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(Commission) The Clean Room, Chapter Nine.
🕑 Added 2020-11-05 15:48:13 +0000 UTCThe continuing adventures of Tali'Zorah Vas Normandy, courtesy of PrimeArch.
As the Flotilla is conquered and the Quarian people enslaved and turned into obedient whores, Tali finds herself being sold off to a new mistress, one who has already snatched up her fellow admirals.
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A keening mew passed Tali’s lips as she nuzzled to Akiriha’s shoulder, mouth open in a breathless pant as her owner’s fat, throbbing cock buried itself inside her again and again. It was the third time that day and Tali was getting worried she wouldn’t be able to walk if her mistress’ passion didn’t subside.
“Ahn!” she squeaked at a particularly hard thrust, legs crossing behind the asari’s back as she clung on for dear life. “M…mistress! Mercy!”
Akrirha grunted and slowly pulled away. Sweat beaded the engineer’s forehead and her breaths were coming in hungry, ragged pants, but the grin on her face was one of victorious delight. “Too much for you, love?” she rasped, pressing her lips to Tali’s cheek. “I thought you could take anything?”
“I… I can… mistress.” Tali gasped. “B… but could you please… turn me around?”
Akiriha smirked and cupped Tali’s cheek before reluctantly unsheathing herself from her slave’s cunt. Tali quickly spun herself and wiggled her ass back onto her owner’s cock, moaning and pressing her tits to the wide glass window the pair had been fucking against for the past twenty minutes.
Today had been the day she had been waiting for what seemed her whole life.
The Flotilla was gone.
That morning the full might of the Asari fleet had surrounded the refuge of the Quarian people and offered them an ultimatum: Surrender to lives of complete sexual slavery peacefully, or resist, and have their submission come under the boots of Asari soldiers.
After months of Quarians being fucked into loyalty and sent back to the flotilla to spread their new truth, there had been no battle. The crews of the Quarian ships collapsed as loyal little sluts mutinied, leaving every single ship helpless as the Asari shuttles descended.
Over the past hours the ships had been boarded, the crews divided, the resources all made note of. By the end of the week, there wouldn’t be a free Quarian left in the galaxy.
Tali moaned and stared happily down at the vast cargo bay that was currently being used as a breeding pit. About a hundred Quarians were being rewarded for their obedience by getting absolutely railed by their new owners, the chorus of moans and squeals of bliss serenading the collapse of an entire species.
Tali moaned and pressed to the window, staring proudly down at her sisters, so many good Quarians of every age and shape and size welcoming the new order she herself had brought to them. In time, every last one of them would be heavy with asari children, their bodies fulfilling the true purpose of the Quarian people: breeding Asari.
A sigh of bliss passed Tali’s lips as Akiriha came inside her, the huge asari letting out a sweet little grunt as she spewed her seed deep into Tali’s womb. If only Doctor Ivika’s research had yielded results, Tali could have been knocked up right then, the perfect ending to a perfect day.
Tali didn’t have long to think about her longing to be bred, because a polite cough sounded behind her. Akiriha reluctantly tugged her upright and slipped out from inside her, turning to the origin of the interruption. A tall, curvaceous asari matriarch was standing behind them, hands folded behind her back and sharp pink eyes smiling from behind her round glasses. Captain K’rain was beside her, an impatient expression on her stern face.
“Sorry to interrupt, Aleta.” She sighed.
Akiriha frowned and awkwardly tugged her jacket over her bust to little effect. “Er, something I can do for you, Captain?”
“Actually.” The matriarch smiled. “I’m the one who wanted to speak to you. You see, Captain K’rain was telling me about her part in this little operation, and she mentioned your little pet in passing.”
“Tali?” Akiriha frowned, glancing down at Tali, who was equally confused.
“That’s right. Tali’Zorah Vas Akiriha, formerly Tali’Zorah Vas Normandy?” the matriarch nodded.
“Yes.” Akiriha nodded slowly. “I’m sorry, who are you?”
“Ah, of course.” The Matriarch chuckled softly. “I am Minister Llossana Anima. I oversee Serrice and the rest of Lumina Province, and I’d like to purchase Tali.”
Akiriha blinked. “What?”
“I’d like to buy Tali.” Anima repeated patiently. “You see, I already own the other surviving admirals and I’d quite like to complete the set, so to speak.”
“C… Captain?” Akiriha blinked.
“It’s up to you, I’m just making the introduction.” K’rain winced. “I know you’re fond of her… but she is just one Quarian, you could always get another.”
“Oh you’d be able to buy as many as you pleased.” Anima nodded. “Money is no object. I’m willing to make an offer for three hundred thousand credits right now, but I’m sure we could negotiate if that isn’t to your liking.”
“Three… hundred…”
“Thousand, yes.” Anima purred. “More than fair compensation, don’t you think?”
“I… I don’t know.” Akiriha mumbled, “Tali… she’s not like the other Quarians, she’s… I care about her.”
“Aleta, I know it isn’t my business.” Captain K’rain said gently, “But you could use the money, with everything your family lost in the war, your sisters’ medical bills alone are ruining you.”
“You think I should sell her?” Akiriha said weakly, her grip on Tali’s waist tightening.
“I’m fond of her too.” K’rain sighed, “We all are, but is she worth more than the stability Anima can offer?”
“Mistress?” Tali said nervously, looking up at her owner with conflicted feelings. On the one hand, she really did love Akiriha, she was a fair and gentle owner as well a fantastic fuck, but on the other her real duty was to make sure her owner was as happy as possible. “If selling me will help your family, you should sell me.”
