It's a Long Way Up.

Maya cursed. As it turned out, transforming one of the most powerful and ruthless women in the galaxy into a mindless pleasure drone was going to be more complicated than simply storming the place. Jona and Aria had fallen out, courtesy of Commander Shepard, and thus Eclipse's presence on Omega was minimal. Blue Suns? Sure, they were there. Blood Pack? Most definitely. Talons? Aria was sleeping with their boss. That might've presented an opportunity, but sadly Nyreen Kandros was a turian, not an asari... Ugh. The thought of aliens making love to one another, perhaps even breeding even more inhuman creatures, made Maya sick.

"Can you imagine?" She asked Liara, as she laid her head against the asari's stomach while her breasts rested on her head. Maya felt her ****'s hands massaging her shoulders and relaxed, but continued to complain. "It's sick."

"Yes mistress."

"How could one ever willingly betray their own people like that? Letting themselves willingly be desecrated by aliens?"

"I do not know mistress."

"You're a pureblood Asari aren't you ****?" Maya asked.

"Yes mistress. However mistress, the only qualities of pureblood Asari are that they are born from two Asari. My father was one-half Krogan. I am one-quarter."

"Mmm, you have my sympathies," Maya answered. "It doesn't seem to have detracted from you. Guess you got lucky."

"Thank you mistress."

"Then again, that does explain your impressive stamina..." For a moment, Maya felt a strange sense of irony come over her. She wasn't sure why, but she dismissed it quickly and went back to enjoying the services of her alien sex ****.

So using Eclipse to infiltrate Omega was a no go, but as a front for their project? Oh, it would serve just fine. As would Liara.

"****," Maya snapped her fingers. "Pleasure me. I'm growing restless."

"Yes mistress," Liara droned as she reached around Maya and started to finger her pussy.

"Ooh..." Maya moaned. "That's it... Tell me ****... What would she think of this? What would the great Commander Jane Shepard think of her once brilliant lover being stripped of her dignity, her rights, her sense of self, her free will, never to get any of them back? Being **** to assist in the conversion of her entire species into a race of sex slaves, and being made to pleasure her mistress and owner every day and every night? What would she think of what has become of you?"

"She would be horrified mistress," she said, in between planting a kiss on Maya's neck.

"And you? What do you think?"

"I think nothing that you do not command me to think, mistress. I am your ****. You command, I obey, forever." She monotoned lifelessly.

"This is how all future Asari will be treated," Maya said, in a soft voice. "They won't fight it. They'll accept it. They'll submit. It's their duty, after all."

"Yes mistress, we will obey," Liara replied, moving her lips up the side of Maya's neck and over to her ear as her fingers danced around Maya's clit. "Forever and ever."

"That's what I want to hear..." Maya moaned in bliss. "Faster... Ooh... That's it..." Maya was gasping and moaning, rocking her hips to Liara's fingers, sliding her sex up and down on Liara's hand, rolling her body while she enjoyed Liara's handiwork. Her muscles quaked as she reached orgasm and her juices sprayed across Liara's hand, which she dutifully licked clean.

"Mmm... Oh yes..." Maya chuckled. "When you go back to Shepard, you won't forget to write will you?"

"No mistress. All information will be discreetly passed to Project Blue Collar."

"Make sure you include something telling me how much you miss me too..."