Chapter 3: Chasing Good Money After Bad

Two Days Later...

Liara looked at the footage from the first day of Shepard’s capture and her heart sank. She was the last scene entering an abandoned warehouse. That is where the video ended, and no one has seen Shepard since. It is as if she dropped off the grid. Liara decided that she would have to first go rescue her wet work team then have them go and rescue her love. In the meantime she alerted Miranda Lawson who was already on the Citadel to see what she could find out.

One Week Later...

Miranda Lawson desperately looked for Shepard. She needed her old Commander’s help with finding her sister before her father got to her. Everyone hunted Miranda now since the coup attempt. She was wanted by C-Sec and Cerberus. She hated her life now. Miranda was about to give up when she came across a drunk Batarian bragging that they had a piece of Shepard and made her cum so hard she nearly squeezed his dick in half. Miranda feared the worst.

She found out from the Batarian that Shepard was going to be back on the Citadel soon. Saying that she finished her initiation duties. The Batarian broke out in laughter before Miranda got angry and punched the Batarian so hard that she accidentally crushed his skull with a biotically charge punch.

Afterwards, Miranda was worried.

Miranda did not like the way that sounded. Miranda decided to get the face generator so she could blend in better and be able to get closer without arousing suspicion. She hung low at Purgatory but did not see or hear anyone talking about Shepard. She was about to give up when she remembered that most Batarians were at the docks. She decided to go to the docks and go to the Batarian section. She entered tentatively and then stopped in her tracks. She felt the hot sting of a interference laser, immediately her disguise went away and a Batarian with an Omni-Tool was scanning her. She also felt a shotgun on her back. Miranda put her hands up and she was priming up for a biotic shot when she felt a neural shock hit her as soon as her fist turned blue.

“Arrrrrgggh!!!!” Miranda’s neck felt like acid was burning it. Before she could react another Batarian slapped a collar around Miranda’s neck. Miranda kicked behind her only to have a strong Batarian catch her hands and pull them hard behind her back.

“I know this bitch; she was there when the humans spread their plague on Omega.” Cried one of the Batarian Refugees. “This bitch was responsible for killing my brother, freaking Cerberus super agent or something.

These alien hating fucks killed my entire expeditionary force unit in the Attican Traverse.” Yelled another. Miranda’s new friends were not happy to see her in the slightest.

Miranda went to kick the person with the gun and realized what was just snapped around her neck. The intense shock invaded her senses with a harsh awareness. Every Batarian around her had their slave crops out and was poised to start whipping and stinging her with no remorse whatsoever. Miranda knew that the Batarian slave collar meant her biotics were useless now. She had just been caught by Batarians. Miranda panicked hard; this was not good.

Miranda knew what would happen next. She did not fight when they took out their hand-held plasma cutters and made short work of her uniform, in mere seconds she was naked as the day she was born in front of an entire contingent of angry Batarian refugees who had apocalypse sickness. The mental state where one engages in the most hedonistic debauched activity because they know they are about to die. That was the last anyone saw of Miranda.

Two and Months After Shepard’s Capture.

Liara was worried beyond all belief she was trying to secure her wet work team she got back to the Citadel the news hit that Shepard was missing. She knew C-Sec would not look for a human, and no one cared about one missing agent when the galaxy was in danger of dying. She had to find her love, fortunately for her she was the Shadow Broker. She had no idea Miranda was pulling at the same thread but that is when she got the news from one of her agents in the Blue Suns that Shepard was either back on the Citadel, or about to be back at the Citadel. Point was, that she was here. That is the first solid lead since this all began. Liara’s stomach turned, if those bastards so much as laid a hand on her she would crush every bone in their bodies Liara vowed to herself.

Liara’s found a small piece of Shepard’s clothing on one of the back alleys by the Markets. She looked at it and investigated it. Judging by the dust residue on the surface of the piece of clothing, it had been on the ground roughly months now.

“What have you gotten yourself into Jane.” Liara was about to cry when she looked over to one of the secret hallways in the Citadel. It was opened recently. The Asari were very careful when using them for fear other races would discover their use. Not even the Salarian’s knew about them. She had heard the Batarians knew about them when they were still in the good graces of the Council before the Humans arrived.

She decided to go into one of the passages. Shortly after entering the passage after she walked a short way when Liara came across scores of Batarians talking amongst themselves in a common area in between the other hidden hallways. Liara decided to sneak closer and activate her Omni-Tool to record the conversation so she could decipher clues later on. Little did she know a Batarian Engineer who oversaw the security of the passage dispatched five stealth drones that were cloaked and were already following her the second after entering the hidden passageway. She did not notice them until it was too late. The last thing Liara felt before passing out was an electric tendril hitting her directly on the back of her neck...

