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Tip of the Iceberg: A Mass Effect RP [TBM and Lord DreamCrusher]

He felt his nerves tingling yet stronger now, his cock throbbing as it threatened to destroy the crotch of his pants for the sake of freedom; not that that was actually possible. With Sera standing up and removing the upper portion of her suit he could see her breasts yet more clearly though still hidden from his view directly. Her nipples stood firm and straining as much as his cock was, the soft and rounded flesh her of tits wanting to spill out and be exposed in a similar manner.

No sooner than the words had left her mouth about reliving the old days did he set down his glass on the endtable beside him and flick out his hand in her direction. The hum and bluish-purple glow of biotics were telling to anyone who had witnessed them before but this wasn't an attack. Instead Kar smirked as he created two small fields upon the ends of each of her breasts which swirled smoothly and applied a massaging force through her undersuit. It was as if he was pinching her nipples and rubbing her breasts at the same time for how the fields played upon her though he didn't keep it up for long, just enough for her to comprehend the feeling and process it mentally before he dropped focus and let the effect fade away.

Kar followed this up with the removal of his shirt, grabbing the waist and pulling it up and over his head as best that he was able to do with his sort of hunched physiology. The end result though exposed his chest once more to her, not that she hadn't seen it before, but the bulky frame and leathery flesh blended into the dark plates of his upper torso and shoulders. The krogan's stomach and midsection had smaller flakes of carapace nestled between leathery skin but he had not grown old enough yet for his torso to be one solid piece of armor; By looks he was halfway there already though. There was no question about it however, Kar was a beefy man even for a krogan. He ate well and trained hard, giving him a warrior's physique that was not trim and athletic but rather husky and powerful. "I'll match what you take off. But, unlike you, I don't wear anything under my outfit, heh."
 
Sera gasped in surprise as the mass effect fields groped her, massaging her breasts as she moaned softly from the attention they received. Almost as soon as he remotely groped her, however, he dropped the field, leaving her slightly more aroused, but far from satisfied, just as he had probably intended.

As he took his shirt off, Sera seemed to hesitate slightly at last, looking over the very fit krogan. She could imagine that body taking on a fair bit of a pounding in a battle...or dealing out one hell of one on the bed. Or table, or wherever they ended up. She was teetering on the edge of a precipice, and his comment only solidified that fact. He was growing more aggressive, less careful. She was about to step off the edge of the precipice, and there was definitely no evidence that she wouldn't end up a bit battered from the journey. Hells, there wasn't even any evidence that that was metaphorical. She could imagine him all too easily pinning her down, having his way with her without a care for doing just a bit of damage to her. Between his biotics, his muscles, and her lack of either, he could do anything to her, and she'd just have to take it.

She had many reasons to reconsider her actions. None of them spoke louder than one simple fact: he could do anything to her, and she'd take it. Not just because she had to, but part of her wanted to at this point. Wanted to be pinned down. He wouldn't render her unable to help in the investigation, she was sure. But maybe just a bit of pain. Just some roughness. Maybe give her more than one reason to be out of breath...

"Is that so? Maybe I shouldn't be doing this, then." With that comment, she almost casually unsealed her lower armor, letting the rest of her suit fall to the floor with a loud clatter. Kicking it aside, she put her hands behind her, making it obvious that she was resting them on the seals that were leaving her underarmor on. "And as you said, I'll match what you take off."
 
As she dropped the lower half of her suit, leaving only her undersuit in place to conceal her, Kar smiled wider as he reached over to his glass and downed the rest of it in one large swig. He stood up then, the rippling motions of his muscles subtle beneath his thick flesh but still present for the attentive eye to see. All but towering over her from across the table, Kar reached out and grasped the vodka bottle in his right hand and lifted it to his lips; knocking his head back and guzzling the just under a third of the bottle that remained like it was nothing. To him it was nothing really but he didn't want it to go to waste with things heating up as they were.

Gasping in content once he'd polished off the contents, and again pausing to savor the burn as it traveled to his core, he set the bottle aside on the endtable to his right and rolled his shoulders before bringing his fingers to the waist of his pants. Like Sera, Kar only had three fingers on each hand but, unlike Sera, his fingers were thicker and on the shorter side of things compared to the rest of his proportions. They were strong and hard to injure but less suited to fine tasks. This meant that it took a few attempts to manipulate the clasp upon his pants, building the anticipation of this stripping sequence, but he had no intention of backing down and eventually managed to snap it open and slide down the large zipper. As he somewhat crouched over for leverage Kar pulled them down to his ankles and stepped up off each foot to pull them free. When he straightened upright again she'd see everything she had wanted to between his thighs.

Kar's cock was already half erect and rapidly pushed towards a full erection now that it was liberated. The long, thick shaft was made of the same gray and rough, leathery flesh that the rest of his body held but seemed yet more hardened and solid; like it was halfway between his skin and the hardened carapace in texture. As it raised higher upward with each heartbeat she'd see that it held a natural upward curve to it and the crown came to a quite pointed tip; both things that would ease penetration in the colloquially coined 'doggy style' position that was common in his and many other species for mating.

