Mass Effect: Batarian Propaganda

Astounded by what you've seen in the Miranda Lawson file, you decide to open the file labeled "Batarian Propaganda - Subject Zero". Many of Jack's crimes being already known, it's easy to imagine what the Hegemony could accuse her of. As with the Miranda vid, a rotating image of Jack is featured on the screen. It seems to be of recent vintage, as her appearance is reminiscent of when she was last contacted at Grissom Academy. The style includes growing back some of her hair while maintaining a close shave on the sides. A studded jacket covers her arms and shoulders, and thin, bandage-like material clings alluringly to places on her upper body in a criss-cross arrangement. The ensemble is completed with a pair of low-slung camo pants and polymer combat boots.



The now-familiar Batarian voice over is heard as Jack slowly rotates on-screen.



All hail the Hegemony! The coward Shepard employs criminals and degenerates to further her aims and those of the corrupt Earth Systems Alliance.



The camera zooms in on Jack's face, showing off her deep brown eyes and full lips, rotating around to display the surgery scars from her biotic implants. It pulls back to focus on her midriff and the sheer fabric covering her medium-sized breasts, obviously objectifying her. No detail of her slender form is spared, including every minutiae of her tattoos, which, if fabricated, must have been very difficult to reproduce.



Subject Zero aka. Jack aka. Jacqueline Nought is a sex addict and degenerate whore who exemplifies the human fascination with copulation and violence, the very same lack of evolution that the Earth Systems Alliance intends to force upon the Hegemony through a perverse mix of cultures.



The video switches to what looks like the inside of a cell. One of the walls is glass, allowing a view into the inside, where Jack is in restraints, bent over a simple cement block. She is totally naked, covered with sweat, every inch of her body covered in tattoos. Her head is totally shaved. For the first time, you're able to see what her tight and perfectly-shaped ass looks like, uncovered. A number of Blue Suns mercs, some human, some Turian, are also in the cell, surrounding her. One Turian, standing to the side, is aiming an M-15 Vindicator battle rifle at the back of her head.



On the side of the stone block that Jack is bent over, between her splayed and restrained legs, is a large of wetness with what looks like semen, as if dozens and dozens of men had already fired their loads into her and had them drip back out. Her legs and buttocks are also plastered with it. Two nearby Blue Suns are unfastening their armor and jostling their codpieces, as if preparing to produce their penises and continue the sexual assault that has clearly already been going on for hours.



The camera rotates around to her front side, her breasts pressed against the concrete, wrists bound with heavy, reinforced restraints. The audio suddenly kicks in as Jack's mouth moves.



"Come on, you fucking faggot," she says in her inimitable, defiant voice, sounding somewhat short of breath. "Dump your load into me!"



One of the Blue Suns steps up behind her and slaps her ass, making it jiggle enticingly, before inserting his heavy penis into her hole and thrusting forward with a groan. His hand reaches forward to slam her face against the concrete block as he thrusts. She turns her head to the side, cheek piled up against the coarse surface, her breath coming in spurts as the well-endowed merc saws in and out of her vulnerable box.



"Fuck...fuck... that's right...I want to have your fucking abortion...empty your balls into me and make me get scraped out...nnnnnngh!"



One of the Turians looks down at her disdainfully. "Don't you ever shut your sewer mouth?" he asks, jamming the point of a rifle into the side of her fuck-jostled head.



"Fuck you!" comes the reply, Jack's eyes blazing beneath the pressure of the gauntleted palm on her head. "Fuck my face and shut me up, if you've got the balls!"



There's a brutal crunch as the Turian swings the butt of his assault rifle down into her face, landing it against her prominent cheekbone, leaving a gash and the beginnings of what is sure to be a brutal bruise. "How do you like that?" he asks, watching as a tear of pain runs out of Jack's uppermost eye, the one that isn't being mashed against the concrete block by her rapist. The merc fucking her pussy has not lost his rhythm, still spearing his generous endowment into her gash, even as the Turian dealt with her face.



The degenerate murderer Subject Zero is addicted to pain and copulation. She encourages males to copulate with females without consent and offers herself up to participate in these scenarios. This is the perversion of the family unit encouraged by the coward Shepard and her Earth Systems Alliance.



