Chapter 2 - Balak

“What do you think, this or this?” 

 Shepard stood before Tali, flashing two different blazers in preparation for the house party. Despite the excitement of her wonderful husband, the Quarian needed to fake hers. “Both are lovely, dear! I’m sure you will look great either way…” 

 He grinned. “I guess you’re right.” He put both of them away, then came over to her where she sat at the edge of the bed and put his hands lovingly over her head. “Something wrong?” 

 The shameless of recent events wore down her spirit to the point that Tali could barely look her own husband in the eye. Strange hands had desecrated her body and placed their entire relationship at risk. Tali couldn’t even imagine what might happen if Shepard found out that other men had been coming over to their house to… to use her… 

 Though the Quarian knew acting weird would only make him that much more suspicious, there was just no helping it. Each time her eyes found him, she just pictured all those filthy perverts out there that were willing to pay money to fuck her. In another world, would he have done the same? Shepard, would you pay to fuck me? wondered Tali bleakly.

 Her husband tapped his finger playfully against the visor of her helm. “You should take this off and kiss me.” 

 A hollow laugh escaped her lips. “I would, but I’ve told you I’ve been feeling a little sensitive lately… Perhaps later.” There was no way she could let him look at her bare face. Not after her actions. He would see right through me… 

 Shepard lowered his hands, saddened, and sighed; then he perked up and bobbed his head. “Well, I’ll go see about making the final preparations. You get ready for tonight, okay?” 





 The sheer amount of people that showed up for what was supposed to be a minor event surprised Tali. Not only did many of the new family friends come over bearing gifts, but most from the Normandy crew showed up as well. The presence of Miranda unsettled her the most, especially since the bitch was back at talking with her husband. Thankfully, Shepard wasn’t having any of it.

“I told you not to look into that stuff,” he ordered. 

 Miranda put her hands on her hips as if to emphasize her tiny waist and shrugged in her elegant dress. “You’re not my commander anymore Shepard.” She took a provocative step forward. “In what capacity and with what authority do you think you can give me orders now?” 

 The flirtation on her part was so open that it made Tali smoulder with quiet rage. She wanted to grab one of the chairs and smash it over her head. Shepard, though, just laughed and shook his head. “Look, I’m not here to argue; just enjoy the party.” And with that he walked away, leaving her there blueballed. 

 Miranda, suddenly embarrassed, looked down pretending to be interested in the tilework of the ground floor. As her eyes stayed with them, though, they suddenly wandered under the table and narrowed. She popped her purse open and took out a tool, then reached under. 

 It suddenly dawned on Tali that it was right there that her Krogan took her just days ago. He put her down over the table and rammed her from behind, so much of his seed spilling inside of her that Tali found a pool of sludge-like cum at their feet once he was done, and spent the better part of her morning cleaning it up. 

 The Quarian was sure that she left the floor spotless, but seeing Miranda poking under there made her feel unsure. “Huh,” said the human, picking up  a tiny button. “Someone must have dropped this.”

 Cool waters of relief washed over. I knew I cleaned that up right. 

 Eager to get away from Miranda, Tali bolted towards the yard when she accidentally bumped her head against a hard suit. She glanced up and saw Garrus’ scarred face bearing down on her. “Tali’Zorah nar Rayya. Good to see you.”

“Garrus,” she said with a respectful nod, trying to keep calm.

“You seem nervous.”

“N-Nervous?” Tali stammered. “Not at all… It’s just parties, us Quarians aren’t used to things like these.” 

 Garrus lifted a brow. “Oh? I’ve heard differently. In fact, a mutual friend of ours was just telling me how much you enjoy partying. Gerrel, I believe?” 

 The Quarian tried to suppress the shivers that passed through her but it didn’t work. He knows. She just stood there, stunned, unaware of what to say. Does anybody else know? Rather than waiting to see what else Garrus might say, she excused herself and wandered off. 