Four Months after Shepard’s capture.

Ashley felt sick, she defended Udina, the traitor. Following that up by basically called humanity’s last hope one. Anderson and Hackett refused to talk to her until she found and brought back Shepard. So, she went to look for her at the last place she was seen.

Ashley lowered her visor as she did some reconnaissance. While Miranda and Liara were operatives, Ashley was bona-fide soldier. She no longer had her Specter status because unlike Shepard, she was not dating the Shadow Broker. Furthermore, she was appointed by Udina which made her chances of staying activated in the organization close to zero. This did not mean she did not know how to chase down leads. She decided to hang out in Purgatory.

Ashley listened in pretending to drink silently at the bar. She then looked at a couple of Blue Suns struggling out of the club. She quietly or so she thought followed the Batarians and waited for one of the trios to lag. She jumped the Batarian and started to press her assault rifle against his chin.

“Ok talk you 4 eyed fucks. What did you do with Shepard?” Ashley growled.

“We took her and made her into our whore, bitch want to join her?” The Batarian answered before letting out a chuckle smugly.

<Thwak!> Ashley growled as she hit the Batarian with the butt of her Assault Rifle

“Ah, why did you do that.?” The Batarian cried out holding his head where Ashley bashed him with the butt of her rifle.

“I do what I want asshole! Now tell me where the Commander is, or I will start taking out eyeballs!” Ashley growled.

“I do not think so slut” A voice from behind Ashley called out.

Ashley, sensing danger rolled away from her query to seek cover. The Batarians also scurried under cover.

Unfortunately for Ashley she was trapped against the wall with no place to go. Worse did not realize she was in one of the Citadel’s numerous alleys.

“Ok you slaving cunts! I have two things to tell you. First, I am about to start firing and when I do C-sec is going to swarm this place, and the second is that I am going to kill each one of you on my way back to Purgatory. “Ashley threatened.

There was just silence for about ten seconds. Then Ashley got impatient. “What you bug eyed looking mother fuckers have nothing to say?” Ashley yelled out.

Then she heard the airy sound of a grenade being shot out. It hit the floor behind her and started spewing gas all around her, but Ashley was a veteran, and this was not her first rodeo. She immediately hit the ground and activated her gas mask. She waited for the gas to dissipate around her before answering.

“Are you fucking slags serious right now gas grenades who do you think I am? I am wearing my mask fuckface!” Ashley yelled. Then she heard the response that made her heart sink. Laughter unbridled laughter. Batarian Laughter to be exact.

“I know Human. This gas activates through the skin.” The Batarian answered, and the laughter that followed terrified her into unconsciousness.

Ashley immediately began to feel her legs become heavy. She stumbled into cover and pointed her gun towards the Batarian as she became extremely disoriented and dizzy.

Ashley’s whole world was becoming blurry and the last thing she heard before passing out was a Batarian telling her that “she is going to look great next to the others.”

Defunct Area of Chora’s Den.

Four and half months after Shepard’s Capture.

Kasumi was despondent. She watched the Reapers gain more of a foothold every day. She knew the galaxy needed allies desperately. So she decided to try and find the ones that could make a difference. She started investigating what happened to Shepard, Liara, Miranda, and Ashley. She was desperate now. The war was not going well, without Shepard, the galaxy could not gather any momentum since she cured the Genophage. Unlike the others before her, she would not dare uncloak herself. She figured she would listen around. She heard isolated mutterings of Batarians knowing the location of Shepard. If they had Shepard, they were being incredibly tight lipped about it. She thought she combed every inch of the Citadel when she caught a break. As she quietly took a ride on an elevator, she heard a group of the Batarian refugees speak about hanging around the old marketplace. Which was odd, the place was defunct and was littered with enormous fallen superstructure beams and rubble. There was no known way to get around, it was covered in rubble. She decided to try to head there anyway. She followed the group of Batarians only to find they were going to that very marketplace. They were near the old C-Sec headquarters. When C-Sec was located on the lower levels next to the Marketplace.

Kasumi followed them and noticed them pressing something on the wall. A section went up to reveal a hidden door within the Citadel. Kasumi grinned at a hidden doorway. She loved those. She immediately followed without even being noticed, but that is what she was good at. She shadowed the group to the door exit on the other side of the passage. It placed them in the area that was formerly Chora’s Den. It was entirely functional. So was the entire section of the ward, an entire hidden Batarian enclave secured and hidden by rubble. It was exclusively Batarian now or so it seemed as if that is all she saw entering the club. She saw the man with a state-of-the-art scanner. This caused the thief to be careful when entering. careful but not afraid, she had gotten around worse. Eventually, she made it past the door attendant after observing his pattern for a couple of seconds. Kasumi then decided to climb up the walls and rest on one of the ceiling beams that housed one of the bright lights.

