(Commission) The Clean Room Chapter Two.

A sequel piece commissioned by PrimeArch. After Tali's experience in the clean room she can't stop thinking about what she saw, and what she did. Being summoned to the Captain's Quarters doesn't help matters.

-o-o-o-

Tali let out a quiet sigh of relief as the last of the engineering crew stepped out of the room, leaving her to herself. She’d always preferred to work alone, even back on the Normandy. Gabby and Ken’s constant squabbling had caused her more than a few headaches back in the day, but that was thankfully not the issue in the Raiya’s Engine room. 

No, the problem was that Tali couldn’t look any of her colleagues in the eye, not now that she’d seen what went on in the clean rooms. Any one of the asari crew could have been the owner of the cock she’d been slobbering all over just hours ago, any of the Quarians she worked with could be nursing a thick, potent load of Asari semen in their bellies.

It had been like this for days now, ever since Tali had caught Lana and another of their Quarian sisters whoring themselves in a clean room gloryhole. Tali felt her cheeks burn with shame and embarrassment whenever she thought about what happened, what she’d seen… what she’d done. It didn’t stop her from going back, but every time she left and hid herself back inside her suit, she trembled with shame knowing how lewd and debased the things she did were.

It might have been easier if Lana had just stopped inviting her to go back with her. Tali could just about manage to sneak into the clean rooms when no-one else was there, to pleasure herself and any number of anonymous Asari. But the thought of an audience whilst she acted like some gutter slut was just too much.

Ugh.

She shook her head, frustrated, trying to dispel the memories of that mornings ‘customers’. She was working, and the night-shift crew would be arriving any second. She couldn’t allow herself to get distracted by fantasising about delicious, throbbing, pulsing asari cocks. Couldn’t let herself become aroused, making her nipples strain against the fabric of her suit and her pussy grow hot and wet and ache to be stuffed full of Asari meat. What if the nightshift saw her trembling with need when they came in? What would they think of her? What would they do to her?

“Miss Zorah.”

Tali squeaked and jerked out of her fantasy, immediately slapping her comm. “Y… Yes Captain!?”

“I’d like to see you in my quarters, now.”

“Yes Ma’am… I’ll… be right there.” Tali nodded, looking over her console and making sure everything was in order. She ran into the Nightshift crew at the door, blushing and hurrying past a pair of tall, muscular Asari the exact shade of blue as the cocks she’d milked over her face that morning. She heard them laugh behind her, and her cheeks burned all the more.

-o-o-o-

Captain Emira K’Rain was a tall, stern matriarch, a former commando who had retired to a quiet life as a trader. She still carried herself like a soldier, and kept herself in shape as well, but in her old age her muscular physique had been married to deliciously ample curves. It had been a toss-up for Tali who had been more intimidating, Shepard or K’Rain. K’Rain had won, partly because Tali knew Shepard would never have hurt her, and partly because of the dozens of scars that littered her current captain’s body, the permanent scowl on her regal face, and her cold, dark eyes.

Emira K’Rain was not a woman to be crossed, so if she found out that Tali or any of the other Quarians were filthy cum-addicted sluts, there would be dire consequences. Sure, Lana had said the captain had set the clean rooms up, but there was no way she knew what they were being used for, surely?

“H…hello, Captain.” Tali smiled, stepping into K’Rain’s quarters. The captain was sat behind her desk, her uniform jacket opened casually, showing a tight black tank top hugging her immense blue breasts. “You wanted to see me?”

“Ah, miss Zorah. Yes.” K’Rain sighed, looking up at her. “Take a seat.”

“Um, Ma’am. It’s actually Miss Vas Normandy, if you don’t mind. Family names aren’t as important as ship names to my people so… well, my home is still the Normandy.” Tali said, slipping into a chair in front of the desk. The Captain looked her up and down and for an instant Tali wondered whether hers was one of the big blue cocks she’d seen over the past days. No… no that was ridiculous.

“Of course, please forgive me.” The Captain chuckled, “So many of my Quarian crew live here full-time it’s just not realistic for me to call everyone ‘Miss Vas Raiya.’ It’s a bad habit, I shall try harder in the future.” Tali frowned, there was an odd flush to the Captain’s pale cheeks, and one of her hands was resting under the desk in between her legs. 

“A… a lot of the Quarian crew live here? Permanently?” she asked cautiously.

“Of course, and I’m more than happy to accommodate them.” K’Rain smiled, “Take miss Ghala, here, she’s been aboard for two years. What was it… Jani’Ghala Vas Tonbay?”

Tali let out a gasp that was equal parts surprise, horror, arousal and awe as the captain pulled her chair back. The simple, swift motion dragged a young Quarian forwards from under her desk and at the same time tugged the single most immense pole of Asari cockmeat Tali had set eyes on out of that Quarian’s gullet. The Captain tousled the girl’s short hair fondly as she panted for breath, chin wet with spit and sperm. “Y… yes Misstresss.” She mewed. “But… I… love it here now.”

“Of course, another Miss Vas Raiya.” The captain sighed, leaning back and turning her eyes back onto Tali. “Now, I didn’t call you up here to discuss Quarian naming conventions, fascinating though they might be. I had a couple questions about our engines.”

