Massive Effects! (Jack Stalker and SubjectZero)

[Jack Stalker]

MASSIVE EFFECTS!​

Jacqueline, 'Jack' Nought pushed harder, her fingers wrapped in a fistful of Diana Allers hair as she held the reporter down against the metal deck tiles beneath them both. With her hair bound about her fingers and her face pressed into the cold metal deck plating, it was a simple matter for Jack to force Allers tight cunt wide open, to slide that skirt up and about her waist and drive her hard thick cock into her waiting snatch. It was nothing more than she deserved, being taken against the floor like she was a whore who deserved punishment. Jack dominated her with her body and biotics, as she indulged in the brunettes tight flesh. Allers had wanted an interview, had pestered Jack constantly for one for days... and now she was getting what she deserved for not taking no for an answer. Jack hadn't wanted to talk to her about a damn thing, but she sure as hell didn't mind the look of her, the smell of her.. or the feel of her. She'd been locked up for way too long and she needed the release, whether Allers was agreeable or not.

After virtually raping her into submission she'd found the tapes easily, Allers had been working up a meandering hatchet job on Shepard. Not cool. While Jack had no interest in the man, he had helped get her ass out of prison, and he deserved better. Allers would give him, and the rest of the ship decent coverage from now on... unless she wanted the footage Jack was filming right now to go viral. She knew that wouldn't sit well with Allers or her news corporation, her squeaky clean professional image would be tainted by the appearance that she was fucking a criminal turned crew member. It certainly wouldn't sit well with her conservative viewers either. Jack shifted, shuddering as she put a final stroke into Allers tight cunt, she felt the woman shake through an orgasm, but held back herself... she was saving her own load for someone else aboard the ship. At the same time she let slip a stream of expletives from her mouth, gasping and grunting as she fought to hold back. Her final groan was just intelligible enough for Diana to hear Jack spit a single word into her ear.

"Miraaaaaanndaa... fuck!" Jack groaned finally, shivering as she collapsed against Diana's body, pinning the slighter woman to the cold steel floor until she finally managed to collect her thoughts and drag herself to her feet. Jack stood over Diana with a confident smirk on her face as she zipped up her enormous and still throbbing cock, a beast of a member that had been genetically spliced onto her by Cerberus, way before she'd escaped their facility. She'd never wanted it, but by god it felt good to fuck it into a woman. It had not been enough to trigger an orgasm though... even with her thinking about fucking Miranda as she screwed a climax out of Allers.

She needed the real thing for that. She needed that Cerberus bitch.

After adjusting her jacket, worn over strips of white material which criss crossed her torso, and the tight fitting combat pants she wore, she continued. "I've got the data feed you were monitoring, regarding Miranda's messages to Cerberus behind Shepard's back. That should be enough to make sure she does what I say, provided she wants to stay in the commanders good books." she addressed Allers. She looked down at her handiwork one last time, before turning to leave the reporters studio area aboard the Normandy. "Oh, and you're my bitch now, Allers. I have dirt on you, on Miranda, on everyone. You stay quiet and maybe I'll ignore you in future." she said with a parting smirk and a slick gruff chuckle.

With the ship docked at Omega and most of the crew ashore on leave, together with Shepard, right now it was a bit of a ghost ship. Jack made her way through the near barren vessel to Miranda's office with a confident stride and the grin of someone who had just been fucking. She was semi lost in thought as she left the elevator, almost bumping into E.D.I as she did so. She shook her head as the droid passed her by... how many of the crew had fucked her? That was why E.D.I had a humanoid form, wasn't it? To fuck the crew? Why else bother? A few of the skeleton crew still gave her stares as she walked past, especially Chambers, not to mention most of the men. She knew what they wanted, but if they didn't have the balls to come try and take it then she would have to get back to them when she was way more desperate.

Ignoring the stares, which left no mark on her soul of her mood, she paused, only to straighten her jacket a little, before she moved to the door to Miranda's office and marched in. The fact that the cheerleading Cerberus slut had a fucking bed within sight of the door, right behind her desk, never ceased to amaze her! She didn't even have a fucking screen to shield it off from view! Jack was convinced that there was no way Miranda didn't use her sexuality to get what she wanted, it pissed Jack off... but she managed to restrain herself as she turned to lock the door, tapping out the lock code before turning back to stare at Miranda. She walked over to her desk and hopped onto it, kicking off anything that got in the way of her feet, stretched out, resting an elbow on a raised knee while her other heavily booted foot ran down the table length. She perched there a moment, before speaking.

"You and me need to have a talk, cheerleader. I got the files I asked for about my background from Shepard, but surprise, surprise... they're incomplete." she said with a glare into Miranda's eyes. "Are you holding out on me? Do you think I wasn't going to march in here and demand more? Maybe that's exactly what you wanted, you little Cerberus bitch." she snarled. Her blood raced, her Adrenalin surged. Now that she was so close to the real thing, to her flesh, her scent, those perfect lips, those eyes, she was getting hard again, her cock pulsing and swelling. it was driving jack insane with lust, furious lust. She wasn't leaving here without killing Miranda, or fucking her. "Now, are you going to give me what I fucking want, before I take it? Where are the files? In here?" she slammed down a hand on the desk. "Or back there?" she nodded towards the sleeping area and the expansive bed. She licked her lips, her gaze dropping to Miranda's, before rising back to meet her eyes. Her voice was a deep bass and her flesh was flushed from her anger, "Maybe I'll have to beat the information out of that perfect ass of yours. The one you pour into that 'fuck me' jumpsuit you insist on wearing." she added, before realising she'd admitted to thinking Miranda's ass was perfect.

Well, it was. Every inch of her looked like it had been sculpted in a gym, or a lab, to make someone want to fuck her. Jack was no more immune than anyone else, but unlike the rest of the crew, she wasn't going to back off until she had what she wanted. "Maybe you'll give me what I want if I mention Allers... and the files she intercepted? Yo know the one's, the one's between you and the Illusive man?" she finished, sliding her leg up and arching it around and over Miranda's head as she turned and slid forwards on the desk until she was sat bracketing Miranda's position, a leg either side of her chair, teetering on the desks edge, looking down at her. "Get up. I want to see what you've got back there... unless you have a better suggestion?" she snarled, fucking Miranda with her eyes, before throwing another glance to that bed.

 

[SubjectZero]

Miranda Lawson sighed as she typed away at her computer and continued to file her weekly report to Cerberus. It was a pointless process that truly made her eyes rolled but the Illusive Man wanted his updates. Even if nothing had truly happened between last week and this week. Regardless she served him and Cerberus both so she was going to do what was asked of her, even if she was bored out of her mind. It wasn’t easy being known as the illusive man’s “lapdog” especially since she assumed many people thought that meant she was sexually involved with the man. A thought that made her skin crawl and annoyed her to no end every time Jack commented on it.

Thinking of Jack, the former prisoner was truly something else. How could someone be so ignorant, repulsive and downright arrogant? It took everything she had to keep herself in check around her and Shepard wasn’t making it easy on her. How could humanity’s greatest hero be so thick headed? Did they really need Jack on their team? What did she bring to the table? Sure, she was a powerful bionic but did that really matter when she could barely work with a team? If you asked Miranda, Jack was a liability and things would only end badly for the team if she was kept on the ship.

And yet, no matter how much she despised Jack she couldn’t stop herself from thinking about her. There was something about the other woman that had Miranda weak in the knees. Was it the tattoos? The foul mouth? Or was it the way that Jack didn’t seem to care about who Miranda was? Honestly Miranda didn’t know the answer but she did know that this was becoming an issue for her. It was getting harder and harder to control her growing arousal for the former inmate. She knew of the rumors about Jack and various other members of the ship.

How they would sneak down to her lair and let her fuck them senseless. She also knew of Jack’s “extra equipment” and frankly she was disgusted by it. Not so much the “equipment” itself but the fact that Jack had been subjected to such a thing. Miranda did feel sympathetic for the other woman in that regard, since she too had been a victim of genetic manipulation. At least her father had done it for “love” or “pride.” Jack didn’t have such luxury, she had simply been picked for some cruel reason or another. Even still that didn’t excuse all of Jack’s issues or her behavior.

It also didn’t stop Miranda from developing lewd thoughts on the matter. Like how it would taste upon her tongue or how it would feel to slide it inside her tight and barely used asshole. For weeks now these erotic thoughts have grown more and more intense, with each passing day driving the specialist further into insanity. The only way to combat such an infection of the mind had been relieving herself of the infliction. This meant she would sneak off after their arguments and fuck herself into blissful agony until she was squirting all over. During the first week of her “infection” it had been once a day, then twice a day during the second week. Now on the third week she had been doing it on average three times a day. It was exhausting yet surprising rewarding as it helped her get along better with Jack. At least a little bit but the angry and sexual tension between them hadn’t gone unnoticed.

She wasn’t a fool, she knew how everyone stared at her and Jack was no different. Except for the fact that Miranda was almost certain that Jack didn’t look away even when she was caught looking. It was cute in a way but even that had only so much novelty. Eventually like everything else, it grew dull for her. She needed more so she provided certain “opportunities” such as bending over more around Jack or wearing a tighter suit. Things that would undoubtedly have the other bionic staring at her and thinking lewd thoughts. Part of Miranda’s more dark side hoped that the teasing would result in some kind of prison like “rape” for herself. Where Jack would have enough and take her without asking for permission, not like she had to ask anyway.

She imagined how Jack might pin her to a wall or the floor and tear her suit open. She imagined how Jack would probably fuck her raw and without remorse. How the former criminal would claim every part of Miranda’s perfectly made body for herself and to make her into the perfect piece of fuckable meat. Even thinking about it now, Miranda was growing wet with need as a hand creeped down to rub between her legs. She bit her lip and held back a moan before ripping her hand away. Quickly she brought it back up to her computer and typed in a command before leaning back in her chair.