Kasumi was impressed by what the Batarians were able to do here. They made themselves an entire home were outsiders were not welcome. Perhaps they were more resourceful than what the council gave them credit for.

Chora’s Den was not only opened but drastically upgraded. It was about five times the size it was when Fist ran it. However, it also had a distinct Batarian flare. The women here were not free they were all enslaved. They all had Batarian Slave collars. She quickly scoped to see if she could find any of the missing crewmates. She slowly scanned and that is when she saw the first of the missing Specters, Ashley Williams.

Ashley moaned loudly as the Batarian’s thick cock pounded deeper inside her ass, hitting that spot that made her body shudder with delight. She bit her lip, trying to muffle the sounds of her pleasure, but they kept escaping her, filling the room with erotic cries.

“Aaaahhhh, yes! Fuck me harder, you big alien beast!” she whispered, her breath hitching as she felt the rush of exhilaration wash over her. Ashley arched her back, offering herself up to the relentless onslaught of the Batarian’s hips, her muscular ass jiggling enticingly with each powerful thrust.

As she felt him reach deep inside her, hitting that spot that drove her wild, she cried out, her voice echoing throughout the room. “Uuuuhhh, oh my god! That is it, baby! Do not stop!” Ashley’s body tingled with excitement; her pussy dripping wet with anticipation for the next wave of pleasure that would wash over her.

The Batarian took her moans as encouragement, pounding into her harder, faster. He gripped her hips tightly, holding her in place as he pummeled her ass with long, deep strokes. “Oohhh yess,” she moaned, her eyelids fluttering shut as she surrendered to the overwhelming sensations.

“Oohhh, fuck yeah!” Ashley cried out, her body shuddering with ecstasy as she felt the intense pleasure build within her. She gripped the edge of the beam, digging her nails into the rough wood as she tried to keep herself from collapsing under the weight of her desire.

“Oh my god, don’t stop! I am gonna cum!” she warned him, her voice hoarse with need. And then, with one final powerful thrust, she cried out in release, her body bucking violently against the Batarian’s cock.

“Ahhh, yes! Cum for me, baby!” he growled, thrusting harder as he felt her walls pause tight around his cock. Ashley’s cries of pleasure filled the room, echoing off the walls as her orgasm washed over her in waves of bliss.

The Batarian held her tight, grunting with satisfaction as he felt her inner muscles pulse around his cock. “You’re mine,” he groaned, his voice low and rough. And with that, he buried himself to the hilt inside her, filling her up with his thick seed as he joined her in climax.

As they both caught their breath, panting heavily, Ashley could not help but whisper, “That ... was amazing.” The Batarian chuckled darkly, his gaze fixed on her flushed face.

“You are little human Slut.,” he murmured, running a rough hand down her sweat-slicked back. “You’re going to make one hell of a prize.”

“Yes, Master.” Ashley croaked out. She was still recovering when the next Batarian had already heralded his entrance with a harsh slap to her ass and a harsh grapple of her hair.

Oh, dear Kasumi think, girl, think! She had to get her free. But she did not see any of the others. If she tried to free her now she would only end up beside her, this place was too crowded. She was getting worried that the Batarians had them split apart all over the Galaxy when her luck broke on her side. She saw a group of Batarians walk in from another corridor. Most of the Patrons might not have noticed it. It was right next to the back kitchens but not quiet. Kasumi looked on and concluded that this club had another section not available to even the general Batarian presence here. The door was guarded by a group of Batarians who had a couple of Varrens on leashes. Damnit! Kasumi thought to herself.

Of all the security systems Varrens were still the best, she could outsmart any tech, except a nose of a Varren. She would be made if she went after them. She had to think. That is when she saw it. An air vent on the high vaulted ceiling. Normally the vent that high would not even be considered a security risk because of how high up it was no one would dare even try to enter through there. No one except Kasumi of course. She looked up and activated her mag boots and climbed along the ceiling until she reached the vent, she gambled and applied a quick application of omni-gel later. Damn she loved these old locks. Too bad the newer versions could not still open this way. She smirked and slithered inside the vent. She was in. Time to see what the Batarians really got cooking.

She looked down and noticed that this corridor was entirely made up of Batarian Military. They had the same uniforms as the Leviathan on Keiji’s Greybox. They had an odd look about them. Some of their shirts were untucked and others had a walk that was not normal for on duty personal. A casual content stride that indicated utter recreation. Kasumi thought she might have caught the lot in the midst of a party. Perhaps she can take advantage of that fact if she finds any of the captives. She was convinced this is were the lot were kept. Had to be, it was the only variable that made sense. If they found this place, no way the Batarians would let them leave. She stopped in her tracks. She was faced with a choice to make, which passage to search first. She decided she would take the outer ones first then the take the middle one last.

