore, so many sounds that you make, but at the end of the day… I know what makes you tick. You feel my dick where it belongs, feel how perfectly your cunt hugs me, and so you want what comes next."
"Don't say it…."
"Melding, right?"
Liara whimpered. "I don't- I-I don't want that. It's just instinct."
"Or perhaps you're hoping I'll clip the collar enough to let you have a bit of power. Then you meld with me and melt my brain. I'm not a fool. That's why I'm turning you into a broken wet mess first. You're not going to get the best of me, Liara. This spot- what's its name again?"
"I-It's the- m- mmm ! T-tingle, Goddess, the tinglebud, p-please don't be so rough with it-!"
"But you like it when I am. That's why you're soaking my cock. That's why you came for me. Now, tell me more about your 'tinglebud.' Such a ridiculous name, it's just a blue clitoris, right? Sure, some differences, but not enough that it matters. So, we'll call it that. Clit, clitoris. No need for useless asari terminology."
What? Liara had never heard a slaver say something like that before. For a moment, the heat in her body ceased as she recognized how much this human really did revile her and all her sisters, even the words that they used. Shepard grinned, easing her touch, instead feathering her fingertip slowly back across Liara's flustered skin, teasing the bundle of nerves.
Liara bit back her tears, and her natural instinct to protest, defend herself. It didn't matter.
She was good at this: holding back, biting her tongue, and doing whatever they wanted. Speaking out against Shepard had been out of character for her. She despised the weak parts of herself, but she'd gotten used to it. So she wasn't going to cry, she owed it to Sahena to persevere through this, and save everybody else from this shame.
Another inch went in and she whined loudly, a bit of pain lancing through her when the crimson-haired pirate reached up and tweaked her nipple violently, before flicking it, and rolling that very same finger around the still-pulsing flesh. "Mmm, your body reacts so beautifully, you asari really are meant to be fucked and used," Shepard purred, voice feather-soft.
It wasn't true. But her azure yielded. Liara sunk herself down, never forgetting that she'd been ordered to ride this organ, take it all in on her own accord. Sure, Shepard was "helping" but she had no doubt she'd be punished if she let Shepard take the reins. She had to do it, put all of Shepard inside her, it was just so big! Already, with only five inches, Liara felt so full, her "pussy" stretched out over Shep's tan cock.
Hungry, crimson eyes blazed with black-passion beneath her, and a strong hand swatted her juicy blue backside, a rush of glistening arousal soaking the human's dick in reward. The pain made her azure tighten, squeeze the big, stiff length stuffed up inside her. She wanted more, more.
But her legs felt like jelly. The bliss was too much. There was no instinct to drive her forward, she awkwardly took as much of Shepard in as she could, and after a point it felt impossible to spread any further.
Legs trembling, she exhaled hard. Just a little more left and she'd be done, but she couldn't bring her body to lower. She rolled her hips in a slow circle, gasping as she felt how stuffed she already was.
So stuffed, and yet she wasn't full yet. Not really. Shepard licked her lips.
"Well? You were doing so good. What are you waiting for?"
"Please do the rest. I-I can't do it," The words escaped her, tiny and pathetic, a mewl.
The Shepard froze. Her big, bronze body, glistening with sweat, went still, and her hungry eyes became twin storms. " What ? You haven't even taken it all and you're making demands of me ?"
Liara didn't bother making excuses. All she could manage was a whisper: "P-Please give me more. I-I've never done this before. Not with anyone…"
"What?"
"I-I can't think anymore. I really can't think, I can't move on my own, I-I… S-Sorry, please don't hurt me. Please just-" Liara's lonely azure squeezed down desperately, over and over, her inner muscles twitching as rapidly as her heartbeat. She wasn't trying to, her body was doing it all on its own. Shepard made a sound, almost as if she was in agony, and pinned Liara to the couch on her back, panting and wild-eyed. The redhead glowered over at her pretty, pink-clad crewmate.
"Ashley. What's this one's worth? She claims she's untouched."
The woman looked into it, fingers flying on a data pad, then she raised a brow. "Liara, right? A couple thousand credits, ma'am, that's it."