On display in front of her was a live video of Jack’s room, where she could see Jack fucking that big tit reporter that had been hounding her for an interview. With the new inspiration before her, Miranda began once again rubbing herself as her other hand came up to unzip her suit. Carefully she tugged it down until her breasts were free, allowing her to grab one and fondle it. Normally she would have been wearing a bra but lately she avoided wearing underwear. Since it would often get in the way of her alone time. Even still she gently rolled the nipple between her fingers as she tugged on it and humped her hand.

Unfortunately she wouldn’t be able to finger herself but the simulation to her folds through the suit was enough. Since the show in front of her was so damn intoxicating. As she watched the reporter get fucked, she pictured herself in her place. She thought about how good it would feel to be used in such a degrading way. She needed it and she would eventually have it. For now she’d settle on just watching and would be content with that. Until it was that she heard Jack moan something that made her eyes widen in disbelief.

"Miraaaaaanndaa... fuck!" Jack had said as she collapsed down onto the reporter. For a moment Miranda was too stunned to think but as the minutes passed by, she slowly regained herself. As she watched Jack stand up and fix her clothing, Miranda listened closely to what was said next.

“I've got the data feed you were monitoring, regarding Miranda's messages to Cerberus behind Shepard's back. That should be enough to make sure she does what I say, provided she wants to stay in the commanders good books." Jack told the reporter before Miranda sat up and shut off the feed. Nervously she chewed her bottom lip for a moment before she smirked and licked her lips. Perhaps there was an opportunity here after all. If Jack tried confronting her about the messages then she could certainly use that as blackmail. Even if Miranda didn’t care for Shepard knowing, Jack didn’t have to know that.

This way Miranda could finally scratch that itch deep inside her and say she only did it because she had no other choice. It was a win win for her so happily she cleaned herself up and waited for Jack’s arrival. When she finally arrived minutes later, Miranda pretended to ignore her until the punk sat on her desk and knocked nearly everything to the floor.

“What the hell is wrong with you?” Miranda asked as she crossed her arms and finally looked up at her. When Jack asked at he missing files, Miranda rolled her eyes and crossed her legs.

“I have the rest of them but you’re not getting them yet. It’s best if you are exposed to the information in slow doses. We wouldn’t want to cause you a breakdown.” She lied as she kept eye contact with her, not looking away even when she noticed the slight twitching between Jack’s legs. When Jack made the comment about fighting her, Miranda just shook her head. However even she couldn’t hold back the blush on her cheeks as Jack mentioned her ass.

“You wouldn’t be able to get anything out of me Jack, just be grateful you’ve gotten anything. You’re not entitled to the truth, none of us are. Now get out of my room.” She said as she went to stand before Jack mentioned the secret files to the illusive man. That momentary made her stop in her tracks as her heart started to race. It was also at this point that she began to notice a lot more, like Jack’s musky scent or her strong arms. She noticed the obvious bulge in her pants and she noticed the way Jack’s eyes were undressing every inch of her. Even though she knew this was on its way, she hadn’t had time to truly prepare for it.

“What? How did you….” Miranda started to trail off before she gave Jack a look of disgust.

“I’m not turning around for you, just so you can stare at my ass. I’m not one of your little cell mates that you can just blackmail.” She said as she stood up and got in Jack’s face, bionics flaring up as she did. After a moment of intense eye contact, she lowered her defenses and sighed before turning around. Using the chair for support, she leaned against it before sticking her ass out to Jack. Allowing her to see every curve of that perfect peach shaped ass.

“Now give me the flies.” She said as she went to stand back up straight

 

[Jack Stalker]

Jack had a cocky arrogant smirk on her face, as she sat on the desk facing the Cerberus slut. She knew that the crew wouldn't dare enter, not with the cheerleader and the 'tattooed freak' going at it with one another, not even E.D.I, and Shepard wasn't aboard either, which meant any dispute would and could only be settled by the two women.

Her cock was raging hard right now, and the bulging swollen length of it stretched down her combats, unmissable as it virtually pulsed beneath the fabric. Usually the cause of such excitement was murder, killing and mayhem, Jack had been hard wired to get off on violence. It fuelled her, fed her senses and emotions, made her so hard she almost creamed out her underwear with the froth seeping from her fat cock head. That had all changed when she had boarded the Normandy... now she was hard, almost constantly, not because she was fighting or killing, but because she was thinking about Miranda. The woman was like a drug, an addiction, a craving she couldn't get rid of.

Jack had never felt so constantly aroused, not even on her worst and most violent killing spree... and she knew that killing Miranda would not satisfy that craving... but something would. There was something that would satisfy her, at least to some degree.

And that was fucking her raw!

At first Jack had missed having her cunt, but in time she'd trained herself to get almost as much pleasure from having her ass penetrated. She didn't miss her cunt anymore, not after discovering the sensations that could shudder through her penis, exploding forth from her balls to quiver along its fat girth and enormous length whenever she ejaculated. No, nothing could compare to that pleasure and she hungered for it, hungered for the opportunity to fuck hot women... and Miranda, indisputably, was the hottest woman on board, arguably in the entire fucking sector! Thinking about her left Jack delirious, waking in a hot sweat in the middle of the night cycle, forced to jerk off until she painted some dark corner of the engineering sub bay she was sleeping in with hot sticky ropes of her cum. Miranda, it was all Miranda's fault... and she was going to make her pay.

Fuck, this close she could feel the heat from Miranda's body, could make out the hint of nipples through her sprayed on body suit. She could smell her unique scent, see the moistness of her lips, feel her breath, bear witness to every creak of leather and plastic, hear the way her body moved and feast on the rising and falling of her breast as she sat devouring her with her eyes. Jack openly raped her with her gaze, unashamedly eye fucking her without regret or guilt as she spread her legs in front of her. Jack licked her lips, subconsciously biting her lower lip for a few moments as she fantasized about Miranda's not only perfect body, but her voice, her hair, her entire being. The woman was a template for the greatest fuck toy ever made. E.D.I was a pale competitor compared to Miranda's hot flesh... and if there was anyone aboard who had a chance to enjoy Miranda, other than perhaps Shepard, it was Jack.

And she intended to enjoy every fucking inch of her.

Jack could feel her biotic energy bristling about her, rippling along her skin, sparking through her veins as she looked at Miranda. The Cerberus slut was no slouch with her own Biotic skills, but Jack was the result of Billions in experimentation, she was the most powerful biotic in the galaxy as far as she was concerned... and while no woman alive could compete with Miranda's beauty no one alive could compete with the strength of Jack's biotic energy. Energy she could have used to rip open Miranda's suit with a simple thought if she wanted to.

Jack gave Miranda a cocky crooked grin as she crossed her legs and arms, after Jack had swept her desk clean and commandeered it as her chair. The blush on her cheek was surprising, unexpected, and signalled to Jack that maybe the little cheerleader needed this. A perfect body like that, maybe it needed a good fuck every so often... and who among the crew would even be up to the challenge? Certainly they'd have to be a titan when it came to stamina and endurance, just like Jack was. "I'm not going to breakdown, you little bitch. Reading is a lot less painful that the bullshit your scientists put me through." she snarled.

"I'm not just after the truth, I'm after a religious experience." she chuckled. Jack developed her crooked grin into a shit eating wide smile, as she saw the reaction to her threat to expose her with Diana Allers files. If Miranda wanted to keep Shepard eating out of her hands like a lovesick puppy, then she had to play ball... and Jack would be after way more than just her files. Her eyes drew level for a moment with Miranda's tits as she stood up, perfectly sized to be manhandled, pinched, mauled and sucked on. She did show some confusion as Miranda continued. By 'back there' she'd meant Miranda's bedroom area and whatever files she kept there in secret... Miranda seemed to think she was talking about her ass. Whatever, it wasn't exactly a loss.

She snorted, standing up as Miranda bent forwards. "I'm not blackmailing you to look at that perfect ass, you Cerberus slut." she growled, slapping Miranda's ass with a resounding THWACK! The palm of her hand stung, even through the suit, reddening the flesh beneath for a brief moment. She licked her lips and squeezed Maranda's right ass cheek, feeling the firm tautness of it as her nails scratched against the material. "I intend to do a lot more than just look, and you fucking know it." she spat the words out in an eager and hungry tone, her cock was painfully hard now and tenting her combats at the closeness of Miranda's ass. She'd waited too long for this and the exhilaration was intoxicating.

Jacks left hand lashed out and grasped a fistful of Miranda's hair, bunching it between her fingers as she took control of her head. Her right hand eased around her to momentarily stroke against her mound, then she slid her fingers up Miranda's body, slowly, savouring the warmth of her penetrating her suit. Her groping molesting fingertips teased against her abs, up between her tits, squeezing and grasping at them, until they reached the fastener for her suit. grasping it she slid it down with a single quick and violent motion, exposing Miranda's tits in a second. They were tits which Jack immediately grasped at. Flesh against flesh, the feeling of heat was overwhelming and Jack gasped as her fingers and thumb captured and rolled a hard nipple between them, before tugging on it.

The hard nub was distended, pulled away from Miranda's body until it snapped free to vibrate back against her chest. Jack wasted little time, sliding her fingers down Miranda's now exposed torso, until they sank beneath her suit and stretched out to tease at her mound. Squashed in between fabric and skin, Jack teased part Miranda's cunt flaps, pushing through the forest of hairs which smothered her unkempt mound. "God damn... mmmmmmmh." she groaned then hissed as her digit violated Miranda's tight cunt, savouring her first feel of it with a sick grin and a widening of her eyes. So tight. So deep. She was going to enjoy stretching her with her monstrous cock for sure. "You dirty little fuck, it's like a fucking jungle down there." she snorted mockingly.

She pushed her thumb against Miranda's clit, while using two fingers to splay apart the hairy folds of her cunny, her middle finger stroked into the exposed crease and sank into her now bared quim. Jack began to fuck her slowly with her finger, while pushing up against her to let her feel the weight and heft of her still clothed cock, as it forced itself against her through two layers of clothing. Her middle finger was engulfed in wet heat and her hot breath washed against the back of Miranda's neck as she leaned over her, forcing her to bend against the chair.

