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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 7: Trading Places
Summary: Shepard feels how it is to be under Miranda's heel. Zaeed gets paid for his loyaty to stay on the ship. Ashley must answer an offer that will test her entire being.

Three days after the victory dinner. Shepard was moaning in ecstasy to herself unfortunately she could
not do anything about it. The vibrating egg inside of her pussy was driving her insane. Shepard was
trying to squeeze tight upon the egg to obtain orgasm, only to have the egg shut off followed by an
electrical jolt from EDI.
Miranda had the bright idea to initiate more protocols into EDI to let her deal with Shepard, while she
reorganized how things functioned and got her crew ready for the upcoming suicide mission. Shepard
just wanted to cum in the worst way. EDI had her vitals monitored so the AI knew exactly when to cut off
the stimulation apparatus inside of Shepard. The result was a naked Shepard wanting nothing more
than release.
Miranda had Shepard tied up in an armbinder that was pulling painfully up towards the ceiling.
Shepard’s breasts were wrapped tightly with some sort of cord that was pulled painfully taut around an
eyebolt on the floor forcing Shepard to bend over and face the floor. The result was that her breast was
as red as her hair. She was technically standing up as her hips bend downwards thanks to the rope
tethering her breast. Shepard’s ankles on the other hand had been forced apart using a spreader bar.
Shepard was unable to squeeze very well, although she wanted to with all her being. She felt vulnerable,
incredibly horny and wanted nothing more than to cum her brains out until she passed out.
Miranda smirked as she walked in. Miranda had trussed the ex-commander up so that the first thing she
saw when she was in her cabin was Shepard’s lovely backside and pussy facing her totally exposed.
She had left Shepard to her own devices for three days. But now she was going to renew their
relationship with a particular vigor. Miranda had found Jacob’s father. The scout team she sent came
back with some very interesting news. She could not wait to pay back Jacob properly for his betrayal.
Shepard mewed some more as she desperately tried to see what was going on but could not. Miranda
had secured a lovely visor around Shepard’s head the last three days. It fed a visage of Miranda
Lawson posing in her uniform. It had been the day she “modeled” it at Chronos Station by the Illusive
Man. He made it for her, and she made him a video in appreciation. Although it was a tad flirtation and
someone teasing, Miranda kept it, and as Shepard sex vibrated with intense sensations. She was only
allowed to see spectacular up-close and arranged images of Miranda’s perfect body. To add to the
effect, Miranda had gagged Shepard by tying a pair of her used panties into Shepard’s mouth so she
could taste the sex of Miranda.
Shepard was so confused about three hours into the treatment. Miranda’s sex smelt perfect to her, she
got so wet just from her scent. The vibrating egg had just drove her into another level of overload.
Miranda heels clicked on the floor behind Shepard who was grinding her hips at the air to no avail. As
soon as the egg stopped again Shepard let out a whimper behind her panty gag.
“Mmm, you do sound so fucking sexy dear. But now that I am back it appears that playtime is over. Your
Goddess, your mistress, your whole reason for existing has returned and it is time we teach you proper
how to be a proper fuckslave.” Miranda said.
Shepard tried to says something but was mumbled her face was beat read either from anger or
pleasure, Miranda did not care.
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<FFFwwwppthwaaak!!>” The air cracked as Shepard felt and intense pain on her right butt cheek.
“Normally I would have you count, but I frankly do not care bitch! Consider this the start of payback for
thinking for a second you could were better than me!”
<Ffffwwpppthwaaak!”> The air sounded scary, if that was possible, the harsh sound the Batarian Shriek
whip made was quite unique. Unlike the electro slave whips of the slavers, this sound this whip made
was particularly sadistic and terrifying. The name came from the high pitch noise it made when the
switch-whip hybrid was swungthrough the air.
The high-pitched yelp from Shepard, indicated all to have heard it just how painful it must have been.
Shepard rose her ass in the air and onto her tiptoes the second the whip made contact.
<“Fwwwwwtttwwack!”> Shepard yelp loudly again. She was quickly discovering that Miranda was
absolutely a master at using this instrument of terror. Little did she know how much experience Miranda
has in the art of BDSM torture devices. If she ever got to know Gardner better, he would have shown her
his scars.
