The Nos Astra police precinct, subverted

Twenty-one. Twenty-two. Twenty-three. Twenty-four. Twenty-five. Twenty-six.

I stopped counting.

Twenty-six Asari stood in front of me, naked as the day they were born. They had their hands clasped in front of them, their bodies at attention. Along their arms were two sentences in gold lettering which read:

John Shepard’s police officer

John Shepard’s ****

Samara stood off to the side, silver-blue eyes scanning the room like a hawk. Every so often, her eyes would land on me, and she’d subconsciously relax. Inevitably, her finger would move seemingly automatically to her flexible red armor’s boob window, dragging it downward to expose the tops of her huge Matriarch breasts. She’d become my constant shadow. I think being separated from me during our imprisonment affected her more than she let on. Everywhere I went she’d be there. When I ate, she either sat across from me nibbling at a meal of her own or she stood behind me. When I’d gone to the bathroom one time, I’d found her waiting right outside the stall I’d occupied.

If she’d been anyone else, I’d have found it creepy or annoying. Instead, I felt safer and more comfortable than I’d ever felt in my life. She’d do things for me, too. An automatic door which failed to open would be pushed aside by her biotics. A chair I moved to sit in would be pulled out for me before I reached it. A distant object I stretched my hand out for would be levitated into my hands. If I stumbled, she’d be right beside me to catch me before I fell.

As we shared a look, I was reminded of what I’d promised her. Her daughter Morinth was somewhere on this planet. She was an Ardat-Yakshi, an Asari with a genetic condition that had her killing people by melding with them like some sort of psychic vampire. If I mobilized the resources of this police precinct and/or leveraged my new connections here to gain more useful servants, that should make it easier to find and apprehend her. And with the pen, I could make it so Morinth felt compelled to never meld with anyone again. I imagined Samara’s eyes, so outwardly stoic yet masking so many centuries of pain and loss, lighting up with joy as I returned her daughter to her, and a new sort of resolve filled me.

I looked over my new police officers. My new slaves. The assembled women looked back at me, waiting for me to break the silence. I looked over their bodies, drinking in the plethora of alien feminine forms before me. If I so much as hinted, any one of them would allow me to fuck her in any way I wanted.

My manhood throbbed.

After I’d converted all the officers Anaya helped lure into the downstairs conference room, we had moved to the main operations room, where the majority of the officers here had their work stations. It was rather spacious and filled with desks terminals that chimed intermittently with notifications. I wasn’t worried about any of the stragglers on the street coming in and seeing them. Right past the entrance was a lobby which I’d taken the time to decorate with the words:

John Shepard’s room

I’d stationed Officer Larna Agria there and given her a recording of my voice and likeness. Whenever one of the cops I hadn’t managed to get my hooks into came through the entrance, they’d see my sentence on the walls. Then Larna would tell them to stop and have a seat. She’d give them a bogus story about a chemical spill in the main operations area that was being cleaned up. Then she’d play them a holographic message from yours truly calmly explaining to them who I was and the rules of the room they resided in:

1. They were not allowed to leave until I gave them permission.
2. They were not allowed to contact anyone outside the room without my permission.
3. They had to disarm themselves and hand their weapons and omni-tools to Larna for safekeeping.
4. They had to help Larna with anything whatsoever if she requested it.

I’d made that last rule to give Larna some flexibility in dealing with her colleagues. Liara had pointed out that it was unlikely I’d be able to think of every contingency, so it was better to let those who were loyal to me have some flexibility in how they served me.

Liara herself was sitting on one of the police officers’ desks, her legs crossed as she eyed the women arrayed in front of me. She caught my gaze and smiled approvingly. Something glimmered in her eyes then. I’d seen it before from her and Samara and Ashley. The absolute loyalty and devotion. Most people don’t realize how empowering it is to look at someone and know they’ll do anything you say. Literally anything. But once you know that about someone, you start to notice how differently they treat you from everyone else. Even their casual glances are different. I smiled back at her before turning my attention back to the new alien women in my service.

A few of them were cute and petite. Young by Asari standards, ancient by mine. Those were the trainees; Maidens who broke the mold and signed up for a career instead of pursuing higher education or wandering the galaxy dancing at shady nightclubs or joining criminal gangs. They’d come into the precinct usually without any prior work experience and only a basic education. I’d asked for their ages and wasn’t surprised when they told me they were only just barely over a century old. Eighteen to twenty-one in human terms. Only three of those were in my “lineup.” Two more were off-duty. They looked at me nervously with wide, innocent eyes that basically jabbed a finger into my male “protect and comfort” instincts. A shy dust of purple on their faces sealed the deal.

