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

She continued to tremble on his lap, looking away at his simple taunting of her response. The truth was that she wasn't completely in denial. She knew that part of her was loving what was happening. Being hurt, brutalized, humiliated. All of it was something her body seemed to be enjoying.

That thought was soon interrupted by the final two slaps, her cheeks bruising badly now as she whimpered yet again. She'd never been struck so hard even in a fight, and to be spanked that severely was something that Sera had not been prepared for. Nor was she prepared for what came next as he pulled her head back hard, making her look up as she squirmed again in his grasp. Not from any real attempt to get free, but sheer instinct as she looked up at his face, hoping she wouldn't see what she suspected she would.

He was enjoying this, enjoying humiliating her, taunting her. It wasn't just enjoyment, though, at least she was afraid it was more than that. If she saw lust in his eyes at this point, anything indicating that he was actually deriving sexual pleasure from hurting her, humiliating her, she knew that not only was she not through the pain yet, but he was probably going to ramp it up if anything. The thought made her tremble harder, squirming in discomfort.

Even then, however, she continued to look at his face, unwilling to show any further weakness by averting her gaze as she answered his question. Her flushed cheeks indicated her shame well enough, but that didn't mean she needed to look away to add to the clear feelings she felt at her admission. "I do enjoy this...or at least, my body seems to. I expect it will soon get its wish, won't it?"
 
She met his gaze as best she could despite the angle and continued to shiver on his lap. Her cries and whimpers of pain sounded so sweet upon his ears but her admission of enjoying this, even if laced with shame, tasted the better upon the air. "Heh, heh, heh." He chuckled which sent waves from his stomach through her smaller form. She attributed the enjoyment to her body rather than her mind, and maybe some of that was true, but he didn't much care what the nuance was right now when he still had so much more to do to her.

"Quarian's are supposed to be one of the toughest species... able to take the most abuse and pull through." He teased while bringing the tips of his fingers down to brush ever so lightly against her bruising rear. At the very least he wanted to fuck her ass and her mouth tonight, maybe more, but he figured now was as good a time as any to ruin that tight pucker to match. With this in mind he shifted his weight and somewhat pushed her off his lap, though while retaining his left handed grip upon her hair. He wasn't sure if she could walk but it hardly mattered as he pushed himself up to stand and began to literally drag her by the hair over towards his bed.

She'd either surrender to the suffering and fall limp enough to be pulled or she'd struggle to her feet enough to stumble along behind him. That choice was up to her as far as he was concerned. Nevertheless she'd get a demeaning view of his ass as she was pulled behind him, his cheeks thick and muscular, and of course the bouncing and bobbing of his cock and balls between his legs as he took each somewhat waddling step. Woe to those that made fun of a krogan's gait though, for as silly as it might seem at a glance there was no good reason to rile up the dangerous beings to discuss it. Assuming she didn't cause him trouble Kar had every intention of tossing her onto his large bed face down. How better to claim her in this fashion but from behind?
 
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Sera shuddered at his chuckle, her body swaying slightly with the force of the waves emanating from his stomach. She considered briefly to try to get out of his grip, but that thought was soon made moot as he dragged her by the hair towards the bed.

She again thought about struggling, but with how much weaker than him she was, struggling would be futile. The most she'd do is tear her own hair out, and that would not exactly be productive. He'd just grab her by something less likely to be torn. Her throat, an arm, maybe drag her by the legs. None of them would let her even get the slightest bit free. The most she was able to do was stumble along to avoid being dragged limply, and ease up the pressure on her scalp.

She watched his cheeks sway from behind and his cock and balls bob with each step, but it was almost academic to her at this point. She had a bad suspicion of where that cock was about to end up, and the thought sent chills through her.

Her fears were practically confirmed when he tossed her onto the bed face down. Groaning softly, she automatically tried to push herself up, getting to her hands and knees on the bed. She didn't try to get up any further, however, concerned with giving Kar more reason to test her ability to take abuse. Given his earlier taunt, he was going to do so anyways, but by minimizing her resistance, she was hoping to minimize the abuse. Besides, she was dangerously close to the fear completely taking over as her breasts dangled from gravity underneath her, well aware of her buttocks being pushed out as she sat there on the bed, afraid to rise but equally afraid to lay back down willingly to be taken, as she was so certain was coming. As she considered the possibility, she couldn't help but whimper louder than before, jiggling all over as she shook in fear.
 
Kar was quick to follow her onto the bed and was climbing up to kneel upon the cushioned surface while she was forcing herself up to hands and knees. It was commendable that she had the energy to do walk along with him and now to do anything more than just lie down in place but such fleeting respect wasn't going to change anything about what was to come. The krogan spent a moment or two finding his balance upon the bed, not wanting to fall over or anything, and got close enough to reach out and grab her sore ass with both hands.