The shaft was marked with small creases and divots at regular intervals that were separated by ridges that pushed outward. The underside of his length held these small, rear-protruding fins almost which bordered on the potential of pleasure or pain depending on how soft they proved to be... or how gentle he was in the act, and of course his quad hung proudly like a collection of four wrecking balls with the front and rear pair having seperation between them not unlike someone had just tacked on a second pair. His balls alone could drape over her face and smother her with their size but the ever-increasing presence of his cock remained the far more threatening entity as there was no way it would possibly be less than a foot when it was finished growing.

"Your turn." He said with a smile, indicating that she should follow suit and drop the last of her garments as well. Of course, some shock was to be expected when face to face with his glory as such but he made sure to extend his arms wide to either side so that nothing he had on offer was risked hidden by even the slightest as he awaited her reaction and response.
 
Sera gazed at Kar's nude body steadily, grabbing her drink and draining it before carefully putting the glass back down. Closing her eyes briefly, she took in a breath before opening them again, looking at his growing cock steadily. It was definitely intimidating. Anyone with sense would be intimidated by the sheer size of his cock, never mind the ridges, the size of his quad, everything about the krogan in front of her. She was over the edge of the precipice now, though, and plummeting. The landing may be rough, but she was taking the plunge.

"No turning back now, I assume." She unsealed her underarmor slowly, taking her time. Her three fingers were much more dexterous than his, naturally, but that didn't mean she couldn't intentionally take her time. Draw the moment out even further as she took off the underarmor. However, after a few long seconds, she had her underarmor unsealed and, with just a few more seconds of hesitation, she pulled the underarmor down almost defiantly, stepping out of her underarmor and standing just as nude as he was.

Without the underarmor covering her up, her breasts remained just as high and firm as they had promised to be behind the underarmor, but with her dark purple nipples now fully exposed, standing out firmly on her lilac skin. She was fairly slender as well, other than those large breasts and what looked to be a quite soft ass with fairly wide hips, the hair on her head the only hair on her entire body, clearly keeping herself well-groomed between the legs.

"And now that we are both in the same state of dress...There isn't exactly going back, is there?" She gazed at him steadily. "You will take me however you want, and I'll just have to take that. Won't I?"
 
Feeling the swirling mixture of arousal and alcohol fueling him as he stared upon Sera's naked flesh, eyes focusing upon her large and soft breasts before sliding downward to the smooth flesh of her groin and the somewhat plump lips of her pussy, Kar was well beyond the point of no return as well be he wasn't really thinking about such things. She had wanted this, no matter what she might say now, and while she seemed equal parts hesitant and eager it simply didn't matter to him either way. "Consequences be damned, I'm going to ruin you."

The krogan didn't just say those words and stand still though, that would somewhat prove his point to be false. Instead he stomped forward, shifting around the table and somehow avoiding the datapad laying on the floor by the sofa in the process without even realizing, and brought himself to more properly tower over her. The proximity of his body would no doubt transfer the heat that radiated from his flesh and the tip of his penis would press against her lilac skin at some area of her midsection while he looked down to her.

"I've needed this." He continued as his hands reached up to grasp her, his left finding its way to her throat while his right squeezed her left breast firmly; claw-like fingers digging into the soft and delicate flesh to witness it spilling out and around his invading digits. "Long deployments with no relief in sight. No time to spend buying a whore for a night, no brave or dutiful members of the crew to keep me sated and hell to pay if I grew so bold with them to do what I will to you."

He wasn't strangling her just yet but rather holding her neck firm, ready to squeeze harder if she tried anything and looking to see what kind of struggle, if any, that she was going to put up against him. Oh he knew she wanted this but he wasn't sure she could handle this. At some point, when fear or pain grew too much, she'd either piss herself again or she'd lash out in panicked desperation. Either way he wouldn't mind. It was a good thing his room was all but soundproof. Unless one was standing in the little hall by his door they'd hear nothing of what was about to go down.
 
At his first words, a soft chill went through Sera's body. It was one thing to suspect that he would be rough, even to know that he would probably be a little less likely to control himself in his current likely tipsy state. Hearing him say it out loud was a different matter. Even in her current state, she had just about enough time to reconsider what was going on before he was standing in front of her.

She couldn't help but gasp as his penis tip pressed against her soft stomach, and she almost pulled back were it not for the hands finding their way to grasp her. One hand gripped her throat, the other her breast. As he squeezed the later, her warm flesh pillowing around his fingers, she listened as he explained just how much he wanted her, and the heavy implication that things were not going to be too pleasant for her.

As her imagination of what he could do to her grew closer to the reality of him doing so, she began to squirm slightly in his grasp, gripping the wrist of the hand on the verge of choking her and tugging on it. "Maybe we could take things a bit easier to start off..." she suggested quietly, the look in her eyes still aroused by the situation, but that arousal was starting to mix with fear. The only reason she was still able to breathe was because he was letting her. Just a squeeze was all it would take for her life to be literally in his grasp. She couldn't help but visibly shudder at the thought of him doing just that. Was the shudder from anticipation, fear, or both? Even she wasn't sure at this point. All she knew was that she was completely helpless at this point, and not just theoretically at his mercy anymore, but in actuality.
 