"Now, cheerleader, listen the fuck up. There's no Shepard to protect you now, no Illusive 'daddy', no one. Now you can play along, or I'll shred your suit and everyone will know that you've been fucking in here... and Shepard wouldn't like that, would he? No one would. Hell, I bet even Daddy Cerberus would be pissed that his personal fuck toy let herself get bested by the freak experiment." she grunted. "I know why you were assigned here, to keep everyone aroused, distracted, hungry for you... and not paying attention to your spying." she snorted derisively. "Well, now we know that you want to keep your rep as queen bitch intact, something that won't wash with the crew if they think you got raped by some crim like me, we know that you need to do what I tell you if you want those files... if you want to stay in respected." she grinned, squeezing a second finger into Miranda's cunt and starting to fuck her with the improvised phallus.

"Now, cheerleader, what I want first is your sweat, your moans and your cum spewing all over my fingers." she tilted her head and tugged on Miranda's hair, yanking back her head and bringing her lips to her right ear. She sucked on the lobe, before teasing it with her lips, then squeezing it between her teeth until she was ready to let it tug free. Her cock was a baton of Iron, wedged against Miranda's ass, throbbing through her combats, while her cunt fucking hand worked at her slit, two fingers methodically pumping in and out of her, while her thumb massaged away at her clit hood. "Now... tell me you want it. You were given that perfect body for one reason... to fuck... and you know what cheerleader?" she licked the side of Miranda's neck, then bit her, sucking at her skin to leave a blossoming love bite. "There's no one aboard better at fucking than me... now... grind that cunt against my fingers and tell me you want it, until you fucking come! I want to feel you flood all the way down to my fucking wrist... do it good and maybe you'll get those files sooner, rather than later." she hissed finally, drunk on a mix of arrogance and overconfidence.

 

[SubjectZero]

Thinking back on it, perhaps Miranda should have given Jack her files. It would have been the right thing to do but part of her wanted Jack to suffer. To be left pissed off and annoyed as she was so close to the truth yet so far away. However another part of Miranda had kept the files a secret in order to manipulate the former criminal. A plan that was clearly now "backfiring" on her. Although if Miranda was anything, it was an opportunist. She would use this situation to her advantage, in one way or another. That was of course if she survived whatever Jack had planned, which knowing her could be anything. Though Miranda had a pretty good idea of what it was that she wanted to do, especially as the tent in Jack's pants became sparklingly more and more visible.



When Jack's bionic energy lightly crackled within her veins, Miranda's own energy stuttered in response. It had only been for a moment but it had been enough to send an instant wave of sensation to her core. Which began to hum to life like some sort of omega relay. How could such a body make her own respond in such a way? Even now her heart began to beat slightly faster as her fingertips lightly twitched, like a junky with a happy trigger finger. She steadied herself and her nerves as Jack went on about her "religious" experience. Which resulted in another eye roll from Miranda as she chewed on her bottom lip. Did Jack always talk this much? Probably so but maybe it was just that Miranda was impatient at the moment. Either way she did what she thought Jack was asking for and turned around.



It was only after the sudden slap to her perfect ass did Miranda realize that her theory had been correct, Jack was here for a lot more than a peak. "What the hell do you think you're doing?" She asked as she turned her head back enough to glare at her. In that moment Miranda's eyes didn't betray her, they were cold and unforgiving even as her insides were melting away with carnal desire.

Part of the thrill was the idea of being taken without permission so she couldn't have Jack thinking she was enjoying this. At least not yet but perhaps in due time.



Before Miranda could follow up with another question, Jack began squeezing her ass and she momentarily lost her train of thought. Allowing Jack to follow up with her own answer as her voice got lower and more primitive. This made Miranda's insides coil up and blaze to an inferno as she mentally used her bionics to keep herself standing straight. She couldn't afford to show weakness so soon, even as Jack grabbed her hair and forced a moan from her lips. Which was followed up by a series of grunts and light fidgeting as her body was "molested" under Jack's touch. "Get your damn hands off me." She spat with such venom that anyone else would have backed off but she had a feeling it only inspired Jack to continue.



Of course that's exactly what Jack did as she moved her hand up to the fastener of Miranda's suit and began undoing it. Surprisingly she was thankful for such a thing as despite years of wearing this suit, it was suddenly becoming unbearably hot and claustrophobic. Unfortunately the heat didn't die down and if anything it only got worse as Jack's hand began grasping at her chest. Unapologetically Jack began groping Miranda's doughy chest before she found a hardened nipple and tugged on it. Earning another stiff moan from the specialist as sweat began to form on her brow.



She fought relentlessly to ignore the dominating pressure in her chest and in her groan as Jack's hand sunk lower. As it passed her bush, Miranda whimpered and blush before cursing under her breath as Jack's finger found purchase. Within her molting cunt, Miranda's pink walls grasped desperately at the invading finger as she let out a far higher pitch cry. One that very few people had ever heard. Yet it didn't stop there as Jack's taunting words sent an unholy shiver up her spine at the mention of her bush. Such vulgar language was making Miranda light headed as she reached down to grip the chair arms for balance.



Even that was barely enough to keep her afloat as Jack's thumb slipped passed her throbbing clit and two fingers spread her folds wide open. When that thick middle finger pushed inside, Miranda squeezed tightly around it before she grunted as Jack's throbbing cock hotdogged between her thick asscheeks. She wanted to say something but she couldn't find the words as everything was moving so fast around her. Even the breathe on the back of her neck was making her unravel as she finally moved a hand back to grab at Jack's leg. Not to push her away but to use her as a support as she was further bent forward.



Every word fell into Miranda's ears with such intensity that her eyes rattled in her skull. At this rate she wouldn't be able to deny her enjoyment for much longer. Something had to give or she could rise losing everything. With as must strength as she could muster, she choked out the words, "Don't you dare…" before she let out a heavy moan and leaned into Jack's touch. With the addition of the second finger, Miranda's brain began to boil while she attempted to focus on Jack's voice. However everything felt like she was in a tunnel as Jack's words bounce aimlessly inside her head. Not even the tugging of her earlobe could snap her back to reality as her senses were short circuited.



After what felt like an eternity, Miranda was finally able to piece herself back together before once again crumbling as Jack added a second finger. This new pace was far more like Jack than the previous one had been. An unrelenting storm of pure adrenaline and arousal that seemed to grow more intense as Miranda's body craved all that she could give. If Miranda's sexual desire was a blackhole then Jack was an unlimited power source that even the collectors would be envious of. Jack's words may have held truth in them after all, was she really the only one who could truly satisfy Miranda?



There was really only one way to find out. Using a skill she pick up years ago, Miranda used her own bionics to send a feedback signal to Jack's bionics. This resulted in a small but effective blast of bionic energy to course through Jack's hand and blow apart the front of her suit. Exposing the front of her naked body to the other woman, which was covered in sweat. Causing her abs to shine as her hairy pussy was effortlessly fucked into submission. Juices were running down her thick thighs and her needy cunt was constantly spasming around Jack's fingers. Miranda's eyelids were heavy as she looked down and watched herself get finger fucked.



She would even spread her legs as far as she could in the chair and rub her ass up against that intimidating length. Soon after that she was actively grinding against Jack's fingers as she tilted her neck back and rolled her eyes to the ceiling. This was far better than any fantasy she had and it was only getting started. After a few more minutes, Miranda's orgasm slowly began to build as she was panting and moaning like a back alley omega slut. The scent of her arousal began to fill the room as her heart pounded against her rib cage. All it would take was a little more and she would be thrown over the edge.



Should she really give Jack the satisfaction of making her cum? Hell what was she thinking, it didn't matter what she thought because Jack was taking it regardless. With a few more words of praise and humiliation as well as a few more powerful thrusts, Miranda found herself cumming. It was the most intense and mind numbing orgasm she had ever experienced. She was shaking, crying and throwing bionic energy everywhere as her needy cunt squirted all over Jack's tattooed hand. There was so much juices in fact that Miranda was able to squirt all over the chair, down hee thighs/legs and onto the floor before falling forward into the chair.



"Fuccckkkk…." She let out as she was still spasming in Jack's hands.

 

[Jack Stalker]

Cerberus was a monstrous, evil, despised organisation, run by a man drunk on his own ego who liked to mess with women... but one thing was impossible to deny, they knew what to do with their money and power. Miranda was a perfect choice for an enticing fuck doll, and the work they had done on Jack? Sometimes she almost felt grateful for having a cock, for having been mutilated by Cerberus. They'd given her a more accessible source of pleasure, so as to be easily and quickly aroused as an incentive for her to obey them. She was especially grateful at times like this, when she had access to a hot beautiful woman like Miranda. Her cock was bulging, while her fingers worked the wet heat between the C-Sluts thighs, her body bent and dominated in her own god damn office as Jack savoured every stroke of her digits, every massaging circle of her thumb, every thrust three knuckles deep into her sucking cunny as she leaned over her. She was heating up fast and couldn't even recall when she had been so turned on by another person.

She had snorted at Miranda's initial retort. "What am I doing? Whatever the fuck I want. Now that I'm free I do whatever the fuck I want, no one's going to make me do anything else ever again. I see a cunt like you who so obviously needs a fucking... and I'm going to make them whimper!" she hissed, showing no mercy as she began to increase the speed of her violating finger thrusts, before she eased off and stopped as she massaged Miranda's clit with her thumb, rough and ragged motions as she worked to indulge herself. She could feel Miranda squirm and shift against her as she dominated the woman, fucking her cunt with crude strokes and movements and hissing as waves of pleasure assaulted her. She wondered if Shepard had had the pleasure yet? Maybe Miranda's 'shipboard virginity' had been taken by Jack? That though sent another surge of pleasure shivering through her, as she indulged herself.

