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The Miranda Protocol	By : Canosan Category: +M through R > Mass Effect Views: 7276 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 1
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Chapter 6: New Positions and a Victory Dinner!
Summary: Miranda decides to introduce Shepard to her Mutineers as part of a Victory Dinner.

Shepard awoke but could not move a muscle. Miranda was wearing her loyalty uniform she got on Illium
the sleek black outfit was form fitting.
“Ah awake I thought the surgery would have had you out longer but I am glad you pulled through I have
been fantasizing about this moment for a long time.” Miranda said leaning down to kiss Shepard on the
lips who despite feeling the lips of Miranda on hers could not move.
“Ah don’t worry I have not put any control chips in your body, I do not want a robot. But I do want to be
able to play with this lovely body. Pet” Miranda said patting the commanders head possessively.
“I guess I can give you the antidote to the Collector venom that is in your body now.” Miranda
dismissively said to Shepard.
Shepard’s eyes shot wide as a needle pierced the back of her neck and all at once her nerves started
firing as they roared back to life. She tried to move but found she was restrained at the table.
She stopped struggling and only could manage an angry glare towards her former Xo Miranda Lawson.
“Oooo you still have that fire…good, It is going to make me cum harder every time that glare softens, and
when you break I am going to parade you around this ship as a trophy” Miranda threaten slowly, her
tone was sensual, demanding but also laced with seduction.
“In your dreams bitch, you set a trap but now that you have me, I will get free and I will kill every single
fucking Cerberus crewmate on this ship, and then it will be you I mount as a trophy right outside your
office in the Cafeteria the crew that remains can see what I do to mutineers and traitors.” Shepard said
back.
“Oh my you do seem confident. Good thing I made a couple of modifications to you while you were
indisposed” Miranda said slowly as she kissed down on Shepard’s skin.
Shepard was caught off guard as Miranda planted her lips softly on her arm. She looked down and was
going to say something more confrontational when the kisses progressed up her arms. The Specter was
powerless to stop it as she was restrained to the table.
“Oh…hey…..that…feels” Shepard said softly as her blood began to rush. She felt herself becoming flush.
In fact, Miranda’s lips felt so right. She was caught off guard by the rush of arousal.
“What….are you…what did you do…?” Shepard asked as she swallowed hard as the Mirandas kisses now
were upon her neck and felt incredible, oh my. She smelt heavenly. She found herself inhaling deeply.
Shepard nostrils flaired to inhale as much of Miranda as possible.
“You like that my pet?” Miranda asked curiously eyeing her reaction noticing Shepard’s face becoming
flush.
“I…I…. what you want you to let me go……there are…. Collector…” Shepard said trying to take back control
of the situation. She finally just closed her eyes as she felt the wet side of Miranda’s lips suckle her skin.
She is really good Shepard thought to herself.
“Please Miranda? We have a mission to acc” She said pleadingly as she tried to test her bonds a bit.”
“Oooo I like the tone but I am no longer Miranda, to you. I am your Mistress Miranda, and whatever else
I have you call me, bitch….and you are now mine slut” She said as she cupped Shepard’s chin and
leaned in and suckled a strong slow kiss from Shepard.
Shepard whether it was from the awakening from the probe or something she was just discovering.
Shepard could not resist. She returned the suckle to Miranda and was entirely worked up now. Miranda
slipped her tongue into Shepard’s mouth and was kissing her ex-commander for all it is worth.
Shepard swooned and then let out a soft moan. She felt weak and the attention of Miranda were so
right. She thought to herself. Miranda for her part looked down and grinned widely as she saw the
glistening sex of Shepard, she was soaked.
Miranda lifter herself up and sauntered out the room and said, “Gardner Truss her up naked in the
Cafeteria area, I give you carte blanche on how... surprise me, only let it be known her holes are mine.
Oh and when we dock, I want you to go to the following stores and purchases the following items, and
take Kelly with you and tell her to choose from these items, and if I am not satisfied with her picks she
will be joining Kenzie and Gabriella next game night.”
“Yes Mistress…. should I get any……of the other things we discussed before?” Rupert asked.
Miranda thought a second and smirked,” Oh yes……and there is a gentleman with a certain talent I need,
go up to him and offer the following terms, if he agrees and we approve of his work, I will triple that price
when we dock again.
“Really, this is…. very expensive Mis”
“Do it. Pet, or I might not go so easy on you as I have been” Miranda said in a slow threatening tone.
“I…I …it will be done my goddess” Rupert said stumbling over his words.
