Chapter 3 - Hagen

 Tali’Zorah nar Rayya never thought that the life of a whore would fit her so well. She had always thought of herself as nothing more than a scientist, and at most a quarian scientist that might be able to help others with her technical prowess. That males from so many species would show interest not in her brains, but in her body, was never considered. 

 That she ended up with Shepard himself was a chance so infinitesimally small that there was no point to even calculate it. By any account her relationship to the Normandy commander was a miracle that others envied her for greatly. No doubt her husband must have been aware of just how many opportunities he sacrificed to pick her. Because he loves me. 

 Never in a million years could Shepard have imagined that his shy quarian wife would be going around sleeping with strange men. Others could provide physical evidence and he would still remain skeptical. It was a fact about him that left Tali simultaneously relieved and feeling devastated at the thought of losing that level of love and trust. If the truth ever came out, her husband might be so heartbroken as to take his own life.

 Something that many of her new partners were well aware of.

 Balak stirred on his side of the bed and left his dreamspace. His eyes opened and scanned her body, a grin animating his entire devilish face. “You stupid quarian, didn’t I tell you to rest?” His hand wrapped around her neck, pressing down. 

 Choking, coughing, Tali croaked, “I’m not tired.” 

 The batarian shook her fiercely. “You better not be. I’m not done with you.” 


 Every time her husband got home and came in to kiss her, Tali feared that he would smell the fetid depravity on her and push her away. Not Shepard: He just kissed her and hugged her affectionately as usual, asking how her day went. 

“I’m sorry that you have to be all alone here at the house.” 

“No worries, my love.” I haven’t known what it’s like to be alone for some time now. “I’m finding things to do.” 

 Shepard took his shirt off and gave her a look. “Not talking to other men, I hope.” After a brief pause that made her heart race, he winked and sped past her to the bathroom. “I’ll take a shower.” 

 Tali nodded. “I’ll set up lunch.” 

 And that was what every single day turned to: pleasure mixed with guilt and an expectation that her happy married life would crumble at any moment. 

 The worst part of it was that she enjoyed it all too much to stop. There was an excitement each time she got fucked by one of these dirty and vile men that simply did not compare to her husband’s sweet and gentle touch. Part of it was physical, but most of it was psychological. The quarian knew that each time she spread her legs for another, she was effectively welcoming them to tarnish Shepard’s legacy forever. Instead of the honored legacy he deserved, eventually the truth would emerge and the histories would show not only his deeds as a Spectre charged with saving the galaxy, but his completely cucked life as a human husband to a depraved quarian whore. 

 What wires were crossed so badly in her brain that the whole concept of it made her wet, especially when she considered that Shepard might die with everyone knowing about what was happening except him? 

 That same day, Gerrel contacted her. “Enjoying your time off?” said the quarian with grim amusement. “I have another interesting job for you, Tali’Zorah.” 

 Hearing Shepard whistling to himself as he went around their yard outside, she whispered, “I’m not sure I can take it.” 

“Oh, you’ll most certainly take it. That’s not up for discussion. Plus, it’s an interesting assignment. You’ve been requested by one of the commanders of the Blue Suns. A Mr. Hagen if I’m not mistaken. The Blue Suns have taken a job that requires them to be off-planet for a week or so, and the commander is interested in some company.”

 A week spent with those merc nutters? “I ca--” 

“I’ve gone ahead and already accepted on your behalf, Tali. No need to thank me. Though, I suppose you’ll have to come up with a good reason to explain to your husband why you’ll be gone. Don’t worry, I’m sure Mr. Hagen will vouch for whatever reason you come up with.” 

 As always Gerrel ended the call as soon as his business was concluded, hardly interested in her feelings or difficulties. The details came later through another message, though they did nothing to ease the task ahead. This Hagen would expect her at the spaceport in the morning. How was she going to tell Shepard that she needed to be away for a whole week?

 Tali gave it a few minutes so she could come to terms with the idea, then approached her husband for a casual conversation. “There’s one thing I’d like to ask you, Shepard. Would you mind if I were gone for a few days?”

“Gone?” His brows went up. “Where exactly would you be going to?”

“Apparently one of the Blue Suns crews is taking off soon. They have an urgent mission that they can’t postpone, but their ship is in dire condition. They need a person onboard that can look over the engine and everything else and make sure it gets home safely.” 

 Shepard skepticism appeared to be sliding into total dismissal at first. But Tali began to explain that for once the Blue Suns were being hired for a humanitarian mission, and that she would be compensated for the work. 

“Well, I suppose they couldn't have asked for a better woman for the job,” he admitted begrudgingly. 

