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Illium Nightmare
By : Canosan
Category: +M through R > Mass Effect
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Chapter 20: Rainy Days
Summary: Liara and Miranda get more time with their tormentors .

Azure: Nyxeris headquarters.

Nyxeris looked outside her window at the beautiful skyline of Illium. The foray at Euphoria from earlier in the week had been an incredible success. It seemed that Liara had made a lot of enemies in her quest to pursue the Shadow Broker. Nyxeris had made quite a few connections that evening. Most wanted to play with Nyxeris’s new toy. Some even volunteered to join Nyxeris rapidly expanding network of connections. The Shadow Broker’s plan on taking out Liara was brilliant, as not only did he take Liara out, but by using the infiltrator he co-opted her entire network into his and because Liara burned so many bridges he is actually greatly expanding his influence.
Liara jingled in from the kitchen her jester’s hat bouncing as she carried a trey with food on it. Liara walked up to the table and said, “Mistress your idiot slave has your food and refreshment ready” She said slowly her face become flush as the weight of the current humiliation bombarded her senses.
“Very well just place it on the table and then fetch me my outfit for today.” Nyxeris said not even turning around to look at Liara.
As the drugs effect dissipated the negative parts of the week’s events came rushing back into her head. Liara was utterly shaken from Nyxeris’s dominance and she was starting to believe she truly was a fool. For some reason having to serve Nyxeris food was far more humiliating than walking virtually naked into Euphoria. Perhaps it was because this was one of Nyxeris’s functions at Liara’s office at the spaceport. Nyxeris was her assistant and now she was the one serving Nyxeris. Unfortunately for Liara, she would have to keep serving her if she was to be given any relief from the situation. The withdrawals of Hellex were too nasty to even think about for Liara.
Liara went to walk away to do more chores when she was stopped dead in her tracks by a shouting Nyxeris.
“What is this!!!! Is this a spot on my cup!!!! I thought you said you cleaned this!!!!” Nyxeris yelled.
“I….don….” Liara stammered out before being interrupted.
“ I?... I?....Get over here this instant and place your hands behind your back and grab a hold of your elbows.” Nyxeris said with an evil tenor.
She secretly loved this, Liara would constantly complain about her cup Nyxeris brought her. She also would complain about the food Nyxeris would make for her as well. Nyxeris on more than one occasion was deliberately reprimanded and was spoke to as if she were a child most days. The truth of the matter Liara was a horrible boss, and now Nyxeris was getting a chance at some permanent turnabout.
Liara immediately regretted her poor choice of words. She wanted to protest but realized that it would be a mistake she already had an hour added before she could take her next dose because Liara went to go make breakfast before dressing Nyxeris in her robe this morning.
Liara sighed and turned around on her heel and clacked herself down to the spot Nyxeris wanted she then grabbed her elbows and waited for what was to come.
Nyxeris unhooked her crop from her belt of her robe and immediately started to make contact with Liara’s breast,

*Fwwaap!*

”There is no more 'I' anymore you, moron whore.” Nyxeris barked

*Fwaap!

“It’s your job to clean my cup!” Nyxeris explained.

*Fwaap!*

“I am the only thing that matters in your world now!” Nyxeris intoned.

*Fwaap!

“Got it you idiot bitch!”, Nyxeris asked.