Kar wasn't gentle with his touch but he wasn't trying to harm her flesh further; no doubt even the basic contact would be painful for how deep and purple the flesh was becoming from his spanking but this was but a prelude to what those cheeks would have to handle when he was fucking her. Looking down he could see her pussy had started to recover and the gaping had managed to close up about halfway. The passage still looked pussy and swollen from the abuse and it still leaked some of his excess cum even now but he doubted there would be any lasting damage. Perhaps some stretching had been done that could not be undone but only time would tell that.

In any case the cruel satisfaction he felt at being the cause of her trouble and anguish sent a pulse though his cock that kick-started the process of it filling up and rising again towards erection. Even addled as his brain was he knew that fucking her ass couldn't be done dry and so he pondered the best approach for a few moments while his hands continued to slowly glide over her soft cheeks. "Hmm..." He vocalized as he considered. His manhood was still plenty wet from their first round but it was growing drier by the moment and while he did own some proper lubrication in one of the drawers beside his bed he couldn't remember which nightstand contained it. Besides, he'd rather amplify her pain rather than lessen it whenever possible so using an... alternative source was more appealing. As his dick reached full erection once more and tapped against Sera's pussy the choice became obvious in his mind.

Without toying or taunting with her just yet he shifted and lined up his tip to her pussy once more and shoved inside. The going was far easier of course but no less wet, both from her own lingering juices and his own still oozing out. Their mixture of fluids would be his lubrication of choice and he'd give her a few passing moments of long, slow thrusts in and out to get himself nice and coated once more before withdrawing entirely.

"Your pussy is now shaped to me." He teased as he glanced down to inspect his member which was now indeed glistening and ready, minus the few sections stained white with his own seed. "I'm going to own this hole soon as well..." And at this he brought his manhood upward and pushed his head into the valley of her ass, smearing some of their juices upon her bruised flesh but ultimately making it obvious that her suspicions had been entirely correct. Kar needed to use one of his hands to properly guide his tip to find her backdoor this time around for the mark was far smaller in comparison but he would find it all the same in due time. If the thickness of his cock had been wider than her pussy's natural resting state then what was that to say for her asshole? Or her rectum? Well, whatever the case, he was eager to find out and much expected that he could eventually get himself to the hilt inside her ass where her pussy had been limited. This process though was going to take a lot of slow, steady pushing however.
 
Sera gasped softly as he grabbed her ass with both hands, groaning as he gripped them. Her flesh spilled between his fingers, but she couldn't even muster the energy to squirm away from him, even when he began to push inside of her again.

Gasping as he thrust into her pussy, she moaned softly despite herself as she was penetrated once again. It was easier for her this time, given how much of her juices and his seed still remained to lubricate her between the legs, but it wasn't long before he pulled out of her ass and taunted her. As he spoke, Sera froze up slightly.

His words about her pussy being shaped to him wasn't the part that brought her concern, of course. That had been a given, and being teased was hardly anything new for her even before this. No, it was the words about owning "this hole". Referring to something besides her pussy, and she knew exactly what that meant. As if to confirm her worst fears, Sera flinched as he rubbed his massive cock between her cheeks, feeling him guide it to try to find her hole properly, she could feel the fear growing even more in her chest, making her breath quicken as she trembled hard.

At this point, however, the trembling wasn't the only thing that the fear made her do. Being choked to near-unconsciousness had almost done the trick, but she'd still had some will at that point, some part of her sure that he wouldn't go too far. Now, though, with his cock on the verge of pushing into her tight ass without a care about how much it might hurt or damage her, clearly just focused on his own pleasure, and possibly actually wanting to hurt her, was another story. Whimpering one more time, she felt her pussy warm, then get wet from something other than arousal. She hoped desperately that he would think it was just arousal as the urine flowed down her thighs in a steady stream, soaking into the sheets below her knees, her bladder simply unable to hold back any longer as she finally wet herself from sheer terror.
 
He had begun to press forward against her sphincter without any real effect by the time that her nerves gave out. Even despite his small grunting as he looked down to stare at his tip pressing against her backdoor there just wasn't enough sound in the room to prevent Kar from hearing the trickle of liquid not could the fabric of his sheets soak up the urine fast enough not to splash somewhat against the both of her legs in kind. He paused in his attempts to penetrate her as pulled away slightly out of uncertainty but quickly caught view of the movement as the faint trickles grew more powerful down her inner thighs and started to errantly spray in more force directly from her urethra.