 The next morning, her husband personally escorted Tali over to the spaceport. The human waiting for her looked about what she expected for a commander of the Blue Sons: a grizzled veteran with a scarred face, and a greying hair and beard tumbling down over the heavy armor. His Blue Suns tattoo was plainly shown over his right eye. 

“Normally, I wouldn’t trust anyone with you people, but I heard you’re going to rescue some refugees.” 

 Hagen seemed taken aback by Shepard’s direct approach to conversing. He gave the quarian a look. “You aren’t mistaken, Shepard.” 

  Tali was surprised by the sound of his voice. Despite his gruff, aged look, his voice sounded not only youthful, but a lot more suave and delicate than she expected. A gentleman’s voice.

“Well, then, you better bring my wife back safely, or I’ll personally hunt you down.” Shepard embraced Tali, then watched as she followed Hagen up the ramp and into the Blue Suns ship. 

“Refugees?” he asked her curiously.

“What was I supposed to say?” 

 Hagen bobbed his head knowingly. “I suppose we can find some lost kid to bring over and prove to him it wasn’t all for nothing.” 

 The ship was crawling with batarians, turians, and a few humans here and there. All of them were male, Tali noticed. All of them stood aside as the commander passed them by, hugging the wall and staring after the quarian with an intent look in their eyes. “It’s pretty crowded here.”

“It sure is.” 

 They went down a narrow corridor, then opened one of the doors that led into what appeared to be his cabin. Pictures of him were plastered on the walls, with family, other mercs, as well as some showing off half-clad girls he embraced, mostly humans and asari. Hagen pointed to the cot that took up nearly half the space of his quarters. “This will be your place till we’re back.”

“Where will you sleep?” 

 His amused, almost affectionate smile, was the only answer he gave. Before Tali could utter another word, Hagen put his hand down on her ass, allowing his fingers to follow the perfect shape of her glutes and feel the heat coming from between the round cheeks. “I always respected Shepard and thought he had good taste.”

“Oh.” Usually, most of these men despised her husband. She was surprised to hear respect for him from a Blue Suns commander of all people. “You like Shepard?”

“Of course.” Hagen crossed his arms and nodded thoughtfully. “He put humanity on the map. You know, you could bend over a turian and take him up the ass for the rest of his life, and it’s nothing compared to how ass-pained they’ll be knowing they get to be alive because of a human saving the galaxy.” He snorted. “Do I like Shepard? I love Shepard. He’s the best we’ve got to offer.”  

 Despite the dirty circumstances, Tali found herself mirroring his smile gladly. “There is no one like my husband.” 

“That’s why,” said Hagen, bringing his fingers down to her ass again to give it a grab. “I’d like to know what makes you so special that he’d pick you. After all, it must take some special kind of woman for him to allow her to whore around like this.” 

 His voice changed tone. With his face hovering so close, Tali felt a little threatened. Still, Hagen began to take off his armor, then dropped down on the cot. His body was so chiseled and muscular that she would’ve said he was a male in his prime if not for the grey hairs covering the upper part of his chest. His strong thighs spread, and she could see the thick cock nudging through the stretchy white cotton of his shorts. 

“Get on your knees. I want you to take it in your mouth.” His fingers rapped against her helmet. “And take that off,” he ordered. 

 At once, Tali was reminded of why she felt so disgusted with herself. No matter what Hagen might’ve thought or what the conversation turned to, she was here to perform her whorish duties. Like a prisoner going to her execution, she took off her helmet and looked him in the eyes directly. Hagen gave her a nod of confirmation. 

 The quarian got down on her knees, then grabbed the cotton shorts and tugged. Hagen stopped her and pushed her hands away. “Only use your mouth.” 

 Tali gulped unhappily. She bit down on a bit of fabric and pulled, getting no assistance from the merc, tugging from every part of the shorts till they finally gave way and let his dick tumble out. It was an old and veiny cock, already hard and pushing back the foreskin with each throb of its powerful head. 

 Its scent was familiar. At least with this one, she could pretend that it was Shepard. Tali closed her eyes and licked the shaft feeling it harden further, then brought her tongue up and flicked the head till it finally emerged past the foreskin. At that point, Hagen grabbed her with one hand and his dick with the other, too aroused to fuck around with foreplay. He shoved the rod into the mouth, pushing her down, groaning as her tongue worked around the slippery head.

“Fuck, that’s so good,” he whispered. “No wonder Shepard keeps you around.” 

 He spoke of her as if she were a pet; it should’ve been insulting, but Tali trembled and felt herself getting wet from it instead. Was there any chance in the world that it was for that reason Shepard chose her? Because she was… actually good at this?

 The merc facefucked her in earnest, owning her mouth with his cock, forcing her down until her throat stretched unpleasantly to be able to fit his throbbing shaft. Tali gagged. Ropes of spit shot through her nose, but Hagen held her there, pleased with her performance. 