<"Fwwwaattwaaak!"> Shepard again yelped at the impact. Shepard’s breathing was increasing, then the
vibrating egg turned back on! Shepard’s eyes got really wide.
Miranda smiled as she started working on the back of Shepard’s legs now. <Fwwwwathhwaak!”>
Miranda giggled with complete abandoned as she began her breaking in session with Shepard. Shepard
started to think that she would much prefer to be in the position she was in just minutes before. Miranda,
it seems would grant her no such luxury.
Later that night, Captains Quarters,
“Please stop…..stop…….please!” Shepard was openly weeping as she had been utterly dominated the
entire day. Miranda had just unleashed her fifth session with the Batarian Shriek Whip. This time just like
the previous four sessions Shepard’s lovely skin was crisscross with nasty red welts from the onslaught
of blows from Miranda. Miranda was opening the latest pack of low grade medigel. She healed her the
previous four times but because Miranda was using the low-grade gel, it was painful when it would heal
her skin. So, Shepard experienced pain when she was receiving and when she was healing from the
punishment sessions.
“Please…not again…I cannot take it anym…Arrrrgghhh!!” Shepard cried out as the medigel touched her
skin. Medigel healed injuries that in past times would have taken months or sometimes years to heal.
The trade-off was that unless a fast acting nano pain relief agent was mixed in with the gel. The person
applying the salve would give the receiver an intense burning sensation as the body hyper healed itself.
Shepard cried as Miranda rubbed into every cut. Almost all combat units stopped using this type of gel
long time ago, but Miranda always had plenty of extra on hand for this exact purpose. The effect was
that Miranda could inflict another round of torture while healing Shepard, which then in turn allowed
Shepard to be open to another round strokes from her Shriek-Whip. In all the gel took about an hour.
Shepard was still breathing heavy trying to catch her breath from the non-stop torment her break took on her.
Miranda sat down in a chair in front of her crossed her legs and purposefully let her foot dangle in front
of Shepard. She let the sound of Shepard’s heavy breathing permeate the room almost as if she was
savoring it, or maybe she just wanted to let Shepard listen to the effect the night has had on her so far.
“So are you ready to address me properly, or do we need to have some sessions with my buddy Bruno”
Miranda said looking down at Shepard. Miranda had purposefully said sessions meaning if she said
“no” , there would be more than one session with the Shriek whip, (a whip that Miranda had)
affectionately named Bruno.
Shepard was having trouble answering as the vibrating egg kicked on again, and now she was panting
from pleasure as much as recovering from the whip session she had with Miranda. But there was still a
part of her that wanted to resist. She was Shepard!!! Miranda won by subterfuge but this was a
head-to-head battle of wills and I will be damned if she would give in as easily.
“No….fuck you. You traitorous bitch!” Shepard defiantly declared right before managing to spit on
Miranda’s shoe.”
Miranda got really turned on at the fire in Shepard. She loved it when they fought back it made the
moment of conquest that much sweeter and Shepard was making this the sweetest experience in the
bakery. Shepard was abiout to become Miranda’s favorite dessert.
“Oh, I am sorry to hear that, I thought we might have some fun you might enjoy but very well. I need to
put my bitch in her place.” Miranda opened her closet and looked at the various whips, and decided to
still not use the slavers whip, it would be quicker, but Miranda did not want quicker. She wanted Bruno to
do the honors. The slavers whip will be used for other occasions, but she masturbated every night since
the conflict with Shepard reared its head with the intention of using Bruno. The lovely shriek sound it made
before she levelled the damage only a master of whips like Miranda could do, was somehow made the
tool a moral necessity.
Miranda smiled as she let her heels click around Shepard who was turning her head furiously to find out
where the next onslaught would come from.
<RrrrrrFFfwwwtthwaaak!”> the high pitch sound of the whip echoed through the air right before the sound
of the impact like thunder and lighting of a summer storm. The snap left a mark right on the nape of the
neck of Shepard who let out a blood curdiling scream.
“Aiiiyeee!” Shepard yelped into the air.
The next sessions had begun in earnest.
Five hours later.