"You pissing on my bed?" He exclaimed with a measure of anger that she was making such a mess of his mattress and sheets. Acting without thinking he slammed his hands into her thighs and flipped her over onto her back, quickly lifting up her rear and holding her there so that she'd end up pissing over herself more than anything else. Such a position wasn't the most comfortable by any means but, considering she was already to such a state to be unable to hold back, he figured she could take the results of her incontinence to her own stomach, chest, and face respectively depending on how strong of a stream her body ended up managing. "Piss on yourself you dirty slut. More fit to lay with Varren at this point." This did at least give him an idea for how to treat her later if nothing else.
 
Sera continued to whimper as she finished emptying her bladder after being turned over, squirming as the flow ran over her stomach and against the bottom of her breasts. Eventually, she finished wetting herself, emptying her bladder completely as the urine flowed down her belly and across her breasts to soak the sheets around her torso, as well as some of the flow sliding between her breasts, giving her lower torso and cleavage a slicker appearance.

She gazed up at Kar with obvious fear. His taunting of her, of demeaning her, was now very familiar with her, but there was more than that in this. By losing control, even if she hadn't been able to help herself when she did, she had upset him, something she had so badly been trying to avoid. Now that he was angry, she had no idea what he might do to her that he hadn't already been planning to do. She had a suspicion, however, that whatever he did in anger, she'd probably have even more bruises to heal from at the very least. The thought made her squirm even harder, whimpering harder in sheer terror.
 
Kar couldn't deny there was an odd arousal from the sight of her glistening wet flesh even despite the fact that it was caused by her own urine. He'd done plenty of kinky and twisted shit in the past so the piss itself didn't bother him. No the reason he was upset here was that she pissed on his bed, on his sheets and likely to soak into his mattress. Cleaning that up would take time and effort and be more annoying to explain to any of his crew that ended up involved compared to the other fluids they had spilled. In any case he let go of her thighs once the flow came to a stop. Even if shifting her position like this had helped, her skin could only absorb so much and the excess was yet rolling off her sides even now.

His disapproval was obvious, or at least he should hope so as the expression lay open upon his wide face, and he spent a few moments considering what to do with her as a punishment in the here and now. He could spank her again but her ass was already so bruised that further hits were likely to make her unfit for duty at this rate, if she wasn't already, and he could strangle her again but her neck was already a deep shade of purple to match her rear for how hard he had squeezed. Unfortunately Kar didn't exactly own any impact devices in his room that he could use elsewhere like canes or floggers, though he would be sorely tempted to rectify that moving forward, so he had little to rely on expect his own body... well that gave him something of an idea even if it was unconventional.

The krogan manhandled Sera's body once more and reached out to spin her around on the bed, bringing her head to the foot of his bed as he himself slid off and rose to stand at the same time. Looming over her once more he stepped up and leaned over to grab hold of her breasts, one in each hand, as he began twisting and squeezing both her nipples as well as the generous flesh of her tits in kind. This was a wonderfully sensitive part of her body and surely some bruising here was in order.

"You could have pissed anywhere else in this room but you chose my bed?" He began to explain as he worked to deliver her pain. The movements of his hands were slow and deliberate but he was keen to tug on her chest and stretch the flesh as well to heighten the sting. His standing position also caused his cock and balls to loom over her face in the process and remind her of what she had been so afraid of going in her ass. Kar rather quickly crouched down enough to drape his quad over the entirety of her face however, the hefty orbs weighing upon her as the sweaty, masculine stench of his sack filled her nostrils.
 
She simply laid there until he suddenly spun her around in the bed, still uncertain of what her punishment for wetting the bed was going to be, even if she'd known that it was going to be painful. Soon, she learned that she was quite right about that.

She let out a sharp cry as he squeezed her breasts hard, her nipples hardening in response to the squeezing even as she squirmed from the pain. Her flesh spilled out between his fingers as he squeezed harder, causing her to whimper as he scolded her, explaining exactly why he was punishing her. She let out another cry as he stretched her large breasts out, her breasts throbbing with pain as she gazed at his cock and balls as he stood, then squatted onto her face.

As her mouth and nose were covered, she found herself struggling to breathe, the scent of his sack filling her nostrils as his quad blocked them and her mouth as she tried to gasp in air. Squirming harder, she reached up to his sack, trying to move it out of the way and draw in some air. As she did so, she started to thrash under him in panic, her breasts growing softer in Kar's grip as his squeezing began to warp the flesh slightly, the fat in her breasts getting pressed down from the sheer force of his squeezing and spreading out.
 