 The quarian tapped his thigh, signaling that she needed to breathe. He instead squeezed her legs between his thighs, holding on steadfast to her head to fuck her whore throat as he got ready to come. “That’s right,” he groaned, the tone of his voice turning bestial. “That that dick, you fucking suitrat!” 

 Tali knew that it was a matter of seconds before the lack of air choked her out completely. Thankfully, it was then that he folded over, pushing her even further down with his strong arms as he began to orgasm. Rope after rope of hot cum shot straight into her stomach, heating the quarian up from the inside. 

 When he finally let go, Tali coughed and took a deep breath, but none of the cum came back up. He had filled her up properly without spilling a single drop. 

“I can see why Shepard likes you,” said Hagen. “You’re a good girl. Clean my cock up.” 

 The humiliated quarian crawled over and finished licking up every drop of cum, leaving behind his spotless and softening shaft. Hagen patted her on the head as he might have done with a dog and stood up, getting dressed once more. 

“I’ll be back soon,” he said. “Gotta get some things in order before we take off.” 

 He left Tali alone in his quarters. The quarian realized that they hadn’t even really taken off the planet yet and that she could look forward to an entire week of this. Just what else was he planning to do with her? She thought back to the appreciation he showed for her husband and the dismay at the idea that he would be married to a pitiful slut like she was… He’s right, Shepard, you shouldn’t have married this dirty suitrat. 

 Tali spent the next hour staring at the photos on the wall, trying to gleam anything about Hagen. He appeared to be your typical merc, if only a little warmer than others. Though among the many pictures there, there was also one of him holding his boot over a massive krogan whose face had been mangled by a shot. For all that warmth, he was still a paid killer that took pride in the act. 

 When he returned, his eyes went wide upon seeing her on his cot, as if he had forgotten about her. “Why, look at you,” he said gently. Tali expected him to slap her and start rubbing her pussy as Balak liked to do. Instead, he gave her a kiss on the cheek and began to kiss down through the suit, as if he hadn’t called her a suitrat only an hour before. 

“Why don’t you take all this off and get yourself comfortable?” Hagen helped undress her and Tali helped him too. Then they were standing in front of each other completely naked in the cramped cabin. 

 Hagen put his arms around her and brought her against his hard chest, lovingly stroking her spine in a way that sent shivers all the way down to her aching pussy. He gripped her ass firmly, kneading each cheek expertly as he spread it wide open, letting the cool conditioned air penetrate her puckered asshole and spread cunt. 

“Do you know what’s going to happen now?” he whispered to her. 

“You’re going to fuck me,” Tali responded. Though he hadn’t given any order, she was already stroking his cock, wondering what the girthy rod would feel like inside of her. Why am I such a whore? Why? 

 Hagen said nothing. He pushed her to the bed, then turned off the lights and got on top of her. He expected her to take her from behind as an animal, slapping her ass around and yanking her hair back. Instead, he entered her softly, his slightly inebriated breath hitting her face; then he started to fuck her in a simple missionary position, his lips working up and down her face and chest as he did so. 

 This was the closest to Shepard that anyone had fucked her and the quarian welcomed it. She wrapped her arms and legs around him, feeling the potent dick working its way through her sensitive pussy.

 Her body had ached for weeks to be taken this way, but she had been too ashamed with herself to allow Shepard to take her lovingly after strangers used up her body. Now, she let her pent-up emotion loose and kissed Hagen back, showing him the love that should have gone to Shepard but was instead going to this old Blue Suns merc.

“You feel so fucking good inside of me,” she cooed, moving her fingers down his strong back. “Don’t stop.” 

“Just like Shepard?”

“Yes,” Tali admitted. “Just like him.” 

 He took her like that for a few more minutes and they both came together as they kissed. It hadn’t been a particularly intense round from the physical side; emotionally, though, Tali felt exhausted. 

 Hagen’s seed swirled inside of her and his cock comfortingly remained in her pussy. Without another word, they went on kissing, till they finally fell asleep in each other’s arms in the total darkness. 

 The following day, Tali woke up by herself. Hagen was gone and left no clear instructions. She washed herself a bit in the tiny bathroom, the overwhelming sense of guilt coming back to haunt her. 

 Hagen came, too, and gave her a happy look. “Hey, come on, let me show you the ship.” 

“Have we taken off?”

“We sure have. We’re en route right now. Come on, the rest of the guys want to meet you.” 

 Tali followed him meekly, thankful that she was being treated with respect. She worried that he would keep her in the cramped cabin for the rest of the week, using her as a fucktoy only from time to time. 

 Now, they made their way towards the cantina together. “You hungry?” 

“A little bit.” Hagen looked over his shoulder and grinned.