 Every face now seemed like a threat. No, a party like this was a horrible idea. As her mind exploded with all sorts of possibilities, she was slowly considering going and telling Shepard the truth before someone else told him instead. This could ruin us… Either way, she just needed to be with her husband right now. She needed his warmth… 

 Through the living room window, Tali spotted him telling jokes to some laughing Krogans at one of the tables outside. She was about to cross the threshold when a hand grabbed her by the wrist and pulled her away. “Tali’Zorah. Shepard’s wife. Good evening.” 

 Six eyes were wide open and staring into her soul. With her mind still reeling, it took the Quarian a few seconds before it dawned on her who she was talking to. But there was no way she could forget that rough voice and harsh face. “Balak.” 

 The Batarian who was not so long ago a terrorist smiled coolly. “Very nice party. I wasn’t aware that Shepard had settled down with one of his own crewmembers. A Quarian at that,” he said distastefully. “I remember you from that day at the negotiations. You were fumbling around, barely able to hold that rifle pointed the right way.” A grim laugh left his twisted mouth. “Well, at least your big ass was enough to get a few of my men distracted.” 

 Tali let him talk and suddenly wrenched her arm away, but his grip was so tight on her wrist that he held her in place. He tightened his hold enough that the Quarian yelped helplessly. The Batarian took a step closer. “I’ve been told your new job is a better fit for your skills.” He went so far as to put an arm around her waist and let his hand reach down for the upper peaks of her buttocks. 

“Please,” whispered Tali. “Some other day, not--” 

“Now,” said the Batarian harsly. “Now, whether you want it in front of everyone here or somewhere else. Don’t worry,” he said, smiling, “I’ve got enough credits to pay you properly.” 

 All this trouble… What could she even do but go along with it to save herself the embarrassment? Her eyes still lingered on Shepard out in the yard, even as she nodded and said, “Let’s go upstairs. There’s a bathroom at the end of the hallway.” 

 Balak smirked and pulled her along to the punishment the Quarian knew she deserved. Tali tried not to look at the other guests as she got dragged by this ex-terrorist that wanted to fuck her like a whore in her own house, hoping no one would notice who he was and what was taking place. I’m so sorry, honey… You married the worst type of selfish whore… 

 Tali felt every step as they climbed up the stairs. As soon as they were on the second floor at out of anyone’s sight, the Batarian reached down and grabbed a firm hold of her ass. “To think that Shepard’s wife would turn out to be a prostitute… As much as I hated this damned human, I thought higher of him than this.” 

 Did he not realize it yet? “Shepard… Shepard doesn’t know…” 

 The Batarian pushed her savagely against the wall and stabbed his forearm into her neck. The Quarian could feel the unrestrained force of his muscle crushing her throat. The six eyes blinked. “So that’s it. Yes…” A cruel smirk animated his face again. “I’m not surprised - the Citadel species have always been gullible fools. How fitting, that the Spectre himself ended up marrying a lowdown whore.” 

 The Quarian wanted to tell him he was wrong, that this all happened by accident, and that Shepard was right about her when he asked for her hand in marriage… But it’s not true, is it? If I wasn’t a whore, I wouldn’t have acted like this. The potential was always there… Shepard, are you really blind? 

 The Batarian lowered his arm from her neck. But just as Tali thought she was safe, he delivered a knee to her stomach that made her fold over despite the protection of her suit, falling to her knees before him, her face aimed right at his crotch. I deserve this… thought the Quarian, relieved to be getting punished. 

 Balak pushed the back of her head until her visor was glued to his crotch. Tali couldn’t feel it, but she could almost sense its heat. This is wrong! This shouldn’t be happening! I’m supposed to be a good wife… She tried to pull away, but he held her there, letting his dick warm her visor. 

“Tali!” a voice could be heard ringing. “Tali, are you up here?” 

 Balak put a finger to his mouth, then quietly walked towards the bathroom. The Quarian stood up and answered. “Shepard? I’m here!” 

 Her husband came up the stairs followed by his Krogan friends, as well as Garrus and Joker. “Sweetheart, we were thinking of going for a quick hunt.”