With his hands preoccupied Kar couldn't really stop Sera from reaching around to lift his balls from her face, at least to some extent anyway. His goal wasn't exactly to suffocate her in truth so it was hardly a problem to him that she shifted their weight for a few moments but, weakened in her current state and lacking great leverage, his sack couldn't so easily be moved out of the way entirely but simply just enough that she could feel like she could breathe at least despite the musky scent.

After a few moments of stretching the fatty tissue of her breasts he felt his grip falter due to a combination of sweat and some slickness from her own urine. At once his fingers and hands came free from the pulling of her chest and he watched as her tits snapped back down into place through the aid of elasticity and gravity in equal measure. He guessed that sudden shift would hurt too in its own way, and he wasn't quite finished either way, but he was content to pause for a few seconds to allow her nerves a chance to reset like he had done when spanking her.

"Nothing to say for how sad and pathetic you are?" He questioned while she struggled beneath him, still pawing against his quad for each instant of relatively fresh air in between huffing his sack. Much like his hands and fingers had struggle from slickness of her breasts he could feel Sera having the same difficulty upon his groin. With how bulky and beefy he was even for a krogan it should come to little surprise that what he carried between his thighs was similarly heavy and cumbersome; though obviously not by his own standards.

"Not even going to plead for mercy or forgiveness now? No apology?" She'd been very vocal regarding her pain but she hadn't much spoken in a while which was mildly curious to him. Maybe she was too weak and out of her mind to manage the thoughts or maybe it was something else. Either way he didn't wait for her to offer a reply before he leaned back down again and took another two handfuls of her tits, again squeezing firmly and twisting this time in the opposite direction for each one for a little bit of variety as he again slowly started to pull up on them towards himself.
 
Sera gasped in air every chance she got, but she knew that it wasn't going to last forever. She wasn't that strong at the best of times, and this was certainly far from the best of times for her. It wasn't that the balls were too heavy to move, although they were certainly heftier than the normal set. No, her problem was simply their slickness. Between their juices on his groin, she just couldn't get enough of a grip to move them for more than a couple of seconds at a time.

As her breasts snapped back into place, jiggling heavily from the shift, she let out another groan, absorbing his words and taunts as she continued to struggle against his weight. Opening her mouth in an attempt at...something, she instead found her mouth filling with his lower set of balls, her shouting from his next tug muffled as she arched her back in an attempt to ease the pressure on her chest, whimpering in pain as the breasts were pulled apart from each other.

As she struggled, her hands stopped pushing on his sack, or rather, her efforts to do so bore even less success as her hands slipped across the slick surface. As she started to suffocate, she squirmed in his grasp, her breasts visibly bruising as he squeezed down on them, her whimpers badly muffled, but still quite audible.
 
He chuckled and groaned slightly in enjoyment as her struggled managed to see her swallow his lower set of balls, the warmth and wetness soaking into them even as the mixture of sweat, cum, and her own juices no doubt danced upon her tastebuds. As he continued to torture her breasts, watching the skin darken and bruise just as he'd seen before on other parts of her body, her repeated screams and moans of pain reverberated through his lower pair of testicles in a rather satisfying manner; the vibrations quite pleasant and he continued to coo and hum in a pleased manner in contrast to her emotions.

Nevertheless his fingers couldn't hold their grip on her massive mammaries for any longer than they had the first time and to the same end result as they slipped free and snapped back down in a jiggling fashion. This time he spent a few moments slapping them around side to side with his palms, hard enough that he expected it to hurt but not enough to do much beyond that. Finally he focused back on his balls in her mouth, and the second pair blanketing her face, and as much as he enjoyed this it wasn't enough of a punishment in his eyes; it wasn't actually the cruelty he'd come up with. So, with a measure of regret, he reached down to cup her cheeks and slowly pulled his balls out past her lips; giving her freedom again and a clear avenue of breath that wasn't tainted by his groin. At least not so directly.

If she had anything to say, well, she only had a few moments of freedom to say them now as he waited for her to somewhat recover. As soon as he felt like she was reasonably back to normal, at least on the front of breath, he'd turn around and face away from her as he intended a very different way of hampering her breath. One that he felt was far more degrading and humiliating. "Act like a filthy whore and I'll treat you like one." He rumbled as his hands spread the muscular cheeks of his ass apart and he began to lower himself back down onto her face from the opposite side. "I won't be standing up until I feel your tongue in my ass you nasty slut."
 
Sera continued to whimper as he tormented her breasts, squirming as she tried to get free from his grip even further. It was only fortune that finally freed her breasts as they snapped back, and this time, she simply groaned as rather than grip them again, he slapped her bruised breasts around, making them jiggle hard with each impact. After a few seconds of that, she was free to breathe again, at least for the time being.

