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Illium Nightmare
By : Canosan
Category: +M through R > Mass Effect
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Chapter 4: Miranda's Rights Part II
Summary: Miranda night gets worse.

This one he would make sure to take great pleasure in shaping, the fact that she worked for an organization that terrorized aliens enraged him further. Despite the fact that Cisco was a human he despised the people in Cerberus. Cisco was a firm believer in the soul, and he found a kindred one in his wife Enyala.
It enraged him that this woman before him thought herself above his beloved. In fact the last time Miranda came to this planet she blew up an Asari red sand factory that was being used by the Kar’shan upper house syndicate. The explosion cost the lives of hundreds of Asari, Enyala’s favorite girlfriend among them. While not common knowledge as Miranda was thorough and meticulous. Miranda’s planned accident on the factory was like a two story billboard exclaiming the culprit to an experience mercenary like Enyala.
What Miranda did not know is that Enyala would have come for her next regardless. The next job on the list was paid for by her dad was to capture or kill Miranda Lawson. The fact that Miranda came to her first was just an extra bonus. In fact the reason Enyala was away was because she was settling two contracts and not one with Miranda’s father
The reason Enyala even took the Oriana job was because of the second contract, if Miranda’s dad never wanted Miranda captured chances are that another mercenary group would have taken the job, as the Eclipse are not fond of escort missions especially since manpower was not their forte.
The chance to capture Miranda Lawson, well that was too good for Enyala to pass up. So she contacted Miranda Lawson’s dad and won the contract. Enyala smiled as she showed up at the agreed upon meeting place with a jump to her step. She desperately wanted to get this business over with so she can go home and play with her new toy.
Illium Eternity Bar
“Good Evening, Madam Enyala did we hear you correctly, you captured Subject A-32 aka Miranda Lawson?” asked the man in an expensive suit flanked by two Krogan bodyguards.
“Yes we did capture that bitch but not before she killed twenty of my people. You never said that we had to worry about a priority Cerberus agent, Stanis” barked the dominant Asari feigning ignorance of Miranda's true role of Cereberus.
“On the contrary we did mention her sister would come and that she would be very dangerous.” Stanis said matter of factly, the Krogan behind him began slowly clutching their shotguns beside him.
“Well there is dangerous and then there is a Cerberus priority team agent, they are not the same thing. Half of Illium is dangerous. All of Omega is dangerous, I would have ordered no one on this operation who was not at least an engineer, sentinel or vanguard” Enyala pointedly uttered pointing her finger in the air as she argues her side.
“Yes, yes but you caught her just the same, that is more than Lawson’s own security team could do. But that is beside the point before you go further I believe that when you look at the proposed increased compensation that you will overlook our slight omission.” Stanis said while coolly handing a datapad over to Captain Enyala.
Captain Enyala took the datapad from Stanis and was awestruck by what she read.
“Oh my…this will do nicely and I get to keep her?” Enyala queried her face struggled to keep her excitement in check.
“Yes and every month you keep her, that figure will keep coming to you. We do have one slight caveat we want to make clear” Stanis said while he brushed dust off of his suit.
“Yes?” Enyala flatly answered.
“She is not to be sold, if she is sold my boss will not be very happy at all, he wants to make sure you keep her under the conditions outlined in the offer I just gave you.”
“Well Stanis, you can tell Mr. Lawson that his terms are most agreeable and will make sure that the agreement is fulfilled to the letter.”
“It is agreed then. I am happy everything worked so well and look forward to further updates…. Oh I almost forgot, we sent over to your base a nice extra thank you I hope you do not mind consider it a gift.”
“A gift, of what why not just tell me?” Enyala inquired.
“And ruin the surprise” Stanis uttered as he muffled a slight chuckle.
Before Enyala could response Stannis and his guards were already out the door.