Miranda was covered in sweat she had the quite the workout. She stripped down to her underwear sans
bra. Shepard was making her work for it, which she did not mind in fact the sight of her body covered in
red crisscross marks was almost enough to make her cum on the spot. Almost. Miranda was panting
which was accompanied by a weeping Shepard at her feet. She had not even bothered to ask if Shepard
would address her properly after the first question. She just kept going on one punishment session after
another. Each time the torture was doubled one when the whipping occurred and another when the low
grade medi-gel was applied and healed. Truth be told she could have used the higher grade combat
medi-gel that had the painkillers but she decided that this would not be fun. Using this medi-gel that was
meant for very small abrasions. It was technique developed by Cerberus interrogation agents and it was
working nicely on her former boss at the moment.
“Stop….please…stop…..” Shepard gasped out whimpering.
“That is the proper tone…..but I told you how I expect to be addressed.” Miranda said she sat in a chair
and caressed the side of Shepard’s face with her bare foot.
“Please stop…….Mistress” Shepard said. The word made the whole room go silent. A capitulation to
Miranda that felt ten times worse than the defeat in her office.
“Ok that is a start, but now I expect you to ask properly. You will say the words, please stop, Mistress
Miranda, your stupid slut has learned her lesson. Then you turn sideways and give my foot on the side
of your face some proper respect too, you will lick my foot in fealty, or else I will open up my stimpack
over there and we will make this go all day. I have plenty more medigel, and me and Bruno have just
gotten started.
Shepard closed her eyes hard and gulped. The tension of the moment made the silence incredibly loud.
She without anymore fight said, “Please….stop Mistress Miranda,your stupid slut has learned her
lesson.” She then turned sideways and stuck her tongue out and licked the arch Miranda’s foot. She
then openly weeped some more as if she been hit again.
“Stupid slut did I tell you to stop!!!! I was going to let you cum, but not anymore, you will not come until
you can follow orders better” Miranda said angrily.
“No please…..please Mistress” Shepard said as she started licking Miranda’s foot again and continued
to do so.
“No…slut….stupid sluts get punished with force, but only good girls get to cum, and you have been far
from a good girl………if you want to ever cum again you better start behaving like a good girl. Only good
girls can cum slut got that?” Miranda said as she twisted her foot for Shepard to better lick her.
Miranda pussy was so wet she wanted to rub her face in Shepard’s face on the spot, but she knew the
slow burn was the best. Besides the surgery that Miranda had Shepard undertake would pay monstrous
dividends for her in the near future.
Miranda had made a small change to her former boss. She had the nanobots inside of Shepard change
her to where Miranda chemically imprinted on Shepard, much like a queen ant imprints on its colony.
She changed Shepard so she would be addicted to Miranda, literally, Miranda skin, her sweat, her
pussy, her pheromones were keyed to Shepard in such a way the more that Shepard was around
Miranda, the hornier she would get. The desire would increase as she was exposed to more and more of
Miranda. A procedure that was undertaken by Mordin Solus as his arrangement to be off the mission.
Shepard maybe had not realized it yet, as her pussy was soaked at the moment with each lick of
Miranda’s foot.
The Armory
The Salarian Mordin Solus smiled as he had an unconscious Grunt in the Shuttle. He made a deal with
the Cerberus to be able to get one of their shuttles to transport Grunt and himself off the Normandy. He
smiled to himself as he realized some of the problems Grunt was having with aggression could only be
solved on Tuchanka. He had just gotten a communique that his compatriot had just been captured
outside of Urdnot territory, and since his deal was with Shepard and she was no longer in charge of this
operation he negotiated his way off, in exchange for some his expertise in manufacturing a variety of
special concoctions, ones that Shepard and her compatriots would discover soon enough.
Jacob Taylor.
Jacob tried to focus but could not see anyone. He was blindfolded. He tried to move but found himself
bound in some sort of wrapping. He felt really weird. He tried to speak but found that he was gagged.
He heard voices.
“So did how did the procedure go, did Solus figure out that traitor’s Williams nano methods?” He heard
a male ask.
“Did he? That is the understatement of the century. When we open this up you are going to be
surprised. I know you could not stand that boy scout, and all the times he tattled to Miranda and got you
in trouble. Wait, is that him?” Another voice asked.
“He seems different pleasantly different?” The person said perplexed.
