Chapter 1: Don’t Ask, Tell!

Shepard could not believe her luck. They found an actual intact live Prothean on Eden Prime. The first day talking to him was harsh. He was so severe, aggressive, and direct. Candor would be an understatement. Shepard thought. Liara was so shocked they lived as tyrants in a world where might makes right.

EDI kept asking if she was safe or if should barriers be put in place to keep Shepard safe. Jane just shrugged EDI off and reassured her it would be ok. Then about three days into assimilating with the crew, Javik looked at Shepard oddly. All those glowing eyes looking in her direction kind of made her uneasy.

Shepard tried to empathize with him. Shepard thought it would be a good idea for Javik to get a chance to fight some Reapers. It all started to change when Shepard walked in to Javik’s quarters to see if he wanted to come. She thought about how to gently ask him as to not offend he seemed very on edge whenever they had encounters with him.

“Hey Javik, I am glad I could catch up with you. We are going on a quick evacuation operation and was wondering if you wanted to tag along and fight some indoctrinated soldiers.” Shepard thought this would be easier than explaining Cerberus.

“Let me get this straight? You are Commander of this vessel, and you are asking if I want to go on the next mission with you” Javik looked back but something in his tone was off almost like it was disgust.

“Yes ... I figured you would want to go and knock some of that rust off and go after the bad guys” Shepard said trying to be as nice and diplomatic as possible.

“Very Well Commander” Javik responded harshly but that is how he responded to everyone about everything.

They went to a small world to evacuate some citizens that were under assault by Indoctrinated Cerberus forces. The fight went well. Javik’s biotics were powerful and a different color for some reason.

Javik looked at Commander Shepard and waited for her to come back into his quarters. “Hey Javik, your biotics are quiet formidable, I think you are going to make a powerful addition to the team. If there anything else, you require that we can provide you need but to ask” Shepard said. Little did she know how sexually aggressive Protheans were and that the fact she always got kind of worked up after a battle would be perceived by the Prothean.

“Asking, you mean placing the power of action into the hands of another person?” Javik said standing up from his cot. His eyes glowed bright yellow.

“I guess you could say that?” Shepard said looking confused towards Javik and asking with an air of uncertainty.

“Never!” Javik growled out her clawed hand darting out and seized her wrist and pulling upwards until he was face to face with Shepard who was dangling with her tippy toes barely able to touch the ground. My word he was strong. Shepard thought.

“Javik let me go! Now!” Shepard barked back, but Javik already deemed her too weak to command. The fact she asked him anything was abhorrent to Javik. In Javik’s mind Might makes Right, the powerful rule and others follow and no one who asks permission is ever truly in charge.

“No” Javik said without a hint of remorse. “Humanity is our people’s Legacy, your flesh has always been ours, even your very gene contains weakness towards my kind” Javik explained.

“Let me go! Javik, I am the commanding offic-’

<Splat>

Javik spat some sort of webbing over Shepard’s mouth.

“Mmppgrgh Mmgghtm! Mmmmm!” Shepard screamed into the webbing but was muffled. She was only able to breathe through her nose. Javik just held her up by her wrist until she stopped screaming and squirming and simply turned his wrist to expose an under claw that looked hallow. It pierced the webbing that was covering Shepard’s mouth.

Shepard’s eyes went wide as the gooey substance descended into her throat. She wondered what he just gave her. She whimpered as she felt vulnerable hanging by her wrist at the mercy of this alien in front of her. She was The Commander Shepard one of the fiercest warriors in the galaxy yet in front of this Prothean she was just mild inconvenience, a snack.

Shepard gulped more of the substance down as Javik just held her there while she imbibed more and more of the gooey substance that tasted like a mixture of cinnamon and honey. The fluid did not stop until about a full two minutes. By then Shepard’s moans were turning more pleasurable. She was feeling very flushed. What the fuck was in that substance.

Javik finally withdrew the retractable claw and walked Shepard forward until she was pressed against the wall by his body.

“You no longer give me orders.” Javik said. Shepard wanted to say something but was unable to because of the webbing on her mouth. Javik took this moment to snake his other claw over the collar of Shepard’s work shirt. He pulled down and her shirt began to rip he then slid it down her chest in between her breast until it ripped in half and split up. The claw was strong enough to rip Shepard’s bra in the process leaving her tits exposed as they popped free. Shepard was feeling strangely docile to the Prothean’s touch. She felt very warm.