"Too late for that." He replied as she began to backpedal. Oh she'd wound him up good and he had no intention of hitting the brakes now. If she wanted something slower and gentler then she should have done things differently. Kar pivoted on the spot and dragged Sera around like she was nothing before he pushed her down onto the sturdy glass table, his hands still gripping her throat and breast respectively. Despite being made of glass with a metal frame, the glass in question was the same grade as was used for spaceships and stations to withstand the pressurization against the void. While it wasn't quite as thick, Kar doubted he could easily break it and he knew it would hold even his weight without issue.

It was at this point that the krogan shifted his body to lean and loom over her but also moved his right hand away from her breast and down to her lower lips to rub and explore at the her womanly folds; testing to see how wet and accommodating her pussy was at the moment. If he felt she was wet enough, he'd have no reason to delay actually fucking her. While his lusts were such that one orgasm would hardly slow him down in his need, the primal desire to plow into her was his main driving thought. He'd rather not have to bother with such frustrating things as lubrication, at least not non-natural lubrication anyway. If she was too dry for his needs though, well, he'd change his focus to her mouth instead for the goal of spreading her saliva all over him. One major benefit of having such a high regeneration factor was that he had little fear of a partner hurting him in any sensitive areas after all.
 
As he dragged her over to the table, she began to squirm a bit harder, not that it did her any good with how much stronger and bigger Kar was compared to her, and before much longer, she found herself with her bare back on the table, pinned down underneath him as she started struggling a bit harder as he let go of her breast, only to gasp when he ran that hand between her thighs and across her folds.

There was no hiding her arousal as he felt her over. Even as he held her down, completely manhandling her, even with the fact that she was getting more and more fearful as he grew more aggressive, her body was clearly loving it on a primal level. As she began to struggle more fiercely, her hands now futilely pulling at the fingers around her throat in an attempt to pull them free, she could feel her pussy getting even warmer. She wanted to be taken, and was scared of how brutally he might do so, and her heart quickened at the thought of him ravaging her in every since of the word, her throat pulsating in his hand as she swallowed hard.
 
Kar pulled his fingers away and grinned as he felt the wetness cling to them as if her snatch did not want his touch to fade. She was more than ready, at least her body was eager if not perhaps actually prepared. Gripping her left thigh he lifted it up and out, making space for him as he lowered his waist to press the underside of his shaft against her belly and the top of her pussy. This was a sort of tease in a sense but mostly he did this to help guide him.

As he slid his hulking manhood back across her flawless skin he continued to press downward, all but ignoring her struggling as his left hand remained clamped around her neck like a vise. "You can't squirm away from me. Without your tech, without a weapon, you are powerless to stop me." The fin like nubs caused his member to softly bounce and jitter against her, showing that even though the protrusions were fairly soft they remained firm enough to influence the motion. These 'fins' would indeed provide great pleasure, especially when rolling against a clitoris, but too much speed from his motions would also see them bring pain. Though, thankfully, not any actual harm.

Once his crown rolled off of her lower lips the downward pressure that he had been applying with his hips caused the tip to shunt downward an inch or two which was the entire plan; he could now start prodding around without the need for a guiding hand to find her opening. Of course, with how large his dick was compared to her pussy he'd have to pay close attention to recognize the opening when he did press against it since the width of his length was already larger than the folds of her labia were for the moment. At least the tapering point of his tip would help greatly in this endeavor.
 
As she was taunted, reminded of just how much weaker she was than Kar, Sera's breathing grew more rapid as she fought back the fear starting to rise in her body, to keep as much of her composure as she could. "Powerless..." she repeated, unable to hold back a soft whimper as he started to mount her, his massive cock rubbing against her, sliding down her body slowly until she could feel the tip pressing against her. He was far larger than anyone she had been with in the past, and that made her even more nervous now that he was on the verge of entering her.

As she struggled harder at the thought, she inadvertently made her chest bounce around, jiggling nicely as she now gripped his nearly choking hand with both of hers, systematically squeezing the back of his hand as she tried to find a gap between his scales to slide in her nails, try to shock him into letting go...or maybe tighten even further, a dark part of her mind considered, her throat pulsating harder in his grip as she began to breath more rapidly.

The other result of her struggling was accidentally pushing just the tip of him in past her folds with a gasp. It wasn't much for him, just enough to know that he was in position to push in at a moment's notice. For her, however, she could feel all of his tip as it pushed apart that opening, and she knew as soon as he began to actually thrust in that she would be in for some serious stretching if he went in earnest, and there was absolutely no indication that he had any intention of doing otherwise.
 
Sera's scrambling hands would find that most of Kar's arms were covered by his hardened carapace. In particular the backs of his fingertips and hands as well as nearly his entire forearm were wreathed in thick protection. That said, there were gaps to allow for movement at the joints which meant the opening she found was at his wrist; there she could slip fingers around to feel his thick, leathery skin. It was at this moment though that he felt her body shift and his tip align to the opening of her pussy. He was hardly going to wait.

A faint voice whispered at he back of his mind to be careful with her, that she was soft and weak in comparison to himself, but through all the pent up need and the haze of his minor inebriation the krogan simply wasn't listening to the reasonable thoughts. He grunted and slammed his hips forward, applying all the pressure he could manage to mash his manhood against her folds now that they were aligned. Such unrestrained muscle and power could harm her, not likely permanently but tearing was always a risk with such sensitive tissue, but all he could consider was how badly he needed to fuck her and how badly he needed to empty his balls again and again.

