Chapter 3: The Party

Eight Days later...

It had been a little over a week since Shepard and Churl had their falling out. More like Shepard was angrily yelling into Churl’s answering service and Churl not even giving her one message back. She never felt so powerless. She dumped him but his lack of a response made it feel like he did the dumping.

Shepard was going to visit the Human Councilor’s chambers when she was stuck with three Batarian’s in the elevator. Man, did they smell good Shepard thought to herself. The one in the middle had a lovely cock on him. She cursed herself for being so weak. She missed Churl, and wanted nothing more than to take back what she said, but that would be disastrous she thought to herself, she would lose almost all leverage in their relationship. She debriefed the Councilors on the Leviathans once again since they seemingly had disappeared from their former hideout a fact scared the council because those beings were strong enough to enslave civilizations, just like the reapers.

She looked over to the Embassy wing where all the other races’ wings were lined up one by one. At least this was better than the older days when species had to share embassies.

She wondered what Churl was doing, perhaps she would go say, “Hi”.

She started to walk over there when she noticed a pair of the Batarian bodyguards for the Ambassador, boy they looked good. Shepard’s mind started drifting to thoughts of that night in the very office she was gazing towards.

Shepard took a deep breath as she walked towards the Batarian Embassy, the lewd thoughts about the guards quickly dissipating as she remembered why she was not on good terms with them. As she approached, she could hear the slow, steady beating of their hearts, smell the pheromonal scent that emanated from their pores. It was intoxicating, making her cheeks flush and her pussy tingle once more. Shepard forced herself to focus on her mission, not wanting to fall prey to their sensual charms again.

Just as she reached the doors to the embassy, they swung open, and Churl emerged with an air of arrogance about him. His eyes met hers, and he could not help but smirk as he saw her disheveled appearance - hair tousled and clothes clinging Ing seductively to her body. He couldn’t help but notice how magnificently her breasts jiggled with each step she took.

“Commander,” he said mockingly, “I see you’re still trying to find your way back into my good graces.”

Shepard’s face flushed with anger and embarrassment when he spoke. She wanted nothing more than to lash out at him for what he’d done, but instead, she kept her cool, part of her wanted to break down and say she was sorry. She blurted out the first thing that came into her mind to mask the fact she was about to burst in to check on him, because she was sorry for telling him to get lost.

“Ambassador Churl,” she replied softly, “I just wanted to provide an update on our current investigations into the Leviathan threat.”

Churl chuckled darkly. “Of course,” he said, stepping aside to let her into his office. The room was adorned with images of naked ‘ Shepard’ all over the walls – a constant reminder of what they both shared that fateful night eight days prior.

“Wha? Ambassador, I ... I...”

“Loved every second of it.” Churl said with an evil grin on his face. “You know this information is not necessary for us to know right now.” Churl said as his face turned cold.

“But ... Don’t you want.”

“No” The doors shut in Shepard’s face. She was hurt and walked home dejected. She kicked herself for her outburst after finding out she was sent home sans clothing. After all she has had the best orgasms of her entire life with Churl the Batarian.

Shepard walked home dejected and felt that she said the wrong thing and now could not take it back. Shepard decided that she would eat her pride and call Churl.

Shepard called, “Churl, this is Jane, look, I spoke out of turn, I was angry that you took my clothing in the middle of the embassy ward. Please, let us meet again.” Shepard said sounding desperate. Fortunately, Shepard made it a point to not call him 18 times like last time. Unfortunately, she called back and left 22 messages.

Jane finally gave up and was weeping in her apartment when a call came it was from Churl.

“If you want to resume our little dalliance Jane, meet me here, and be prepared to everything I saw everything. This is your last chance, Jane.”

“Ok, ok what do you want me to do?” Jane said.

“Show up at this address in two hours.”

Shepard glanced down at her clothes, feeling a wave of dread wash over her. She had worn the same tight red dress for twot days, ever since Churl had taken her clothes and her Omni-tool. The red dress was a stark reminder of her vulnerability and powerlessness, and it made her feel exposed and weak. Despite her desire for revenge, she knew she needed Churl back in her life. She had to grovel, beg, and do whatever it took to get him back, even if it meant swallowing her pride.

As she dressed in her finest outfit, she felt her confidence returning. It was time to show Churl that she was still the same resilient, unstoppable Commander she had always been. Two hours later, she arrived at the address Churl had given her in the Asari district.

Jane arrived at the address that Churl had given her, her heart beating rapidly with anticipation and a hint of fear. She was not sure what to expect, but she knew that this was her last chance to salvage whatever was left between her and Churl.

As she approached the door, it opened to reveal a tall the muscular Batarian man with a cold expression on his face it was Churl. Churl gestured for Jane to enter and she did so tentatively as if entering to accept her surrender.

Jane could feel his eyes scanning her body and she shifted uncomfortably under his intense gaze. She wondered what kind of test he would put her through to prove herself worthy of Churl’s time.

“Good you showed up. This is one of my apartments on the Citadel.” Churl continued, “You will do everything I say without question or hesitation. If you fail in any way, then our little rendezvous will be over before it even begins and your time with me will terminate.”

Jane gulped but nodded in agreement. She was willing to do whatever it took to earn back Churl’s trust and forgiveness.

Churl led her to a room where there were various tools and weapons scattered around. Jane’s heart raced as she realized this may not be just a simple test of loyalty.

“Strip,” Churl commanded.

Jane hesitated for a moment, but then remembered Churl’s words - ‘do whatever he says’. She slowly removed her clothes until she stood before him completely bare.