“O… oh?” Tali said in a small voice, watching as Jani’Ghala Vas Raiya returned to slurping her way up and down the Captain’s immense rod.

“Since you came aboard fuel efficiency has almost doubled, I’m saving thousands of credits every cargo run we make.” The Captain smiled, completely ignoring the girl gorging herself on her prick. “How did you manage this? It’s remarkable.”

Tali stared at her. Surely this was some bizarre dream? Surely the Captain of the ship wasn’t asking her about fuel efficiency whilst being blown? She was acting like nothing was happening at all!

The captain cleared her throat sternly. “Miss Vas Normandy.”

“R… right! Sorry!” Tali squeaked, her eyes locked onto Jani as she hummed and moaned, rolling her lips over the side of K’Rain’s shaft. Her glowing eyes were half-closed, her lipstick was smeared over the pulsing aqua skin sheathing the Captain’s pole. There was already pale blue spunk drying on her suit as she knelt on the floor, ropes of cum draped over her chest and belly and dark aubergine hair.

Tali cleared her throat. There wasn’t any choice but to join the insanity and accept that this was normal. “Well, Ma’am, when I came aboard, I noticed that the Raiya’s Coolant system is linked into every major system from the computer core to the engines.”

“Yes, because those systems all need to be cooled or they’ll overheat.” The Captain frowned, not even twitching as Jani’s lips locked over her sack and began to suckle on the fat blue balls.

“Of course.” Tali nodded, “But, the thing is, on the Normandy there were separate coolant systems for the engines, weapons and computer core. Having a single coolant link for all major systems meant that if all three were operating at full capacity they’d risk an overload.”

She winced as Jani giggled, watching as the Quarian girl slipped her lips over K’Rain’s head and pushed herself as far down the monstrous length as she could. “I… um… The Normandy had one coolant link that was… er, divided into subsystems. It meant every system could run independently and be balanced to keep everything r… running at optimal condition.”

“Hmm.” The Captain murmured, raising a brow. “So, how did you apply this to my ship?” As she spoke, she took Jani by the ear and lifted her to her feet. Tali yelped as the Quarian was shoved violently over the desk, ass stuck up in the air and grinning face staring right into Tali’s mask. Jani let out a truly delighted whimper as K’Rain lined herself up with her sopping opening and forced herself inside. Tali watched in amazement as, right in front of her, one of her fleet sisters was fucked by the ship’s captain.

“Well… I… um…” Tali stammered.

“Oh fuck, fuck, fuck!” Jani squealed, earning a tired sigh from the captain behind her. She reached down and delivered a sharp smack to the Quarian’s quivering ass.

“Hush.” She growled. “Continue.”

“I used some spare parts to re-route the…. the coolant into self-contained subsystems like on the Normandy.” Tali mumbled staring into Jani’s glowing eyes as she was fucked, her body rocking and soft, keening moans of lust escaping her manically grinning mouth. She’d been aboard for two years, two years and she’d been reduced to this, a shameless, drooling whore. Had she been like Tali when she first came aboard, shy and reluctant to join the depravity? Was this what Tali could look forward to if she stayed?

An image was strong in her mind of herself, naked and sweat-licked, pressed against the wall as Captain K’Rain filled her. She wore the same blank, vapid grin as Jani, eyes rolling and tongue lolling as she was fucked like a cheap hole. Her fat purple ass rippled under every hungry thrust from the captain, her breasts bobbed and bounced, occasionally grabbed and swatted by a calloused aqua hand. The captain wound her long, glossy hair around her fist and yanked her head back, forcing her tight against her hips and squeezing her throat with her free hand. Tali let out a weak, brainless gurgle of joy as her womb was blown full of thick Asari semen, thick pale blue spunk oozing around the captain’s pole as she hilted herself deep in Tali’s cunt.

“So…” K’Rain said, snapping Tali back to reality. “It was really that simple?” She had both hands on Jani’s hips, gripping her tight and slamming into her hard enough to make the desk quake.

Tali nodded, “A… a more efficient cooling system means we… can go further on less fuel. A… as long as everything is properly maintained… there, um… shouldn’t be any problems.”

“Well well.” K’Rain purred. “That’s even better than I’d hoped. You can expect a very generous bonus to your pay this month.”

“Oh, that’s really not…” Tali began before the captain raised a finger for quiet.

“Just one moment.”

She grabbed Jani by the back of the head and slammed her down onto the desk, hard. The girl’s breasts squished against the hard metal surface and her tongue flopped weakly out of her mouth as the captain began to focus on her thrusts. The Asari grunted and Jani squeaked, eyes rolling back and her whole body quivering as the captain spewed a pint of steaming-hot sperm directly into her babymaker.

Tali trembled, staring into her Quarian sister’s face as she was pumped full of potent Asari spunk. There were no other words to describe her expression but total and euphoric bliss. Jani’Ghala Vas Raiya adored being a whore for her captain, and she delighted in being little more than a convenient dump for her seed.

The Captain sighed and sat back, smiling. “As I was saying, you can expect a generous bonus this month, and I won’t hear any refusals. You’ve done a good job and I believe in rewarding excellence.”

“Thank you, captain.” Tali whispered.

“Wonderful, that will be all.” K’Rain sighed, waving a dismissive hand.

Tali stood, bowed her head slightly, and hurried away to find the nearest clean room.