"Haaaah!" He shouted in a mix of violence and satisfaction when he felt her resistance give way and his crown slip into the hot confines of her flesh. Though his focus was taken away from the moment of penetration somewhat by the stinging of her nails at his left wrist. The krogan's skin was so thick and durable that it was all but impervious to cuts and scrapes without a proper blade but that didn't mean she wasn't still hurting him. The pain was minor, all things considered, but it surprised him and spurred him to action perhaps beyond the scope of necessity.

Drawing his right hand away from her thigh, Kar drew a heavy slap across Sera's face in response to her 'attack'. The impact rang out through the room and he could see the imprint of his hand turning her lilac skin a shade of purple. "Gu-Sera, I will return any pain you try to deliver back tenfold so that you learn your place. You are my... mmmph... toy." It was unlikely that Sera understood the Weyrloc Break dialect of krogan tongue, it was mostly employed in the terminus systems by mercenaries and pirates, but that small prefix he attached to her name held great meaning. In this case he labeled her a thing, an object. More specifically his trophy. Something that belonged to him and him alone and was not attributed at all to his clan or krantt.

In any case his left hand did squeeze down firmly at this stage while his right remained on standby, ready to swat away her hands from further attempts to attack him as it were, mostly out of a point of pride rather than a necessity. He could handle anything she did to him in this room and heal it back before she'd barely finished but even the small motes of intentional pain she inflicted were a challenge to his authority and dominance; something he would not allow in his regressed mental state.

So he began to cut off the flow of air and blood through her neck and the slits of his yellow eyes narrowed as he stared down to her with a dark fury not unlike the man that so nearly took her in a similar fashion. Meanwhile his hips got to thrusting, doing his best to stretch her inner walls out wide so that he could cram every inch of his shaft inside. The small divots and prominent ridges of his length both giving added pleasure and added difficulty in equal measure.
 
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She felt her fingers sink into the flesh inside the gap of his carapace at the wrist. However, that brief moment of triumph was soon taken away as he pushed into her with such force. As she felt pain flare down between her legs, she let out a shout, her folds quite tight around the massive cock that was pushing into her so hard, so fast. The pain, however, was soon far from her main concern.

The slap to her face hardly phased her, compared to what was happening between her legs. Even as the imprint of his hand blossomed on her cheek, she narrowed her eyes slightly as she focused on his words. She was not an expert in krogan dialects, and the prefix attached to her name didn't mean anything to her. The rest of the statement, however, was perfectly clear. Not only was she at his mercy, she had gone too far in trying to resist him.

As if to confirm her fears, she felt his hand squeeze her throat tighter, and then tighter still, her eyes suddenly widening as her air was cut off. She released his wrist, gagging as she tugged at his fingers in a state of panic. Her pulse quickened in his grip, the blood struggling to get through his grip. And that look in his eyes...she'd seen it before, and been at the mercy of a man who was on the verge of taking her before she had been rescued. She had no rescue coming this time...

As she continued to choke, she thrashed underneath Kar, her body acting on pure instinct, trying to get away from the beast that was ready to do such harm to her. Even as she thrashed, however, continuing to gag for air as her eyes bulged, her lower regions told a slightly contradictory story. Even as he thrust into her painfully, the walls stretching too slowly to avoid extra pain, it became easier for Kar to thrust in as she grew wetter. Her body was loving everything he was doing to her, even if it was clear that Sera was physically struggling desperately.
 
For his part the darkness in Kar's heart was reveling in his power over her, his brutal dominance. The tightness of her passage was sublime and oh-so-needed after far too long of a dry spell and the way that she wriggled and writhed beneath him was like that of prey ensnared. It was true that krogan had developed as a prey species on their homeworld rather than as predator but power and control were universal interests all the same.

The resistance of her cunt was intense. Even despite his wild thrusts he felt how slow his progress truly was and yet for certain he was still making progress. The juices of her womanhood were all but pouring out around his invading length and he could hear the wet, squishing sounds of her insides reacting to each thrust and withdrawal. Suffocating as she was Sera couldn't really grunt or cry out but her body was doing plenty of talking to him all the same; the panicked expression on her face of particularly sweet satisfaction. The first couple of inches had taken some work but he could feel that changing, her wetness aiding him as her muscles weakened against his assault.

Meanwhile twisted thoughts bubbled up from the recesses that he normally held locked away and he had no filter left to stop them from escaping his lips. "I nearly died saving you..." Referencing the sniper shot he took to the neck and the massive scar that was impossible to miss even now. "... this is just me taking what you should have... grrr... offered as repayment." He had every intention of pushing her to the limits of her lungs, he wasn't loosing his hold upon her throat until it seemed like she was on the cusp of passing out. He didn't want her unconscious, after all it was hardly satisfying to fuck an otherwise listless body, but he wanted to make her suffer. Not out of revenge for his brush with death, not really for digging her nails into his skin, but simply because he enjoyed causing pain. He didn't need any further reason.

With another throaty grunt he slammed forward with renewed strength and felt a surge of progress as his cock sunk in a few more inches all at once. By this point he must be around halfway to the hilt and was getting tired of leaning over the table with his feet yet on the ground. He paused at the height of this progress not for her benefit but his own as he pushed her further down the table and climbed onto it himself, slamming his thighs against her own and forcing them up and around his waist. Yes, this was much more comfortable for him even if he lost a bit of leverage and now was pressing down much harder upon Sera's frame.