Gasping in air, she spoke quietly, just loud enough for Kar to hear. "I'm sorry for wetting the bed...I won't do it again...I'll do anything you want..." she pleaded between gasps for air. Her words, naturally, wouldn't sway him from what he was always planning to do, even if she wasn't sure from one moment to the next what that entailed.

She soon discovered, however, that he wasn't done suffocating her, and his next method would be a lot more demeaning for her. As he pressed his backside over her face, she let out a muffled cry of shock, gripping his buttocks as she pushed up on them in an effort to breathe again, although she would certainly have far less luck making him budge his backside than she had shifting his balls around. At his command, she hesitated, caught inside her own mind. Giving into him would be humiliating beyond measure. Surely he wouldn't suffocate her too long. He'd choked her almost to the point of passing out before, true, but that was only almost. Surely if she just held out, he'd either get bored of waiting, or ease up to keep her conscious. She just needed to wait him out. Or get him off of her, her mind insisted as she pushed and squeezed his buttocks in desperation.
 
She did at least apologize, he had to give her that, but she was correct in that it wouldn't stop him from doing what he pleased. He would, however, hold her to her promise of doing whatever he desired both in this moment beneath his ass and later should she continue to resist him. The krogan settled in atop her face and used the potent muscles of his legs to prevent from crushing down upon her with all of his weight. Still the large, muscular cheeks of his rear were generous enough to swallow her face entirely and her attempts to push him aside were utterly fruitless. She could strike him with all of her might on a good day and he would feel little of the impact. Even his sensitive bits were firm enough to withstand her would-be fury and even if she somehow managed to cause him harm his regeneration was quick enough to repair whatever damage could reasonably occur. He had no fear of her or anything she attempted to do to him and rather enjoyed allowing her to wriggle and writhe, to squirm beneath him and to try her best to push him away to no avail.

Kar didn't bother taunting her further since he doubted she could hear him as such but what he did do was shimmy and shift his posterior around to effectively grind his ass into her face to add to the humiliation yet further. It was something of a guessing game at this point and he couldn't claim to be very experienced in using his ass in such a fashion but he did his best to align the wrinkled flesh of his asshole to her mouth as best was possible. His command to her was a serious one and he wanted the opportunity to remain open to her; wanted her to be reminded of what was happening with each passing moment even as his quad hung down over the top of her head and spread their wetness into her hair.

Ultimately it was true that he didn't want to kill or cripple Sera even now, even as uninhibited as his thoughts were, but if she intended to test his limits then she'd find herself wanting in this engagement. The krogan wasn't lifting himself off of her until she did as she was told. If that meant he'd have to push her to unconsciousness, revive her, and then repeat the process he absolutely intended to do so. He intended to ride this out one way or another and when he made a statement, well, one best believe he would back it up.
 
Sera could feel her lungs straining before too much longer, continuing to writhe underneath Kar as he kept his weight down, her hands squeezing and releasing on his buttocks without any success. She knew that he wouldn't be pushed off by her efforts, that he would only rise when he deemed it necessary. She just hoped that he would find it necessary before much longer. She was starting to feel a bit light-headed, and she knew that without being able to see her face, he wouldn't be able to gauge nearly as well when she was close to passing out. That meant he would have to ease up on her earlier, right?

As the seconds passed, however, and she felt her lungs ache even more without Kar budging, she had second thoughts. No...he didn't intend to budge unless she stopped moving entirely, probably. She'd probably pass out, and then he'd wake her up. At that point, he'd either repeat the process until she gave in, or find some new way to punish her for not doing as he asked. Either way, she was running out of options, and air as she saw her vision start to blur from the lack of air.

Whimpering in defeat, she slipped her tongue out of her mouth, sliding it up and between his cheeks with a grimace, her hands spreading his cheeks to give her access. Slowly, she swirled her tongue, groaning at both the taste and the humiliation of being forced to do as he asked just for the opportunity to breathe. She just hoped she wouldn't have to do it for much longer, her arms trembling hard enough to feel as she fought to keep herself conscious at this point.
 
Seconds passed as she continued to struggle and yet didn't do what he told her. He wasn't worried but he was disappointed, at least until he felt her wet appendage press against the sensitive flesh of his hole and begin to weakly glide back and forth over it. He stopped grinding himself into her at the sensation to allow her clear access without restraint, though it wasn't quite what he had told her to do.

Kar waited a few seconds longer to see if she'd correct her mistake but as he felt her arms growing weak against him it was clear she didn't realize. Since she was halfway to pleasing him he'd give her half of a respite he figured as he stood up an inch or two; just enough to give her a small gust of air and a moment of relief from her deprivation. He also expected it would be enough for her to be able to hear him which was the key part. "I said in my ass, not just licking. Push it inside like a good bitch and I'll let you breathe again."