“Now stand still,” Churl said as he circled around her, examining every inch of her body. Jane suppressed the urge to cover herself up as she felt vulnerable under his piercing gaze.

After what seemed like an eternity, Churl finally spoke again. “Hmm not bad,” he said with a smirk.

“Go over there and place your palms flat against the wall.”

Shepard looked over to the part of the wall and padded her feet over to the wall and placed her palm flat against the wall.

“You are quite a lovely specimen Jane. Much healthier than my normal prey. It is ok the fact that you here means you can stop lying to yourself. I am here to teach you some basic Batarian customs. “ Churl said in a basso tone that most Batarians possessed. He was different, he was much more refined, then Shepard wondered was it because he was a member of the Sky/Air Caste.

“So, I am going test your sincerity slut. The test is simple keep your palms flat against the wall and pass, remove them and fail. Got it slut” Churl barked.

“Yes” Shepard answered, her face blushing. She had not even thought of bolting out of the room. She messed up.

“Good, stay there we need to make sure you look the part.” Churl said chuckling slightly.

Shepard tried to look back to see what Churl was doing but was meant with an immediate rebuke from one of the guards. “Eyes front slut.”

“Actually, that was my fault. Let us fix that oversight right now” Churl correcting himself.

“You have not been taught how to act in front of a superior Batarian, yet.”, with those words Churl went to the other room for a few moments and came back with something in his hand. The next Shepard knew a visor was being secured to her head. Then when it was fastened the room went dark.

Shepard panicked slightly as her vision was robbed of her by the visor serving as a blindfold.

Shepard heard footsteps behind her then a strong clawed hand was upon her ankle it was apply a cold salve of some kind.

Churl had gotten a jar of something that looked like black gel. But when he started rubbing it into Shepard’s skin its consistency changed into a thicker version of body oil. Shepard moaned slightly when he reached the upper part of her thighs.

She suddenly felt a warmth ooze over every inch of body. She even let out an approving moan. Then he proceeded to adorn the naked body of Shepard with shiny silver rings that went around her ankles and wrist. He wrapped the last ring around her neck as it completed the set.

“There now you look ready to be dessert.” Churl said from behind Shepard.

“Now let us start with a simple demonstration remember hands do not leave that wall or it is all over.” Churl said looking down.

As Jane felt the warmth of the oil spread across her skin, she could not help but let out a small mewling whine. It felt both slippery and invigorating at the same time. She tried to focus on staying still, hands flat against the wall as she heard Churl undress behind her. His Batarian pheromones filled the air, mixing with the scent of his cologne, making her head spin slightly. She could feel him getting closer, his hot breath on her neck sending shivers down her spine. She strained to listen for any further instructions from him.

He did not move away as he pressed his massive cock against her ass cheek, rubbing slowly. Jane gasped at the feeling, trying not to react too much as he whispered in her ear, “You’re ready for this?” His voice was deep and commanding, sending a shiver running through her entire body. He took advantage of her vulnerability by spanking her perfect ass cheeks lightly before pulling back slightly. “Good girl.”

Jane’s heart raced as she waited for his next move, wondering what else he had in store for her. A moment later, she felt his hardness press against her entrance from behind; he was ready to take her from behind without any foreplay or warning. It hurt but it also felt so good that she could not help herself from letting out a soft moan of pleasure. She closed her eyes tightly as he slowly thrust into her tight channel, filling every inch of her with his length. Shepard could feel herself.

Jane’s breathing hitched as Churl pounded into her from behind, his meaty thighs slapping against her ass cheeks with each powerful stroke. Shepard gripped the wall tighter, biting her lip to keep from screaming out in pleasure mixed with pain. His pace quickened, his Batarian girth stretching her tight channel more and more as he found her sweet spot, hitting it mercilessly. She threw her head back in ecstasy, unable to believe the sensations coursing through her body. It had been too long since she felt such intense pleasure, even if it was unwanted at first.

Moans escaped from Jane’s lips as Churl picked up his pace even more, slamming into her with ferocity that made her pussy clench around him with each hard thrust. She could not believe how much she was enjoying this - something about being taken rough and hard against the wall made everything feel different than any other lover she had known before. The sound of their skin slapping together echoed in the otherwise quiet room, only broken by their heavy breathing and the occasional grunt of pleasure from both. As he picked up speed, she felt herself getting closer and closer to orgasm without any warning or teasing from him.

Suddenly, he pulled out of her completely and Jane let out a whine of disappointment. She listened closely for his next command but did not hear anything for a few moments until she felt warm saliva dripping onto her anus.

“Open your legs,” he commanded just as one of his massive hands gripped her hair harshly and yanked her head back while the other coated his cock in the same gel they used earlier before pushing it up against her puckered asshole entrance. His fingers spreading it open accommodating for his thickness despite how big he was.

Batarian men were known for their prowess and longevity in sex, and she was experiencing first-hand just how impressive they could be in bed - or rather on walls or floors or anywhere else they pleased really.

As his finger breached her tight hole, she let out a yelp of surprise mixed with pain but also pleasure as he pushed deeper and deeper, stretching her more than ever before. His free hand grabbed her hair, holding her still as he began to work her ass with skill that showed he had done this many times before. His thick lubricated digit slipped in and out of her slowly, teasing her entrance until she was ready for him. With a loud growl, he plunged inside her ass just as Churl had done moments earlier - only this time, it was more painful than pleasurable at first. She let out a gasp followed by a moan as he started pumping in and out of her sensitive hole, hitting all the right spots with each thrust.