A Slave... Or A Pet

 

The memory of what happened was still fresh on her mind when Liara woke up the next morning. Or she assumed it was the morning. Out in space, with no clocks or any way to determine the passage of time, she had no idea how long they had all been there. Liara understood that this was part of the torture: to immerse them in this horrific experience, not knowing how long it had lasted so far, or how long it would continue.



But Liara forced herself to stay strong. And for the first morning in a long time, she was waking up with hope. She had no idea how Solvitis planned to free them from the clutches of the Shadow Broker, but he was going to try, and that was more promise for their rescue than they'd had since this all started.



Thinking about Solvitis, though, just reminded her of what had happened yesterday. When she had opened her eyes, Shepard was already awake, and staring over at her with sad, hopeful eyes.



But Liara looked away. This whole experience was bringing back the pain she thought she had buried months ago, when one of her surveillance feeds had caught a glimpse of Shepard and Garrus sharing dinner together. From the way they had acted around each other, and the way Shepard had rested her hand on Garrus's, it was obviously not just a friendly meal between comrades.



Part of her, a small part, wanted to forgive Shepard for it. Shepard was getting ready to head into the Omega 4 relay at the time, and chances were she thought the odds of her making it out alive were slim. Meanwhile, Liara was light-years away, too busy chasing her foolish revenge against the Shadow Broker to join Shepard in her mission. If Liara had just gone with Shepard like she had asked, chances are her lover wouldn't have been forced to find comfort in the arms of another.



But Shepard had still cheated on her, and while she had blocked it out before for the sake of the mission, she couldn't force herself to pretend anymore. The images of Shepard being fucked by that turian, even if it wasn't actually Garrus, brought everything she had tried to pretend hadn't happened into the harsh light of day.



So despite Shepard's silent pleas for forgiveness, Liara looked away. Right now, she needed time to herself, to think things through. Maybe she could forget, bury it like she had before. But even if they did make it out of this horrible situation alive, she wasn't sure if her relationship with Shepard would ever be the same again.



The time passed slowly, and Liara was surprised when neither of her fellow captives were called in to service the Shadow Broker. Was he busy with some other task, or had he tired of his human pets? Liara should have felt relieved that she wouldn't have to watch her friends get violated by that beast today, but instead it made her dread the thought that something even more disgusting would be awaiting them in the hours to come.



Eventually, after a long period of sitting in silence, the door opened and Glyph drifted inside. "All of you, please come with me. It is time for you to eat."



They shuffled after the drone, heads bowed. Sensing a presence as she walked, Liara looked up to see Solvitis standing outside of the mess hall. She struggled to keep her expression neutral, not knowing who else might be watching. For his part, Solvitis stared at her callously, still playing the role of the vicious mercenary.



As she passed him, she suddenly felt a sharp sting on the flesh of her thigh. She looked down to see a single drop of blue blood clinging to her leg. What the hell was that? She looked back at Solvitis, but he had quickly looked away, his hand retreating behind him before she could see what he had pricked her with.



Once inside the mess hall, Liara shuffled to her usual seat, while Shepard and Miranda sat across from each other at another table. Who would be the one to serve them today? Solvitis had told her that he wouldn't be on mess hall duty for a while, so it would be one of the others, eager to play with their favorite toys while they ate. The three of them sat in silence, nervously waiting for the food, and its server, to arrive.



"No," Liara muttered under her breath as the door opened, and a familiar human with a green mohawk walked in the door.

Bowers wore a sour expression as he roughly tossed the tray with two plates in front of Shepard and Miranda. There was a loud bang that made all of them jump when Liara's tray hit the table, the bowl of stew or whatever it was nearly spilling over from the impact.



Frowning, Bowers walked back to Shepard and Miranda's table, and sat himself down next to Miranda. Resting his chin on his clenched fists, he stared across the table at Shepard, who tried her best to ignore his angry glare.



For about half of their meal, he just sat there, all of them trying to ignore him and eat quickly. Finally, he spoke up, his voice low and dangerous. "I just want you to know, that you've hurt my feelings, Shepard" he said, glaring menacingly at her.