After this moment's reprieve though he began to lower himself back down to smother her once more with his bulk. It was a simple thing, he thought. Humiliating and degrading, a clear push for her to relinquish any pride she had about herself for the sake of comfort and relief, but a simple thing all the same. He personally had long been a fan of getting rimmed in general so it wasn't to say that he didn't enjoy this on a purely sexual level though the truth simply was that the abuse was the only thing that truly elevated the act enough for him to consider.

A tongue on, or in, his backdoor was pleasant but a far cry from other, more intense, uses of the female body. He recalled a time in which he took a slave, a prisoner of a battle, and forced her to act in much the same way to prove a point and that memory coupled with the act taking place right now made his cock twitch and throb with need. At this point he hoped she'd just give in so he could get back to try to claim her ass; he needed another release.
 
Sera gasped for air as soon as he pulled off of her face, her need for air quite strong. It took several seconds, in fact, for her to even truly understand what he had said, given her current whirling state of mind. She was being humiliated, degraded in every way she could imagine, and she'd just need to take it because she was nowhere near strong enough to resist, and this was the only way she could possibly give herself anything close to another respite.

As he pressed back down on her face, she was much less hesitant this time. Not because she truly wanted to pleasure Kar in this way, of course. Very few would actively enjoy what she was needed to do, but Sera had been too close to passing out earlier, and Kar hadn't made any move to get off of her when it did happen until she had managed to displease him a bit and needed to clarify what she needed to do. Now, she would just have to do it as quickly as she could to avoid passing out and suffocating further.

Whimpering hard enough to send vibrations through his cheeks, Sera slid her tongue deeper into Kar's rear, groaning as she pushed her tongue not just along his cheeks, but between them, and then deeper, swirling her tongue clumsily. It was clear that she had never done this before to anyone, but in her desperation to breathe, to get him to ease off of her, she put her all into pleasing him, driving her tongue deeper with each swirl as her hands massaged his buttocks in both an attempt to amp up the pleasure and a silent plea.
 
This time things progressed much better in his eyes. There was little hesitation and little delay as he lowered himself back down and Sera eagerly dove her tongue back between his cheeks to find her mark. Despite his size Kar's hole was still plenty tight as it wasn't something he tended to use for any sort of pleasure. Nevertheless he was relaxed enough to allow her tongue entry with little delay and his walls squeezed around her appendage as she swirled it around frantically and without any skill. The passion, or rather the drive to satisfy his demand, was clear even from his perspective however as the vibrations of her whimpering cries rolled through him and her hands kneaded the thick cheeks of his rear; desperately trying anything and everything she could to be free from this torment.

While ultimately there was no denying that the sweaty musk of his ass was unpleasant, same as the taste of his puckered hole or the inside of his passage, Kar was still a reasonably clean individual for the most part and this could have been far worse indeed. He waited to make her continue for a few moments longer than truly needed as he savored her humiliation, groaning in contentment with deep rumbles from his throat as his eyelids grew momentarily heavy with relaxation before at last he decided she had done enough.

Krogan lacked a prostate so any pleasure felt from their assholes was limited to what nerves were present within. He enjoyed this but wanted more and she'd finally done what he had commanded. With her efforts slowing again from suffocation he slowly lifted himself up to stand tall once more and casually turned around to face her, his cock all but throbbing as rivets of precum leaked from his pointed tip and clung to the underside of his shaft as they leaked downward. "You'll do anything I want. Not because you want to... but because you have no choice. When I tell you to do something you obey... or I'll keep finding new ways to punish and abuse you. Maybe repeat a few that seem particularly effective, heh."

He folded his arms over his chest as he waited for her to recover. Yellow eyes watching her face near-unblinkingly as he savored her suffering and judged her weakness; as arousing as it was to him. "Get back into position... from before you pissed on my sheets." He could just haul her onto her hands and knees by force but he wanted to see how receptive she was at this point, how broken down her will was after all this torture. For as frightened as she was about having her ass taken by him he wanted to see if she had surrendered to him fully or if some rebellion yet lingered. It didn't much matter to him either way as breaking down a spirit was plenty fun but he still wanted to gauge her progress and see just how far along she had come in this relatively short time.
 
She continued all of her efforts without delay, continuing to try her best to pleasure him. She was nowhere near familiar enough with krogan anatomy to know for sure how to pleasure him, but she was not going to let that stop her. She needed to breathe, and the only way she'd ever be able to breathe was by getting him to let her up. The only way that was going to happen was if she could please him, so she kept her efforts up as best as she could, even as the lack of air made her efforts harder and harder to continue.