Another category of officers was an athletic sort with a look in their eyes that said they’d seen their fair share of terrible shit on the job. Those were the veteran beat cops. The riot police. The **** teams. Several of them had nasty scars that varied from gunshot wounds to burns to jagged stab markings. A few of them even had military experience or had been a gang enforcer at one point. I’d done a double-take at that one, but Anaya had explained that wasn’t terribly uncommon on Illium, where the corporations didn’t care about your history so much as you being a compliant worker bee in the here-and-now. The beat cops were usually Matrons, and as such their bodies were usually much more physically developed than the comparatively petite Maidens, sporting larger breasts and wide hips meant for birthing. There were seven of those in my lineup. Another fifteen were either off-duty or out on the streets doing their jobs and would be inducted into my service as soon as they returned. The ones I already owned would go out to replace them as that happened. They all had calm poise, but there was clear anticipation in their eyes. Anaya said they were eager to see what their new lives were going to be like under my command.

Then there were the investigators. Mostly Matrons, some near the Matriarch stage with soft bodies and even softer lives, but their eyes were the hardest of the women in my lineup. These were the sort of women who were content with the idea of sitting behind a desk for centuries, typing at holoscreens, and only doing street work when the precinct was short on bodies. Their work was arguably just as important if not more so than the street cops. Citadel law may not have touched Illium, but in its stead Illium’s Executive Board had shackled the planet in corporate legalese so convoluted that it would make the most entrenched bureaucrat on Thessia want to gouge her eyes out. These women understood how Illium worked; whose toes you could step on and which you couldn’t without having everything you held dear taken from you. They investigated things like financial crimes, corporate espionage, and intellectual property theft. The stuff that usually didn’t make it into the news unless someone important was being punished and even then, only if someone else with enough power and wealth were feeling particularly vindictive. Eight of these women were in my collection now. Another four were off-duty, and would be added when they showed up for work tomorrow. They would be instrumental in helping me track Morinth down, and anyone else on this planet and beyond who could prove useful to me.

The rest of the officers were a mix of administrative staff and techs who came seemingly from all walks of life. There was one maintenance officer who handled the repairs and upkeep of all the precincts weapons and skycars. A pretty thing with light blue skin and dark grease marks all over her face and arms who’d been in the middle of modifying a police shuttle when she’d been called into the meeting room. As an aspiring engineer, I had to tip my hat to her.

“That’s everyone in the building, then?” I turned to face Anaya.

The Asari detective nodded. She’d been my enthusiastic subordinate ever since I’d claimed ownership over her, dutifully carrying out my orders as if I were the head of Illium police herself. Anaya’s personality was still mostly intact, with the notable exception of a crush she seemed to have developed on me.

“Aside from the officer you sent to collect Ashley Williams, yes sir.” She stood at my side. Her rank hadn’t changed. She was still officially lieutenant and in charge of the Nos Astra police precinct, but she’d only be running things here in my absence. Anaya would report to me from now on while ensuring that everything was above board with her official superiors. Like her fellow police officers, she was also completely naked. I let my eyes rove over her athletic body for a few moments before moving my hand behind her and spanking her ass. The impact caused her big breasts to jiggle wildly. Anaya let out a gasp despite her valiant efforts to keep her expression composed. A few of the officers snickered in amusement, but became silent when Anaya shot them with a withering glare.

Undoubtedly a few of these women would be enduring punishments as soon as I left. I saw a few of them send pleading glances towards me, but I didn’t react. If they believed I was going to completely nullify Anaya’s authority over them, they were mistaken.

Jane had once told me that as an officer, it was important to respect the chain of command and allow your subordinates autonomy to handle the everyday managing and discipline of those below them unless there was no other choice. I was only now beginning to understand what she meant by that. If I had to micromanage the day-to-day lives of all these women, I’d go insane. I couldn’t even imagine the headaches I’d face as I gained control over more organizations and their staff.

I frowned as I was suddenly struck by the realization that I’d have to design a command structure of sorts to help me manage all these people once I’d swallowed enough groups that even their head honchos were legion.

I sighed. I was going to have to have a long talk with Liara.

“Excellent work, Lieutenant,” I said, giving her butt a gentle pat. Anaya’s fierce gaze melted away almost instantly. “You and Officer Agria will be commended.”