“Tali?”
“I’m just a Quarian.” Tali smiled, squeezing her hand. “I don’t matter, not compared to you or your family.”
“My, I heard she was well-trained.” Anima remarked cheerfully. “Shall we?”
Akiriha pursed her lips. “You’ll take good care of her?”
“She’ll be the prize of my collection.” Anima nodded, flashing another dazzling smile.
“Then… I suppose it’s a deal.” Akirha breathed, shoulders slumping. “May I have a moment with her?”
“By all means, I’ll just authorise the payment.” Anima purred.
Akiriha gently took Tali away a few paces before brushing some hair out of her face with a strong blue hand. “Well… I suppose this is it.” She sighed heavily and stroked her hands over Tali’s sides, roaming from her ribs down to her hips before giving her tits one last squeeze. “When the Captain said I was to claim you I thought it was too good to be true, the perfect Quarian all to myself. Goddess, I don’t want to say goodbye.”
“I’m really gonna miss you too mistress.” Tali sniffed. “W… will you please say goodbye to Lana and the others for me, and Doctor Ivika?”
“Of course, pet.” Akiriha smiled, bending low and pressing a kiss to Tali’s lips. “You’d best be good, or I’ll have to come and spank you.”
“Yes mistress.” Tali nodded, lovingly stroking the still pulsing pillar of cock that had been her home for the past few months. “I hope you can help your family… and that your next Quarian is as good a slut as me.”
Akiriha chuckled. “Impossible.”
She gave Tali a gentle kiss on the forehead, gave her ass one last grope, turned back towards Anima and pushed Tali towards her. “She’s the best her species has to offer, you’d best take care of her.”
Anima bared her teeth in a pleased grin, hand sliding over Tali’s cheek before she pressed her thumb into her new whore’s mouth. “Oh don’t you worry. I’ll take verrry good care of this little sweetheart.”
“Well, with that done.” K’rain said impatiently. “Minister, Tali, good luck on your journey back to Thessia. Aleta, we still need to discuss the three hundred items Aria T’loak ordered.”
Tali looked over her shoulder as she was led away, watching as her former mistress and her former captain disappeared into the crowd of Asari prowling the deck. She sniffed and wiped her eyes with the back of one hand, then straightened her back and marched along beside her new owner, determined to please.
It was her purpose after all.
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“Welcome home, Admiral.” Anima laughed teasingly, giving Tali’s rump a sharp smack that sent the little Quarian stumbling into her bedchambers. “You already know your sisters, of course.”
“T… Tali?” Admiral Shala’Raan Vas Tonbay, now Vas Anima, whispered, silver eyes lighting up as her owner entered the room. Tali gasped as she saw her old mentor knelt nude on their owner’s bed. Shala’Raan’s new udders heaved with lustful breaths and her new rump glistened with a thin sheen of sweat. Raan had always been curvy, now she was a milfy goddess, her bust fat and soft and her hips and ass plumped to perfection. Long silver hair had been elegantly brushed into a wild mane of curls and her noble, stately face had been expertly made-up to accentuate her natural beauty. Of course, all of it had been immediately ruined by Raan’s purpose as a free-use fuckslave.
“Auntie Raan!” Tali giggled delightedly, hurrying close and trapping the older woman in a wet, passionate kiss. Hands and tongues wrestled as the pair fought to rub their bodies together, plump curves and naked, sweaty flesh slipping over one another before they broke apart panting. “You’re so beautiful.”
“So are you.” Raan purred, caressing Tali’s fat ass and beaming with pride. “Oh Tali, isn’t this wonderful?”
“It’s perfect.” Tali agreed, shooting a smile towards Anima who simply raised a brow. “Mistress Anima said Xen was here too?”
Raan’s expression immediately soured. “Ugh, she’s being a bitch, as usual.”
“Poor Daro is having a little trouble adjusting.” Anima tutted, slipping out of her dress effortlessly. “It’s no matter, I’ll break her soon enough. I think watching you two work would be good for her.”
Tali smiled, all her sadness at leaving Akiriha vanishing at the prospect of cock. She stuck her ass up eagerly and nibbled her lip. “How do you want to use me, mistress? I can do whatever you please.”
Anima laughed and patted her wiggling rear approvingly. “It’s minister, Tali, and as for how I’d like you, follow me.”
Tali followed Raan and Anima across her quarters into a large walk-in closet, only to see that along with the minister’s clothes, Xen was hanging there, waiting to be used.
“Mrrr!” the third admiral growled into her gag, twisting her wrists as they hung above her head, attached to a hook in the ceiling.
“Hello there my dear.” Anima cooed, brushing a finger up Xen’s body from her navel. “I’m happy to say your people fell without an issue. And look, I’ve brought you a playmate.”
“Hi Daro!” Tali giggled, happily obeying her mistress as Anima brought her closer to Xen before bending her forwards and spreading her thighs. Tali let out a squeak as Anima pressed inside her, somehow her new owner was even better endowed than her previous one. “Oooh ,m… minister… your cock… is wonderfully big!”
Anima smirked, but gave Tali’s ass a sharp smack. “No talk pet, put that pretty mouth to use and get Daro to cum for us.”
“Mmm, yes minister.” Tali purred, diving between Xen’s thighs and beginning to greedily devour her pussy. As Anima began to pick up the pace, Tali clutched Xen close and set to work making the furious woman cum, whether she liked it or not.
As the sounds of her own pussy getting pounded, the desperate masturbation of Raan, and the groans and muffled shouts from Xen filled the room. Tali decided she was going to really enjoy being her new owner’s pet whore.