At the point she thought she might well pass out, he finally rose up, letting her gasp for air as she looked up at him without comment. At his words, she simply nodded slightly in agreement. She wasn't completely broken in her mind. She wasn't doing this just because he was telling her to do it. She simply was pragmatic. Resisting would only end badly for her. At his mention of repeating effective methods, she subconsciously ran a hand over her throat. Being strangled had been quite unpleasant for her, and the thought of experiencing it again was not one she really wanted to consider.

Once she recovered enough to keep her thoughts together, she considered his order, telling her to get into position. Flinching slightly at the reminder of her losing control, and the punishment that had ensued from her poor timing, she hesitated slightly, then rolled back onto her hands and knees. Trying to maintain at least a bit of dignity in the situation, however, she didn't lower her head as she had before, instead looking straight ahead as she swayed her ass just a bit, bracing herself for the penetration that was almost certainly coming soon.
 
She still seemed somewhat resistant to his commands but she did obey in time once she had recovered enough to even attempt to move. When she got back onto her hands and knees upon his bed Kar followed suit, climbing up behind her at a kneel and doing his best to ignore the wetness of her piss soaking a decent area of the sheets; that was just another problem for tomorrow.

Looking straight ahead would give Sera a good view out of the large window that dominated the wall at the head of his bed. While the angle might be a little off it did overlook the entire upper front half of the ship. A particularly keen eye might spy the approaching mass effect relay in the distance as Calius was bringing them in to jump sectors but that was hardly the most prominent thing on either of their minds most likely as Kar squeezed the bruised cheeks of her ass and brought the pointed tip of his penis to Sera's backdoor for the second time this evening. Somewhere in the back of his mind the krogan was getting the warning that he needed the empty his bladder after drinking an entire bottle of vodka but such concerns were still faint enough to be ignored for the time being at least.

His manhood was still slick with their shared juices but a bit less so than it had been the last time as time in the air had dried them out a touch. Unfortunately for Sera, Kar didn't intend to dip back into her pussy this time and with a needy grunt and growl he began pushing forward with his hips to begin the slow and steady process it would be to try and manage forcing even the head of his dick inside of her asshole.
 
Sera gasped softly as he squeezed her ass, the bruises flaring up as he did so. Feeling her cheeks ache with pain, she couldn't help but whimper as he squeezed them, despite not wanting to show how much pain she was in. That was, of course, nothing compared to what was about to happen, as she was well aware. The time that he had taken to torment her for wetting the bed had made things even more unpleasant for what was coming, as she knew he wasn't quite as slick as he was before.

She groaned as he thrust his hips, his tip pressing against her tight ass firmly. Squirming, she tried to relax her cheeks to allow him in with as much ease as she could, but she knew it was going to be a tough go no matter what. She had just hardly ever had anything back there, let alone anything as large as Kar's manhood. It took quite a few thrusts and prods before she whimpered harder, his tip just barely pushing through her tight hole as she clenched the sheets in pain, biting back a cry of pain as she did so. This was going to hurt her quite a bit, and she had quite a suspicion that while that may not be a goal of Kar's, it was far from an unwanted side effect.
 
The difficulty in finding purchase was frustrating to be certain. Kar was a generally patient individual nowadays but when it came to his lust he was anything but, poking and prodding and grunting as he did so in hopes that repeated brute force would see him get what he wanted from her body. While there might have been more efficient ways to go about this it still ultimately ended up working and when he felt the faintest of accommodation from her sphincter he simply doubled down, keeping his body as still as possible to maintain a good alignment as he increased the pressure he was pushing with.

Even in his practically wild state Kar's instincts still remained and that was perhaps the only saving grace Sera had to not just be immediately, and horribly, impaled upon his cock in the worst way. He knew an ass required more caution and even now he was holding himself back from his full capability. It was still in her best interest to meet him halfway though since his reluctance wouldn't last forever.

The slight penetration of his tip gave way bit by bit as she clenched the sheets. It was inevitable, he would force his way inside her, it was simply a question of how long that would take. And so as he started to slowly rock himself back and forth he would push forward all the harder with each attempt before slightly sliding back. He didn't give her body the chance to reject him entirely of course as he always maintained some pressure upon her but the slight movement was intended to weaken her muscles that tried so naturally to resist him.