An evil laugh erupted from the female voice in the room that he had not quite registered yet, “You have
no idea…. we are all about to have a lot of fun with this one, I am just glad that Miranda invited me to this
party.”
“Well, the subject is different, here let me show you the dimensions?” A female said from outside of the
bindings.
Jacob tried to move only to find he was completely immobilized. He could not gauge his size inside of
the sensory deprivation chamber. He was getting a little worried, as he could not move, but also
because he knew how unethical Cerberus was if you crossed them. They were not above killing
admirals, feeding subjects to Rachni, turning innocents into Thorian Creepers, or just simply turning
people into Husk.
One week later….
Kelly was extremely thankful for Miranda in letting her out of being in trouble. She even let her off the
station under guard but still free nonetheless. She went shopping and procured certain items for
Mistress Miranda. Miranda let her out on her own again, now that she knew who was in charge and
given the last month of being under Miranda and her cronie’s heel she will never forget it. Kelly still had
to show she was properly loyal to Cerberus, so she would be required to service a Cerberus crewman of
Miranda’s choice, every game night. She did not mind as it at least put her on the road to being out of
Mistress Miranda’s doghouse. She had just calculated the reports on what Miranda asked for and
thought she would present them to Miranda directly as she wanted to know as soon as she was done.
Kelly made her way slowly to Miranda and walked over and knelt down beside Miranda’s chair behind
her desk, she gasped at seeing what was under her desk.
Hunched over was a naked Shepard, who tied down so that she was folded over onto herself. Strapped
to Shepard’s neck was a shiny black collar with golden studs. On the collar the golden ring dangled to
attached chain which was pulled tight to a ring on the floor by Miranda’s feet. Shepard could only raise
her head about six inches off the ground the slack was so short.
Shepard’s arms where locked inside a shiny black arm binder behind her back. The armbinder had a
ring on the end of it that currently had a solid black chain attached that was pulled taut between another
ring on the upper part of the underside of Miranda’s desk. Miranda was dressed in a formal Captain
uniform reserved for commanders of a ship for Cerberus. The tight form fitting dress show cased the
perfect legs of Miranda nicely. Miranda had her smooth legs crossed and was dangling one of heeled
feet right in front of Shepard. What happened next shocked even Kelly.
Shepard reached forward with her tongue and licked the arch of Miranda’s foot inside the heel. Miranda
for her part positioned her foot perfectly. She had it so Shepard had to pull the chain completely taut and
stretch her tongue to be able to perform the task.
Kelly knelt and blushed profusely as the sight of Shepard orally worshipping Miranda’s foot was turning
her on more than it should. EDI broke her out of that trance
“28…Commander Lawson, your fucktoy has not reached her goal in the allotted time. As per your
instructions the count will reset.” EDI announced.
“No..no……I was trying you kept moving…..this is not fair I need to come Mistress please!!!!!! I am being a
good girl!!!!!“Shepard whined.
Gone was the authoritative hero of the Citadel what was speaking now was a petulant being who was
desperately trying to cum.
Shepard tried to gyrating her hips against the air only to have no relief. Shepard head slumped back to
the floor in defeat.
Miranda feigning sympathy said, ”Aw you poor thing, well it seems you are going to have to exert more
effort to be able to achieve release….and for that outburst your total is now fifty proper licks in the allotted
time. Oh and being that you missed your opportunity for the time being slaveslut, I will allow you to
practice. Kelly arrange my shoes in front of this slave so she can practice licking them properly while I
am gone.”
Miranda got up and started to get her Jacket on as she looked back at Kelly walking back to Shepard
with a handful of pairs of shoes in her hand. Miranda added, “OH and slut do not even thing of shirking
your duty. I better not see so much as a smudge on my shoes when I get back also EDI will be counting
aloud for you…..so you better get that tongue back to work” Miranda said as she cruelly laughed exiting
her Cabin.
“Kelly when you are done….come with me to Port Side Cargo Hold, I want to see how our late addition to
the ceremonies is holding up” Miranda said smirking as she gave one last glance down to see Shepard
dejectedly licking one her black high heel shoes with her tongue. Gods she wanted ride her face in the
worst way, but duty called. Pity. Miranda knew the best things take time.