On the vid, Jack is unphased by being hit.



"I love it," she spits back, eyes burning with lust and defiance. "Beat the fuck out of my face while I get fucking raped, it turns me on." Her hands strain at the restraints, forming fists. "Hit me again, you Turian pussy," she breathes, huskily. "Cave my face in with that rifle while this fucking limp-dick piece of shit pisses his cum into my fucked-up twat."



The Turian looks around doubtfully. The second human Blue Sun steps up to her face instead, producing a swarthy, heavy penis, the tip leaking pre-cum. "I'll shut this stupid whore up," he says, voice distorted by the rebreather on his helmet, which he hasn't bothered to remove. Bidding his rapist comrade switch his grip to Jack's hips, he pulls her face and neck toward his cock. He pauses to behold her cock-hungry, indomitable expression.



"You want to fuck my face?" she asks, spitting the words. "Fucking fuck my fucking face then!"



His cock crashes into her mouth and throat, showing no mercy, penetrating her deeply and brutally. The first merc buries himself deep in her pussy and cums extravagantly, groaning and shuddering with his cock in deep, while the second face-fucks Jack, making her choke and spew sick glottal noises at regular intervals. After a moment, a third man steps up to her pussy, preparing his impressive cock even as the last man's issue slides from her over-filled, tattoed pussy and down the front of the concrete block.



After a minute of uncaring facial rape, the merc pulls his cock out of Jack's throat and turns her head to the side as she vomits pathetically, a whitish-grey slop pouring from her cock-assaulted mouth. "Uaggh..." she groans, her face connected to the cock by a bridge of saliva and phlegm. Locking eyes with her mouth-rapist, defiant once again, she continues: "Make me puke. Make me spew all over your fat fucking dick!"



The merc slaps her face around with his thick, long cock, abusing her with it, sliming her features up with her own drool and phlegm, before drilling it back into her face. He plows her with unrepentant force for a minute more, finding a rhythm with the merc fucking her pussy. It's not long before they both groan and drive their cocks as deep as they can, unloading spurt after spurt of their thick cum into Jack's shuddering body. Her eyes go wide as the grimy prick helmet in her throat sprays a huge amount of tacky semen, causing her to choke. A hand comes down and pinches her nose shut, causing her to gasp and gag around the cock in her mouth, increasing the pleasure for the invading organ.



At last, the Blue Suns operative in her mouth withdraws. Jack's face collapses against the stone block, cum running from her mouth and nose, eyes glassy for a second. Sperm pours from her pussy as the cock is pulled from there as well. With tears running from her eyes, she turns her head sideways and vomits up a gout of thick, nasty cum.



"You fuck... like a bitch..." she gasps, sounding a little weary. A fist crashes into her face, splintering her dainty nose like a twig under an Elcor's foot. She collapses face-down against the concrete block. The humans present, five or six of them, pull out their cocks again, while the Turians seem content to watch, the transpiring events interesting to their perverse minds, if having little to offer their dextro-chiral anatomies.



The group of humans begins to piss on Jack, hosing her body down with their thick, golden streams, putting a sheen of urine over every tattooed, trim inch of her tight body, her shaved head, her sculpted, lean buttocks. A swelter of heat can very nearly be seen rising from the disgraceful epicenter of the act, as they cover her with their waste while laughing and joking crudely. Two of them press their piss-exploding prick helmets up against her tight asscheeks, spraying off on her in obscene fashion, causing the tattooed flesh to jiggle. Jack herself seems barely conscious...until she, amazingly, raises her head during the proceedings. Blood is running from one nostril and her eyes have started to blacken.



"You dirty motherfuckers..." she gasps. "That's right, use me as a fucking toilet."



"You'll get to experience as much as you like," says one Turian, disdainfully. He appears to be the one in charge. "We're going to let each and every prisoner have some time with you. Maybe that will teach you not to try to escape." He pauses, smiling in sinister fashion. "I'm afraid some of them haven't had their medicals."



Jack simply laughs. "Let every diseased fuck in here shit some dirty cum into my gash," she replies, spitting disdainfully onto the floor. "I don't give a fuck."