Miranda smiled brightly she always got a little jolt when he addressed her so. It was so much better than
some of the other conquests she has had, because she never had to tell him to say it, ever. Rupert
started calling her that very early on, with such sincerity and devotion, a fact which automatically put him
above any other slave that she acquired over the years.
To the Victor Goes to Spoils. She thought herself as she looked at the ex-commander. The bitch was
going to regret ever stepping up to me, her better.
Gardner spent some time when he got back to his station on how he was going to "truss" up his
Goddesses trophy in the end it came to him. Gardner decided to be very creative and downright
debauched. He was the chef after all and he decided he would truss the captive Shepard the best way
he knew how. Gardner’s cock twitched as thought about the display he was going to make for
everyone.
Crew Deck 3.
The Cafeteria.
The Crew waited in anticipation all day. They were wanting a chance to break down the captives,
especially that Williams soldier who was a board she was built like a brick shithouse. The crew already
assumed that Shepard was the Commander’s to deal with, which was a shame, the mutineers wanted
their pound of flesh.
Gardner cordoned off the entire eating area of the Normandy, including the Miranda’s old office and
medical lab and EDI main systems. The crew did not mind as much as they had to start dealing with the
damage from the battle, which could have been a lot worst, had it not been for Miranda making Kelly tell
Shepard about the “Mutiny” they were planning. They were planning it, the only twist was they
were counting on Kelly telling the Commander. Miranda always planned four moves ahead, and she
successfully forced Shepard to act without a proper plan she was reacting and that is when the battle
was truly lost.
“Damn it when is chow time, I am fucking hungry, are you killing the cow back there?” One of the men
quipped.
“Quite down I am sure the new Commander is just planning something special for us. “Jericho said with
a smirk on his face. Standing next to him in a fishnet body suit was Kenzie she was wearing a pair of
dark red fuck me pumps and dark blood red glossing lipstick. She was already blushing as she could
not stop staring at Jericho’s healthy cock. She was lost, as the constant sex and humiliation and
domination experienced had finally made her what Cassie said she would become a grade A fuckslut.
“Easy slut, you will get a special treat soon enough. We no longer have to hide you, you get to be
fucked in public now…..with people watching! You are getting wet just thinking about aren’t you slut.
“Jericho teased.
Kenzie blushed and looked down and meekly said, “Yes Daddy, Your slut loves to get fucked.” Kenzie
looked around and started breathing heavy. She hated herself but she literally would dream of cocks
ramming into her now.
The elevator opened up it was Miranda. She was dressed in a Cerberus Captain Uniform. The formal
attire was one that the crew was not used to her wearing but she looked even more fantastic inside of it
than her form fitting body suit.
Miranda wore a pair of five inch glossy black stilettos, and her calves looked like steel wrapped in silk,
just perfect. The dress rested just above the knee but ever men that saw her legs were now sporting
erections or wore now in the process of developing them.
“Where is Cassie?” Miranda asked. She wanted to know where she was because that’s who was in
charge of Ashley Williams treatment. She wanted the woman broken, and while she would love to do the
honors herself she dare not waste time from her job of dealing with the ex-commander, her newest pet.
She noticed there had been a black fabric blocking view of the cafeteria. A line was forming and Miranda
was getting kind of irritated.
“Gardner, are you almost ready, I am not happy right now” Miranda said off to the side away from
people.
“I am sorry Mistress….I am just making the finishes touches. Done you may all come in.” Gardner
declared.
The Chef emerged on the other side of the curtain he put up and clapped his hands. The curtain came
down and the entire crew gasped loudly in shock. The entire Cafeteria had been decorated with candles
and the tables had black tablecloths. This is not what the men were gasping at however, the
centerpieces of the tables are what had everyone’s attention. In particular the center table Atop the
center table where the Commander Miranda Lawson would sit was Ex-Commander Shepard, completely
naked. The Ex-Commander’s hands were placed into a black shiny bondage glove, the glove forced
Shepard’s arms over her head as it was tied with a strong black rope that was tethered inside of loop at
the end of the bondage glove, the other end was secured on one of the tables support beams
underneath. Shepard’s face had been made up, with dark red glossy lipstick which wrapped around a
black ball gag with a Cerberus logo in the center, her eyes were covered by cucumbers.
The best part was the presentation. Oh what a presentation it was! Gardner put out one for the ENTIRE
crew. Spotlighted at the center table was Shepard, atop her naked body Sushi boats, which had been
arranged all atop her naked skin. Unagi Sauce and been poured into her belly button to make a perfect
pool. Shepard’s legs had been spread to the side edge of the table. Miniature cakes had been delicately
arranged up and down her smooth legs. Shepard sex was hidden behind a flower made up entirely of
sweet cream to be placed atop the cakes. Around Shepherd’s nipples and areola were balls of wasabi
to be used with the Sushi. Shepard had been turned into a female food platter.