Eclipse base
“Now let’s go over them again” droned Cisco in a calm condescending tone.
“Number One, Slaves are not allowed to speak Master”, Miranda recited in a subdued tone.
“Number Two, Slaves are to be on their knees at all times unless given permission to stand Master”, Miranda continued.
“Number Three, Slaves do what they are told without question, Master”, Miranda finished with her head down to the ground.
Miranda answered in a voice waivered with defeat especially when she uttered the word “Master”.
Miranda was no longer chained in fact she was kneeling with her hands behind her back and knees spread wide open revealing the cutout that had been placed in her costume exposing her sex for anyone to see. Miranda’s demeanor was solemn the perfect physical specimen was at a loss for words she had been tortured for the last three hours and she was starting to realize very quickly that the punishments were a harsh consequence she did not want to experience.
“Good, I was starting think you had a mental disability, really those rules are so simple, even a complete imbecile could comprehend them and here it only took you three hours, genetically engineered indeed” Cisco chided with great sarcasm.
Miranda bit her tongue as she glared daggers at Cisco. If looks could kill then he would be dead. Miranda stopped herself as she inwardly told herself not to fall into his trap. He was trying to goad her.
“Oh you have something to say whore? You may speak, tell me.” Cisco said as he casually stroked his thumb over the metal cylinder of the electro-whip.
Miranda decided to stay silent and only look at the ground.
Cisco smiled as he anticipated this response now the true fun will began. Unfortunately, for Miranda the test of wills had just begun.
“No I think you are misunderstanding me slut, how did what I say make you feel?” Cisco asked looking quite stern to Miranda.
“Damnit, this asshole is not going to leave me alone. Why cannot he just leave me alone?” Miranda thought to herself. “Fuck it, if he wants the truth I will give it to him!”
“I am not a moron you sadistic shit, I have an IQ better than 99 percent of the population and no one should ever “learn” the rules laid out by you! Master!” Miranda responded smirking at the use of the word he forced her to call him to accentuate her point.
Cisco smiled as he heard the fire back in Miranda’s voice.
“Good some honesty, I was worried there for a second that you already had given up, however, that brings us to rule number four, Always respect those above you at all times!”
The words barely had time to register as Cisco hit a button on the cylinder and instead of a stream of electric energy a short stick appeared with two forked tines at the end of it. Cisco immediately pressed the stick forward onto Miranda’s breast.”
Miranda was caught totally off-guard as the prod made contract with her breast. The surge of electricity stung her with a pain that she could not describe.

Miranda gasped as she tried to take the pain only to shortly after receiving it yelled,” Stop! Stop! Master Please Stop!!”