"That's impossible."
Ashley skimmed the glowing screen with one finger. "There's nothing about her being a virgin here. Daughter of another asari in the batch, Benezia, but other than that there is nothing special about her. Her mother, however, is a matriarch. Miranda picked the pair out."
"Miranda, you chose this one?"
Breathing heavily, cock still deep inside her new favorite asari, the redhead stared at the ebon-haired and voluptuous human, Miranda - who eased a soft, pale hand through her inky hair and nodded.
"I thought the mother being a matriarch would be interesting to you, and well worth the 10,000 credits. The rest were rather cheap." Miranda shrugged, "I have no clue about the daughter's modesty. As Ashley said, no sign of that being true in her price or in the details of her contract. She's likely lying. A virgin asari is a needle in a haystack."
Liara didn't bother trying to make her case. They wouldn't believe her.
Shepard pondered intensely for a few long moments, then stared broodingly down at Liara. "Are you lying to me, asari bitch? I'll make your life a living Hell if you are. I'll ruin you."
"I've no reason to lie."
"I could think of a few. But… fine, virgin. You want me to take you like the whore you were born to be, take your first time?" Liara said nothing, breathing heavily, eyes dark with lust as she stared up at the tattooed brute. Shepard flashed a dangerous smile, and pinned Liara's right thigh down with one knee, using her other to take hold of Liara's "clit", stroking it roughly. "I asked you a question!"
"Y-yes…."
"Mm. Then, do it - admit that you're a virgin again, swear it."
"I really am, Shepard. I mean it….I swear it" - Why was it adorable to her, how needy Shepard was, how desperate she seemed for it to be true?
The heavily-scarred human stared back at her, and her pale teeth were soon on display, lips pulled into the oddest grin, half a grimace. "I've never had one. It feels too good to be true… that you went through all those ships avoiding being touched-"
"My mother protected me."
"Which one is she?"
Liara pointed. Benezia didn't say a word, she kept her gaze lowered, and Shepard stared at her for a few long moments, then turned her crimson eyes back to Liara.
"Fascinating. I'm glad you spoke up. Glad to be the first human to ruin you."
And just like that, they were mating again, except this time- Shepard completely took control. Her movements were no longer slow and patient. The human pinned her hands above her head. With every thrust their flesh crashed together with a loud clap, it was like she wanted to break the poor asari. The wet, obscene noise of her azure getting claimed rang out over and over as Shepard slammed away at her insides.
Liara moaned as the human pressed slow, desperate kisses along her throat, tasting the blue flesh there, coating it with saliva and tiny violet-hued hickeys. "Am I really your first?"
Shepard was whispering, Liara realized she didn't want the other humans to overhear.
"Yes."
"Please... promise me again."
"Promise you what?" Liara murmured against her ear, hands resting on Shepards back, feet on her ass. Using the soles of her feet, she helped guide the pirate's cock into herself, gasping with delight.
"Promise you're not lying to me. That I'm the first to rape you." When she said that filthy, monstrous phrase - "first to rape you", the Shepard's cock seemed to throb vividly, twitch. And Liara's azure answered in turn, pulsing, dripping. "Because if it's true… that means you really are mine. And I'll be the last to touch you. So tell me."
That possessive tone~! It was enough to make an asari's heart quiver. She licked her lips.
Perhaps Liara's mind was broken along with her body, because she suddenly found herself smiling. She reached up, and pressed one hand to Shepard's handsome face, teasing her fingers along the woman's jawline. "Shepard, look at me." Crimson met sapphire once more. "The most I've ever done is with my hands. My mother protected me. This-" She glanced down at where Shepard was lodged inside her azure, orange cream dripping down along with her own arousal. "Is my first time. My innocence is yours, Shepard. Does that please you?"
For a moment, all the heat left Shepard's eyes.
And she knew that the human finally believed it.
Shepard thrust in a few more times, once, twice - then let loose a sound almost like a growl.
Liara gasped as Shepard grabbed her by the throat, squeezing the oxygen out of her while she lazily railed up into the asari, dumping stream after stream of human cum inside her azure. It was so thick, so hot… she trembled as it flooded her deep, and slumped in Shepard's arms. Felt so good, her belly was hot, so was Shepard's sweaty embrace.