Miranda with Kelly walking behind with a holopad taking notes entered the port Cargo hold. Miranda
smiled at the sight before her, Ashley Williams was dangling from a chain on the ceiling without a stitch
of clothing upon her. Ashley’s body was oiled up nicely. The redden marks from the torture she was
receiving the last week were showing. Ashley’s bottom was reddening as well as her nipples. Ashley
still had not given anything as far as information on the Alliance other than her serial number.
Miranda looked as Ashley who glared back at the Cerberus Agent. “Oh my you are a fiery one, you
don’t want to betray your precious alliance. It is a pity, they betrayed us long ago, even making us work
with those filthy aliens.” Miranda said with a sneer. Miranda caressed Ashley’s naked skin as she
walked behind Ashley whispering.
“You know…..the Illusive Man had his eye on you as a potential asset for our organization. Your hatred
of aliens, your family being blackballed by the alliance brass despite your exemplary record and talents”
Miranda said walking her fingers along the side of Ashley’s neck.
“You bitch, as if I would ever betray the Alliance…..You people are monsters…..Thorian Creepes, Husk,
Rachni, planting Thresher Maws on innocent alliance soldiers. You people are no more human than the
ugly bastards who pretend to be our allies!” Ashley spat out.
“Oh my….so you do know how to say more than your serial number, good to know…..I expect more
words from you…..respectful words. I do not brook disobedience. But you will learn….if you will not join
us, I will give you a day. To begin the process of joining us, or face the same fate as your commander. I
will let you hang there.” Miranda said as she walked out closing the door behind her.
Miranda walked down the hallways her lovely toned legs showcased in the Captain’s skirt. Like steel
wrapped in silk. They were perfect and the envy of every other woman on the ship. Miranda was used to
that, she was superior in every way after all, she was just so happy that Shepard let her demonstrate it
again.
Miranda walked into the medical lab and saw a black cocoon body wrapping wiggling. She frowned
slightly, and part of her wished the person inside that cocoon did not betray her, but betrayed her he
had, and now Cerberus demanded a reckoning. One that will most assuredly raise the moral for some of
her crew mates who could not stand Jacob. He was a boy scout, the type that did not sit well with
Cerberus, a quality that Miranda endeared to for a while, until, it got in the way of having any kind of fun.
Miranda would make sure that he would be the maximum amount of fun for the most people from now
on. She was getting more excited by the second, it is safe to say sometime after Shepard challenged her
Miranda went from being kinky and assertive to downright deviant. Perhaps she was tired of working so
hard only to never call the shot, she had decided she would never take orders again. She helped the
Illusive Man because she wanted to not because he owned her. She believed in the cause, and was
even more loyal to the Illusive Man as he spent so much money and time in her wellbeing and
happiness, even protecting her sister and making sure she was well. Miranda stopped and looked at the
stasis sleep pods near the back of the ship and the asleep criminal Jack. This woman also challenged
her, part of her wanted to put her right next to Shepard, but Miranda was also calculating, and as much
as she would want to deal the Jack personally, she had a better idea. She was sure that Jack would get
her comeuppance.
Zaeed’s Pound of Flesh
She went to go check on Zaeed. Of all the wildcards still on the board that is the one scared her the
most. As good as she was, Zaeed could easily kill the whole ship. Miranda knew there still was a duty to
do. She needed him. So, she decided to take matters into her own hands and make things right.
Miranda hated to do this but she had to leave it seemed she would have to wait to enjoy her ultimate
victory, but this needed to be done. She had to make sure sure the deal was still in place.
“Ok Zaeed, you have a deal. I will bring him to here. I have his whereabouts; you do not have to leave at
all I will bring him here alive. You on the other hand enjoy our pair of lovely new addition on this ship.
She is only available to ALL loyal Cerberus members, if you accept this deal that includes you as well.”
Miranda said wagging her eyebrows with a smirk on her face.
“Bring him back alive, and do not forget the second part of your offer.” Zaeed said leaning back on his
couch as Kenzie heels clacked on the floor. She was dressed in a pair of white high heels, white
stockings and white lace negligee that concealed nothing. Kenzie’s lips were painted blood red.
“Kenzie if I hear even one complaint from him, I will make sure the next gangbang you participate in will
be comprised entirely of Vorcha. “Miranda said.