The table strained slightly but held firm beneath them. Of course he did not lay atop her fully and shifted to using his right hand as support upon the glass but his roughly eight hundred pounds of meat and muscle still was likely all but suffocating enough aside from the grip of his left hand. Despite being reptilian in nature she'd note clear that krogan were still prone to sweating as the beads welled upon his skin between his plating and began to drip onto her pale beauty. Gray skin and nearly black carapace enveloping her smooth and soft lilac in stark contrast.
 
Sera continued to thrash underneath him, continuing to gag as she continued to tug on his fingers. She could feel her head starting to spin with the lack of air, but Kar was still not letting up. She hoped he would know when to stop, but she wasn't sure he'd want to, even when she was getting dangerously low on air. She wasn't at that point yet, her face just starting to darken from the lack of air, but she knew she'd reach that point eventually, and she sensed that Kar actually wanted to drive her to that point, at the very least.

Coughing weakly, Sera also felt her pussy get more and more sore as the muscles weakened, her mouth widening in a silent shout as he suddenly shoved several more inches into her, thrashing with all of her strength as her body grew both aroused and tried to reject the sudden invader.

As he mounted her and pushed her down the table, Sera continued to struggle as fiercely as she could, her thighs squeezing down on his waist in a futile attempt to return the favor of suffocation. As her thighs tightened, Sera released the fingers squeezing her throat shut and began pushing on Kar's chest. If she had been thinking rationally, she'd realize that this was a futile gesture, of course, given the sheer difference in size between her and the krogan. The muscles pressing down on her alone, making her breasts flatten as he leaned against them, were proof that there was no way she could do anything to force him off.

That didn't matter to her mind, however. Her mind that was currently acting on pure instinct and adrenaline...and as her face darkened further, fear as she started to see dark spots in her vision. She stopped pushing on his chest and started punching it, her fists slipping slightly as she hit the sweaty scales, not even flinching from the sweat dripping down onto her. She could feel her fists weaken as her face turned blue underneath her skin, letting out a croak as she trembled, her pussy clenching around his cock as she fought off her body's fear, trying to keep it and herself under control. The sheer amount of power that Kar had, his taking his "repayment", was humiliation enough. She desperately wanted to avoid adding to it, even as her tongue lolled out from her slackening jaw, her vision more dark than light as her punches began to hit even more weakly.
 
For as good as her body already felt to Kar the contractions of her walls squeezing down around him from her struggle for air were divine by comparison; as if her pussy was trying to coax him into dumping the contents of his balls right then and there. While he may be pent up though he was not so easy to push over the edge, thankfully. He openly laughed as her panic turned to more violence, trying to punch him and trying to push him off of her despite the fact that it was simply impossible to manage. "Heh, heh, heh. So... mmm... weak."

And yet he was watching closely all the same as her efforts weakened and what little strength she possessed began to fail. He felt her punches shift to fall flat as she couldn't barely manage to raise her fists. The discoloration of her cheeks was the most notable sign and he'd watched the life slip away from many a person in the past, savoring every chance he got to do so from such close proximity, but even still he had no intention of repeating that process here with her despite everything. His thoughts were dark but not murderous... not that she could easily tell that.

Just before her consciousness slipped away, just before her arms fell completely limp at her sides, Kar loosened his grip completely to allow her panic to inhale and refill her no-doubt burning lungs. In fact he went so far as to remove his left hand from her throat entirely and slammed it on the table to mirror his right in supporting his weight, taking some more of the edge off from her body in being pushed down by his own. This wasn't to say that he wouldn't strangle her further but she needed time to recover and, as a change of pace, he wanted to hear her scream and cry for him. Thus, even as one impediment was removed for her sake another was made worse as he focused on his thrusts.

By this point her wetness and weakness so great that he could do as he pleased with her hole. This meant that it only took him a couple more moments before he felt it; the bottoming out of his dick inside of her as his tip hammered against her deepest depths. She couldn't quite take his entire length inside her pussy, even with stretching there was only so much depth to steal from this orifice, but he was satisfied all the same with his tip kissing her womb and his quad coming to rest against the generous flesh of her ass with a fleshy *smack*.

For krogan their wombs could be reasonably penetrated during sex, it was intended as part of the process, but he knew that females of other species tended to differ in that regard. In fact, the one time he remembered managing it upon a human it practically killed her. He'd never laid with a quarian before though so he had no clue where the limits of her physiology lied but he didn't currently posses the caution to back off from striking that mark like the boring of a mining drill. He'd not try to force it but he wouldn't so much shy away either as he shifted into a pattern of pulling far back before slamming home. A somewhat measured pace but one performed with all the power his hips could muster. "Fuck this is a... mmmph... tight hole. You must have fucked... grrrh... pathetic men before me."
 
She whimpered again as he openly laughed at her struggles to get free from his chokehold, his pinning her down, everything that he was doing to her. None of her struggles mattered, beyond amusing the krogan tormenting her. She could feel herself weakening even further, and she didn't know when, or if, he'd let go of her throat.

Just before her vision faded, however, she suddenly found herself able to gasp in air as he released her throat. Gasping to refill her lungs, she coughed harshly, clutching her throat with one hand as she continued to wheeze, grateful for the opportunity to fill her lungs, and even felt briefly pleased when he eased off of her body, but that pleasure soon turned to a much darker area as he began his work.