Shaking his head, the Turian begins to walk out of the cell. The streams of piss from the Blue Suns mercenaries has mostly subsided, leaving Jack with a piss-sheen across her naked, athletic body. The mercs move to follow, about to leave Jack alone for the moment. She cannot seem to resist taunting them.



"I bet you fuckers knocked me up," she calls out, still chained to the block, but craning her neck back. "Come back after she's born, we'll turn her out together!"



The mercs exit, and the door begins to slide shut.



"We'll both suck all your dicks!" she calls after them.



The degenerate psychopath Subject Zero engages in unsafe mating practices, and fetishizes for her own enjoyment acts that all sentient beings consider crimes. These are the caliber of allies cultivated by the traitor and coward Shepard.



The video fast forwards then, pulling out to reveal what you had suspected - that the scene was in fact taking place at the prison ship, Purgatory. Cells are rearranged and prisoners moved until a lineup of hundreds, reaching halfway around the detention block, is waiting at the door to Jack's cell, where she remains chained up. All are men, and most are obviously psychologically disturbed - swaying, chanting, gibbering. Many are already jacking their prodigious erections.



The door to the cell opens and the video stays in fast-motion, silent, as the prisoners begin to rape Jack, let in four at a time by the Blue Suns guards. At the one hour mark, according to the video time stamp, the video slows down briefly to show her getting her throat cored out by an unkempt, overweight human, drool leaking from one side of his near-catatonic mouth. Meanwhile, another human, whooping and cackling like a primate, is sawing his long, bulbous penis into her pussy, before howling and filling her already sperm-packed womb with a load of his genetically-inferior seed.



The murderer and vandal Subject Zero is a receptacle for degenerate genetic material. Like the very Systems Alliance she aids, she takes pleasure in rutting in filth and waste.



The fat human's cock falls half-hard from her mouth, drooling a trail of uneven, inferior cum. Jack coughs out a mouthful of fucked-up semen and gazes up at her face-fucker. "All these other fucks have been pissing straight down my throat," she says. "Come on, you fucking drooling idiot!"



Enraged, the fat oaf grabs her head and shoves his disgusting, flaccid dick back into her mouth. Within seconds, his face is contorted into a tongue-lolling, drooling expression of relief as he pisses copiously into Jack's mouth. Her throat works to swallow every drop. Meanwhile, the twisted psychopath in her pussy pulls out and jams his softening, oddly-shaped cock into her ass, where he proceeds to relieve himself at length, flooding her already-raped bowels with his sour urine.



The video returns to fast-motion again, showing a steady stream of convicts filtering into the room, cumming inside Jack and/or pissing on her, and then leaving. The room grows progressively more filthy as the rape continues, for one hour, then two, then three, the line growing gradually smaller. Even with the vid accelerated, it's easy to see that Jack's belly is becoming distended with all of the cum and piss being pumped down her throat and up her ass. Her body, and the concrete block she's restrained to, have long since been soaked and plastered with sperm. She's already serviced hundreds of guards and convicts.



At hour four, the line is dwindling. By hour five, it's gone, leaving Jack alone in the room with a turian who you now recognize as the warden. At this point, the vid feed slows down to real-time again as the turian struts and preens around the prone Jack, who is nearly unconscious. Cum leaks from her pussy and asshole in a steady stream, her eyes are streaked with tears, her face bruised, her eyes nearly swollen shut.



"Hopefully now you see who's in charge here," says the warden. "It's not you."



Jack only looks at him with burning eyes.



He levels an Vindicator rifle at her head, the barrel just inches from her face. Jack only smiles wearily. Inching forward, she begins to fellate the gun-barrel, sucking lewdly on it, using her pretty, swollen lips to treat it like a penis.



"Rape me," she croaks, semen leaking from her mouth as she opens it.



"You're crazy," replies the warden, with some sort of realization dawning in his eyes. "Even crazier than the rest of these scum."



"Want to know what it feels like to ride a human bitch off a cliff, you Turian faggot? Get behind me, produce that thin, sheathed piece of shit you call a dick, and pump my pussy full of your dirty Turian cum...while you put a bullet in the back of my head."



The video feed abruptly cuts out.



