A Calibrated race

As the Normandy docked at a Citadel port, Tali gathered up her players in the hanger bay. Miranda, Jack, Shepard, Liara, Ashley and Khalisah all stood in a line as Tali calmly paced before them. "First things first, Take off your clothes."

"We're not doing it in a skycar this time?" Asked Ashley.

"No, we're doing things a little differently."

The line of women began to remove their clothes. Though Tali had cleared the room of personnel, a bunch of crew members had gathered at the windows on the deck above, desperate for a glimpse of the squad in their birthday suits. They started to wish Tali had given them blindfolds.

Soon, all of them were standing starkers. While everyone looked sheepish, Jack did her best to look unfazed. She'd ended up in her fair share of parties that ended in the odd drunken stripping. And you didn't get your whole body tattooed by being self conscious. After all of them were naked, Tali picked up a box and opened it, showing a variety of remote controlled vibrators and butt plugs.

"Pick one of each." Tali walked along the row, as each woman gingerly took a vibrator and butt plug each, and got to work on fitting them in. Once Tali was satisfied that everyone had comfortably inserted their chosen toys, she issued her next order.

"Now, arms behind you. Horizontally, across your back."

The group nervously complied, as Tali moved behind them and secured each of their arms with leather binders. With these bindings, not only were the women unable to use their hands or cover their butts, but it forced them to straighten their backs, thrusting their breasts out for all to see. Even through the thick glass, they could faintly hear the cheers of the crew.

"Care to give us an explanation now?" Said Khalisah, her journalistic instincts kicking in.

"Of Course. This round will be a competitive race, with each of you being put in pairs. Jack and Miranda. Liara and Shepard. and Khalisah and Ashley." The last two both looked at each with contempt upon hearing that.

"You'll each be dropped off at opposite ends of the Citadel - all of which are of equal distance from here. Your goal is to reach the Normandy as quickly as possible. Because those toys inside you are going to gradually increase in intensity. So the longer you take, the wetter you get."

Shepard and Liara quivered in anticipation, while everyone else eye's widened in horror.

"How the hell are we supposed to work like that?!" Ashley protested.

"Fairly well apparently. Tali's always wearing out her suit's nerve stim pro-"

"Quiet Liara! Or I'll use you as a demonstration!"

"You called this a race. Is there a prize for first place?" Asked Jack.

"There is. If you get here first, then I'll hand over control of the other player's vibrators to you. You can play around and mess with their settings to your heart's content until they make it back here."

Jack's mouth widened in a malicious grin. She liked the sound of that prize way too much.

"And before you ask: no. You are not allowed to get your toys removed. If you reach the Normandy with only one or neither of those toys inside you, then I'll leave you and your partner handcuffed naked outside one of Aria's clubs." Tali looked over at Ashley and Khalisah. "Same goes for leaving your partners too. No woman left behind." Both women grumbled at that.

"Now, any questions? No? Then Let's get you all blindfolded and into your skycars."