None of them spoke, worried about provoking the vicious human further. He pounded his fist into the table to draw their attention. "Hey! You hear me, Shepard? What did I ever do to you, to deserve this kind of treatment, huh?"



When it appeared that Bowers was waiting for an answer, Shepard stammered nervously. "I... I don't know what I've done, but I'm sorry."



"Don't you play coy with me, bitch! You know exactly what you've done!" Bowers reached down to activate his omnitool. "Solvitis, get your ass in here, now!"



Within seconds, the door to the mess hall opened, and Solvitis entered. "What's going on?" he asked innocently.



"So, what's your secret, huh?" Bowers said, standing up and walking over to stand in front of Solvitis. "How'd you get Shepard begging for your cock like Grell told me she did?" Turning to Shepard, he gave her an insulted expression. "For so long now, I've been treating you so well. Bringing you your food, giving you the privilege... the privilege of sucking my cock. Fucking you like the little whore you are. And do I ever hear, 'Oh, thank you, Bowers! Thank you for being so kind to me, for giving me all the cock I could ever want!' Do I ever hear you moan and beg like you did for this turian's cock over here?"



Bending over the table, Bowers reached up a hand to grab Shepard under the chin. "What, Shepard? Am I just not good enough for you? You don't think I'm handsome, is that what it is?"



Shepard tried to shake her head, but Bowers's grip was tight. "No," she said.



"So it's not me, then, is it?" Bowers said. "Oh. Ooohhh, I get it now," Bowers released his grip on Shepard and gave her a rueful smile. "You're one of those bitches, aren't you? Fucks a few aliens and decides humans aren't good enough for her anymore. You fucking little race traitor, you."



Stepping around the table, Bowers grabbed a handful of Miranda's hair and yanked her painfully to her feet. "If there's anything I hate more than fucking asari, it's a filthy little race traitor. You know what I'm talking about, right, Miranda?" Leaning in close, he spoke softly into her ear. "That's why you joined Cerberus, isn't it? Get away from all these filthy aliens and have all those tasty human cocks around to suck. Isn't that right?"



"Yes," Miranda quickly agreed, tears coming to her eyes from the pain of Bowers pulling on her hair.



Bowers nodded. "Yeah, I knew it. Bet that's how you earned your spot as the Illusive Man's right-hand bitch: down on your knees with his prick down your throat." Releasing Miranda's hair, Bowers put a hand on her shoulder and pressed her down to her knees. "Why don't you show me the skills that made you such a top Cerberus operative, huh?"



As Miranda got to work on opening Bowers's fly, he smirked at Shepard. "I've decided, Shepard. If you're going to be such an anti-human bitch, I'm not going to give you the privilege of having me fuck you anymore." Holding up a hand, he clucked his tongue. "No, no amount of begging is going to change my mind. You like turian cock so much, you'll just have to settle for that from now on," he turned to Solvitis. "Solly, buddy, how about you give that race traitor bitch what she's hungry for, huh?"



Solvitis shook his head. "Nah, not today. Wouldn't want her to miss this chance to get a good look at what she's missing out on."

"Shit, you know you're right," Bowers said, pulling Miranda away from his exposed cock and up on her feet. "Hear that? Help me show Shepard just how badly she's fucked up." Turning her around, he bent Miranda over the table so that she was facing Shepard in her seat. "When I stick my cock in you, I want you to tell her just how good it feels. Be really persuasive, or I might decide you're a race traitor too, and give you to the varren instead."



Taking hold of Miranda's backside, Bowers slowly entered her. Miranda, looking nervous since the mention of the varren, quickly started cooing. "Oh, it's so good," she murmured, trying her best to sound convincing.



"What's good, huh?" Bowers said, as she sunk himself deeper inside her. "Tell Shepard, what am I doing to you right now, huh?"



"He's fucking me, Shepard," Miranda said, her voice low and throaty as she raised herself up on her hands to lean on the table, spreading her legs slightly. "His cock is inside me, and it feels wonderful." She forced a smile to her face. "Fuck me, Bowers. Fuck me like the Illusive Man used to fuck me. Make me your bitch."