Cisco eyes widen with sadistic glee as he let up for a split second to switch the breast he was torturing with his electro prod. Cisco could not help but to admire the Batarian “Bitch maker”. The device used by so many Batarian to train their vast amount of slaves. The Electro-whip was just one setting among many, this particular one was the slave prod configuration. For Miranda there was really only one configuration. Pain.
“Arrrgghhhh I …aaa..Was…just doing….what….I was told …master” Miranda stammered out under extreme duress.
“No you were disrespecting your Master, slut. I nor anyone else here will tolerate your disrespectful mouth.” Cisco admonished as he pressed the pod once again to Miranda’s breast.
“Arrhhhhggg I am sorry master!!” Miranda screamed out at the top of her lungs.
Cisco waited for Miranda to recover.
“So slut, will you disrespect anyone here anymore?” Cisco asked his hand sliding back and forth on a button on the handle of the prod.
“No Master…No!” Miranda blurted out only to be met with another jolt from the prod.
As the last spark subsided Cisco waited and basked in the sweet sound of Miranda weeping. The last three hours had been hell on Miranda and there was still plenty of night remaining.
“Mmmm she does sound lovely love” Enyala interjected.
Cisco immediately turned in shock then gasped as his wife looked absolutely delicious.Enyala was clad in a pair of metallic magenta pumps that were supported by gladiator type straps that almost went all the way to her knees. The Asari’s well-toned and smooth legs were available to see. Enyala had on a matching corset that made her body look very inviting and a series of silver chains connected to a silver bodice. The crotch of Enyala was covered by shiny magenta zippered panties. In her had was a leather crop with the spark of electricity visibly discharshing on the end. It looked like a combination of two different devices, the leather crop of the past and the electrified prod of the present.
“I see the slave needs some work, slave crawl over her and kneel before your Mistress.”
Miranda did not move.
Cisco eyes widened as Miranda did not move and pushed the electric prod deep into the gut of Miranda.
“Bitch you obey orders immediately, you NEVER ignore an order from your masters. Now GO!” Cisco barked at Miranda.
“Arrggghhhhhh N…..yes Master!”, Miranda screamed
Miranda clumsily got up on all fours and plodded on the floor until she was kneeling front of the seated Enyala.
Enyala with a look of absolute fury swung her hand back and let loose the crop right upon the side of Miranda’s face.
*FFWWAAP!*
Miranda face burned with intense pain as the leather of the crop and the electricity of the conducting fibers collided with her skin . Miranda immediately clutch her right cheek and looked up at Enyala with a wounded glare.
Enyala grin turned upwards as soon as she caught Miranda’s eyes.
“Don’t you EVER hesitate when I call you again or I will gouge out one of yours eyes slut!” Enyala threatened.
Before Miranda could react she was hit by another swing from Enyala’s crop.
*FFWWAAP!*
“Understand slave? Tell your Mistress you understand.” Enyala commanded.
Miranda clutched at her other cheek and openly shed more tears.
“Yes…..Mistress I understand” Miranda sobbed out.
“Good, now I want you to lean forward and suckle the right foot of your Mistress, do not stop until I tell you” Enyala commanded with wicked glee thrusting her high heel shoe forward slightly.
Miranda this time did not hesitate as she leaned forward and placed her lips atop Enyala’s right foot and began suckling.
“Mmm lovely, slave this is your proper place” Enyala said before pausing to let her message sink into Miranda. Enyala then continued,”Now, slut you will not dare stop paying homage to your new Mistress, if you do I promise you what you experienced so far today will seem like a vacation.”
Miranda kept suckling as Enyala talked. Little did Miranda realize that she was in a most vulnerable position because while she was suckled Enyala’s foot, her butt and pussy were up in the air. Because of Enyala’s modifications, her private areas were completely exposed.
Cisco did realize her lovely predicament and proceeded to walk behind Miranda. He looked down and licked his lips and then unzipped his pants.
The sound startled Miranda as her eyes widened.
“Don’t stop slut you are doing good”
Miranda let out a whining mewl. Then she felt Cisco cock teasing her clit.
In fact Cisco put his cock in his hand and was guiding it up and down on Miranda’s clit.
Miranda’s breathing increased as she felt her arousal heighten. She slurped on Enyala’s foot hoping that this nightmare would end.
“You are wet slut, good, I knew you were a slut, prancing around in your whore outfit, begging for someone like us to put you in your proper place.” Cisco remarked while slapping Miranda’s butt cheek as he continued to tease Miranda’s clit.
Miranda let out a moan as her legs involuntarily opened slightly at the teasing of Cisco.
Cisco then suddenly slid his cock into Miranda’s pussy. Miranda gasped as she suckled hard on Enyala’s while Cisco slowly slid his cock into her for the first time.
“He is enormous” Miranda thought to herself.
“Take that cock whore” Enyala mocked as her husband slid his cock into Miranda’s pussy.
Cisco then gasped as he finally had all of his cock inside her. ”Oh fuck, you are so tight…” Cisco gasped out.
Miranda suckled hard on top of Enyala’s foot as if suckling on her foot somehow help her take the feeling of being filled away.
Once fully inside Miranda, Cisco slid his cock in and out of Miranda deliberate and slow.
Miranda inadvertently moved her hips in unison to Cisco slow strokes in and out her sex.
Goosebumps appeared on Enyala’s arms as the hot breaths from Miranda’s forced exhales made contact with her skin.
Enyala felt her own sex moisten at the sensation.
“That’s it.....damn” Cisco gasped out as he slowly started to increase his rhythm into Miranda’s sex. Miranda was struggling to keep up her concentration as Cisco increased in rhythm. In fact she started to audibly moan with every stroke of Cisco cock. Enyala looked down at Miranda and could not take the arousal anymore as she adeptly unzipped the crotch of her panties exposing her glistening womanhood with one hand, and grabbed Miranda’s hair with the other. Then Enayala pulled Miranda head until she was eye level with Enyala’s vagina.
Cisco knew this game all too well, so when he saw his wife unzip her panties he “walked” Miranda forward between thrust so he would not lose his rhythm when Enyala started to face rape her new slave.
“Get to work whore!” Enyala lustily commanded as she thrust her hips forward to make contact with Miranda’s face.
Miranda did not resist the order in fact she stuck her tongue out and began lapping the juices off of Enyala’s clit. The trio had a nice pace established between Enyala’s grinding her hips into Miranda’s face and Miranda reciprocating by rotating her hips to grind Cisco’s cock. Miranda body was starting to develop a slight layer of sweat.
Enyala moaned as she clutched her thighs tightly. The Asari’s legs pinned Miranda’s lovely face between her legs. Miranda gasped for air but only found the Asari’s pussy lips to breathe into.