As he plunged all the way into her, she let out a hoarse cry of pain, feeling his tip hit something deep inside of her firmly with his thrusts. Her womb was tight, much more similar to a human's anatomy than a krogan or turian woman's, and each ram hurt badly. Whimpering, she barely heard his taunt over her previous lovers, but eventually, the words sank in, and some perverse part of her mind felt compared to answer, to try to take back at least some semblance of control as he ravaged her. "No krogan, true...but they say that it's not the size that matters..." she rasped out, continuing to tremble against the table as she clenched around his cock once again with each powerful slam, gritting her teeth to try to avoid crying out again, even as she let out a low whimper of both pain and terror. Reaching up, she started pushing on his chest again. "Stop...Hurts..."
 
Her attempt to insult him passed without acknowledgement. It wasn't about her enjoyment of this moment but rather his own. Of course, that being said, Sera would certainly start soon to feel all the small divots and ridges of the krogan's shaft start to provide her with growing pleasure to start creeping upward towards the pain. The ridges would tug and pull at her walls, pressing at every sensitive nook and cranny with each passing while the slight divots would somewhat suck her in towards him. Furthermore the small fins that lined his underside were rubbing more than any other part of his cock against her, working like a saw shaped of silicone rather than metal and balanced on a knife's edge between too little and too much.

"Feels good to... mmm... me." He said with a smile as she pleaded for him to stop. While he wasn't truly making an effort to pierce her womb this time he wasn't going to avoid hitting it. Each impact seemed to send a shockwave through her for how her body clenched and rolled... and how her pussy clamped down and squeezed. The sensation was immaculate from his perspective and her sad whimpers were coaxing precum to flow from his tip with gusto, not that they made much impact compared to the veritable river of juices she was producing for him and flowing outward on the glass beneath them.

As much as Kar loved this he simply couldn't keep this up for long. Not for the sake of his physical endurance, of which he could fuck her nearly a whole cycle if he truly wanted to, but more for the fact that the tightness of her body was such that no man alive in his position could hold back. Still he steeled his will as much as he was able to last as long as he could, to draw this out towards a big release. All the while staring down at her face, his toy for the evening, his trophy.

Kar couldn't resist leaning down further and opening his mouth, drawing in not for a kiss but rather to extend his wide, flat tongue and roll it over her face from chin to forehead. "Heh, taste good too." He grunted a few more times as his concentration risked slipping, his cock stiffening and hardening further as it grew closer to his limit. "Won't be... grrrah... long now. Soon I'll see just how... mmmph... bloated your belly can be."

While his thrusts retained all the paced power of before his angles were growing sloppy, his shaft sliding side to side inside her somewhat erractically as he started to lose control. He pushed his thighs into her own yet further, forcing her hips upward until she was locked into what was effectively a mating press with his torso now somewhat seperated from her chest as he craned over her and pounded almost vertically downward. From here his power waned as his speed increased instead, fucking her in a frantic rush as the pressure built within him and his balls began to tighten against her ass in preperation. Then, at last like a dam bursting beneath endless strain, his shaft flexed and pumped in a rolling fashion through her insides and poured the first hot, thick glob of his cum into her depths with his tip practically kissing her cervix. The force of his orgasm carrying all the intensity of a firehose blasting away as his cock twitched like a being posessed and his quad rolled and clenched up and down over her cheeks to drain but a small portion of their hefty contents into her depths; sure to soon overflow. "Fuck! Take it you... grrr... slut!"
 
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It hurt...and yet felt so good at the same time. The way he pushed into her pussy, nearly shoving into her womb, that part hurt. The ridges rubbing against her inner walls, on the other hand...that felt almost blissful for her. The wavering between the pain and the pleasure was almost too much for Sera to handle, struggling underneath him and writhing. Was it in pain, in fear, in ecstasy? Maybe it was all the above.

His refusal of her request to stop made her whimper once again. She was truly a trophy for him at this point, a toy to play with. He didn't care at all about what she wanted, as if that hadn't already been obvious. He'd finish with her when he wanted, and not a moment sooner. She couldn't be clearer about having second thoughts, but it was even more obvious that he only had one thought on his mind, and it wasn't anything to do with her outside of what she could provide him with pleasure.

She couldn't help but flinch as he ran his tongue over her face, his saliva running down her cheeks almost like tears as she groaned at his taunting and warning her about the impending climax. His shifting, his sloppy thrusting leading to speed over power as she felt his balls tighten gave her just enough warning before the inevitable happened.

Gasping again as she felt his warm seed push inside of her with force, she struggled harder as she felt her stomach start to swell from the sheer force of his climax. Her womb kept it out, for the time being, but the seed instead pressed into her depths and flowed out of her pussy in equal measures, the mess mixing with her own juices on the table, Sera groaning both with discomfort as her stomach visibly bulged and the feeling of the seed mixing with her juices on the table beneath her buttocks.

Before she reconsidered her words, the last thing he said brought back just a bit of fire for her. "I am...not the slut here..." she countered, her cheeks flushed with shame and anger in equal measures as she clutched at her swelling stomach. She'd probably pay for that comment in short order, and if she could take back the words, she would have, but it was too late now.
 