She looked at me and swallowed. Her amber eyes flicked down to my crotch.

“Larna and I were just doing our jobs, sir, but thank you.” She almost bowed. I smiled at her open, almost **** need to please me.

The twenty-six women assembled in front of me were watching the two of us with rapt interest. They looked like they wanted to see what I was going to do next. I kept a possessive hand on Anaya’s ass, idly groping her and letting the others stew.

Anaya licked her lips. “Sir?”

“Yeah?”

“When do you think you’ll take care of that issue we discussed?” Anaya asked, a hint of anxiousness in her voice.

Oh yeah. That. I had promised her that I’d deal with my mother in a way that’d prevent any sort of blowback against Illium. And I fully intended to. With the pen, getting Mom to forget about pursuing any action against anyone on Illium would be a piece of cake. And then there was the added benefit of having Mom at my beck and call.

My cock stirred as I thought about my mother. She had a body that rivaled Asari Matriarchs in sheer voluptuousness. And there was also the appeal of finally getting one in over her after all this time. She’d never been the most attentive or caring parent. She’d always been busy with her job. Understandably so. Being an Alliance flag officer was a stressful career. But that career had always come first before taking care of me or Jane. We’d basically had to take care of ourselves for the most part. And then there was this constant disapproval; a subtle disappointment Mom had always thrown my way whenever the topic of discussion came to my Alliance service, or lack thereof. She had so badly wanted me to join. To spend up to three years in military school on Arcturus Station and get an officer commission to serve on one of humanity’s warships.

When I was young, I’d wanted to be like my father; to become a Marine and see every corner of the galaxy. He’d always seemed so strong and invincible. He’d survived crucibles that had killed thousands of other men. Until one day his luck had run out and he’d been gunned down by Batarian slavers on Mindoir while I’d watched the planet helplessly from space.

A lifetime of following my absentee’s mother’s orders like she was my commanding officer instead of my parent had soured me on the prospect of swallowing orders from total strangers for the rest of my life. Let Jane carry on the Shepard family legacy, I’d thought. I was going to school to be an engineer. I wanted to be the one who designed and built the starships people like Mom and my sister served on. To make vessels so numerous and powerful that the Batarians would never think of challenging humanity again. In my darkest dreams, I imagined the ships I designed looming in orbit above a burning Khar’shan after breaking the Hegemony’s back.

I think it was the disappointment I’d seen in my mother’s emerald eyes when I’d told her my dream that hurt the most, and had ultimately cemented my decision to not follow the life path she’d set out for me.

Well, as luck would have it, Mom was about to get her wish anyway. The Shepard family would be gaining another warrior for humanity. It just wouldn’t be happening in the way she expected. I couldn’t wait to show her how much I’d gained. How much I could give to the galaxy without rigidly adhering to her wishes.

“Sir?” Anaya’s voice startled me from my thoughts. She was looking at me with trepidation. Maybe she thought I was going to back out on my promise. I gave her a smile to assuage her nerves.

“After we’ve finished here, I think I’ll move into your office,” I said. Anaya’s office was conveniently located right outside the main operations room, which made it ideal for me since I was essentially taking over the place. “You don’t mind if I make it my own while I’m here, right?”

Anaya shook her head.

“No, sir. Not at all. I’ll move my things into one of the vacant offices right away.”

“That won’t be necessary,” I squeezed her butt. “We’ll move a smaller desk in there you can sit at while I’m using yours. That way you can answer calls and generally help me out with anything I need at a moment’s notice.”

The fact that I was essentially demoting Anaya to my personal secretary in her own station while keeping her firmly in charge of her officers was such an incredible turn-on. Maybe later on I’d have her suck me off underneath her desk.

In all seriousness though, it’d be good to Anaya in her usual place in case one of her superiors decided to pay us an unannounced visit. And it was not like I was going to be there all the time, so there was no reason for Anaya to move.

“T-that sounds great,” Anaya flushed. Her eyes glimmered with arousal. I hadn’t forgotten the proposition she’d given me earlier. No doubt her mental gears were churning with thoughts of what the two of us could get up to when we were alone together.

“After I’m finished here, I’ll have one of the officers bring my mom up to your – my – office, and explain to her why it’d be in everyone’s best interest for her to forget this whole thing ever happened,” I said.

“You really think you can convince her?” Anaya said skeptically. She crossed her arms beneath her bare breasts, pushing them upwards.

I leered at Anaya’s naked body before turning my gaze over the naked Asari assembled before me.