Liara didn't want to watch, but feared she'd be reprimanded if she looked away. Bowers began pumping in and out of Miranda's pussy, while Miranda put on the performance of a lifetime, moaning and begging for more. Her tits bounced with every one of Bowers's hard thrusts inside her, and she tossed her hair back and forth in a simulation of ecstasy.



Desperate to look at anything else, Liara glanced over at Solvitis, watching with a blank expression. Seeing Liara staring, he looked over at her, and then down at her near-empty plate. Nodding, he looked away and back to the carnal activity.



"God, it's so fucking good," Miranda moaned, grunting in time with the sound of Bowers's hips slapping against hers. "I love it, I love your cock inside me! I'm gonna cum, I'm gonna..."



Liara's eyes snapped over to Shepard, at the sound of her chair roughly being pushed away from the table. Solvitis tensed, and the noise even took Bowers's attention away from his current activities.



"Hey, what do you think you're..." Bowers started to say as he looked up from Miranda, and then his threats died in his throat.



"Oooh," Shepard said, one hand stroking and rubbing between her legs, the other cupping a breast and tugging on a stiff nipple. "You were right, Bowers. I took that cock of yours for granted, but now I've realized what I'd be missing if I didn't get to have you anymore. Please... unh... please forgive me," Shepard moaned as she feverishly stroked at her clit. "Oh, Bowers, I want you so bad!"



Bowers glanced over at Solvitis with a grin. "Shit, you weren't kidding. Bitch is hot as a firecracker." Pulling out of Miranda, Bowers stepped over to the moaning, writhing Shepard. "Show me how bad you want me, Shepard."



Shepard quickly got to her knees in front of Bowers, licking her lips before wrapping them around his cock, still slick with Miranda's juices. Liara felt her stomach turn as Shepard let out aroused moans around Bowers's length. Pulling him out of her mouth, she stared directly at Liara as she said, "Oh, god, I love the feeling of this cock down my throat!" and then returned to fellating the human merc.



"Dammit, Shepard," Liara thought to herself, knowing immediately what she was trying to do. "'What I was doing in the mess hall was just an act,'" that was what she had said. And now she was going to prove it to Liara by fucking the most loathsome of Delaana's henchmen, and "enjoying" it the whole while.



"I can't wait anymore," Shepard said, standing up with her hand still stroking Bowers's meat. "Please fuck me, Bowers. I need you inside me now."



"Shit," Bowers moaned, his cruel bravado vanished in the face of Shepard's feigned arousal. Shepard lightly pushed him into one of the chairs, and then wrapped her legs around his hips and reached back to guide him inside of her.



"Yes," Shepard hissed between clenched teeth as Bowers's cock filled her. "Oh, fuck yes," Shepard began bouncing up and down on Bowers's prick, reaching up to fondle her own breasts as she rode him. Again, she shot a glance over at Liara, as if to say "Satisfied yet?"

"Hey, no need for that," Bowers said, pulling Shepard's hands away from her tits and directing them to his shoulders. "Miranda, get over here and help Shepard out, huh?" Looking at Shepard, he gave her a wink. "Why let a perfectly good set of hands go to waste, right?"



"Now you're fucking talking," Shepard said with a smile. Liara felt her food start to roil in her stomach, as she watched Miranda slightly crouch behind Shepard and grab hold of her bouncing tits. Changing her angle so that Liara had a good view, Shepard pivoted her head toward Miranda's. Understanding Shepard's intentions, Miranda tentatively leaned down to kiss her, Bowers letting out an appreciative groan as the two women made out with each other.



Liara let out a groan of her own, this one of extreme discomfort. She couldn't bear to watch this anymore. If she was forced to stay there any longer...



"Hey, what's this?" Solvitis said with a sneer in his voice, walking over to stand near Liara. "Don't think the asari's liking the show too much."



"Shit, that's... that's too bad," Bowers grunted, too enraptured with Shepard impaling herself on his prick to offer much banter in return.