We have demonstrated that Subject Zero is an exemplar of the depravity of the twisted Earth Systems Alliance. Despite her crimes against decency and inter-stellar law, including vandalism, theft, and murder, the Alliance has the gall to employ her as an instructor at Grissom Academy, an installation dedicated to training biotics as infiltrators against Batarian interests.



The video resumes, showing Jack again - her more recent appearance again. The ponytail, punk jacket and other features are recognizable, as is the room. One of the windows looks out on the Grisson Academy atrium. However, the content of the video is certainly like nothing you have ever seen. Jack is lounging in bed with three naked young boys, ranging in ages from "barely in their pubescent years" to "not even close".



Two of them are hugged close to her sides as she lays on one slender hip, and her head and neck and craned low in the pelvic area of the third, sucking hungrily at the boy's hairless penis.



The degenerate whore Subject Zero engages in intercourse with immature members of her species, yet the Earth Systems Alliance championed by the coward Shepard and her allies criticizes the Batarian notion of family, and the Population Management Initiative. The Alliance truly has no shame.



On the video, Jack removed her mouth from her young partner's smooth and straining penis and presses her head to his, breathing a little hard, sharing an intimate moment.



"How old are you?" she asks.



"Seven," comes the reply. The boy's voice is melodic, neither girlish nor adult. He has a shock of brownish-blonde hair that cascades to neck-length. It will probably darken to full brown as he grows older, but it seems his first sexual experience will be on the books long before then. His body is lanky and smooth, much like that of Jack herself, who has always had a tomboyish feel about her.



"Then you're old enough to train as a biotic," she says, kissing the young kid on the mouth voraciously and jamming her tongue in as deep as she can, before withdrawing again. "And you're old enough to fuck my pussy."



Jack shakes her head, as if admonishing herself, and then turns to rest on all fours with the boys surrounding her. She pulls her already-low-slung camo pants down with aching and seductive slowness to reveal her sculpted and tattoed ass, and her already-wet pussy. A line of lubrication stretches between the crotch of her lowering pants and her twat, eventually breaking as they pass the midpoint of her thighs.



"I meant...'have sex' with my 'vagina'. I owe you guys some credits."



The boys exchange glances with each other, each naked as the day he was born, each with a small but determined erection jutting jauntily from their youth-carved midsections. The seven-year-old seems to be the middle in age, and he unsteadily walks behind jack, standing up on the bedspread to insert his yearning underage cock into her sopping quim.



"It's hot!" says the boy, and there are schlick and shlorp noises as he stirs up her wetness with amateurish thrusts and smacks, occasionally withdrawing his penis entirely by accident and sliding it through the folds of her pussy instead. Two of the visible tattoos on Jack's lower body have changed from the last video footage. There is a medium-sized "N7" logo on her right buttock, perhals an inch and a half across. More damningly, the phrase "Boy Bitch" can be seen emblazoned on the puffy mound of her cunt. The words are small and hard to make out amongst all of her other ink, but they're there, and the vid camera shows no mercy in calling them out.



While the 7-year-old boy fucks her pussy, Jack beckons one of the other boys to her upper body and encourages him to lay down underneath her face so she can service his cock while getting pumped by under pedo lover. The slightly older boy does this, and she easily swallows his 4-inch penis and balls at the same time, sucking on them like she's having fun doing so, enveloping the entire works with her talented mouth. The wet slap of pre-teen flesh against her ass continues, forcing her adult body forward very slightly and driving the other kid's pelvis softly against her face.



"Am I really allowed?" stammers the boy in her pussy, and Jack pulls her mouth off of the young, hairless dick in front of her to reply.



"For the last time, yes...now keep fucking that wet gash because I want your kiddie cum pumped up my-" Her face contorts. "Goddamn it!"



The three boys laugh, and Jack's face becomes more even. "I mean...darn it," she finishes lamely, fisting the pulsating and pink kiddie cock in her face, which is wet with her saliva and seems ready to burst. "I owe you guys lunch again." The boy in front of her begins to shudder as if in the prelude to an orgasm.