Jack's own eye's flared as Miranda looked at her. "You've had it too good, too easy, since you came aboard, I'll bet." she seethed. "The crew all fawning over you, fucking you with their eyes, jerking off in their bunks to your sweet ass, thinking that you were off limits, maybe the property of Shepard and not to be touched." she started. She shook her head, pumping away methodically in Miranda's cunt. "No... this is one time you don't get to just mess with a passenger, a crewman. This time you are going to have to give it up bitch. Ha ha ha ha... this is one incident you won't have the guts to report to your 'daddy', the Illusive man. You won't have the guts to tell him how his prize operative got raped like a common slut, because she was cock teasing the wrong person." said Jack. "You know I've got a cock, right? You must do, you likely think you know everything about me... but there's one thing you don't know... how many time's I can come in a day... don't worry, if you're lucky you'll find out." she chuckled under her breath, as she continued to viciously finger bang Miranda's tight sucking cunny.

Biotic energy flared around Jack as she was told to get off Miranda. "Sure, I'll get off, but not in the way you mean. I'm going to get off on fucking you, making you wail... and I'll also get off you by getting inside you, bitch." she openly laughed, twisting and twirling her fingers as she demonstrated her fiery and eager dominance. She crudely forced a third finger into Miranda's tight fuck hole, as she drilled her bunched digits into her, stretching her, forcing her to expand and deform. After all she didn't want to accidentally tear her apart when it was time to use more than just her hand to defile her.

Miranda's moans of obvious pleasure, laced with distaste and an arrogant denial, made Jack cream herself, a flood of frothing pre cum saturating her pants as she toyed with Miranda. She nestled her mouth against the side of her throat, letting out a moan of excitement and pleasure as well, kissing, licking and sucking on Miranda's unblemished flesh, leaving her sporting undeniable hickeys she would have to conceal, lest she confess she had been violated by the very woman she saw as a despicable criminal and ne'er-do-well. "Fuck yes... that's it Miranda." she commented with amusement, enjoying the resistance and pushback as she drove her fingers into her sucking quim to the root.

"All that resistance... and yet your tight Cerberus cunt is soaking. You're wet Miranda. Did I get lucky, were you fingering yourself to Shepard before I walked in... or do you just get off on the rough treatment? You stuck up princess cheerleader types are all the same. 'No, no, no...' until you get someone with the balls to give you a hard fucking, like you deserve, then your cunt takes over and you cream up nice. You can say no all you want you filthy Cerberus slut, but your cunt? Your cunt is saying yes... you feel that? 'Yes, yes, yes...'" she took a drunken level of delight in plundering Miranda's viciously tight snatch, slurping and sucking sounds beginning to filter into the room as she fingered her narrow slit.

Miranda's hand on Jack's leg brushed against the monstrous erection that was confined there, causing Jack to jolt, pushing against her and growling in a deep bass as she pulled on her hair, yanking it back, forcing Miranda's body to arch as she thrust faster and faster into her sopping slot for a few moments. "I'm going to christen this room with your moans and cunt cream, bitch. Hell, I'm going to christen a lot of places aboard, before all the crew get back from shore leave. After all, you can order them away from wherever the fuck I tell you to, can't you? Give us all the privacy we need." she chuckled, then gasped at the raw heat enveloping her fingers, as she screwed her bunched digits into Miranda's inviting sheath.

"I don't 'dare', you little bitch, I 'do'. Do or die, do or dare." she hissed. God, she wanted to molest Miranda's tits, pull her hair, finger fuck her cunt, thrum her clit. She wished she had more hands... then again in a way she did have more hands! She focused her biotic energy, grasping at Miranda's breasts. She squeezed them, her rippling waves of crackling biotic force tugging on the nipples as she continued to feast on Miranda's cunt. Then she felt Miranda's biotics clash with her own and the white suit unravelled. "Dumb bitch, you'll need a change of suit now, luckily I know you have one back there." she gruffly remarked, but welcomed the extra feel of flesh as she pulled her fingers from Miranda's cunt momentarily. She used her hand to smear fuck juice up over her abs, across her belly to her tits. She switched her Biotic field to Miranda's cunt, sending throbbing vibrations through her clit and soaked cunt lips, while indulging herself with a more 'hands on' approach to playing with the woman's tits.

She could feel Miranda's cunt quivering, spewing out juices to streak the inside of her thighs. Looking down and leaning back she could see the evidence of her forced arousal plastering her flesh, her body forced to respond to Jacks rape of her tiny cunt.

"Yessss...." Jacks single word was drawn out and filled with primal arousal, a victory cry as Miranda bent against her, pushed back against her member, then ground herself onto Jacks feasting fingers. "There's the truth of it you bitch. Your body wants it, your flesh wants it... your cunt wants it. I bet you want it all, don't you? A bitch like you, you wouldn't be happy with just some fingers drilling you open, no fucking way." Jack growled, but still made no attempt to draw the zip of her combats down, in order to pull out her steel hard shaft. No, she wasn't ready for that yet, instead she just focused on Miranda's tits, torturing the nipples with twists and distending squeezing tugs. Her Biotics hummed against Miranda's cunt... until she swapped again, committing her power to her tits, while her eager fingers and thumb returned to work on Miranda's simmering core. She played her, teasing and fucking her crease as though 'rape someone until they like it' were a skill and she was a fucking master of it. "You're creaming up good. I bet you taste like fucking honey." she snorted out a humorous chuckle.

As Miranda's gasps and moans intensified, Jack played her like an instrument, torturing her with frenzied thrusts, followed by slower more sedate thrusting. "I could have just held you down with my Biotics. Cuffed your hands behind your back and fucked you hard with my big fat 'courtesy of Cerberus' cock... but I wanted you to feel it, this first time, to feel what I can do to you... and to know, to know that I can do it to you whenever the fuck I want." she grinned, continuing to edge Miranda, then ease back, "I can come in here and fuck you Miranda. Fuck you whenever and however I want... and you can't do shit about it, until you feed me every god damn file on the ship, including the secret ones on you. I want to know everything about you, just like you know everything about me." she hissed.

Jack almost strangled Miranda's throbbing clit with short strands of her cunt hair, her circling motion curling it against the nub, a hundred tiny hair bristling against the nub. At the same time she drank in every sight, sound and smell. "You stink, you know that Miranda? You stink of sex, you stink of want, you stink of need... I like that stench of arousal, it gets me so fucking hard." she groaned, then shifted her hand from Miranda's hair to tear down her the top of her suit, kissing her shoulder as she tugged away the shredded portion of her jumpsuit, leaving her entire torso bare naked, her legs still mostly covered by the hex patterned white shroud of material.

Then suddenly Jack felt Miranda stiffen and start to orgasm, gasping as the woman virtually pissed her orgasm all over Jack and herself. "Holy fuck... you're coming like a fucking geyser!" she exclaimed, intensifying her thrusting and driving her fourth finger into Miranda's cunt to partially fist her through her climax, watching her fluids and secretions pour forth to splatter against her inner thighs, jacks forearm and the floor. The sucking, squelching sounds of obscene sex filled the room and she moaned out as she drilled Miranda through her orgasm from start to finish. Half way she pulled her fingers free, tore away the fabric surrounding her ass and dropped to her knees. Her rough brutal fingers dug into Miranda's firm buttocks, leaving scratches through her skin as she pried her ass cheeks apart and drove her face forwards. She buried her nose and mouth against Miranda's spluttering crease, licking and lapping as she drank in part of the spewing climax, grinning as Miranda came on her face. Eventually when the waterfall of pleasure started to subside she shifted to trace her tongue up and down the trails of girlish cum which plastered Miranda's inner thighs, before standing up and licking her lips. "Mmmmm... yeah... just like fucking honey." she quipped in a cocky confident tone.

She dragged Miranda around by her hair, pulling her up so she could plant a wet sloppy kiss on her lips, tonguing her mouth and forcing her to taste her own heavenly cunt. "Damn bitch, did Cerberus teach you to come like that? If so maybe they aren't all bad. You might have a convert here!" she snorted, half jokingly. She span Miranda around to face her bedroom area, then slapped her ass, THWACK, THWACK, THWACK... a few hard smacks rained down on each cheek, leaving them quivering, each forced her away, before Jack pulled her back by her hair, until she finally pushed her away with a loud resonating THWACK!, which left a glowing red palm print on Miranda's taut ass.

"I want you in my crib, below engineering, with my files. Let's say... fifteen minutes? Every minute you're late get's you a slap on that sweet, sweet ass of yours, bitch." she laughed. "And since you need to change, I want you in that black outfit of yours.... you're not a 'virgin' anymore, after all." she laughed again. She adjusted herself in the reflection from a nearby monitor, then walked to the door. "Don't keep me waiting, bitch." were her parting words, as she unlocked the door and left. She snarled aggressively at a couple of mousy crewwomen passing through the area, as she moved towards the elevators with a cocky swagger, occasionally sucking on a finger as she simmered with anticipation, eager to get to her bunk and await Miranda's arrival. Sitting down on her bunk she grinned while she waited, contemplating all the things she was going to do with her new toy...

 

[SubjectZero]

If anyone were to see Miranda right now, they wouldn’t know what to think. The specialist was in a position that no one could ever imagine her in. Not only because it was unexpected and unimaginable but also because it was with Jack. Who could have imagined that she of all people would be finger fucking the hell out of Miranda while she was bent over a chair like a common whore? The only people who could have truly imagined this was probably the two of them and even they probably didn’t imagine things would go this way.

Mainly because they each had their own fantasy of the event and it seemed unlikely that it was exactly as they thought it would be. Nevertheless that didn’t stop them, as they continued to make their own unique experience together. Involving a series of moves that even Miranda was unfamiliar with, like how Jack was able to use her bionics to create hands. Hands that would grope and molest her while Jack’s real hands were otherwise busy elsewhere.