Nyxeris yelled as she ended her tirade with a slap to Liara’s face hard to emphasize her point.
Liara closed her eyes as Nyxeris berated and abused her. She had tears starting to form in her eyes when the slap hit her. She finally weakly blubbered out as she tried her hardest not to break down,”Yes Mistress Nyxeris, Your idiot bitch has got it”.
“That cup can wait, seeing those lovely tears on your face makes me want you under the table now! Get down here where you belong you stupid slut and eat your breakfast while I eat mine.” Nyxeris commanded with mirth.
“Yes Mistress Nyxeris” Liara barked out quickly before getting down on her hands and knees and crawling under the table. The sight of Nyxeris’s legs was a view she was starting to grow accustomed to. Liara leaned forward slowly kissed the inside of Nyxeris’s knee while massaging her calves to prompt her to widen her legs some more to get through. The room got extremely quiet as the moment built Nyxeris slowly sipped her coffee while waiting for Liara to lick her twat once again. Liara slid her tongue along the inside of Nyxeris thigh as she cleaned away the some of the juices that had already formed there. The subdued gasp of Nyxeris guided Liara on her path, if she made her Mistress moan or breath harder she was doing something right.
“Mmm my little whore, your tongue is so……damn…..good. ”Nyxeris gasped between breaths as Liara slid her cheek along the inside of her smooth thighs. Liara’s mouth made the lovely sounds as it made its way to Nyxeris sex. Liara then undid Nyxeris robe so she could get better access to her pussy. Which she promptly did.
Liara then descended upon Nyxeris pussy like a ravenous beast. She pressed her lips to Nyxeris sex as if her life depended on it. In a way it did, if she did not properly pleasure her mistress, she would deny her the relief she so desperately craved.
The fury of Liara’s initial oral onslaught was not lost on her mistress as the sound of Nyxeris's wrists hitting the tabletop above Liara echoed throughout the kitchen. Nyxeris gasped out loud as she balled her fist.
Liara’s tongue lashing was so righteous that coaxed a lovely gyrating dance from Nyxeris hips. The carnal dance taking place under the table was taking place to the music of Liara’s mouth sucking her Mistress. Nyxeris added in her own panting beat as she gasped for air and sang wanton moans back at her slave under the table.
The bells under the table started to jingle at a faster pace as Nyxeris’s thighs squeezed harder over Liara’s face and pressed against the back of her head as hard she could muster.
“That’s right there, right there, right there you slut!! Oh fuck! Right there!” Nyxeris screamed from her seat at the table.
Once Liara found the spot it did not take much longer. Although Liara's efforts did cause Nyxeris to drop her fruit she was eating as well as drop her eating utensils. The orgasm rocked her body hard as she creamed all over Liara’s face. Nyxeris just sat there for a minute savoring the moment before letting Liara out from under the table.
Liara emerged from underneath the tablecloth her jester bells clanging as she slid out. She then immediately picked up the eating utensils and picked herself off the ground and stood next to Nyxeris waiting for her next command. Nyxeris seemingly ignored her as she ate the rest of her breakfast and looked outside of headquarters at the Illium skyline.
Nyxeris did see her, however, and was absolutely pleased at what she had done to Liara. In fact the sight of seeing her former boss standing in waiting with her hands behind her back was quite intoxicating. Nyxeris was getting aroused again as she looked at Liara’s face out of the corner of her eye. Liara’s face currently was covered in Nyxeris’s cream and juices. The thought that somewhere in that mess of fluids were Liara’s tears gave Nyxeris an intense arousal.
Nyxeris smiled brightly as she finished her cup and gave it to Liara and said, ”Here you go my fool whore, clean this up right this time or I’ll add another day instead of an hour before your next dose…and you better not dare clean your face, wear my juices bitch they are my gift to you.”
Liara stared into space as she was barely able to finish saying without totally breaking down, ”Yes mistress…your fool whore will clean this up. Thank you Mistress for your gift.” Liara's slow clacking of heels and the random jingle of her jesters hat were the only sound denoting just how devastated and humiliated she was at this moment. Worse, Liara knew that her Mistress was just getting started. Her Mistress whose scent she smelt with every inhale as if Nyxeris’s fluids on her face were some constant reminder of who Liara belonged to, was becoming commonplace. Liara wondered if that was a bad thing.

Normandy

“No Mistress I love it here. There is nowhere I would rather go!” Miranda uttered in a terrified voice. The woman was currently hugging the heel of, Jack ,who looked down with absolute malice.

“Then why did you try and run away then!” Jack barked as she let lose another volley with her crop right atop of Miranda’s head.

*Fwaap!*

Miranda cried out absolutely,” I don’t know Mistress please forgive me! I am sorry please don’t use the torch again, I love being your bitch!!”

The day after their first encounter Miranda tried to escape, only to be caught when Jack caught her and threw her into the wall so hard she was knocked unconscious. When Miranda came to she was in the medical quarters with Jack who had a torch and an entire crate worth of med-gel. Jack decided to remove Miranda’s pubic hair the hard way. Then she would burn Miranda in other places only to heal her with Medi-gel. Needless to say when Miranda came out of the doctor’s office in the Normandy two hours later she was a changed woman. She realized she just barely reached the edges of terror with Jack before, she now possessed a debilitating phobia of Jack. Miranda was absolutely scared to anger Jack now.

“Not good enough I don’t like being lied to cunt, tell me!” Jack barked while swatting at Miranda’s head with crop once more.

*Fwaap!*

Miranda panted hard as she clumsily fumbled an answer before blurting out, ”Because I am stupid Mistress!”.

Miranda followed her words by planting a slow kiss of Jack’s boot. Which prompted Jack to look down arch her brow and say,” Tsk, Tsk, Tsk. That was stupid, and what about now my little cheerleader?”

Miranda knew what Jack wanted to hear and moreover was scared to death to tell her anything else. ,”It makes me want to cream myself just for the privilege of living under your heel mistress” She said as she gyrated her hips along the ground to emphasize her point by acting the part of the wanton whore for Jack.

Jack face became flush as the sight of Miranda gyrating on her belly at her feet made her incredibly wet. She inadvertently gasped out, ”Oh my….well we are just going to have to fix that aren’t we slut?”

Jack then reached over to the bag that was on top of the galaxy map console and pulled out her favorite toy. She then undid her belt buckle and slid down her pants. Jack smirked as she looked down at Miranda who was doing her best to arouse Jack. Man she is one fucking smoking hot woman. Jack thought to herself. She makes a much better bitch than Cerberus agent!

“Come on up here bitch I need you to sit on the edge of this counter like my good lil girl.” Jack commanded as she patted countertop for emphasis.