“Yeah, I can be pretty persuasive when I need to be.”

Behind me, Liara laughed.

One of the doors to the operations room chimed and swished open.

In stepped Ashley Williams, followed by one of my officers. Sergeant La’datha, I think her name was.

Ashley wore her skintight blue Alliance jumpsuit. Her dark brown hair was let down, trailing past her shoulders. Her almond brown eyes widened slightly when she gazed at the naked Asari officers. She shook her head and made her way over to me, exchanging a friendly nod with Liara as she did so, and then stopped to do a double take.

“Holy shit. You’re glowing.”

Liara looked down at herself in confusion.

“I’m not currently using my biotics, so I do not see how that could be the case,” Liara said, and frowned.

Ashley snorted, and I couldn’t help but chuckle.

“Not what I meant,” Ashley said. “You and John had sex, didn’t you?”

Suddenly every woman in the room was staring at Liara.

Liara blushed cutely. Her eyes flicked towards me for a moment. I nodded.

“Um, yes. We did. What of it?”

Ashley’s smile widened.

“Nothing. I’m just happy for you.”

A hint of a smile came to Liara’s face.

“Thank you, Ashley. Perhaps sometime soon John will share a night with the two of us.”

Ashley grinned at her.

“I can’t wait,” she turned to face me, clear amusement and lust dancing in her eyes. She openly looked me up and down. “Hey John. How you doing?”

“Not bad,” I said. Probably my biggest understatement of the month.

Ashley nodded.

“Glad to hear it. So, these are your new **** police officers, huh?” Ashley asked, a teasing smirk on her face. She nudged me with her elbow. “You give them an updated dress code or something? If so, I like it.”

I shook my head, smiling. I’d always have a soft spot for Ash. Ever since that time on the Saratoga when I’d spied on her showering and seen the water dripping down her perfect naked body. I took my hand off Anaya’s ass and grabbed one of Ashley’s tits through her jumpsuit. The olive-skinned woman let out a sigh.

“Nah, I just wanted to see what they looked like under those spiffy uniforms,” I said. “Why, you think they should just work in their birthday suits every day?”

Ashley chuckled, her mind no doubt painting a picture of how absurd it would be for fully naked Asari police officers to be patrolling Nos Astra’s streets.

“Up to you. You’re the one who took over the precinct. Nice job on that, by the way.”

“Heh. Thanks.”

“Don’t mention it,” she grinned.

I unzipped her jumpsuit and reached inside, palming her bare right breast. Ashley sucked in a breath, her eyes becoming half-lidded.

“Mm. Oh God, I needed this. Being locked in that cell with Private Curtis was getting on my nerves,” she said.

I switched to her other breast and gave her nipple a pinch. I was dimly aware of Anaya watching us, a flicker of jealousy brimming in her amber eyes. That gave me an idea.

“I couldn’t have done it without Detective Anaya,” I gestured towards the violet-skinned Asari. She perked her head up, her eyes glimmering with satisfaction. “She brought all of her fellow police officers into a conference room for me so I could show them who they really belonged to.”

Ashley regarded Anaya with raised eyebrows.

“Oh, is that right?”

Anaya smirked and nodded.

“Yes. Helping all the people under my command see the light is one of the most satisfying things I’ve ever done. You really need to try it sometime. Perhaps with your Alliance Marines.”

Something sparkled in Ashley’s eyes.

“That does sound like it’d be fun. Some of those grunts really need to be taught manners and respect,” she said.

Anaya chuckled.

“I can only imagine,” she turned to face me. “Sir, with your permission, I could have a few officers escort your mother’s Marine contingent to an office or some other isolated area. Ashley could accompany the officers if she wished.”

Ashley faced me as well, her brown eyes imploring me.

Huh. Were Anaya and Ashley already becoming fast friends? I didn’t see that coming, especially from the way Anaya had kept glaring at Ash any time I touched her.

“Sure, why not?” I thought aloud. I hadn’t really thought about Mom’s Marines. Being on a planet full of Asari can have that kind of effect on a guy, sue me. There were a few good-looking women among them who I’d probably been trying to spy on if Ashley hadn’t been there. And it’d be good to have them on my side for when I dealt with Mom.

Both women’s faces lit up.

“Thank you, sir!”

“I really appreciate this!”

I put a hand on each of their shoulders, and they looked at me.

“First thing’s first, though. I’m kind of feeling like I need a blowjob. Do you think the two of you could help me with that?”