Or like how moments prior, one of Jack’s hands had three whole fingers inside Miranda’s needy snatch and was finger fucking it to oblivion. There was also the moment that Jack had left a series of bites, licks and hickies along Miranda’s neck as well as her shoulders. Marking her with a signature that only they could understand, a signature that would remind Miranda who she belonged to. Another big moment was when Jack’s hands returned to her tits and began playing with them as the bionic energy assaulted her dripping pussy. It felt better than any toy on the market with the way the vibrations worked over her aching clit. She felt so damn good and she wanted more.

She especially wanted that fat cock, she was craving it like she was craving air. Which she was getting very little of as her body barely had time to catch its breath. In her head she was begging on repeat to be fucked hard and to be kissed by the other woman. She wanted to feel Jack take her in every way imaginable and she wanted load after load stuffed into her warm wet pussy. Would Jack get off knowing she’d be the first to cum inside her? To take her in a way that no other lover had done before. Perhaps at some point Miranda would tell her or maybe she’d even beg not to be creampied since she’d be worried about getting pregnant.

Despite the fact that it was impossible for her to get knocked up. At least based on what she knew of her father’s tampering with her genetics. However that didn’t stop her from developing a breeding kink and surprising Jack was at the top of that fantasy list. “I’m not his damn lapdog.”

She said as she was dangerously close to that first orgasm of the night, with eyes shut tightly as she continued. “Stop bringing him up…” Miranda demanded as she grabbed onto Jack’s hands and held them against her chest for a moment before she let go.
“Try and rationalize this anyway you want, you sick fuck.” She said as Jack continued to throw out vulgar insults, claiming that her “body and cunt” wanted this. Despite that being the case, Miranda obviously wasn’t going to admit it so easily. Though it seemed that her theory about Jack was correct, the former criminal was getting off to the idea of molesting her.

If she could keep her wits about her then maybe that could be an advantage. Unfortunately that seemed far more difficult than she cared to admit since Jack seemed to be some kind of sex crazed fanatic. The tattooed bionic was doing things to her that Miranda didn’t even know were possible, like for example using her own bush to fuck her clit. In all honesty it was a bit strange but she found it erotic all the same. Once Jack’s bionics swapped back up and she felt those fingers again, Miranda let out a satisfied sigh of approval as she soaked Jack’s fingers in juices.

Upon hearing the idea of Jack just coming into her room and fucking her anytime she wanted, Miranda’s pussy throbbed happily in response. She really was a disgusting slut wasn’t she? “Like hell you would, I’m not some…p-personal sex…t-toy for you.” Miranda spat out unconvincingly as she was arriving to her orgasm. Still what really set her off was the mention of how she smelled. Something about the imagery of her body reeking of sex and sweat had her cumming in no time. Would Jack sniff her? Would she be allowed to sniff her own scent off Jack’s cock after she fucked her? There were so many questions like that dancing around in her head that Miranda was getting a little dizzy.

Although that might actually be because she just squirted gallons of juices all over the place. Okay it probably wasn’t gallons but it sure felt like it. Admittedly the sensation of cumming that much was quickly lost to her as Jack added a fourth finger and continued to fuck her through her orgasm. Truthfully what followed next had to be her favorite part so far. When Jack dropped to her knees and spread her asscheeks apart, the specialist blush as her tight asshole winked at the criminal before her sloppy pussy smeared juices all over that handsome face.

It was embarrassing and also so damn inebriating that Miranda’s tongue stuck out and she moaned so loud that anyone walking by would have heard it. Convincing Jack that she didn’t enjoy that would be impossible but hopefully Jack wouldn’t say anything about it, only time would tell. As the other woman stood back up, Miranda tried to catch her breath but found herself unable to as her hair was pulled. She was then forced to kiss Jack and she did so without a single complaint. In fact she put a considerable amount of effort into that kiss before she was spun back around.

With a few nicely placed slaps to her ass, Miranda was pushed forward towards her bedroom until she was suddenly ripped backwards by the hair. Subsequently she was then pushed forward with one last slap to the ass, leaving each cheek sporting a series of handprints. Sadly before any more fun could be had, Jack told Miranda her plan and left. Leaving the Cerberus slut to her own aching and throbbing body. Using as much strength as she could, she walked over to her bedroom and began getting changed. After she was fully dressed, she went over to her chair and sat down.

If Jack was truly going to spank her ass for every minute she was late then thirty minutes should equal plenty of slaps. The most difficult part was waiting long enough as her body was screaming at her to get down to Jack’s room. Instead she stayed and took her time until she felt like it was time to go. Eventually she got up and made her way to Jack’s room. After a few minutes she arrived but on the way down she locked the door behind her before typing something in on her Omni-tool. From there she continued down the steps until she was standing face to face with the black haired woman.

“I’m here, now where are the files?”
She asked as she crossed her arms and shifted her hips, trying to make herself look extra fuckable.

 

[Jack Stalker]

Jack paced up and down in her cubbyhole, the small open area beneath the main engineering deck was a simple affair, metal walls and deck plates, dimly lit by overhead lights and the red glow of engine power conduits. A single sleep cot on one side, a basic table on the other. Pipes, cables and wires lined the walls, while a few cases and boxes were piled up on the other side, containing things which had caught Jacks eye during her wanderings aboard ship. She picked up a shiny spare wall panel and rested it on the table, tilting her head to look at herself in it's mirror like reflective surface. She frowned, then moved to her cot, rummaging through a bag at its side until she found what she wanted. Jack was pumped up and exhilarated from her finger rape of Miranda, it was like the old days again... and she needed to embrace that, welcome back the old Jack and dispense with the new.

She'd allowed herself to become way too soft, she needed to give herself her edge back, so with a click and buzzing sound she lifted the omni razor to her head. With a few sweeps she began to quickly and efficiently shave off her pony tail, along with the rest of the hair she'd allowed to grow on her head, until once more she was sporting the bald head look that she had worn when she had first been captured, briefly admiring her handiwork with a cocky smirk. She then stripped off her jacket, brushing the remnants of her hair aside, before proceeding to slip out of her combat boots and then her pants, until she was naked but for the white strips of material which had criss crossed her body. They were removed last, peeled away to fully expose her entire tattoo smothered body, many pieces of ink strategically placed to hide the many scars which decorated her skin. She flexed her arms, then walked back to her stash, rooting through a few things and locating a cigar, which she brought up to her lips and lit, before discarding the omni tool.

Turning around she leaned against the table, idly reaching down to her cock to give it a few reassuring strokes with her hand. It was a monstrous size, but still within the realms of normality. The thick member that had been grafted onto her was jutting upwards almost vertically, the thick veins lining it's fat shaft pulsing with anticipation. She knew she wouldn't be able to last long inside Miranda, but she also knew that after that first sweet ejaculation into her teasing flesh, that the next one would be a while coming, which meant that Miranda would need to buckle up for a wild lengthy ride. Just the thought of it had her enormous cock weeping pre cum from the slit, the fluid trickling down her erection to slide, then drip, from her heavy balls. She stroked herself a few times, then brought her hand up to her mouth to smell the mix of Miranda's cunt and her own musk, before taking a puff on her cigar. She could still feel the stain of Miranda's orgasm on her skin, still feel the tight convulsions which had squeezed at her invasive digits. She grinned, eager and almost impatient to feel that sensation again, but this time strangling her cock when she forced it balls deep into Miranda's body. Things were about to get fun on this ship of fools for once.

It did occur to Jack that Miranda might think she could best her, get her to become infatuated, manipulate Jack with sex, fuck her into submission like she maybe panned to do with Shepard... well, let her try. Jack was confident that, with the life she had led, she wouldn't be the one to turn into a lovesick mewling fuck doll first, she would not be the one to be broken by that warm mouth, juicy cunt and tight ass. If Miranda thought she could outlast Jack she was in for a shock! Cerberus had ensured that her stamina was on another level, they couldn't afford her losing her arousal during a mission, she needed to be able to stay hard for as long as possible, through whatever killing spree they had lined up for her. That extended to ensuring that she could come, many times, before needing to rest. Jack was a beast, a monster when it came to endurance and the ability to keep hard and keep fucking, If anything she was optimistic that Miranda would be able to take what she had lined up for the woman, take it again and again until instead of lying awake at night fingering herself to the Illusive man, Miranda would become enraptured with Jack instead. Sure, it was egotistical, but what was the worst that could happen? She just couldn't imagine turning into a mewling fuck doll addicted to Miranda's cunt before the reverse happened.

Jack checked her chronometer constantly, almost pissing out pre cum as she waited with her erection getting larger and harder by the minute, there was no way it could be taking this long... she was either not going to show, or she was deliberately playing Jack, perhaps thinking that offering up her perfect taut ass for a spanking would drive Jack further into a place where she could control her. Jack smirked... she was wrong, but that didn't mean she wasn't going to enjoy turning that quivering ass to a nice shade of red.

When Miranda appeared her crooked grin spread wider as she raped her with her eyes, taking a few puffs on the stub of a cigar that was left smouldering between her lips. With a cocky arrogant smirk she flicked the stub at Miranda, watching it bounce off her tits with a spray of embers before hitting the deck. "You were the one delivering the files bitch, then afterwards... ah, fuck it. You took your damn time. and we both know why." Jack snorted in a derisory tone. Facing Miranda she was stark naked, her body glistening with a light sheen of sweat from the heat down here, while her cock speared upwards in front of her like a steel baton. Streaks of fluids traced down it to her throbbing heavy balls and Jack gave the rod a couple of strokes with her hand, before holding it up to show Miranda the stains from her secretions decorating it.

"I owe you some spanks, quite a few by my reckoning,... but you know what? I'm done fucking around. You're just lucky I'm in a good mood, cheerleader." she snarled, reaching out with her Biotics she enveloped Miranda, forcing her hands behind her back, cuffing them in place with her energy. She then dragged Miranda forwards, forcing her onto her knees in front of her, her twitching and quivering cock bobbing about, slapping against Miranda's face a couple of times as Jack drew her in so that she was right in front of her massive obscenely throbbing manhood.