Crouching down face-to-face with Liara, Solvitis had a taunting lilt to his voice. "Feeling a little queasy, asari? The sight of your girlfriend giving it up to a human a little too much for you? Just can't keep that lunch down while Bowers sticks it to..."



She couldn't hold back anymore. Leaning forward, Liara started voiding her stomach. Solvitis let out an annoyed grunt as her vomit splashed across her breasts and onto his clothes.



"Fucking shit," Solvitis cursed, while Bowers laughed at his anger. Glaring, he barked at Liara. "Come on, bitch, you're going to clean this mess up yourself! Follow me!"



As Liara trailed after Solvitis, puke dripping from her tits, she could hear the moans and ecstatic cries of Shepard from behind her in the mess hall.



* * *



When they reached the restroom and shower area, Solvitis immediately went to the sinks and turned them all on, the sound of running water filling the room. Grabbing a rag from a shelf, he tossed it at Liara. "Here, clean yourself up, and then wipe off my clothes," he ordered her, but the anger and spite he normally put on around the other mercs was gone. "Go slow, give us time to talk."



Liara dampened the rag, as she tried to force the images out of her mind of Shepard giving herself willingly to Bowers. Slowly, she mopped at the puke on her breasts, while speaking softly to keep her voice under the sound of the water running in the sinks. "That shot you gave me before we went into the mess hall..."



"A mild nausea inducement agent," Solvitis also spoke quietly, keeping his eyes off of Liara's bare breasts as she wiped away the remains of her meal. "Sorry, it was the only way I could think to get you alone in here without arousing too much suspicion."



"It's okay," Liara said. "The last place I wanted to be right now was in there."



Solvitis shook his head in sorrow. "I know it's painful to watch, but your friends have the right idea. Make Bowers and the rest of them believe they've been broken, that they're obedient slaves, and it'll keep them off their guards."



"That's not really what Shepard's..." Liara started to say, then shook her head. "No, never mind. How are things going with contacting your team?"



"Later tonight, I'm going to get access to engineering," Solvitis told her. "Trigger a fake power fluctuation. The whole system will be down for only a few seconds, but it'll be enough time to get a message out to my team without the Broker's security protocols being tripped."



Liara frowned. "Sounds dangerous. You sure you'll be able to pull it off without being caught?"



"I'm going to have to try," Solvitis said. "Can't let this go on for much longer."



"Please," Liara said, as she moved forward to wipe away the mess from his clothes. "We'll survive. Don't put yourself at unnecessary risk for our sakes. If you get caught, then none of us are getting out of this."

Solvitis stared down at her cleaning his clothing and sighed. "Look, what you said before, about me hiding something. It's true. That partner that died because of the Broker... she... wasn't just a partner. Me and her, we..." Solvitis trailed off.



"I see," Liara said. "But why wouldn't you want to tell me that?"



"Because..." Solvitis reached up and rubbed the back of his neck. "Because she was an asari. And I didn't want you to think I was doing this because I expected... that I was wanting to..."



Liara looked up and smiled. "Don't worry. What was she like?"



"Uh, she..." Solvitis seemed at a loss for words for a moment. "She was a lot like you, actually. When they first assigned us together, I thought I was going to have to carry her weight and do all the tough stuff. But she was stronger than I could have ever imagined. Even when the Blue Suns had us dead to rights, she fought with every last breath." Solvitis stared into the distance, looking wistful. "Maybe that's why I want to get you out of here so bad. I couldn't save her, but if I can save you and your friends, maybe that'll be enough for her to forgive me, wherever she is."



"I'm sure she's already forgiven you," Liara said, cleaning off the last drops of vomit from Solvitis's clothing. "That's what lovers do."



And immediately, Liara thought of Shepard, and realized the hypocrisy of her own words.



Solvitis gave her one last nod, before shutting off the sinks. "Don't ever fucking do that again, bitch," he snarled at her. "Or next time, I'll make you clean it off with your tongue, understand?"



"I'm sorry," Liara meekly said.



"Shut up and follow me back to your cell," Solvitis said, turning to open the bathroom door...



"Am I... interrupting something?"



...and finding Delaana standing outside, staring at them both with narrowed eyes.