Ashley and Anaya were already sinking to their knees before I even finished my sentence.

“Damn right, sir. I thought you’d never ask,” Ashley beamed up at me, silently backed by Anaya.

Two sets of hands – one human, one Asari – fished my cock out of my pants. Within moments, my cock was engulfed by Ashley’s warm mouth, to Anaya’s visible irritation. Undeterred, the Asari police officer pushed my pants down to my ankles. A few seconds later, her soft lips were pressed against my ballsack. Her tongue snaked out and began licking me.

Wet slurping sounds filled the room. I was very aware of the other women watching me as well. Some looked indifferent, but a good portion of them looked visibly aroused.

“You guys can masturbate if you want,” I said.

The women glanced at each other uncertainly. A few of them looked hesitant, but moments later one of the large-breasted, soft-bodied investigators snaked her hand between her thick thighs and began playing with her snatch.

I let out a gasp when Ashley took my cock down her throat, her lips pressing against the base of my cock. Black strands of pubic hair stuck out from between her lips and my shaft. Her eyes grew teary as she gagged, but she kept my cock buried in her throat for almost a solid minute before releasing it, gasping for air. A moment later let out a soft moan, and I realized with a start that Anaya had unzipped Ashley’s jumpsuit and had moved her hand between her legs, rubbing her pussy.

Ashley moaned around my cock, her eyes almost rolling up into the back of her head.

Meanwhile, Anaya kept tonguing and sucking at my balls, lathering every inch of them in her saliva, uncaring of the strands of hair down there that broke off and ended up on her face.

Ashley spat my cock out of her mouth to draw a deep breath, saliva dribbling past her lips. God, she looked so fucking hot.

Movement drew my attention to the women I’d gathered here. Several more of my Asari police officers had begun to play with themselves, their eyes shining with lust as they watched me. Some of them were still hesitant, but from the way their hands slowly crept downward, I figured it was only a matter of time before they joined the party.

I caught Samara’s eyes. My loyal Justicar looked like she wanted nothing more than to get in on the action. But I hadn’t given her permission, so she stayed still, quietly observing.

Another set of lips sealed themselves around my cock. I gasped and looked down, finding Anaya there, an immensely satisfied look in her eyes as she looked up at me. I rested my hand on her head, gently urging her to go deeper. Anaya let out an appreciative hum, twirling her dark blue tongue around my member as she allowed me to guide her further down my cock.

Not one to be passive, Ashley moved beneath me. Her plump lips kissed the underside of my cock as Anaya blew me.

I wasn’t sure when I’d given Samara and Liara the go ahead to join us. They’d both stripped naked, pressing their large breasts into my sides as they clung to me. I took turns making out with Samara and Liara as Anaya suckled on my cock and Ashley had moved her way down past my balls to tongue my taint. My women moaned and cooed as they tended to me, and in the background over twenty Asari police officers frantically masturbated, their tits jiggling wildly as they watched us.

As my cockhead inched past the entrance of Anaya’s throat, causing the seasoned detective to gag, my balls clenched. I grabbed Anaya’s head, forcing her down on my cock as spurt after spurt of hot cum was shot into her mouth. Her eyes widened in alarm, but she didn’t try to pull away. She gulped and gagged, trying to swallow the loads I shot off into her mouth.

I pulled her off, and she coughed, spewing some of my cum down her face and on the floor.

No sooner had my cock been freed from Anaya’s mouth than Ashley had taken her place. Her brown eyes were alight with desire, her tongue wriggling against my cockslit as I let out a final spurt of cum inside her mouth. She swallowed, but kept suckling at my cock even as it softened in her mouth.

Samara and Liara watched with contented smiles on their faces as they clung to my body, their soft breasts squishing against me.

Anaya looked up at me. Her face was smeared with a mixture of saliva, tears, and semen. She looked anything but the stern detective who had so readily arrested us just hours earlier.

“Open your mouth,” I commanded her.

Anaya obeyed, and I was treated to the sight of my thick white cum on the inside of her mouth. Her tongue flicked across her teeth and the inside of her cheeks.

“Swallow.”

She nodded, closing her mouth and tilting her head backward. She gulped audibly, accepting a part of my load into her stomach. Ashley kept sucking on my now-soft member.

I smiled.

Anaya was mine. This entire precinct was mine, but I was only just getting started. Somewhere, my mother was alone in an office Anaya had set up for her. It was about time I showed her how things were going to be from now on.

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