Eclipse Base: Entrance

Darshon and his men felt out of place. He hated the fact that his main business partner was married to an eclipse mercenary especially since the organization never employed Batarians. However, Darshon did not work for the Eclipse. He was in business with Cisco. He was running a little late due to an unexpected communication from the Hegemony on Khar’shan. The men were told to be on the lookout for Cerberus agents on Illium and greet them with extreme prejudice. Darshon relished the opportunity to capture Cerberus agents, as he despised the humans more than anything. He did enjoy their women however, especially if it involved degradation and humiliation.
Darshon entered the Eclipse base and noticed that there were much fewer mercenaries out and about as there normally were. Darshon noticed the signs of a firefight, blood stains on the floor, blacken marks on parts of the wall and the scent of Eezo, the telltale sign of a biotic battle.
“My my I wonder went on here” Darshon muttered aloud.
“A small nuisance…we handled it, and umm well let’s just say it has been a very profitable day for the sisterhood. “ Answered Captain Wasea with pursed lips.
The woman stood up with her gun pointed straight up in the air. Wasea looked at the Batarian and smirked and said. “Was your venture as productive love?”
Darshon smiled brightly and said , ”Ah yes very profitable, and with any luck our scheme for Aria will proceed without a hitch, as soon as archangel is taken out then my men will meet with the merc groups on Omega and proceed with phase 2.”
“The mercs might beg to work for us once they see Enyala’s latest catch.” Wasea cackled.
“Eh catch….what catch?” Darshon inquired.
“On the other side of the base.” Wasea replied
“Oh really, I thought she was on a simple escort mission how in the hell did she get any prisoners?” Darshon inquired.
“Some fine piece of human ass decided she wanted to try and take her package back, even rushed in all by herself”, Wasea methodically explained.
“Umm was she on drugs?” Darshon replied half-jokily.
“No she claims the package was her sister, and that she was rescuing her from the contractor, bitch worked for Cerberus.”
Darshon façade immediately changed as he asked in a matter of fact tone,”Is she still there now?”
“Of course Enyala and Cisco are introducing themselves to her as we speak.”
The other Batarians also interested looked at Darshon who immediately gestured them to come with him.
“I’ll be back later I need to see this ‘catch’” Darshon before promptly leaving the room.

The sounds of a woman in the throes of an intense orgasm could be heard from the other side of the door. Darshon and his men smirked at each other as they opened the door.
In front of them was a female wearing a sleek black uniform with cutouts of all the “important” areas. The woman face was nowhere to be seen as it was buried in between Enyala’s lovely legs. Cisco was pumping behind the unseen woman as her hips gyrated. The orgasm he heard was not from the woman but from Enyala who appeared to have found the promise land.
Darshon was about to speak up when he was interrupted by an aroused Cisco shouting out.
“Ohh fuck fuck fuck yes yes yes Hell yes!” Cisco could not hold it in anymore as he was ejaculating for all his worth into Miranda’s pussy.

Miranda responded to the cum shooting inside her also shuddered with intense ecstasy and yelled a muffled moan in between Enyala’s legs sending Enyala to her second orgasm.
“Ohhh shit! That’s it, that’s it.” Enyala screamed.
The trio panted and then slumped down. Enyala finally let go of Miranda’s hair, letting her fall to the ground at her feet, her face absolutely soaked with Enyala’s pussy juices. Cisco withdrew from Miranda and pushed her butt to the ground with his foot. Miranda was utterly spent. from being relentlessly tortured and utterly fucked. laid on the ground between them covered in sweat. Miranda’s pussy was leaking out Cisco’s cum and her hair sticky from sweat and juices was stuck to her face.The Batarians mockingly clapped at the scene which was met with an affirmation of what Darshon could do with himself from both Cisco and Enyala who proceeded to give him a teasing middle finger.
Darshon finally saw the yellow symbol on her uniform and smiled. “Oh yes….one of the Cerberus scum that my government told me about, we got next on this bitch!” Darshon declared!
“Go ahead take her, but do not leave any permanent marks or I will split your ugly head open like a walnut.” Enyala said exhausted.
“Go for it brother, this haughty bitch still needs more notches to be taken off of.” Cisco affirmed.
Enyala got up from her seat and walked over to Cisco and started kissing him passionately. Cisco put his arms on her shoulder and reciprocated.
The seen would be quite romantic if it were not for the actions taking place right next to them. The Batarians wasted no time in pouncing on Miranda. The only resisted offered as they grabbed her was the exhausted pleas of , ”No no no please….”
The Batarians did not care they grabbed both of her ankles and spread her legs while another Batarian grabbed her arms. The sounds of a Batarian gangbang would be the stereo music to the rest of Cisco and Enyala’s, “romantic evening”.
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Illium Nightmare	By : Canosan Category: +M through R > Mass Effect Views: 7976 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 1
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Illium Nightmare