Kar slowed his efforts to a crawl as his orgasm played out, as he filled with his seed and bled away a large portion of his lingering stress. He continued to stir up her insides gently to take what little extra pleasure he could but the moments would pass in time, a good few minutes of this passing by until his shaft finally stopped pumping and his balls finally lay still against her skin. For the moment at least. Normally Kar would opt to take a small break between rounds. Spend a few minutes getting a drink, maybe hitting the bathroom, and generally getting a second wind of sorts to reset and make further fun feel that much more fresh. Hell, he might have even done that tonight but it seemed that question would never be answered as Sera couldn't resist trying to turn his lustful words against him.

Much like the digging of her nails before it wasn't a question of what she did or said but rather how she said it that would set Kar off. He had established his expectations already, that she was his toy, and yet again she continued to show that she didn't understand her place in talking back to him with attitude. A more rational mind might write such things off, regardless of how they felt about the sentiment, but Kar's mind had long passed that point of no return; in no small part thanks to the coaxing of Sera herself earlier pushing him to live in the moment.

"You are what I say you are." He responded with as much power and command as his deep, rumbling voice could muster. He debated hitting her again, the handprint still all but glowing on her left cheek, or choking her a second time but that was too familiar when he'd rather try something different; or at least slightly different. With a groan he pushed himself away from her and began tugging his length out of her abused hole, the wet squishing sounds of his cock scraping out some of their excess juices were as lewd as any porn could hope to capture and his crown came free with a loud *pop* and a gush of his cum to ooze from her gaping passage. By this point the table was absolutely coated and was flowing onto the metal flooring like a white chocolate fountain but he wasn't paying attention to that. Their mess was a problem for tomorrow after all, not today.

The krogan sat down in the chair behind him, the one that was originally Sera's this evening, and reached out to grasp her ankles to drag her closer across the table and through their giant mess. The positioning might be a bit tricky but he had every intention of bringing her across his lap like an unruly child for a bit of punishment in response to her disobedience, her challenges to his dominance and might. There was plenty of opportunity afforded to her to try and struggle out of his grip however considering how casually he was acting at this point but he figured she would be too weak to even try to put up much of a fight at this stage. Hell, he wasn't even sure if she could walk for how sore her pussy and thighs had to be right now.
 
Sera squirmed as he pulled out of her, but the squirming was almost token at this point. She'd be lying to herself if she said she didn't mostly enjoy what she had just gone through. She was sore, beyond sore, even. She was aching between her legs, and deep within herself from the ravaging, and she could already feel her throat starting to bruise from his choking. And she loved all of it.

As he pulled her through the mess, with the power in his words echoing in her ears, she simply groaned, not trying to squirm out of his grip at this point. She was about to be punished for daring to speak up against Kar, and she knew he wouldn't be gentle about it, but she was just beyond fighting at this point. She might get a second wind if she felt like her life was in danger, or if given a few more minutes to recover, but for now, there was nothing she was capable of doing.

As she was pulled across the table and into his lap, she simply whimpered softly, bracing herself for what was about to happen. She had a feeling that she knew what was about to happen, and if she was right, it was going to be both painful and humiliating for her. The thought of that humiliation made her squirm slightly as she began to put up a weak fight, but even for her, there just wasn't enough energy or will to do much more than a token struggle, one that made her buttocks sway just a bit as she lay across Kar's large lap. "Please, Kar...please stop..."
 
Once he had her over his lap, his slimy, cum-coated cock poking against her belly as it denied falling short of around half mast even now, he ignored her pleas yet again as his left hand grabbed hold of the back of her head and burrowed his fingers into her hair to established a firm hold of the roots. Kar gave a small tug to ensure he had the grip he wanted and ultimately tugged her neck back to force her face upward from the floor; an uncomfortable craning that wouldn't let her forget that he was in charge here.

Meanwhile his right hand, his dominant hand, caressed the deliciously juicy flesh of her ass in wide, slow circles that alternated between cheeks. While he'd always appreciated Sera's rear it was all the fatter outside the confines of her suit and he couldn't deny being impressed by both volume and shape. One would think she was a pornstar that spent all her time devoted to maintaining a perfectly fuckable shape yet he knew this to not be true.

"A toy doesn't talk back. It exists only to please." He stated as he shifted his right hand from caressing her rear to squeezing the cheeks within his palm, testing the feel and give whilst also hopefully building the fear and anticipation for her. He couldn't resist pausing to spread her cheeks open though to gaze within the valley, to see the hinting of her ravage pussy just below the tight pucker of her delicious-looking asshole. Kar loved pussy as much as the next guy but there was always something about an asshole that elevated things to him. The taboo maybe of stuffing a dick in hole that wasn't designed for it, the selfishness of claiming a tighter hole that would tend to give him more pleasure than his partners, or just an unexplainable personal preference. Whatever the case truly was he was looking forward to ruining that hole too before the night was finished but, for now, his examination was just a tease for the future as he focused on his current goal.