“Yes Mistress” Kenzie said with her head bowed. Kenzie’s hair had been lengthened with a nanite
solution that grew out her hair. The change made her look entirely feminine now as she had her hair in
braids.
Miranda laughed as she looked one last time to see Kenzie swaying her hips seductively as she
approached Zaeed. Miranda thought for a second that the picture of feminine sexuality was the same
cocky little shit who took her money and demeaned her crew. Miranda thought Zaeed was about to have
an amazing time. Cassie makes the best sluts. Almost the best, Miranda makes better ones she thought
Miranda headed downstairs and towards the Shuttle, this mission was going to very interesting. Miranda
smirked thinking at the way she left Shepard before leaving, her ankles tied to her wrist forcing her legs
to be spread wide open. Between her legs hummed a nuclear-powered Thresher Vibrator and a copious
amount of the arousal gel Solus made for them before leaving. The result was a moaning soggy mess
that was going to have to get used to being aroused out of her mind for the near future. Miranda felt her
sex throb in pleasure at the thought of her new slave having to endure that. She would truly break
Miranda thought, then the real fun would begin.
Wet Dreams and Wishes……
Shepard squirmed hard as she tried to reach orgasm. At three in the morning the Thresher between her
legs stopped. She caught her breath and fell asleep and for the umpteenth consecutive night she had
the same vivid dream. All she could picture was Miranda, she was fantasizing about her the way the
roundness of her ankles looks, or the way her calves’ curve behind her shins. She then started
dreaming of licking them. The visor on her head was not helping. The program left running was a series
of images entitled, “A closer look at your goddess.” The voice of Miranda pitching her voice in the most
seductive tenor she could muster.
In it showed Miranda’s nude perfect body is various poses and flying camera tracing and intricately
focusing on every curve of her body. Normally, the images would be tame, normally. Shepard on the
other hand had the most powerful vibrator in the galaxy humming to full power on top of her clit.
Miranda’s Protocol had EDI stopping it perfectly so she could not reach orgasm.
A Day Later.
Miranda had come one board with a naked shaking man in tow. A leash had been put around his cock
as Miranda in her new black sleek outfit for missions was making her way to Zaeed’s quarters. When
she finally got there she laughed. Kenzie was laid out on the couch with her behind in the air as Zaeed
was plowing into her. Kenzie was biting down and holding a couch pillow for all its worth. The woman’s
toes were curling.
Miranda got slightly aroused at the chiseled scarred form of Zaeed. The man’s tattoos had just added to
the allure. She filed him away in her mind as a potential mate. Something about him, maybe it was
practical cynical take on the world that so matched Miranda’s or maybe it was the raw intensity to which
he lived his life.
In either case the man orgasmed hard into Kenzie before finally turning and catching his breath to see
Vido Santiago, naked with the days he was born, with a cord wrapped around his balls and cock being
pulled by Miranda. The woman had the captive on his knees with her boot resting on his head pushing it
down further towards the floor.
Kenzie groaned slightly as she started feeling Zaeed’s member start to become stiff again. She
whimpered when he pulled out, as though she was truly disappointed that the combat veteran did not
want to go another round. The man had used her every chance he got for the last day and half. He felt
very good to Kenzie who simply collapsed when Zaeed pulled out. The man walked around and
presented his cock to Kenzie, who without any coaxing took his member into her mouth and proceeded
the process of cleaning him off.
Miranda simply waited patiently while Zaeed was cleaned off. In the end Zaeed looked at Miranda with
the biggest smile on his face.
“Damn if that is not the sexiest sight I have ever seen. You held up your end of the bargain, I guess I am
yours. Let’s go kill some Collectors! “, Zaeed said.
Miranda smiled as she handed over the leash, “Excellent, now that you have had your fun, I take it
Kenzie is done here. The boys on deck 3 have missed her greatly.” She spoke.
Kenzie eyes got wide, she was exhausted from the Herculean effort put forth by Zaeed while Miranda
was gone. No matter. She was most assuredly about to be applied the restoration cream Solus gave
Cerberus before leaving. She would most likely be cleaned up too, and made to dress to serve her
Cerberus crewmates.
Miranda had a guard escort Kenzie out of the room. She then smirked at what greeted her when she
entered Cassie’s cabin.