“A hunt?...” 

 Garrus folded his hands and spoke. “The qorach on this planet are supposed to be quite good. Plus, we could all use some target practice.” 

 The Krogans laughed in such a secretive way that Tali wondered if they weren’t up to anything else. Either way… “Have fun.” 

 Shepard kissed her, plating his lips on the visor that had the lingering warmth of Balak’s cock. “We won’t be long!”  

 With her husband leaving, there was no avoiding it now. Just knowing how bad what she was going to do was made her lower body tingle in expectation. She could still feel pain in her neck and stomach from where Balak roughed her up, and somehow that only made her feel… 

… aroused. 

 I’m truly sick, Tali concluded. No, I’m not aroused, this is just my body being bad...

 There was no way Shepard could ever accept her this way. She barely accepted herself. The best thing would be for her husband to shoot her no different than a geth. I am worse than malfunctioning. 

 The more she thought about how horrible she was, the more willingly she submitted to the fate of having to get fucked in her own home - panicked wonderings of what he might do to her, this man that hated Shepard so much and no doubt wanted to humiliate him more than anything else. 

 Step by step, she made her way to the bathroom, then opened the door. Balak was seated on the toilet, waiting for her. 

“Get undressed,” he ordered.

 The Quarian did as told under his watchful gaze, slipping out of the bodysuit to reveal her lewd and naked body. There was always a chance that he could infect her - at this point, it hardly mattered, though. If it ended up killing her, then she would deserve it for allowing herself to go down this path of infidelity. Much to her shame, the idea that he might kill her not intentionally but by accident got her worked up.

 Balak watched her with surprising indifference, all six of his eyes going from her strong calves up to her inner thighs and the soft breasts dangling from her chest. “No wonder you’ve become a whore. Your body was built for it. Perhaps you Quarians were created just like your geth. Except to be the galaxy’s fucktoys instead.” 

 Tali trembled, though his words penetrated her and left her shuddering. Nobody ever spoke to her in such a degrading way. When her husband looked at her she felt like the most special person in the world, but now she felt like a nonperson. “Please, don’t say such things.” 

“Get on top of there and spread wide. I need to see you.” 

 Tali glanced back at the sink, then hopped on top and laid her ass over the rim. Watching her new Batarian master, her plump thighs opened and gave him a glimpse of her rosy pussy. She stammered so much that she could barely speak: “Like t-this?” 

 Finally, he smiled, clearly enjoying the sight of her body offered up for his liberal use. “I’m glad Shepard chose so well. I would’ve fucked you no matter what, thought it’s much nicer to fuck a hot piece of ass like you.” 

 I need to keep him happy, thought Tali. Maybe he can just leave without any incidents… Without any further order, the Quarian reached down and spread her pussy wide, throwing her head back in pleasure as her sensitive lips responded to her touch. He’s staring right into my open hole… Husband, you don’t deserve this… I’m such a bad girl, Shepard… If I knew I never would have married you and put you through this trauma... I’m sorry, Shepard~ 

 Balak rose and stepped up to her, then gave her a hard smack over the head. Tali’s head reeled as his hands squeezed around her throat and shook her. “You dumb fucking Quarian. How can you do this to your husband? I guess Shepard doesn’t deserve any better. It’ll be nice when he kisses my cum off of your lips. Now, it’s time for us to have some fun. Don’t worry. I’ll be paying you for your trouble.” 

 The Batarian slapped her and brought Tali to her knees before him, then slowly and methodically took off the lower part of his getup. A magnificent dick came into view between his legs, monstrously big compared to Shepard’s. The shell-like encasing that replaced the foreskin found in humans had been modified by hand to result in a furrowed and spiked surface.

 Balak raised a brow as Tali stared at it in wonder. “You like those? I did them for you. I wanted this to be a ride for you to remember.” 

 There’s no way I can take that… 

 The Batarian dropped his dick between her breasts and slapped it up and down, passing the hard head over the nice Quarian titflesh. “Go ahead. What are you waiting for?” 