Seconds turned into what felt like minutes, not that anyone was counting, but eventually he had maybe half of his crown inside of her bowels; a total length of perhaps an inch or two. The warmth and the tightness beckoned him, called to him to simply take all that he desired in one fell swoop, but he continued to resist that urge a while longer. "So tight... grrhh... one might think this hole was... mmmph... virginal." He could feel it approaching though, the moment in which the strength of her entrance would fail entirely was close. When that came, well, she'd find a few more inches stuffed inside of her all at once. That moment always felt delicious and the anticipation grew within him with each passing second and his hands spread her cheeks as wide open as they could possibly go so that he could be afforded the best view. Everything else in the universe might as well not exist to him right now.
 
Sera groaned as he kept thrusting in, but as he continued to thrust in, she found herself rocking her hips backwards just a bit. Not because she was necessarily enjoying this. It was quite tight for her, after all, but she knew that the sooner he reached his climax, the sooner he would pull out of her and possibly move onto something else...or maybe just be finished with her for the night in general. For that reason, she found herself trying harder and harder to please him.

As the time passed, she heard him taunt her again about how tight she was. "It...practically is..." she whispered between whimpers of pain. She didn't have time to say too much more, even if she'd had anything to say as her cheeks were spread widely, her hole clearly visible as he pushed against it more and more, and then the inevitable finally happened.

Crying out, her sphincter finally weakened to the point that several inches were pushed inside of her. She fought back the urge to thrash from the sheer pain of the failure, knowing that it would simply make the pain worse if she were to move while he was inside of her, but the effort made her entire body tremble hard, her hands squeezing the sheets even tighter as she whimpered hard, almost in tears now from the sheer pain of his thrusting, her cheeks trying to squeeze down on his shaft as if in a delayed attempt to push him out.
 
Kar watched as the moment of glory arrived and her sphincter swallowed his cockhead like a sinkhole. The feeling on his end was incredible, so tight and so warm and inviting, but the view was just as amazing. Clearly from Sera's perspective though things were much different as she not only cried out in pain but began to shiver and shake between the sad, mewling. Her walls clamped down around the few inches that had been buried inside and despite the fact that the muscles might be trying to cast him out they were only succeeding in massaging him member; giving him yet more enjoyment atop all the rest that he was stealing from her.

"Mmm... that's good~" His voice rumbled. Having seen his favorite moment he allowed his hands to slip a little upon her cheeks and shift back from spreading them wide to instead just holding firmly like before. In a lapse of judgement Kar couldn't help but pull his left hand free and give a small, playful swat upon her left cheek. The strike was very weak as far as his potential was concerned but her flesh was already so bruised that it no doubt sent a jolt of lightning and fire through her veins as a result. "Heh, whoops. Forgot for a moment how much I've already abused your ass. Well, what's a little more?"

Feeling no true remorse for the slip up he instead got right back to claiming her hole for his own, only this time he had a solid foothold as it were to work from. With Sera still trembling and whimpering like a starving pet left outside, Kar showed no mercy as he pushed his hips forward before slowly rocking back. Only maybe a third to a quarter of his length was inside her right now but it was enough to start thrusting, to start stirring up her insides and wearing down the muscles of her passage for real. He'd been extra gentle during the initial penetration process but that care was starting to slip away and at this point his movements would increase slightly in pace and power. "You can squeal and scream all you want. Nobody will hear you but... mmmph... me." His focus now solely upon stuffing inch after thick inch into her while beginning to enjoy what her ass had to offer him. "No one will ever think you to be an anal virgin after I'm through with this hole."
 
Sera continued to whimper as he pushed in, flinching as he swatted her cheek again. It wasn't the most forceful hit she had endured from him, but with how badly bruised she already was, it didn't take much to make them burn fiercely. The flinch, of course, didn't help matters as it caused her to clench even tighter briefly on the cock currently wearing down any resistance she had to his efforts. She heard his apology, but was well aware of how hollow it was. He wasn't sorry for anything he had done to her so far, and she didn't expect that to change. If anything, he was going to find some other methods to torment her after he was done with her ass, or maybe revisit an old method.

Whimpering again as he began to speed up, she spoke again as he taunted her, reminding her of how isolated the pair were at the moment. "I...I won't scream," she managed to get out between whimpers, trembling harder as she clenched down on his cock as he managed to slowly get more into her ass with each thrust, letting out a yelp after one particularly powerful thrust. Despite her efforts to hold still, she began to struggle as he got in deep enough to truly be past the point of no return for her. There was no pushing him out at this point, and no amount of struggling would do anything to change that. As she squirmed regardless, her muscles continued to squeeze and massage his cock as he pushed in deeper, even as they weakened in resistance to let him in deeper. Her arms trembled with effort to hold herself up from the sheer level of pain, but she was determined to at least stick to her word and not scream, to maintain the smallest vestige of dignity.
 
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