Only one gets a Jackpot

One Elmohk fruit. Two elmohk fruit. Three elmohk fruit! A jackpot at the eleventh hour!

But instead of clothes and cuff keys, a fat stack of credits fell through the prize slot, which the player eagerly grabbed. For it was not Liara or Shepard that had won, but Khalisah. The one person who hadn’t really been playing. Lady Luck was a cruel mistress.

And with that, the casino officially closed. As the remaining patrons were ushered out, the guards approached the naked women at the slot machines. Using key copies that Jack had provided for them, the guards unlocked the trio from their binds, removed their ball gags. All three immediately adopted the classic enf pose of covering their breasts and crotches with their hands, while one of the guards grabbed Khalisah’s camera.

“Hey! That’s mine!”

“You’ll get it back once your service is done. Now follow us to the dressing rooms.”

The trio went along with the guards. The doors had all been locked, so there was no point trying to escape.

“This is all your fault!” Accused Khalisah.

“My fault? Ashley only wanted vengeance on you for that itching powder stunt!” Shepard proclaimed.

“She wouldn’t have been caught up in our feud had you not been an exhibitionist pervert who kept punching me every interview!”

“Maybe you should’ve taken the hint and stopped pursuing the story?”

“Maybe you shouldn’t have been such an authoritarian bitch!”

“Well maybe you should’ve-“

“OH BY THE GODDESS WOULD YOU TWO CAN IT!” Liara exclaimed in an uncharacteristically explosive manner. Shepard especially was shocked. Even when playing the dom, Liara was always soft spoken.

“Khalisah, you are sensationalist gutter press. Shepard, you are in dire need of media training. Whatever happened in the past, we are now going to be working naked together at this casino for the next 6 weeks. Could you both bury the hatchet for now?”

Both Shepard and Khalisah’s faces scrunched in repressed rage and contemplation.

“Can we settle for just not talking to one another?” Shepard asked.

“That will suffice,” Liara breathed a sigh of relief.

The trio were ushered into a dressing room. They found three beds, with a naked Miranda sitting atop one.

“So, I guess you didn’t find your keys in time.” Shepard mused.

“Nope. Those mercenaries hide them well.” Miranda sighed, before perking up at the sight of Khalisah. “Why’s she here?”

“Ashley.”

“Ah.”