"There," Liara said, breathing heavily, speckled face flushed. "I-I pleased you."
She didn't want to show her mother anything else, and could feel the older asari's eyes burning into her naked, disgraced frame.
The Shepard laughed in her face. "I said I'd bring you to my room when you satisfied me. Not quite finished yet, but almost. 'Matriarch' Benezia! Come here."
She narrowed her eyes in the direction Liara had pointed earlier.
"Over here," Miranda called out, pointing toward Benezia, who had moved as far from the scene of violation as possible. Shepard snapped her fingers, and one of her men dragged the older asari over.
"You two know each other. Contracts have been passed along as a pair for a while." Shepard grunted between thrusts, "You're really her mother?"
"Yes. Liara is my only daughter, the light of my life."
"Yet you're doing nothing while I rape her, while I break her and make her mine. Some kind of mother."
Benezia's jaw tightened, and her eyes darkened with rage, but she didn't take the bait. She merely bit her tongue, and lowered her gaze. "Liara deserves a better mother than I. On that, we can agree, Captain Shepard."
"Honeyed words, just like your daughter." So she said, but Shepard's eyes seemed to melt over with desire as she took in Benezia's frame. Inside Liara, her cock twitched, already ready to dump out even more inside her. "I like that you're pretending you're not afraid of me, like you're still some tough matron when you're slave-meat," The pirate chuckled.
"I am not afraid of you," Benezia said coolly; Shepard grinned even wider. "I am a slave, for now, but your people will free mine eventually."
Liara spoke up quickly, panicked, "Please, you mustn't provoke-"
"Now, is that any way to talk to your mother? Be a good girl and shut it. Here, I'll help you with that." Suddenly, Shepard's hand was slammed over her mouth. Liara gasped as Shepard started fucking her again, stirring up her insides. Moaning into the human's hand, she couldn't help but to inhale the strong, salty scent of Shepard's palm. Her azure dripped. Shepard smelled insufferably good! The human ignored her completely, focused on her mother. "Liara's right though. Bite your tongue. Unless you don't want to stay with your daughter?"
"I'll do whatever it takes to stay by her side."
"I'm so happy to hear that. Miranda, I'm almost finished with this slut. Bring the mother to my quarters."
"Yes, Shepard."
Liara watched her mother get escorted out, then moaned as Shepard stole her attention again, once more gripping her by the throat.
Shepard's crimson eyes locked with her blue. "We're almost done. Then you can rest."
The young asari turned her gaze toward the rest of the slaves assembled, and exhaled heavily. She breathed out the last of her hesitation with that heavy release of air. Her mother wasn't here, her "virginity" already stolen, her azure already soaking wet and ready. Her body was ready to cum, too, just like Shepard's was.
"Yes, Shepard."
Once they were finished, the rest of her batch would be safe. Slowly, she began to raise her hips, meeting the slow strokes of Shepard's hips. Her sore, stretched azure was making the filthiest wet noises, the sperm allowing the human to easily work her way all the way in and out with every thrust. Shepard stroked her face, fingers as soft as feathers. Liara shuddered violently, trying to fight off the wave of bliss crashing toward her. "Yes, that's it. So, so close, aren't you, my pet? Cum for me. Now, Liara. Cum on my cock."
And shivering, angry tears pouring down her cheeks, Liara did.
Liara groaned when Shepard squeezed her throat, thrusting harshly up into her, one last time, before stilling her hips. Then, they were cumming together. Liara felt it when Shepard's dick unloaded, a few hardy twitches. Their hot sexes felt perfect together. Liara's azure flexed as Shepard's pumped rope after rope of sperm into her.
Her mind went blank, orgasm making her entire body buzz, red-hot, her body seeming to be ripped from the world, then deposited right back into the hot sweaty prison of Shepard's arms… that was the last thing Liara remembered. Her azure still ached, throbbed with need. She needed more. More dick, more fingers, more tongue, she didn't care - instead, she fell into the most restless sleep she'd ever had.