Gardner turned to his Mistress and said, “My Goddess you told me to use my discretion and as time
was of the essence, as you also instructed me to make a special victory meal for our efforts, I decided
that a Nyotaimori meal would serve both purposes.
Miranda leaned over and gave Gardner and open mouth kiss in front of everyone and said, “That is
perfect slave……You earned that kiss.” Miranda said clapping her hands happily looking back to her crew
who were in a full throat cheer.
Even though Shepard was the only one with a spotlight on her, she was hardly the only attraction.
Ashley Williams had been placed in a similar arrangement, only her face was covered by a black rubber
hood, that only had an opening for her nose and mouth, not that it would help her, Cassie apparently
placed a panel gag over her mouth. A panel gag is an O-ring gag that has a panel to completely cover
the opening until it was needed. Ashley had more dipping sauces as well adorned over her body. She
was going to get food rubbed all over body and that was precisely what Cassie wanted. To further her
humiliation Cassie also attached a nasty Asari sex toy called a fiend. The fiend was a small living
creature with three tentacles. Fiends were about the size of a small soccer ball, and different types had
various types of intensity. The one inside Ashleys sex was furiously fucking her pussy and her ass at the
same time. To further the humiliation the free tentacle, referred to Asari was the anchor, usually went
into the dominants sex, to be used as a living “double sided strap on”. But when no crevice was present
to house the anchor the anchor would sling about and make whip like motions upon the wearer. The
anchor was in the process of whipping the sides of Ashley’s butt cheeks furiously as it fucked her.
Cassie was thoroughly enjoying the gagged moaning sounds coming from the under the hood.
The third table nearest the wall was occupied by none other than Kelly Chambers. She was adorned
almost identical to Shepard in the center table, only she had only Sushi laid out all up and down her
body. The lower ranking crewmen sat at that table.
No matter what, after this Shepard’s standing with all the crew was all but shot. She would never
command this group again, not that it mattered. Miranda took a sushi roll off the right breast of Shepard
and scooped some Wasabi off of her nipple. She then smirked as she reached down and dipped the
sushi roll in the Unagi sauce gathered in her belly button. Miranda leaned forward and bit the earlobe of
Shepard then whispered sternly, “You taste amazing slave. This is just the first of an endless amount of
humiliations that will occupy the rest of your life.” Miranda said as she licked her neck and sat back
down.
Shepard would have moved more but straps also held her body in place.
In the end the crew had two servings off of Shepard’s body. A couple of moments were quite
embarrassing for the ex-commanding officer. One was when the crew tasted how wet she was on the
cream placed upon her pussy. Miranda took a swipe when it was near completely gone and showed the
entire crew Shepard’s shame. The woman was soaked by the time the first helping was done, from all
the groping, sliding of food on her sensitive areas to the outright attention to her body. She simply
whimpered as she used a serving tray. Miranda could have sworn she heard a couple of mewls of
arousal, but she did not press the issue. Besides by the time she was done she would have this slut
singing an Aria of her personal fuck opera. Miranda got wet at the thought of hearing so much more of
these submissive musings.
Miranda ended the meal by showing everybody the bottle of Unagi sauce, before dumping an entire
bottle of Unagi sauce over Shepard’s face, rubbing some in her hair. She also removed her gag and
made her hold a cake in her mouth and told her if she did not, she would let the entire crew gangbang
Ashley and Kelly for her insolence. Shepard just whimpered again and opened her mouth and let
Miranda place the cake in her mouth to be used as a gag. Then Miranda taunted and encouraged the
rest of the crew to come over. Even singing a beer hall song, as the rest of the crew poured their beers
all over her body. Miranda decided she was still too neat and did not want anyone leaving without seeing
their former leader utterly pathetic. So she took the rest of the bottles of creams and streamed them all
over Shepard before rubbing it into her skin. She then signaled the rest of the crew to dump whatever
was left on their plate on top of her. Some rubbed the food into her hair other made sure to rub their food
into her sex, onto her face, anywhere they thought would be the most disrespectful.
Miranda ordered EDI to take a picture of the former commander in this state and post it on one of the
digital portrait spaces in the Cafeteria. A picture of their former commander trussed up as a Nyotaimori
model, covered in food and sauces and utterly messed now hang above the cafeteria, with the words.
“This is a Cerberus Vessel we know how to handle our trash.” The crew lit up in laughter. Miranda
ordered Gardner to clean her up and secure her in Miranda’s Cabin,(Formerly Shepard’s).
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