"God damn, I wouldn't mind breeding you... filling your womb with cum until there was no other outcome but a little Jack being shoved into it." she laughed, "Damn bitch, I got so hard up there, I almost fucking shot a load in my pants, when you moaned out that orgasm on my fingers. Shit, I've heard enough to tell real from fake, and that was a real good one." she nodded, half to herself. "Now, suck me off while I look over the files you brought... you did bring some yeah? Then I'll decide what to give you in return... and if you didn't bring any, well, I'll have to make sure you don't forget next time?" she continued. She grasped an omni tool from the table, but kept her other hand on her cock, smearing the helm along Miranda's lips, then teasing it into her mouth. "I want you to suck this thing down to the balls. I want your nose in my groin, smelling my heat, while those lips seal around the shaft and your tongue explores every fucking inch." she hissed, teeth clenched, eyes flaring. "I want you to suck it, lick it, spit on it, I want to feel it forcing open your throat until you are fucking choking on cock, understand?" she licked her lips, flaring eyes running over the tight fit of Miranda's suit. "Do you know why?" she chuckled, pausing to give Miranda a chance to respond, before reaching out to fist her right hand in her hair. Her biotics maintained the cuffs of energy, while she scratched lightly at Miranda's scalp, forcing her lips against her cock head.

Jack spread her legs, placing her feet flat against the floor as she waited to see if Miranda had any files for her to check, as well as to let her get a taste of her pre cum as it wept from her cock slit. "Because you need to lube it up, lather the entire fucking thing, because it's going deep into you, bitch. I'm going to fuck you open with it, stretch your cunt to breaking point, spear this fucker balls deep into your tiny Cerberus cunt until the head is kissing your cervix.. and to do that it's going to have to be dripping with your spit... otherwise it will deform your cunt so bad you'll never feel another cock.. hell, that might happen anyway, you can see how fucking big I am... this was probably the prototype for the one you gave Shepard, huh?" she said in a mocking tone, then hissed as she pushed forwards and fucked her massive rod between Miranda's lips, dragging her onto it as she rammed it over her tongue until it hit the back of her throat. She held it there, until Miranda would surely have been gasping and snorting for a breath, then pulled it out, slapping the hefty weight of her fat girth against Miranda's cheeks.

"Don't make me do all the work, bitch! Earn your files. Fuck it with your mouth, your throat, do what you can. Put that filthy fuck hole in your face to work." she continued, "I want to feel you sucking so hard I can feel it in my balls. I want to be so fucking hard I could sink inside that tight cunt in one thrust.... and I know that's what you want, you want it rough, you want me to beat this cock into your flesh, ruin you, make you feel it like no one else can... we both know I'm right, don't we Cheerleader?" she carried on, baiting, taunting, tormenting with words as her cock raged hard before Miranda's face, strings of fuck juice stretching between skin and cock head, lips and helm as she waited.

"I'll give you five minutes to make me come down your throat, to save your cunt... fail and I'm going to choke fuck you until I spew my load down your gullet... or get so turned on I have no choice but to fuck you wide open." she told her with a cocky smirk. Of course, she knew that only fate was going to decide this...

...if Miranda sucked on her balls, spat on her cock or sniffed at her groin like a bitch in heat, before deep throating her, then Jack knew she would not last five minutes and Miranda would win round one!

...if she went straight to sucking her off, then Jack would take over after a few minutes and drill her cock down Miranda's throat, fucking her hard until she near passed out from lack of air.

Jack was almost drunk with lust right now, her cock an enormous mass of flesh that hungered for Miranda, for any part of her, while Jacks body virtually bristled with excitement.

 

[SubjectZero]

Once Miranda was downstairs, it took a few seconds for her to realize that not only did Jack shave her head but she was also now completely naked. Which gave Miranda the opportunity to get an eyeful of that perfect cock. Whoever designed it must have been a true slut because it looked divine. In fact it was easily the nicest looking cock she had ever seen. She wanted to sniff it, to lick it and to feel it take her breath away. She imagined the way the veins would throb as its thick length pumped away inside her. Then there were the balls that looked so full that Miranda would have thought Jack hadn’t got laid in months.

Could she drain them? She bet to herself that she could and she knew with enough time she would. Of course that would involve putting in the work and pulling out all the stops. Something else she had never done for another person but something she wanted to do for Jack. As the cigar was tossed at her, she gave Jack a look before she was suddenly tugged forward and forced to her knees. Now inches away from that cock, Miranda could see just how beautiful it was. Even with the scars running along it, Miranda felt her insides bubble.

These feelings in her chest were quickly becoming something else, it wasn’t just lust anymore. Was Miranda falling for Jack? No, that was impossible and even if it were possible she knew Jack wouldn’t feel the same. Either way she quickly abandoned such thoughts before she looked up at the now bald criminal and frowned. “I have your damn files Jack but the terms are changing. I’ll give you what you want if you keep your mouth shut and if you stop fucking everyone else.”

She said before she was suddenly slapped in the face a few times by that lovely cock. Precum sticking to her check a little as the smell made her groan whimper. Damn she should have stolen some underwear from Jack at some point. It would have really helped her during those lonely nights. However that wasn’t important right now, instead she needed to focus on this cock in front of her and Jack’s crazy demands. Which was hard to do as she talked about breeding Miranda,

A thought that nearly made her cream as she bit her lip and sniffed the air. This woman would be the death of her. Reluctantly she rolled her eyes and used one hand to tab her wrist so a series of files were sent to Jack. From there she whined a little as her hair was tugged and she was forced to press her plump pink lips against that salty cock head. Tasting her precum alone had Miranda seeing stars as it took everything she had not to lick it. She forced herself to remain patient as Jack continued to spill out her demands before suddenly Miranda’s mouth was forced open. Eagerly she gulped down every inch Jack gave her until the thick head kissed the back of her throat.

At this point she imagined Jack’s other partners would have started to choke or panic, Miranda did neither. Instead she stared up at Jack and gulped a few times, causing her mouth to flux around Jack’s cock. She then began twirling her tongue around its shaft before it slid underneath and outwards to flick at Jack’s balls. She sniffed it a little before it was pulled out of her mouth and she smirked confidently. “Expecting me to gag? No such luck, I have no gag reflex.” Miranda told her before she chuckled, a sound that had even surprised her as she licked her lips.

“Can you even handle pussy like mine? I will admit that this cock was made with some creativity. Must have been designed by a woman. Either way I don’t think you’ll last very long.” She said before she pressed her nose up against the shaft and sniffed it. The smell made her mouth water as she ran her nose down its shaft until she arrived at the balls. Slowly and teasingly she licked each one before kissing them with open mouth kisses. She was treating them like she was kissing a lost lover, it was gentle and sweet. Yet when she was done with them, she dragged her tongue back up the scarred surface and took her time to trace out each one,

Once that was done she kissed the tip and spat on it before wrapping her lips around the head. With great focus she eased her head down Jack’s penis before going back up. She did this on repeat for about five minutes until she had the entire thing down her greedy throat. For a few minutes she simply continued this process, sucking Jack off as she remained bound to the floor. Until suddenly she pulled away and tilted her head back until Jack’s cock was resting on her face. Covering up one side as the other side made eye contact with her.

“Promise me that from now on you’ll only fuck me. I won’t have you fucking other people and risk giving me some damn infection. If you can’t do that then I’ll leave right now and consequences be damned.” Miranda said in a tone that Jack could tell wasn’t joking. Did Miranda really care that much about the risk of getting something from one of Jack’s other fuck buddies? No because the real reason was far more pathetic in her mind, she didn’t want to share this wonderful cock with anyone else. Especially someone who didn’t know how to handle such a thing.

It would be an insult and Miranda wouldn’t stand for it. Using her own bionics, she freed her arms from Jack’s hold so she could bring a hand up to cup her balls. The other one began stroking Jack’s shaft as her lips sucked the head. As she bobbed her head down, her hand went first before she pulled it back while rotating it, She did this on repeat before she eventually brought her other hand up to help her stroke as she used her lips to kiss Jack’s abs. She then began licking every scars that was visible as she gave Jack “fuck me” eyes.

God she really was falling for Jack and part of her was okay with that. “Do we have a deal?” She asked before going back down to suck her balls. Would this be enough to possibly distract Jack and get the upper hand or would the other woman ignore her request? Would she force her hands back and behind her back again or would she leave them out? Miranda supposed either way she’d be in for a good time but she was hoping that she’d take Jack’s first load the way she wanted. Which was down her hungry throat as her hands were squeezing that tight ass of hers.

Jack would probably be pissed but Miranda decided to risk it as she reached up to grab her asscheeks. Giving them a squeeze as she continued to bob her head up and down, coating that thick meat with spit. In fact there was so much spit and saliva that it eventually started pouring out of the corners of her lips. Meanwhile her lipstick was starting to leave rings around Jack’s cock as it smeared. All of this was just to tease Jack before she pulled her mouth away with a pop and said, “come on daddy, don’t you want to blow your load all over my face?”

 

[Jack Stalker]

Jack smirked as Miranda eye fucked her massive cock. She stroked it a few times, squeezing the head to force out a droplet of her pre cum, torturing her with the sight of it, the sight of something she now so clearly wanted. "See how fucking hard I am? You should feel honored, Miranda, I don't often get as hard as this! Of course that also has it's disadvantages, as it will be harder to force it balls deep into your tight flesh when I decide to fuck you." she chuckled under her breath. Miranda hadn't batted an eyelid at seeing her taut, firm and incredibly toned naked body. It was plastered with tattoo's and shone from a light sheen of sweat, brought on by the warmth of the room and the closeness of the woman aboard who she most wanted to fuck. She was probably unused to seeing such a massive rod, as Jack was petty confident she was in the upper percentages of size... at least when it came to humans. She wasn't sure about aliens, but she'd heard that Liara's cock could get as big as the biggest humans, those were the rumors at least.