"Something's happening!" he says. "Miss Jack, I'm gonna...nnngh!" The boy's statement is sealed away behind his clenched teeth, and Jack begins to jerk his hairless cock furiously into her mouth. After several hitching breaths, his perfect young ass clenches and his cock begins to twitch, depositing several weak and watery spurts of seminal fluid onto Jack's tongue. The powerful biotic draws the tiny cum deposit into her mouth with relish, loving the clean taste of the immature seed. Meanwhile, the boy fucking her pussy has lost all control, orgasming hard into her twat with whatever underage load his balls could manage to deliver. Enjoying the feeling of hot, sinful boyflesh vibrating and cumming around her, Jack had a minor orgasm herself, shuddering on the sheets.



The four participants simply lay in bed for a moment, three of them basking in the afterglow of their orgasms. The youngest boy, who had not been in on the action yet, moves around to Jack's behind and investigates her pussy as she lay on her side with one hip raised, absently sucking at her most recent mouthfucker's softening pre-teen penis. AS he noses around her pussy, rubbing her clit with one thumb and kneading her sexy ass with his other hand, she begins to respond like a bitch in heat, thrusting her pelvis back toward him.



"Nnnngh...McClellan, you little monkey, that feels good," says Jack, addressing the boy by what you presume is his last name. Suddenly she shifts what she's doing up front, sucking on the oldest boy's round, hairless nutsack and moving her tongue down to tease his asscrack. Soon, she's rimming hungrily at his underage ass, burying her powerful tongue deep into the perfect pinkness of his anal ring. The tiny boy investigating her ass, who can't be more than five years of age, slides two fingers into her pussy, then three, then four, and then at last his entire fist.



"Naaaaaaaaaaauuugh!" moans Jack, driving her twat back against the small boy's invading arm. "Fuck yes!" Jack turns onto her back and spreads her legs. The last remaining boy, not wanting to miss out on the fisting and rimming, straddles her chest, planting his smooth young behind on her belly, and begins to knead and suck her tattooed tits while the oldest boy squats over her face, basically sitting on her mouth while she slurps out his asshole. McClellan, the youngest, punches into her syrupy bitchbox up to the elbow of his young arm.



Jack seems to forget her non-swearing promise as she approaches orgasm from the boy's eager fisting. "Nnngggh-yes! Punch my fucking cum-ditch you five-year-old faggot!" she wails, her voice partially muffled by the wet asshole of the boy sitting on her face. She begins to cum, her body bucking upward even with three boys on it, and suddenly a biotic glow envelops her as her orgasm continues. Alarmed, the boy on her face tries to withdraw, but she will have none of it.



"Run away and I'll tear you apart like a fucking housefly!" she roars, voice echoing. "Cuomo, sit on my goddamn fucking face and feed me that 9-year-old ass! McClellan, fistfuck the shit out of my raped garbage-can slaver-fuck-sewer bitchbox! Garza, piss all over my tits! Soak me!" The boys are too scared to deny her anything, and what proceeds asan utter obscenity, as Subject Zero is fisted, pissed on, and has her face sat on by underage boys. The one pissing on her tits is so scared he can barely keep the stream straight, and it occurs to you that he probably would have pissed himself anyway, even had she not ordered it.



With her twisted and bizarre sexual practices, the murderer and psychopath Subject Zero has killed more humans than any of the so-called, non-existent Batarian "terrorist" groups she claims to oppose.



"Put your barriers up!" she yells, unable to control her building climax any longer. Jack's orgasm is something to behold, as a burst of biotic power fills the room, sending the boys flying in all directions off of the bed, crushing their young bodies against the walls. The window blows out and the dressers rattle. The sheets of the bed are shredded to ribbons by the force.



For a moment, all is still. One of the boys seems to be moving groggily. The other two are motionless, with their young and slender limbs bent at odd angles and blood streaming from their noses.



"Shit," moans Jack. "Not again."



The vid fades to black again, and the voice-over returns.



The sex-addict and murderer Subject Zero has no limits to her depravity. Her hypocrisy also knows no bounds. She copulates with varren while working to advance the supposedly wholesome agenda of the Earth Systems Alliance. Legitimate Batarian programs to train varren as beasts of war are criticized by these same degenerates.