“Yes Mistress” Miranda said in the most servile voice she could muster. She knew what Jack wanted so Miranda took her naked body and slid up against Jack as she slowly got to her feet. Then she looked at where Jack was patting and placed her butt against the counter top. The next part humiliated Miranda every time. Jack had spent the better part of the prior day teaching Miranda what she expects from her. As soon as she sat down Miranda leaned back slid her hands up her legs and grabbed her ankles and spread her legs as far as her arms would allow. Essentially offering herself to Jack like some desperate nymphomaniac. As far as Jack was concerned that was going to be Miranda’s new personality profile,a submissive masochistic nymphomaniac. Which was much worse than what Enyala and Cisco were trying to teach Miranda . Where they tried to teach Miranda by repetitive rout acts, Jack was making Miranda actively participate in her debasement as if her life depended on it. As far as Miranda was concerned, it did.

“Oh my my you are an eager slut today. Just cannot wait to spread those legs for cock can you? You are just my lil fucktoy aren’t you?” Jack tapped her fake cock on Miranda sex.

“Mmmmm yes I am your fuck toy and cock whore Mistress!” Miranda seductively cried out licking her lips. Miranda knew the consequences of failing to do this right and she did not want a part of any of them. Miranda knew the only way to guarantee her survival was please Jack and what Jack wanted was for Miranda to be her bitch. The sad thing was that Miranda was too afraid to be anything else after her escape attempt.

“Damn right you are! Do you want your Mistress’s cock?” Jack teased as she rubbed her fake cock up and down Miranda’s clit.

Miranda gasped and bit her lip and promptly answered Jack(she found out the day before what happens when she does not promptly respond), “Oh fuck yes, Please Mistress can I have your cock please I’ll do anything your whore needs your cock so bad please Mistress, fuck me like the whore that I am!” Miranda cooed as she spread her legs just a little wider to coax Jack into her.

Jack could not wait any longer after hearing Miranda beg she wanted inside of Miranda in the worst way possible, she lowered her cock and slide into Miranda’s sex who was already incredibly wet.

Miranda gasped as she cried out, ”Oh fuck! Thank you Mistress!!” An odd sensation came over Miranda as she realized she was incredibly turned on.

In fact the past week she has never came so much in her life, nor has she ever been dominated as hard as she was from Jack. A part of loved it, loved the fact Jack was making Miranda her slut.Miranda was starting to have dreams of worshiping the sadistic Jack, she also has had nightmares concerning Jack.

“You like this don’t you! You just want to be fucked, fucked like my lil bitch!” Jack panted out as the small biotic terror started slamming into Miranda for all it was worth. Jack’s hands thrust forward as she mauled Miranda’s breast and held onto her upright nipples in between her fingers like a vice.

For Miranda the sensation were rocking her world. The woman was holding her legs apart. She had tilted her head downward to look at her Mistress mouth completely agape from the pounding she was receiving. The only coherent gesture of affirmation was a vehement nodding of head yes. The sound of flesh slapping permeated the CIC of the Normandy.

“Not good enough slut tell me!!” Jack barked as she penetrated Miranda.

“Oh FUCK ME! Fuck yes! I love it! I love it! I love it! I love it! Fuck me! Fuck me! Fuck me!” Miranda whined out in sheer ecstasy.

Miranda was panting and moaning hard with every slam into her pussy from Jack who ravaging Miranda like there was no tomorrow. Miranda thrusts her completely back as she desperately tried to grind her hips back at Jack’s fake cock as hard as she could.

It not take long at for Miranda to get hit by her first orgasm. Jack was sliding it in the exact right way and she knew it. Jack was playing Miranda’s body like a true maestro. Miranda had to fight every fiber in being to not wrap her long legs around Jack’s waist.

Miranda yelled out as loud as she could as the intense wave of pleasure hit her,”AH! Tha..a….a….a…nk you mistress!”

Miranda’s body convulsed underneath Jack her pussy clenching tight on Jack’s cock causing her to lose it as well.

“AH fuck here it comes!” Jack managed out as she pushed her fake cock as deep as she could go and shivered as her own orgasm hit her body.

They both laid there for a couple of minutes Miranda panting from the incredible orgasm she just experienced and Jack recovering from hers. The entire time Miranda had her hands still on her ankles with her legs spread. Jack leaned down and bit one of Miranda’s nipples before sliding out of Miranda’s sex. The naked Jack then walked casually over to the bag she got her toy from and leaned down and got a towel. She smirked as she saw Miranda still on top of the galaxy map console, legs spread wide apart, hands on her ankles, with the fake come leaking out of her sex.
“All right lets get cleaned up and get you ready before the new guests arrive.” Jack said as she leaned down and undid her toy.
Miranda’s eyes went wide open, as she wondered,”Guests to arrive, what guests and why do I have to be ready?”
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Illium Nightmare	By : Canosan Category: +M through R > Mass Effect Views: 7963 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 1
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Illium Nightmare