Javik as if to analyze her state touched her. A vision immediately flooded Shepard’s mind of countless species having the retractable claw Javik used to force the gooey substance into their body. Shepard tried to clear her head, but it was incredibly foggy, and she was feeling a nice soft buzz over her body. It was incredibly relaxing she told herself.

“Ah, so listen, human, I am going to dissolve my web. Do not talk unless I give permission, do not scream if you want to not get good people hurt. Do you understand human?” Javik asked. Shepard slowly nodded her head. Javik reached forward and sprayed something from a top retractable claw and the webbing dissipated. Shepard’s breathing returned and the sound of her panting came to the forefront.

“Ah I see it is working” Javik chuckled. Shepard started to form a high sheen of sweat as the toxin permeated her body. Shepard could not resist, “What did you give me am I going to die!” Shepard said becoming short of breath.

“No. It is just something we Protheans evolved to give our subservient races. We made you susceptible to it when we helped engineer you forward. We cannot have our creations rebelling against us can we?”

“It feels good” Shepard confessed.

“Remove the rest of your clothes” Javik ordered pointing to Shepard’s pants and shoes.

“What?” Suddenly thrusted aware of what was happening.

“Strip! I will not ask again, unless you want me to rip them too” Javik added.

“No” Shepard said as she reached down and undid her built and unzipped her pants dragging them over her hips until they pooled at their ankles.

“All of it” Javik said. Jane slid them off and faced Javik.

“Listen Javik you handled me, but my crew will never follow you. You are the outsider in this timeline, and you are one Prothean.” Jane said hoping to suede him from stopping this.

“But they will follow you, and you will follow me” Javik said as it was fact.

“Now listen if you think I am go-”

<Splat> <Splat>

Javik spat out two shots of webbing one around her mouth and the other over her eyes.

“Silence. You spoke without permission.” Javik informed her. Shepard hands went straight for the webbing around her eyes and as she pulled to no avail. Javik shot out his hand once again catching both her wrist.

<Splat>

Shepard’s wrist got webbed and were now stuck together like a biological handcuff. Shepard blinded and rendered dumb stood breathing hard through her nose as she was naked unable to get her bearings; the toxin was making it harder to concentrate.

Then she felt Javik’s hand grab her neck. He pushed her forward bending her down. Then she felt another round of webbing that pinned her wrist to the wall leaving her bent over and exposed to Javik. She tried unsuccessfully to see through her ‘blindfold’ then tried to scream for help to but all that occurred was a mewl. Then she felt a hand caress her ass. As before her head filled up with visions of Javik having sex with hundreds of people. Shepard started breathing heavy from her nose realizing what was about to happen.

<Smack>

“Mmghhm!” Shepard moaned into her webbed gag.

“I see, you cannot hide things from me Slut.” Javik declared. His mastery of human communication was becoming much more nuanced with every tactile interaction with Shepard and much more intimate.

<Smack>

“mmm” Shepard whimpered.

“I know you like to be spanked whore” Javik announced. Oh no he got her memories just like she got his. He knows all her most well-kept kinks. This is not good. It was working too, either from the toxin or his treatment of her.

<Smack>

“nnmm” Shepard yelped into her gag.

“You like to be degraded, treated like a slut, made into a fucktoy.” Javik growled out. Shepard was getting sopping wet down there. He found her weakness. She heard the crinkling of something moving on Javik’s body then she felt it. His cock or rather cocks. Oh, shit he was going to fuck her in the ass and pussy at the same time. She struggled but was stuck to the wall. Javik entered her and began to degrade her like she craved.

Shepard’s body arched back, unable to escape the pleasurable pain and humiliation. Her mind raced, trying to think of a way out of this situation. But as Javik’s alien appendages moved inside her, she could not deny the rising desire consuming her.

“Mmm ... you enjoy this, don’t you?” Javik whispered into her ear, his voice sending shivers down her spine. “No matter how much they try to convince themselves, humans crave submission. You are no exception.”

Shepard moaned into her gag, unable to deny the truth in his words. The more she fought against it, the more powerful her desires grew. She started to move her hips in rhythm with Javik’s thrusts, urging him deeper inside her. Each slap and harsh word from his mouth sent a jolt of pleasure through her body.

