After Dark 7/?
anonymous
August 23 2012, 19:06:25 UTC
A!A: Thank you all for the comments and encouragements. This story is hard to write, I appreciate every one of them a lot.
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He took the bottle, opened it and swallowed a pill. Commander before him looked pleased.
“Very good, Garrus,” he said, stepping aside. “Now go to your human and undress her.”
Garrus clenched his fists so hard his talons dug in his skin, but obeyed. He went to her and she looked at him with hate. The two turians were now holding her by her arms, handcuffs removed from her wrists. He had no idea what to do. He studied the dark cloth carefully, but there were no clasps or anything, like it was her second skin and wasn’t supposed to be removed.
“There’s a small piece of metal on her back, pull it down,” Avitus told him. Garrus slowly went behind her as if pain and suffering waited him there. He could see everyone present over her head, their hungry glares. Some were stroking their plates through pants to loosen them, preparing for action. He looked down and took the small clip in his fingers and dragged it across her back revealing her skin. He saw the human shudder.
Garrus carefully pealed it of her shoulders, trying not to touch her. One of the guards released her arm and he pulled down the suit from it, but the moment it was free the human used his hesitation and elbowed him in the stomach, the same place he was hit earlier. The pain had him bent over and gasping. Their sick audience laughed.
The human was quickly caught again and Garrus decided to hurry up. Better to get it done faster and let it be over. He pulled of the cloth from her other arm and legs while holding her limbs so that she wouldn’t hit him again. Part of him wished she’d just break free and kill him or beat him until the only thing he’d feel and could think of was pain. But he refused to make this any more entertaining for the other turians.
With the undersuit gone, she still had pieces of fabric around her hips and chest.
“Cut them off, she won’t need them anymore,” he heard commander say and a combat knife was given him. He placed it carefully under one shoulder strap and pulled, cutting it in half. Then he did the same to the other one, the wider piece on her back and the sides of the garment on her hips. The human was standing in the middle of the mess hall completely naked now. Garrus threw the knife away, dreading what he’d be ordered to do next.
Avitus walked around her, studying her body: “Very nice, just my type. Too bad I already promised her to you.” He stopped before her, two turians still holding her arms and Garrus standing behind her. “Touch her, see how soft her skin is.”
Garrus put his hands on her sides, barely grazing her, but Avitus grabbed his wrists and pushed them firmly against her. Then he proceeded to drag his hands to her front and up slowly, watching the human’s body intently as if he was stroking her, but for some reason he kept his word and didn’t touch her. He led Garrus’ hands over her breasts slowly, then back down to her hips and her ass.
Commander pulled one of his hands to her front and pushed it against her lower belly.
“Stroke with your finger between her legs. Find her opening and push it inside her. It’s time to get acquainted,” he said and Garrus tried to pull away his hand on instinct, but Avitus grip was too strong. “If you’re so unwilling, there are plenty of others who’d do to her whatever I tell them.”
***
He took the bottle, opened it and swallowed a pill. Commander before him looked pleased.
“Very good, Garrus,” he said, stepping aside. “Now go to your human and undress her.”
Garrus clenched his fists so hard his talons dug in his skin, but obeyed. He went to her and she looked at him with hate. The two turians were now holding her by her arms, handcuffs removed from her wrists. He had no idea what to do. He studied the dark cloth carefully, but there were no clasps or anything, like it was her second skin and wasn’t supposed to be removed.
“There’s a small piece of metal on her back, pull it down,” Avitus told him. Garrus slowly went behind her as if pain and suffering waited him there. He could see everyone present over her head, their hungry glares. Some were stroking their plates through pants to loosen them, preparing for action. He looked down and took the small clip in his fingers and dragged it across her back revealing her skin. He saw the human shudder.
Garrus carefully pealed it of her shoulders, trying not to touch her. One of the guards released her arm and he pulled down the suit from it, but the moment it was free the human used his hesitation and elbowed him in the stomach, the same place he was hit earlier. The pain had him bent over and gasping. Their sick audience laughed.
The human was quickly caught again and Garrus decided to hurry up. Better to get it done faster and let it be over. He pulled of the cloth from her other arm and legs while holding her limbs so that she wouldn’t hit him again. Part of him wished she’d just break free and kill him or beat him until the only thing he’d feel and could think of was pain. But he refused to make this any more entertaining for the other turians.
With the undersuit gone, she still had pieces of fabric around her hips and chest.
“Cut them off, she won’t need them anymore,” he heard commander say and a combat knife was given him. He placed it carefully under one shoulder strap and pulled, cutting it in half. Then he did the same to the other one, the wider piece on her back and the sides of the garment on her hips. The human was standing in the middle of the mess hall completely naked now. Garrus threw the knife away, dreading what he’d be ordered to do next.
Avitus walked around her, studying her body: “Very nice, just my type. Too bad I already promised her to you.” He stopped before her, two turians still holding her arms and Garrus standing behind her. “Touch her, see how soft her skin is.”
Garrus put his hands on her sides, barely grazing her, but Avitus grabbed his wrists and pushed them firmly against her. Then he proceeded to drag his hands to her front and up slowly, watching the human’s body intently as if he was stroking her, but for some reason he kept his word and didn’t touch her. He led Garrus’ hands over her breasts slowly, then back down to her hips and her ass.
Commander pulled one of his hands to her front and pushed it against her lower belly.
“Stroke with your finger between her legs. Find her opening and push it inside her. It’s time to get acquainted,” he said and Garrus tried to pull away his hand on instinct, but Avitus grip was too strong. “If you’re so unwilling, there are plenty of others who’d do to her whatever I tell them.”
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