 Tali followed his orders submissively and wrapped her gentle chest around the hard shaft, spitting down to her cleavage so to work it as well as possible. “You’re loving this, you whore, aren’t you?” snapped the Batarian. “No…” said Tali with single shake of her head. Though the power of his big dick was undeniable. Just the knowledge that she nursed his strong and superior Batarian dick between the folds of her hot tits was enough to make her mouth water. But I don’t want it… I don’t! That this monstrous thing that resembled a weapon more than a sexual organ also happened to belong to one of her husband’s enemies only made it that much worse… 

 Balak pushed back and forth, relishing the yielding softness of her young tits and groaning in pleasure. Tali squeezed them down for him to make him feel as good as possible, yelping each time one of the sharper spikes bit into her skin, telling herself it was necessary to please him. I need to make sure you don’t find out about this, Shepard. I don’t want to hurt you. And so we need to let him fuck me, husband. This is for us.

“To think that I’m fucking Shepard’s bitch in his own house.” He put his hands on her head and made her look up at him, his unforgiving gaze boring down into her eyes. He spit on her, a dark sludge that oozed down her face and went down to her tits. “Why do you like this so much? How can you be so much of a slut, you stupid fucking Quarian?” 

“I don’t like this…” 

“Yeah you do.” 

 Tali could feel tremors going through his dick as he fucked her big tits, and she knew that he was almost there… close to grabbing her and fucking her senseless with that torture weapon he crafted specifically for her sensitive cunt. He’s going to ruin me… Shepard, I’m not sure if you’ll be able to fuck me after this… 

 As if reading her thoughts, the Batarian yanked her up by the hair and threw her back on the sink. Tali squirmed to find a decent position, but he was on her before she could move, spreading her legs and taking control of her obscenely hot body with a vigor that seemed uncharacteristic of such a cold killer. 

“Are you ready to take this dick?” teased Balak. 

 Tali gulped and lowered her slutty eyes. “No, sir, please… I don’t want this…” 

 The six merciless eyes saw right through her. No matter how much her mind refused it, her body wanted his touch and her pussy dripped in preparation for what it knew was coming. “Dumb Quarian whore. Call it rape if you want, but we both know you want it. Your body needs it.” Balak placed his tip against the entry to her cunt and spit on her again. “Ready?” 

“I--” 

 The hard cock pushed inside all at once, running through her tight pussy and stretching it out till Tali found herself impaled on top and unable to move at all. There was pain, a lot of pain, so much that she couldn’t even feel her arms or legs as she fixated on her burning heat devouring her tiny hole. He’s… ruining… me… Shepard… 

“Ahhh, you’re so damn soft… You’re spoiling me with this tender meat, Quarian.” He laughed grimly. “I guess this is the best money can buy, huh?” 

 His hands came down to hold her waist as his hips began to thrust into her with as much power and momentum as they could built up. Each push shook Tali to her core, so deeply that she completely paralyzed and overwhelmed, her mouth open, eyes gaping, unable to scream and move, her body succumbing to his unbearable dick and letting it have its way with her. 

 She couldn’t even imagine what Shepard would have thought if he saw this happening. Or any of the Normandy crew. As for members of the Fleet, that was unthinkable - an act as grotesque as selling one’s body to a Batarian was one of the most humiliating things conceivable for any one of them. I’ve reached… the lowest of lows… 

 Balak narrowed his eyes, displeased with her lack of reaction. Then he smacked her tits around. “Scream for me, you whore!” He dug his fingers into her breasts, then yanked her nipples hard. “Scream! Fucking scream!” 

 As her nipples were twisted along with the thrusts that reached all the way up into her tummy, Tali exploded. “AaaaAAaaaaAA!!~” The rooms in the house were soundproof so there was no chance of anything reaching the party downstairs. The Quarian just let it all out, screaming her heart out like a bitch in heat as the Batarian abused her lewd body.