The corridor split into three halls. She decided to take the side passages first starting with the left.

The Left Corridor

The left was strangely quiet. She moved slower so as not to draw attention to herself because of the lack of other noise. She realized why it was quiet. This was a barracks. These soldiers were sleeping. She noticed the hallway went past the bunks on either side of the hallway to another section. The closer she got the sound of Batarians cheering could be heard. Kasumi decided to jump on the ceiling again so she could look down and over people. Batarians were tall aliens, she would be able to get a better assessment if she went that way. Kasumi followed the noise down the hall when she saw a closed doorway. From the sounds of it the noise originated on the other side of the doorway.

In the end Kasumi heard the moaning sound coming from the other side of the door for about five minutes before a Batarian opened the door to leave. Kasumi slid in the second he did that. She then made it a point to stay away from the Batarians walking back and forth from a room in the back and the exit.

Kasumi slid her way until she saw what only she could describe as a party.

“Oh fuck! Oh fuck! Oh fuck!!!!!! Miranda panted out loudly. Miranda’s face was caked in sweat.

“Batarian cock is your favorite dessert isn’t it slut?” The Batarian whose dick was sliding into her taunted.

“Oh Gods Yes!!! I fucking lo-argh!-ve Batarian Cock sir!!! Shit! Batarian Cock is so good! Thank you, thank you!!” Screamed Miranda at the top of her lungs. The perfect specimen was currently grabbing her stilettos behind her back while riding a Batarian dick for all it was worth.

“You are just another Batarian Cumslut aren’t you!!” A mean Batarian with a laser crop was barking at Miranda as he let loose a nasty shot right on her back.

“Yes!!!!! I am a Batarian Cumslut! Argh! Fuck me Master! I need more of your gorgeous cocks!!!!! Oh Fuck! I am about to cum again I cannot stop cumming!!!!” Miranda screamed as the Batarian she was riding thrusted into her just right. Miranda’s entire spasmed violently as her sex exploded right on top of the Batarian. The Batarian unable to hold back any more unloaded into Miranda’s pussy. The perfect human was in the midst of a machine gun orgasm. By the looks of it it was not the first one she has expereinced.

Kasumi’s heart raced with guilt and arousal as she watched Miranda being used like a ragdoll by the voracious Batarians. The woman was covered in glistening oil, her body adorned with degrading ornaments that turned her into a cheap porn star. Her once pristine makeup was now smeared and smudged, making her look like a brothel worker. Kasumi’s eyes widened at the sight of not one, but two nipple piercings with chains connecting them, being used to guide Miranda onto the Batarian’s cock behind her.

But that wasn’t all. As Miranda rose off the Batarian and sat back on the table, Kasumi noticed more rings adorning her body - one on her belly button and others through her clit. And to top it off, Miranda’s sex had been completely shaved bare, revealing a tattoo that made Kasumi’s stomach turn. It read “Whore of the Hegemony” with the sigil of the oppressive governing force below it.

Kasumi couldn’t help but feel a twinge of anger mixed with her arousal at seeing Miranda reduced to this state. But deep down, she knew that this was just another day for the ruthless Batarians - using and abusing anyone they saw fit. And unfortunately for Miranda, she was their latest plaything.

There was a slight lull in the action as the Batarian withdrew his cock. Miranda looked exhausted and simply laid supine while she tried to regain her breath. The break did not last long as a thunderous voice bellowed from someplace beyond the room.

“Show some respect!” A Batarian voice echoed from the ominous darkness.

Startled, Miranda spun around, her heart pounding in terror. A swift zap of a laser whip made her flinch. “Yes Master ... As you wish,” she whimpered hastily, scrambling onto the austere metal table that served as her stage for this grotesque show. Gone was the formidable Ice Queen persona that once wielded fear like a sword. In its place was someone unrecognizable - a meek and trembling pawn caught up in a twisted game.

Suddenly, a hulking figure materialized out of the shadows—the Batarian Captain with his pants already discarded. Kasumi caught sight of him and involuntarily swallowed hard while asking herself if all Batarian males were so — well-endowed?

“Time to earn your keep. Over there now assume the position! “The captain spat.

Kasumi’s mouth hung open as she watched Miranda get brutally fucked on a metal stage. The Batarian Captain was an absolute monster, his impressive length thrusting in and out of Miranda’s tight core with savage intensity. His hips slapped her body hard.