The action picks up again as Jack is in a private room, somewhere on the Citadel by the look of the traffic outside. She is completely naked, leaning forward onto the side of a bed, her body jostled forth and back as she is mounted by her pet varren, Eezo. The creature's huge, red penis, which appears to be at least 14 inches in length, saws in and out of her abused pussy. The knot is as thick around as a man's wrist, and the swollen red balls slap heavily against her pussy lips with each thrust as the bestial sex partner brutally fucks her.



"Good boy," she breathes, voice trembling with each thrust. "G-good boy. Good b-boy!"



Pussy juice pours down the insides of her thighs as she enjoys getting fucked by a creature that some sentient beings consider a pestilence. Eezo is a rather large varren, powerfully muscled, and it seems to have limitless stamina.



"Tear me up," Jack groans, clenching her teeth as her pussy is destroyed by her rescued "pet". "Rip me apart, Eezo..."



The slaps and impacts of flesh on flesh are lewd as the beast continues to rail it's human "partner", delivering more than a foot of fishdog dick into her twat with each thrust, claws clicking and scrabbling for purchase around her shoulders. The meeting of their genitals is a mess of sweat, pussy lube, and varren pre-cum. Drops and ropes of their combines issue splatter to the floor or against Jack's thighs with each stroke. At one point, Eezo withdraws too far and his tapered bludgeon of a cockhead slips out of Jack's cunt, allowing a waterfall of greyish, watery varren issue to begin slopping to the carpet beside the bed. Eezo's long cock, hanging free, sprayed ropes of his leaking pre-seed everywhere until Jack is able to reach back, grab the arm-thick appendage, and guide it back into her searing box.



The humiliating beast-fuck continues for at least fifteen minutes as the camera spares no detail, rotating around to show Jack's expression of pleasure, the depth of penetration achieved by Eezo's varren cock, the way Jack's trim midsection distends outward with each pounding thrust of the huge organ drilling into her abused pussy. Sometimes the footage is seen in fast-motion to save time, at other times, real-time footage is used, with audio. It's just as obscene either way, and Jack has several orgasms on the end of the varren's 14-inch member, though none are as destructive and violent as her climax at Grissom Academy.



The sick degenerate murderer Subject Zero copulates with non-sentient beings as if she were betrothed to them.



Eventually, Eezo seems to reach his limit and lunges forward, knotting inside Jack's well-fucked pussy at a vagina-ripping diameter of about six inches. The biotic's eyes bulge and her mouth opens in a silent scream as her insides are nearly torn by Eezo's bulbous cock seal. She pisses helplessly all over the bedspread, unable to control her bladder due to the physical distress being placed on her cunt. Meanwhile, audible hose-blasts of semen are heard, one after another, flooding her pussy, her womb and Fallopian tubes, drowning them all in stinking, steaming, grey-white varren spunk.



Jack drops into catatonia, drooling helplessly as her body is used as a bestial cum chamber. Satisfied after pissing a dozen or more scalding blasts of seed into her nethers, Eezo loses interest and moves to his food bowl at the corner of the room, dragging a knotted and barely conscious Jack along for the ride. Her head knocks hollowly on the floor and her limbs are rubber as her knotted, abused cunt is pulled along, degradingly, by an animal.



Eezo lowers his head to eat as Jack's lower body hangs, legs splayed and cum-streaked, connected to the beast's hindquarters. It is several minutes before her buttocks fall to the ground with a "schlorp!" noise, as the knot has shrunk enough to withdraw from her cunt. A thick, sloppy torrent of cum pours from Jack's stretched out pussy, pooling on the floor, as she stares up blankly at the ceiling, shuddering with the aftereffects of her orgasm and the brutality of what her vagina has just been through.



An audio log plays over a still-shot of Jack's fucked-out hole. You recognize the distinctive voice of Mordin Solus.



"Not now, Shepard. Sexually-transmitted disease 'scale itch', present among some crew. Carried only by varren. Implications...unpleasant."



The Earth Systems Alliance put forth the murderer and coward Shepard and her degenerate allies as heroes of their species, but nothing could be further from the truth. Is this the influence you want foisted on our sacred Batarian way of life? All Hail the Hegemony!



The vid ends.