His right hand left her ass and raised up as high as it could go. "Beg for forgiveness." His voice sharp as an omni-blade as he brought his open palm down on her right cheek with a loud *smack*. Now as reckless as Kar was being he didn't strike full force. Even now he knew that would be a recipe for disaster. He wanted to hurt her, not kill or cripple her after all. Still, if the slap across her face was risking to bruise then there was little doubt that her ass was going to match her throat soon enough for how hard this first simple strike was. He quickly followed it up with a second to her left cheek in kind so as to spread the stinging sensation around but then he paused to savor her reaction and to allow her nerves to reset rather than risk staying numb.
 
Sera continued to squirm on his lap, her swollen belly rubbing up against his half-hard cock as she tried to push away from him, only to find herself forced to look upwards as he pulled back on her hair, craning her neck with a soft groan.

As he caressed her fatty cheeks, Sera shuddered softly. Normally, she felt pretty good about her figure. She wasn't the strongest, but she had curves. That could sometimes cause her issues when people wouldn't just accept no for an answer, but part of her had always appreciated being admired for a figure she honestly hadn't needed to work too hard to maintain. Right now, however, she was almost regretting the fact that she had that figure as he molested her.

Feeling him spread her cheeks made her whimper in fear of what he might be thinking about. She had hardly ever done anything back there. It wasn't something completely foreign to her, but it had been a while, and the last person to have done it was nowhere near Kar's size in any way. Being lectured on what a "toy" was to do did little to convince her that the danger to her body was anywhere near done. She'd given him reason to hurt her unnecessarily. She sensed that he would soon be hurting her harder simply because he could and wanted to.

As if on cue, she let out a sharp cry as he ordered her to beg for forgiveness and felt the powerful blow on her cheek. Groaning, she could feel her ass jiggling hard from the impact, and knew that the undulations would probably look quite nicely to the krogan spanking her. It was soon matched by an equal blow to her other cheek, causing her to yelp again as she could already feel her ass getting sore from just the two blows...and then the pause as he let the nerves settle. This wasn't just a spanking, but a true punishment, aimed at causing her as much pain as possible.

"I...I apologize for not knowing my place..." she whispered, her head low. "Please, don't hurt me any more...I don't know what else I can take..." The fear was creeping back up, moving through her body slowly. She trembled on his lap, her belly grinding slightly against his half-hard cock as she did so.
 
Kar's eyes watched the ripples in the fatty tissue travel like waves in the ocean after each of his strikes; both sides slowly coming to rest after a few long moments while she was groaning from the pain. The view was delightful and he couldn't wait to bury his cock between them, to feel the softness swallow his manhood and cushion the impacts of his hips. For now though he was going to continue abusing them even though he was surprised that Sera was so quick to cave in to his demands.

"Good." His throat rumbled out in a pleased manner, rewarding her submission but not letting her off the hook. He could both see and feel her body start to tremble slightly and he knew she wasn't cold. No, he recognized fear more than well enough even without the hints that carried from her voice. After a few more moments of waiting he raised his hand again and delivered another two hard spanks between each side of her rear, trying at least to make his strikes land on slightly different areas of her ass to spread the sensations around. As he took another pause he asked a question of her, eagerly anticipating her answer. "Are you a slut?"
 
Sera let out another sharp cry with each slap, trembling harder as the sensation spread around her cheeks. She could already feel the bruises forming, and she still didn't know when or if Kar intended to stop abusing her. She'd hoped submitting would at least leave him moving onto something else, but instead, he taunted her, asking her a simple question. She knew what answer he wanted, and suspected that she'd be punished worse for answering the wrong way.

Not that she expected at all to get out of this without a great deal more pain, but she had learned to not give him a reason. He didn't need an excuse, but she still wouldn't provide him with one. "I...I am a slut. I am anything that you say I am," she confirmed, her head hanging low. "I am also a toy, yours to enjoy, to break..."
 
"Very good indeed." He cooed with a tone that dripped with enjoyment for her response. She was playing into his hand as he desired but, beyond that, her words felt believable to him beyond just petty placation. She had given him plenty of excuses otherwise so far but her body hadn't lied about how it felt when he had fucked her; nor her eyes could hide her lust and approval as well. Balanced as she was between her conflicting thoughts, Kar did feel like he was getting through to her a little bit here and now even if this process was mostly subconscious on his part as he acted on instinct rather than grand design.

He could have ended the spanking there and have accomplished what he set out to do with it. The idea came to him as a punishment for her disobedience and now she was quite humbled. Yet it was in his nature to push the envelope and take just that much more than what was offered to him. So he paused once more for her nerves to settle before delivering yet another two slaps to her now glowing cheeks. Even in the brief contact he could feel the heat starting to emanate from them as the flesh continued to grow a deeper shade of purple. Indeed when he did fuck her ass the mere pressure and contact between them on the outside was going to hurt and this was a thought he savored rather than shied away from.

"You enjoy this, don't you? Being taken, being abused. Your body trembles and yet your pussy drips even now." To further drive home this final question his left hand pulled firm upon the roots of her hair, causing her neck to crane upward again enough that she could likely look towards his face out of the corner of her left eye should she desire. Personally Kar didn't care much how she answered this question, whether she admitted her desire or continued to try and deny it, but it was a topic he wanted to broach all the same if but for the fact that it would ensure her mind would dwell upon this fact if she was not already aware of it. Whatever her answer ended up being though, he resolved not to abuse her cheeks any further for he suspected that the bruising that was starting to show would quickly get beyond severe with anything more than these six spanks he'd already given.
 
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