 The grin on his face only got larger as her pain increased. It was clear that he wanted to break her more than anything, to make her feel things Shepard never could, things that she would carry in her memory bank for her entire life to come. “You’re fucking trash. Quarian trash. You’re going to think about me even as Shepard fucks you, aren’t you?” 

 As he put his hand up to start choking her, Tali managed to croak, “Yes…” 

“Say it louder!” he ordered, then slapped her. “Say you love how it feels! Say it’s better then Shepard’s!” 

 How could she deny that it was way bigger than him? Nothing could beat her husband’s cock in terms of her affections, but this was… so much bigger… better at penetrating inside of her… “It’s… it’s better than Shepard’s…” whispered Tali, tears coming to her eyes.

 His hand slapped her ass loudly. “AGAIN! I WANT TO HEAR IT, CUNT. SAY IT!” 

 The Quarian stared at her own crying reflection in his eyes, at her tits swinging back and forth as the Batarian broke her down. “You’re better than Shepard! Better in every way! He can’t compare to you and your dick, sir!” I’m sorry, husband… I just need to get him out of here! 

 The Batarian wrapped both his hands around her fragile throat and squeezed down as a flurry of thrusts sent shockwaves of pleasure throughout her body. I’m going to come… thought Tali, shocked at what was happening. How could this agonizing experience make her come? I’m going to… come…

 There was no breathing even as she came, even as cunt wrapped itself perfectly around the rough shell of his dick, trying to milk his cock clean. The Batarian closed all six of his eyes as he groaned and came inside of her. The Quarian could feel his jizz filling her up and overflowing from the stretched lips of her pussy. 

 He let her go and Tali collapsed into the sink, her whole body twitching as the orgasm rippled through her. “It’s… so…” How could anything feel this good? She hugged herself like a little girl as it worked its way through every inch of her body, leaving her as helpless as a cumrag. 

 Balak laughed grimly. “If only Shepard could see you now. Too bad I can’t give you a baby. I bet you’d like that.” 

 Tali sobbed shamefully, hating the fact that she had come, though there was no way to hide it. He knows I’m a total slut… “No…” 

 The Batarian pinched one of her nipples and spit in her face. “Dumb whore.” Then he seized Tali and turned her around, forcing her to stare at her reflection as he got behind her. His experienced fingers spread her ass wide and left the cute and puckered asshole completely exposed. His eyes found her in the mirror.

“Say it, whore.” 

 Another sob made her choke up. Shepard, I’ve come so far. I need to let him end it. “Please, sir… Please… Please fuck my ass…” 

“Because my husband can’t fuck me as good as you. Say it.” 

“Because my husband can’t fuck me as well as you,” said the Quarian, and felt the last bit of self-respect she had dying out. 

 Balak wrapped her hair around his hand and shoved it inside. “That’s what I want to hear.” 

 Shepard was a gentle and caring man that would’ve never treated her in this way. That never would’ve simply used her body like a cumdumpster… But that’s what I deserve. 

 Tali shrieked as soon as it went inside - he wasted no time. Balak fucked her ass as hard as possible, slapping it as he went, pumping her with all his remaining force so to ruin and stretch out her last remaining good hole. “Shepard needs to realize what the fuck he married!” With every muscle in his body as tense as could be, he just pulverized her ass, holding her down even as her knees gave in and her legs fell away… 

 There was no telling how many times he thrust inside of her, but Tali could feel the cool air of the bathroom coming up her gaping and flexing asshole… 

 Balak suddenly lifted her up and stared into her glazed eyes. Tali smiled back happily and opened her mouth to kiss him like an obedient dog. “Please, sir?~...” I made him happy, Shepard. I protected you.

“I’d never kiss a whore like you, are you crazy? Anyway…” He flashed a screen before her eyes and the sight took her breath away. “Here’s your payment. The amount of credits was shocking. Even when she and Shepard did some miserable things to make cash for their missions, they never made even a fraction of this… 

 Balak sensed her surprise and grinned. “What can I say? Life’s been good to me. I suppose I have your husband to thank for making the galaxy better for all of us, huh? And for marrying such a good whore.” 