There was little resistance as Miranda was dragged to her knees. She probably, and correctly, knew she would have no chance against a prime condition and focused Jack, bursting with energy and bristling with lust and want. Maybe after Jack was drained, but that would take a long, long time, since Jack knew things that Miranda likely didn't... considering what had happened to her at the experimental base, before she'd escaped it. Jack was pleased, as she wanted to use every morsel of energy she had to not just restrain Miranda, but to fuck her raw, show her that among the mewling simp like crew, there was someone who didn't care about her rank, her power, her stern front. All Jack wanted to do was fuck her, punish her for her sexy ass and swaying hips, give her the brutal seeing to that she truly deserved. She would not be controlled by her cock teasing body, she would use it to satisfy her every desire, her every need... and Miranda would have no choice but to comply.

"You'll give me the files if I'll what?" Jack looked surprised for a second... was that a hint of jealousy in Miranda's voice? A hint of her trying to take control. "I can do such wonderful things with my mouth Miranda, I don't think you want me to keep it shut, not really... as for the rest? She shook her head and tightened her grip in Miranda's hair, dragged her up onto her feet. She leaned in, her naked body squashing against Miranda's suit as she traced her tongue up the side of her neck, kissing her earlobe, before sucking it between her lips to squeeze it hard with her teeth. She released her clench, hot breath washing over the sore flesh as she spoke into Miranda's ear. "You aren't in control here, you Cerberus bitch, I am." the smirk dripped from her tone.

"I'll fuck who I want, when I want.. I might even make you watch. If you want it so bad, then you'll have to keep my attention on you, won't you? You'll have to wear tighter suits, flash some leg, some cleavage, make me want to take you whenever I see you, whenever I get hard." she hissed. "Or maybe you want to watch me fuck one of the whores on board? Would that get you off?" she sniggered, "How would you feel Miranda? Watching me fuck Diana Allers in front of you, or tearing open E.D.I's torso when I screw her, to teach that machine how to blend pain into pleasure... maybe you'd get off harder watching me force Kelly Chambers to bleed her virginity all over me, while you finger yourself desperately, trying to get my attention before I dump my cum into the worthless slut?" she laughed. "Oh no Miranda.. if you want my full attention, well, you'll need to earn it. Let's see if you can, shall we?" she told her with an air of confident arrogance. "Convince me you're worthy of my full time and attention bitch." she moved her lips to Miranda's, giving her a fierce kiss, biting her lower lip until it was tugged free as she returned Miranda to her kneeling position.

"FUuuucckkk... aaahhhnnghh!" Jack moaned out , almost incoherently, as her cock entered Miranda's perfect mouth, splitting her lips apart as the fat girth sank into her. The hot breath, wet tongue, warm spit, it all contributed to a wild ecstatic sensation of pleasure as blissful sensations rolled down Jack's shaft, her helm engulfed by Miranda's mouth as she fucked her cock inside it. Jack's eyes rolled back for a moment and she gripped Miranda's hair hard with her hand, panting a little as she fought back control. She wasn't sure now, which of Miranda's holes would win out in a contest, her mouth was deliriously pleasure inducing, almost as good as Jack imagined her other holes would end up being. The feel of Miranda's tongue on her balls, the feel of her bristling hairs being sucked towards her nose as she drew air in and snorted her musk, pushed Jack rapidly towards the edge, committing her to the decision to first fuck herself to completion with Miranda's mouth.

"No... aahahhh... no gag reflex? Figures. We'll see how far that goes." she replied, her cock stretching and swelling a little within Miranda's mouth, visibly growing another inch as she felt herself lose flexibility, gaining a steel like hardness to her flesh now as it was engorged by blood and fattened up for the task ahead.

Jack answered in a derisory fashion to Miranda's next comment. "It wasn't designed to simply obey biological urges, but mental ones. You'll see, bitch. What use would it be to have me aroused at killing, only to sever a killing spree because I happened to come a couple of times in my pants." she snorted. "No bitch... this is the gift that keeps on giving. Hell, sometimes I have to admit I'm almost grateful for it." it was a disgusting confession, but it had become a truth. Before the shift her orgasms had taken an hour to manifest, now she could come in three minutes if she had to and there was next to no down time before she was ready to come again. "AuuuuNNMMGH!" she groaned out as Miranda began to work on her balls, feasting on them like a thirsty animal led to a watering hole. "Yes... like that, keep licking and sucking you Cerberus slut." gasped Jack, allowing herself to wallow in the pleasure. Miranda was right, she wouldn't last long, not in round one. After though, that was going to be a different matter.

"Oh guuuoodd!! AaAAHHHNNGGHH!" Jack convulsed a little, arching her back and leaning away, her cock raging hard as Miranda spat on it, like a worthless whore. Jack could feel the spittle lathering her shaft and sliding down it to drip from her balls. Her pre cum frothed and foamed about her cock slit now as she slipped towards delirium from the assault of sensation bathing her member. She closed her eyes and savoured every throat squeeze that Miranda delivered to her cock, taking it down, over and over again, swallowing the thick baton of flesh as though it were nothing, her neck bulging out as it was drawn inside her tight narrow throat. Jack finally opened her eyes as Miranda spoke, looking down at her in a daze for a moment.

"I told you what you have to do, bitch. You want this all to yourself, like a greedy whore who can't get enough? You want to control me, confine me to your holes and yours alone? If you want that, Miranda, then you are going to have to pass muster, live up to my expectations, do as I fucking tell you to." she growled. She brought both hands to Miranda's hair, grasping the strands, holding her an inch from her twitching bobbing cock head, which sported strings of spit stretching to and from Miranda's lips. "And don't threaten to deny me what I want Miranda. I won't hesitate to take what I want, whether you want me to or not. You're talking like you want me to fuck you raw, to punish you... and don't think I've forgotten I owe you a spanking. I want to see what you look like when I beat an orgasm out of your quivering ass... make you beg me to slap that ass one more time so you can come." she grinned, mockingly... then her eyes widened as Miranda challenged her by freeing a hand. Jack reflexively wanted to punish her immediately, but the feel of her fingers on her fat heavy balls delayed her, as she savoured it instead... and allowed Miranda's hands to stay free so she could continue to use them so wisely.

When she licked Jack's abs she knew she was past the point of no return. "God damn... you fucking bitch... oh fuck... fuck Miranda... oh god, oh god... AhhhGGH!" she shivered, tensing. Her cock was numb from the sensations and from how hard it had become, she couldn't recall ever being so fucking hard. Her cock head poured froth out, smothering Miranda's hands and lips with the stench of her sex as she shuddered a little, fighting to hold back a few more minutes, to experience as much from this as possible. "Fuck Miranda... you make me... you make me feel so fucking... ahhhHNNGHH!" she closed her eyes, hated the way the Cerberus whore was making her feel. She'd fuck her, she'd fuck her until any feelings other than raw lust were quelled. Jack did not commit to anyone, and this would be no different, surely.

"No deal, bitch... not until you earn it. Work hard and who knows, maybe I'll make you my number one slut." she hissed, opening her eyes, staring into Miranda's, fisting her fingers in her hair as the Cerberus bitch tried to somehow lay claim to her. "You want me to just fuck you? Then you better make me want that... show me how much of my personal whore you can really be, show me that you can actually take a proper fucking." she hissed angrily. "You're likely used to simps who come in three minutes, roll over and fall asleep. I can't imagine a man being able to survive in your cunt for long, even less time in your ass. Me, on the other hand... well, you'll see." she grunted, then began to shudder violently. "Oh fuck... I... fuck I'm coming... GGAGGHH!" she convulsed violently, shivering and shuddering as her body was wracked with pleasure. She drove her cock balls deep down Miranda's gullet, squashing her balls into her chin as she shot hot ropes of cum straight into her guts, her cock throbbing and pulsing, stretching her lips open as her boiling cum washed out her throat, back washing into her mouth and spurting from in between her lips as Jack ejaculated hard and fast into her. "AUUUNNGHH!" Jack howled with pleasure, gasping and jolting as she ejaculated a heavy load into Miranda's demanding mouth.

The lipstick smeared up and down her shaft had turned it red, made it look like she'd somehow breached Miranda's virginity. It sent Jack insane, delirious with pleasure, until finally she fisted her hands in Miranda's hair and dragged her off her cock, a few aftershock ejaculations were the response to Miranda's words... her bucking body sent several spurts and ropes of her thick viscous cum splattering across Miranda's face, then into her hair as she released her and pushed her back. She hopped onto the table, sitting their facing the cum splattered woman on the floor. She stroked at her still hard cock, which showed no signs of diminishing.

"Finally. That's cleared the pipes for action." she laughed, a gasping bass laugh that growled out of her throat. "Now we can get down to the proper fucking. Do you want me to leave those hands free? Then strip. Take that suit off and get on all fours, pry yourself open, show me that hot pink flesh. Dig your fingers into your tight cunt and get it ready for me... otherwise I'll have to rip that suit off you and you'll be taking a walk of shame back to your office, naked." she added with a grin. "Not bad for a first blowjob, by the way... I'll teach you a few more tricks when I decide to fuck your face later." she mused idly, in a thoughtful whimsical tone, as her fingers lathered up with a mix of Miranda's spittle and her own cum.

Her eyebrows wrinkled at the word 'daddy'.

"Oh and you meant 'mommy', didn't you? Fuck me, bitch, it sounds like you've never been properly fucked by a woman!" she shook her head. "That changes today. Now, do as you're told... you want me to fuck you, right? You want me to claim you, devote my cock to your holes... then show me. Regardless I'll be taking what I want... and right now, Miranda..." she lowered her voice to a seething, barely controlled hiss. "...I want you. You're 'my' cheerleader now... the Illusive man can get himself another hot piece of ass to jerk off to. I'm going to fucking own you... Cerberus owes me, and I have a fancy to take you as payment." she finished with a cocky smirk, her pulsing cock just as massive as when Miranda had first walked in.