 Once they got to the meal area, two dozen mercs were seated. They greeted their commander, all of them instantly eyeing Tali. The Quarian noticed with dismay that none of them were eating yet. “Are they waiting on you to start?” she asked jokingly.

“On me? No, they were waiting on you,” said Hagen. “You’re going to be breakfast.” 

 The mercs stood up and approached, now beginning to touch her body and form an armored wall that enclosed her as Hagen took a few steps away towards the counter with the chef. “I could actually go for some meat,” he said, still amused. 

 Tali could feel the turian and batarian hands grabbing her ass and breasts. “Hey!” 

“This is a big mission we’ve got ahead.” Hagen grabbed his meal and sat down at one of the tables, ready to eat and enjoy the entertainment. “You better make these boys happy.” 

“Wait.” It was the only word that left her mouth, but Tali could not come up with anything to follow it up with. After all, the mission was about doing whatever Hagen said. At no point was it specified that she would not also serve as fuckmeat for the crew. 

“This ass is something else,” one of the Turians said, slapping it hard.

“Is it true that this is Shepard’s broad?” a human asked. 

“Quarians are such fucking sluts,” another declared. 

 They all started using her, tugging on different parts of her, rushing to undress her as fast as they could. By now Tali was used to this sort of treatment and immediately shut down. She was stupid to think that every day onboard this ship would be as easy as the one before. 

 No matter how rough they got with her, Hagen made no move to intervene, seemingly expecting that his crew would take things one step forward than he did. Whatever value he saw in her on a personal level, that did not extend to this moment and her use as a stresstoy that they could fuck. 

 The guys pushed her down to her knees and slammed their cocks against her helm. Tali could hear them banging against her, their heavy, sweaty rods ready to pump her tight throat. Hagen gave them the thumbs up; they removed the helm and tossed it aside, laughing as they fought over who would go first. 

 Just do your duty and be done with it, Tali told herself. The first dick to enter her belonged to a turian and he immediately slammed it against the back of her throat. Tali gagged, using her tongue to caress his shaft, but that wasn’t enough to get him to calm down. He gripped her head firmly, facefucking her till the ropes of drool oozed from her mouth. 

 Next it was a human, treating her much the same as his crewmate, though this one liked to slap her face with his dick and let his balls rub against her nose and eyes. The others joined in and covered her up entirely with their shafts, till the poor quarian could see nothing at all. All she could feel were the half a dozen cocks throbbing against her sweet face. 

 They took turns, going one by one… till Hagen whistled at them. “Come on, hurry it the fuck up!” he slammed his hand down on the table. “Let’s get this shit going, gentlemen, shall we?” 

 The mercs dragged her over and put her down on the table facing the older human. As one of the guys spread her ass and rubbed against her clit, Hagen gently stroked her face. “Do you like that, you slut?” 

 Tali gasped from the shaft that entered her. “I don’t know…” 

 Hagen slapped her hard enough to make her ear ring, then spit across her face. “Go on, hurry up and fuck the suitrat, then seal her back up before she catches something.” 

 They forced their way into her from behind, digging as deep into her tight pussy as they could. The sex the night before was nice and tender; this was as rough as could be. The shafts violently wound their way through her tight hole, stretching it out, and the mercs would occasionally play the jokesters by trying to force two inside at once. The first time, Tali shrieked and Hagen grabbed her by the tongue. “Not a fucking sound.” 

 Tali obeyed, and thankfully the mercs stopped. They proceeded to fuck her pussy savagely, trying to outdo one another in just what a response they could get from her and how much pain they could give her with each thrust. When her feet slipped and her legs began to quiver, they whooped and slapped her ass raw, cheering each other on. 

 The human fucking her came inside and the others grunted in displeasure. “What’d you do that for, dumb monkey?” said the turian. “Now we have to feel it.”

 Hagen stood up. “No, you don’t. Put it all on her face. Go on.” 

 As soon as they let go of her body, the trembling and worn down Tali slipped down to the ground. The turian came to stand over her, perfect strokes going up and down his dick as he grinned and looked Tali in the eyes. “Here it comes, whore.” 

 He emptied all across her face, hot ropes of cum hitting every inch of her perfect head. Tali instinctively tried to sit up, but Hagen put his foot on her chest, forcing her to take it on the ground as if she weren’t even worthy of sitting. What a dirtbag, Tali thought. I seriously misjudged him. She felt guilty for giving into him the other night. 

 The mercs finished coming all over her, drenching Tali in so much seed that she could not even see through her eyes. Then Hagen crouched down and put her helm back on. “There you go. We’re all set.” 

 Laughing, they left her there, convulsing on the ground from her orgasm and tasting their seed, as they prepared to go about their day. 

 Shepard, she thought as the cum of the Blue Mercs flowed through her, I’m sorry. 