“Oh my did I interrupt something?” Miranda said waggling her eyebrows.
“No Ma’am was just trussing our piece of meat here in case she decides to not take you up on your
offer.” Cassie said crossing her legs in her chair wagging her crop in her hand as she talked.
The black stockings looked magnificent on Cassie legs, the stiletto heels looked even better and the
shiny Serrice Leather Corset looked downright devastating on her tan skin. Cassie was one hot woman.
Ashley trussed up with her hands over her head looked exhausted. It appeared that Cassie has had her
fun while Miranda was gone.
“Well missy, have you decided if you want to join us….or will you join your slut of a commander?”
Miranda said smiling brightly.
“Shepard is more a woman than you could ever hope to be cunt….I will NEVER join traitors like
yourself!” Ashley croaked out. The woman was exhausted but not broken.
Miranda tilted her head. “More of a woman you say….our dearie…..EDI show fucktoy Shepard, on
screen.”
The vidscreen on Cassie desk came to life. A picture of Shepard extending her tongue as far as she
could muster to lick the high heel shoes in front of her were shown. A count could be heard, “34, 35, 36,
37” EDI was counting each lick Shepard made upon Miranda’s high heel shoe in front of her. “Your
hero is diligently trying to lick my shoe, so she can cum like the fuckslut she is, all she is good for, and
by the time we are done with you, it will be all that your good for as well.” Miranda said as she looked at
Ashley’s form up and down.
“Cassie, you do not have to hold back anymore, I allow you to get your fun toys out now, have as much
fun as you want” Miranda said looking at Cassie and moving out.
Cassie let out an excited giggle as she clapped her hands and practically ran to her closet. She pulled a
box and snapped it open.
“Have fun slut……. I expect much more progress when I return Cassie.” Miranda said as she turned on
her heel and started to walk out of the room.
“Oh, you will Ma’am……” Cassie said in a formal manner before turning to Ashley and saying,” I am
about to destroy you slut! Time to show you your proper place”
Miranda sex tingled at the thought of what Cassie was going to do with Ashley. She was still getting
used to the formal Cerberus Captain’s uniform she was wearing. She was a meticulous individual. She
knew that Cerberus crewmen were used to their Commodore’s dressing a certain way. While she
helmed the ship she was dressing in her formal command uniform, which consisted of a mid-length
black dress, black heels (she preferred them to the standard white heels), and to top it off a black
version to the standard captain’s top. Miranda even changed her field gear to reflect her change,
originally, she was going to wear it with Shepard as a small token of appreciation of her help with
Oriana, but the woman would not stop trying to dominate her. What no one knew was that the only
reason Shepard was not currently getting gangbanged by the entire crew and not just spending time as
Miranda’s toy was the fact she DID help Oriana. Miranda was originally planning much worse.
Unfortunately for Shepard this was as merciful as her new Mistress was going to get.

Miranda got very excited when the elevator opened. She could hear the lick count go up rhythmically.
She almost creamed herself at the sight of her fine as ex commander on her knees pulling herself as
hard as she can against the taut neck chain just so she can get the proper lick of her shoe. Miranda’s
heels clacked on the floor in front of Shepard, but she did not dare look up as she was dangerously
close to achieving another successful licking set of Miranda’s shoes. Miranda bent her luscious leg
perfectly in front of Shepard and placed her high heeled foot on a pedestal in front of her, much like a
shoe shine customer places their foot on a footstool to shine. Miranda snapped her fingers and pointed
down to her shoe. Miranda hit a button on her Omni-tool and Shepard felt the chain giving her a little bit
slacker. Instead of lunging at Miranda to attack her, Shepard dove right for the shoe of Miranda and
began giving her long loving licks upon her shoe and foot. The count started echoing the room, 1, 2,3,…………..”
Across the room across the private terminal of Commodore Lawson, read a message from Jericho:
“Commodore, we have just caught our little theif that disappeared during the mutiny. You were right she
has been on our ship the entire time. She was hiding in the Cargo Hold. Also tell Tali we got a message
from the Liara T’soni evidently someone told her of your little mutiny and she is not happy. Word is she
is assembling a team to help rescue her old compatriots”
Please communicate with me on what you want to do.
Captain Jericho Walters
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