“You are just my hole now slut!” Javik chortled. Damn him and his tactile learning. He was using the proper words the exact way she loved them. Shepard mewled loudly into her gag. The twin dicks fucking both her holes were already causing her to orgasm hard. She spasmed. Javik hurled degrading insult after degrading insult.

Shepard’s body shuddered and convulsed, her climax peaking as Javik continued to degrade her. She writhed under his touch, unable to control the incredible bliss surging through her. Each insult, each slap, each thrust pushed her closer to the edge.

“Pathetic! You love it!” Javik snarled, his voice shaking with his own pleasure. “You want this! You need this!”

As much as she wanted to deny it, she knew it was true. She could feel the power he held over her, the control he had taken. Her body screamed in protest and pleasure, caught between wanting him to stop and begging for more.

Just when she thought she could not take any more, Javik’s thrusts slowed, then stopped. Shepard whimpered into her webbing, unsure what was coming next. Javik came hard into her and not only did she climax again she felt the ungodly pleasure of the narcotic that was present in Prothean sperm. My heavens it felt better than anything she ever felt. Her whole body felt like it was floating. She came again when it hit her.

As Javik’s hot seed filled her, Shepard let out a guttural moan, her body trembling in ecstasy. The narcotic in his sperm sent waves of pleasure through her body, intensifying her orgasm and leaving her feeling like she was floating on a cloud. She hung limply against the wall as she was already feeling it hard to stand up even when propped by his webbing.

<Splat>

Javik shot the dissolving fluid from his retractable claw and the web holding her against the wall and her hands together dissolved. Shepard was so out of it from the amazing double fucking she received she fell into Javik’s arms, who guided her to his bed, as she still was gagged and blindfolded by his webbing.

He laid her down on her stomach and Shepard relaxed on his bed her head stuck on his pillow. She did not have much time to rest however, as the Prothean picked her up again and slid his twin dicks into her ass and pussy again from behind.

Shepard’s eyes shot open. She was about to find out the ridiculous sexual endurance of a Prothean. If she knew the damn bastard’s bio-engineered themselves to fuck for hours before needing a break she might have been prepared about what was she about to receive.

Shepard’s body arched and jerked beneath him, each thrust sending waves of pleasure through her. She was powerless against his mastery, her limbs weak and unresponsive. The gag muffled her cries, but he could hear the desperation in her whimpers.

“You belong to me now, Human,” Javik growled, relishing in the sound of her struggles even as they fueled his own pleasure. “And you will submit to me willingly ... or be forced to.”

Javik’s grip tightened around her waist, his thrusts becoming more forceful with each passing moment. Shepard moaned into her gag, unable to resist the intense pleasures he was inflicting upon her. Her body arched under his touch, each slap and degrading word from his mouth pushing her closer and closer to the edge.

“Slut!” Javik snarled, his voice shaking with ruthless authority.

“Mine!” he declared, slamming into her again and again. The sensation of being filled by his alien appendages was overwhelming, and she knew she was lost to him completely. Her body shook with each thrust, her next climax drawing ever nearer.

Just as she thought she could not take any more, Javik slowed his pace. Shepard whimpered in protest, her body urgently demanding more. But he was not finished yet. With a final growl, he plunged into her one last time, sending her hurtling over the edge.

Shepard screamed into her gag, her body convulsing as wave after wave of pleasure washed over her. It was too much, too intense – but she could not deny the sheer ecstasy that surged through her with each thrust. Her body shook and shuddered beneath him, helpless against the powerful sensations that consumed her.

Shepard came so hard this time that her spasms look like she was being electrocuted. She squirted hard on his cock and squealed behind her gag.

Javik reached around and undid her webbing. Shepard was too into the moment to care that she could see and talk again.

“Oh God yes Javik don’t stop!” Shepard blabbered out.

She could feel herself slipping deeper into his control, becoming nothing more than his toy, his plaything to use and abuse as he pleased.

“Use me!” she cried out, her voice no longer muffled by the gag. “Fuck me! Degrade me! Make me yours!”

<Clop> <Squish> < Clop> < Squish> < Clop> < Squish>

Javik smirked, his prized human now wholly at his mercy. He thrust into her one last time, relishing the sight of her desperate, pleading expression as he reclaimed his dominance over her.