Chapter 3: A Special Report

A Special Report.

Liara T’soni was scared now, her vast information network had been unable to locate Jane Shepard, her lover, for over a week. What is worse is that no one knows about it. In fact, there was a Jane Shepard in the house arrest quarters of Jane, but that was not the Jane Shepard. It was one of the clones Cerberus made. A fact that not even Jane knew about, and Liara did not know about until she took over the role of Shadow Broker that Cerberus made clones of Shepard. She really regretted giving them her body now but that was in the past. She had her first lead a week ago. She sent Feron to track it down and report back to her. Liara got despondent even thinking about it. An hour ago she got a report from another one of her agents on Omega, that Aria had figured out Feron was working for “The Shadow Broker”. Aria had been at war with Shadow Broker for as long as anyone could remember. The fact the actual Shadow Broker changed did not matter, as only a handful of people knew of the change. As far as Aria was concerned this was another violation of sovereignty in her domain. As far as Aria was concerned the Shadow Broker again fucked with Aria.

Liara’s heart sank when she saw the drell’s corpse lying right in front of one of her surveillance feeds. Aria had put a party hat on Feron’s head and positioned him upright so the dead Drell would like he was simply passed out from being drunk. Liara heart sank because in her mind she got him killed. She thought that taking over the gig of Shadow Broker was too hard to pass up. But what she did not count on was that when she co-opted the Shadow Broker’s organization, she co-opted everything, now suddenly, the wrongs done by every Shadow Broker were her wrongs, she was just now beginning to realize that amount of vendetta she inherited in her direction. A mistake she might end up regretting one day.

A klaxon came to life and rang through one of her many vid screens. It was the alarm that glyph made to inform Liara if any news of Shepard was found. The screen came to life.

The Video

“Hello I am Khalisah Al-Jalini here with a special report, and I have a lovely video to show you. Alas Liara, your lover, my fucktoy, and slave, is resilient if I do not say so myself. She took a solid two weeks before she finally told us who you are, Madame Broker. I am part of mutual alliance that will take great delight in your downfall, and now that we know it is some Asari slut, mores the better. Do not worry about your current location, she still has not revealed that, but it will happen soon. I cannot wait to train you like I am training your lover, but do not take my word for it, here is my fuckpet your former lover in all her glory.”

Liara tensed the second she saw Khalisah, the woman was not dressed in her normal ultra conservative long dress attire but was dressed as a the most fuckable Dominatrix in the galaxy. The shiny leather outfit and harsh metallic fixtures made her look much sexier than she normally looks. In fact, Liara was incredibly turned on by seeing her. She had no idea the Khalisah was put together so well, but that subsided when she started listening to her speak, and it became evident this was the person torturing her love, Jane.

The scene changed to earlier. The picture of Shepard immediately made Liara’s heart sink. Shepard was devoid of all clothing and was oiled down to make every curve glisten to any ray of light that kissed her body. She was on all fours on her feet wearing a pair of extremely long dark red metallic red high heels. Liara was quickly getting all hot and bothered at the very sight of her very perfectly shaped savior and lover. Shepard for her part had her eyes downcast on the floor in an extremely meek posture.

“Come here, whore, come here and present! ‘Khalisah ordered.

Shepard crawled seductively towards Khalisah swaying her ass as if she was some exotic dancer giving a show. In a way she was, she crawled across the room the entire time her eyes were downcast, when she reached Khalisah she leaned forward and pressed her lips on top of Khalisah’s foot and kissed them and uttered something Liara never thought she would hear Jane say in her entire life, “Thank you! Mistress, for giving your Slavecunt your attention. How may I worship you today?” Jane said in a meek defeated tone that was also laced with lust.

“You can present like I ordered. Now! You dumb piece of fuck meat!” Khalisah said as she slammed the crop across Jane’s exposed back.

Jane immediately sat atop her high heels and spread her legs, exposing her shaved pussy.

“Good now to show your Goddess is true to her word, I will allow you to come, I just want to show the person you betrayed what was given up for the information of the identity of the Shadow Broker. “Khalisah said.

“No Mistress, anything but that!” Shepard blurted out.

“Khalisah looked down at her pet with a raised eyebrow, “so you do not want to come? You already did the damage slut? Are you sure?”

A couple of seconds past with pure silence until a beat red Shepard said in a breaking voice,” N ... no Mistress?”

“No what slut spit it out now!” Khalisah said patting her foot losing patience.

“No Mistress, I want to come, please let me come.” Shepard said pleadingly, totally defeated.

“I do not know; I went through a lot of trouble arranging this and you are not even properly grateful. In fact, I will end this right now and you will not come again for a month unless I hear how grateful you are with every cock you are about to take.” Khalisah said indignantly as if she had been wrong for Shepard not enthusiastically jumping at the chance to be gangbanged by Cerberus soldiers.

“Damnit slut I am speaking to you, are you grateful?” Khalisah chided down to Shepard who looked like she was downright terrified of the reporter.

“Yyyes I am grateful?” Shepard babbled out.

“Excuse me, want to say that again properly?” Khalisah spat back emphasizing her point with the electro-whip.

“Yes, your piece of fuckmeat is grateful Mistress.” Shepard said turning a new shade of red that Liara had never seen before.

“Good, is what I like to hear. Emily! Bring in Shepard’s reward for being a good piece of fuckmeat.” Khalisah ordered.

“Now Emily!” Khalisah barked.

“I swear all my fucksluts are trying to get in trouble, it is like they like my other type of time with them.” Khalisah started to the camera drone, obviously breaking the fourth wall which, she knew would be Liara.

The camera panned outward and in came a thin very sexy looking Asian woman, Liara immediately identified as Emily Wong. Emily was dress in a back mesh body suit with holes cut out for her breast which had a pair of pierced nipples, which Shepard at least has not suffered yet, and hole cut on for her sex which had multiple piercings, on her pussy lips and bar through her clit. Her body had a variety of humiliating tattoos as well. On her chest above her breast, was the word,” Slut” in three-inch-high letters in cursive red lettering. Above her pussy was a tattoo that read,” Property of Mistress K”. Liara noticed more but could not make them out now. Then she saw Emily look over to the side and make eye contact with someone off screen.

She hurriedly gestured toward the hallway. Shortly after, the person she was communicating with came into view. What came into view was about 20 or so guards, the white outfits that had yellow symbol of Cerberus gave it away.

Shepard briefly hesitated but steeled herself quickly. Behind her was the blue hue of the lighting arcs of the Batarian electro-crop that was in the hand of Khalisah.

Liara’s shot up to her gaping mouth as the sight of the soldiers entering the room, namely because the men were only wearing shirts and nothing else, they already had taken off their pants before entering the room.

“Shepard greet your Ex-Cerebus compatriots! Wonderful men who spent many manhours bringing you back from the dead. Comrades who gave you every resource under the sun so you could survive a suicide mission. Make me proud.” Khalisah commanded tapping Shepard’s head in with her Batarian crop.

Shepard took her hands from behind her head and slid them under her breast like a common hooker and said in the most submissive begging voice she could muster, “Please, Sirs, can you help me one more time. May I please have your lovely come. I want all your come. May I feel what it is like to be fucked by real humans and not some Asari fuckslut.”