 

[SubjectZero]

Jack was cute when she was desperately trying not to cum and Miranda would be lying to herself if she didn’t feel a little bit of pride in her ability to make the criminal cum. Each sticky rope of heavy cum found instant purchase down her throat as she gulped it down greedily. This thick baby batter was pure adrenaline and lust incarnation as it bubbled in her belly. The taste was making her hairy cunt squirt as she pressed her nose against Jack’s sack and took one last hit before she was pushed back.

Letting Jack cum all over her face and in her hair as the last few drops found her chest. From there she leaned back and took a few minutes to relax before Jack began speaking again. When the other woman was done talking, Miranda nodded before sitting back up and turning around. Teasingly she began stripping for the convict as she wiggled her perfectly made baby baring hips. She then started to tug down her suit and peel it off her fat ass until she was completely naked before Jack. This is when she looked back at her and then unexpectedly pressed her face into the floor while also raising her ass up high.

With it high up, she reached back and spread herself open so Jack could see each one of her delicious holes. Happily they twitched and throbbed as Miranda waited patiently to be fucked. “Is this how you want me? Like some needy bitch? Your bitch? Why don’t you coke take me then? Fuck me in any way you see fit, does it make you hard knowing that my pussy has never been wetter?” Miranda asked as she spread her legs a little further and continued to shake her ass hypothetically for Jack.

Would this be enough to entice her? Would this be the first of many great fucks by the uncontrollable criminal? Miranda certainly hoped so and she hoped Miranda wouldn’t stop until her pussy was truly stuffed full. Perhaps Jack needed one last push, something to fully drive her over the edge with desire.

“You know my ass has never been fuck and my father always said I couldn’t get pregnant. I wonder if Cerberus made your cock capable of knocking me up or maybe they made it hoping you’d use it on my tight virgin asshole. I suppose you’re the only one who can figure that out, if you’re brave enough.” She said as she spreads open her pussy lips.

 

[Jack Stalker]

Jack had no idea what Miranda's plan was. To control her through fucking? To control her through teasing and seduction? Perhaps that was how Miranda planned to control Shepard and the rest of the crew, but Jack was cut from a different cloth. She doubted that Miranda was serious, even for a second, with her show of obsessive jealousy towards Jack, but it certainly gave her ego a boost! To think that the perfect little Cerberus cheerleader might be falling for her, that she might actually have some feelings beneath that shell she wore? It made Jack harder, made her want to fuck her even more, if only to show her that her bullshit wouldn't work with Jack! Jack was going to fuck whoever she wanted, whenever she wanted... but the more Jack seethed inside, with a mix of raw hate and unrestrained lust, the more she had to confess to herself that, given a choice, it was Miranda's body that she wanted to plunder, to sink into, to taste and lick and kiss and fuck... and if Miranda wanted to claim her, well, that went both ways... and how would Shepard react to that? Knowing that Miranda was off limits? Maybe he'd redirect his efforts to fucking the blue skinned whore Liara? Leave Miranda to someone who could actually cope with her Cerberus training?

Miranda was pretty compliant once she had a face full of cum and the promise of more to come... and Jack stroked her bulging member with eagerness as Miranda turned around, apparently satisfied with Jack's answer to her attempt to lay claim to her. She smirked as she watched Miranda peel off her black outfit, exposing herself inch by inch until she was naked, as naked as Jack was, ready and willing to continue things. Strings of ejaculate stretched out and snapped free of Jack's cock as she stroked it, moving forwards to prepare to get into a position to continue fucking Miranda. "Fuck yeah cheerleader, spread yourself open like a whore." grinned Jack, her eyes fixed on Mirandas holes as she manhandled herself. "Never wetter? Is that right?" she chuckled, if Miranda was trying to exert some sort of control by fuelling Jack's ego... well, it was sort of working.

Reaching down she shuffled up behind Miranda on her knees, stroking her fingers through her wet slot, lathering them up with her secretions and fuck juice. She then brought her fingers, stained with Miranda's girlish cum, up to her nose to smell her, to take in the heady scent of her arousal, before she sucked on them while staring into Miranda's eyes. She smirked as she swirled her tongue about her digits, cleaning her fuck juice from them with eager and hungry lashings of tongue. "Yeah, this is how I want you... your cunt has the only honest lips on your body." she snorted. "See how it's drooling, ready for cock? That's shit you can't fake." she hissed. Taking hold of her cock she rubbed the fat head up and down Miranda's slit, while continuing to watch and listen to her, as her cunt juices frothed about the fat bulbous helm as she indulged herself for a while, playing with the folds of her crease and splaying open her cunt lips with her cock head.

"Your ass? Virgin?" Jack sounded surprised, if not shocked. "I thought commander Shepard would have made a move on that... he'll be pissed if he ever takes his eyes off Liara and turns his attention towards you. You know why?" she leaned over Miranda, sliding her hands around her to grasp at her tits. Once she had them she squeezed hard, leaving red trails in her flesh from her scratching fingernails. "Because it won't be a tight virginal hole any longer... because it will have been spread open and stretched wide by me." she snorted out a chuckle as she pressed her fat cock head into Mirandas cunt and pushed inwards. "First though, I want to fuck your cunt... it's just too good to resist." she hissed, groaning as her thrust wedged halfway into Miranda's viciously tight cunny. The girth squeezed in only a few inches before Jack was forced to stop and pull back, she thrst in again more forcefully, feeling Miranda's tight sheath strangling her shaft as she groaned out and clawed at her tits.

Red trails scratched down them as Jack powered a stroke into Miranda, then pulled back, over and over, fucking into her as she slowly but surely defiled her slit and crammed her cock into her, inch by inch. Her teeth clenched and she fought to deliver deeper and harder thrusts, each stroke bringing her further towards sinking balls deep inside her. Finally she felt her balls slap against flesh, as she buried her throbbing member to the hilt, the head kissed against Miranda's cervix as it was plunged into her as far as Jack could manage. She moaned out in pleasure, "Fuuuuck, so tight. MMmhmm..." her fingers squeezed and clawed at the fistfuls of tits she was grasping, while she let her pulsing and bulging rod sizzle inside Miranda's channel, baking within the walls of wet heat which now engulfed it.

"You're a dirty mouthed little tease when you want to be, aren't you Lawson?" she snorted, moving one hand to grasp at Miranda's hair, pulling her head back, forcing her to arch into the thrusts that Jack was delivering to her sucking cunt. "Are you like this with the other crew? You talk like you want to get bred, like you want to be bred like a slut... and fucked like a whore." Jacks words were gasping and strained as she fucked away. She looked down, hissing as her cock became lathered with frothing and foaming cunt juices as she drove it in and out of the tight entrance. "Do you really want me to force this thing into your ass? You're going to have to be a lot more convincing... because now that I know what you want, I can make you work for it, can't I?" she said in a goading tone. She withdrew her free hand, stroking it down Miranda's body from her tits, fingertips teasing over abs, then around her clit, then finally back and onto her ass. Jack slapped her bouncing buttocks as her cock sawed in and out of her, then thumbed at her asshole, squeezing the tip of her digit into the vice like rim.

She continued to hiss, plunged in deep, then pulled back slow, almost surprised that she was even able to squeeze her massive girth into Miranda's tight sheath. She'd fucked before aboard ship, but it had never been like this! Miranda was taking her huge rod, taking it to the balls, a feat that would have torn apart almost anyone else, leaving them ruined. It was almost too much, and if she hadn't ejaculated over Miranda's face minutes beforehand she was sure that the sensation of her tight cunny would have triggered an orgasm already. She had no idea what Miranda's plan was, what she scheming, but right now she didn't care, the exhilaration level was too high and she was enjoying herself too much. "You like this don't you? Maybe a little too much." she hissed, she leaned in and kissed the side of Miranda's throat, before nipping the skin and biting down, sucking on her flesh as she gave her a blossoming love bite which would be impossible to ignore. "You get off on it, don't you? The fact that you are fucking a dirty convict, a criminal, a renegade." she gasped, her hips shoving back and forth, her heavy balls slapping against flesh as her cock deformed Miranda's insides with each passing second. At the same time she tested out her ass, teasing a fingertip inside her as she screwed her cunt relentlessly.

"You must have the best cunt on the ship... ahhHHH... I don't care what your plan is, I just know I'm going to fuck you raw, until I get the truth out of you." she grunted. She hadn't even bothered to check the files yet, she was too focused on what had become a bigger prize, Miranda's moans, her sweat, her juices the feel of her shivering against her. Her tits smashed against Miranda's back and she folded herself over her, shifting her grasp from her hair and bringing both hands to bear on her body. One teased her ass, the other played with her clit, as she carried on bottoming out in her narrow vaginal tract. "Or, maybe... maybe you've decided to use that perfect body of yours for your own pleasure... maybe the little cheerleader wants to break free of her chains?" she chuckled, her tone strained and ragged, her breath panting as she worked her cock back and forth in Miranda's perfect cunt. "If you want it in your ass you, little bitch, then fucking beg for it! Beg me, beg me by pleading for what you want... and then by coming all over my cock." she hissed.

 

[SubjectZero]

Suddenly Miranda felt a little shy or maybe it was nervousness as Jack crawled up behind her and got more than an eyeful of her slutty, needy holes. Holes that were begging to be fucked, licked, kissed, sucked and touched in every way imaginable. They wanted to be stretched out and to be stuffed in a way that would leave Miranda sore for weeks. A feat that wouldn’t be hard for Jack to accomplish especially as the prisoner was beginning to let down her walls. While Miranda knew they would never truly be all the way down, this new room allowed for her to guide Jack a little easier.

At least in a joint venture type of way, if Miranda asked Jack to do something that she didn’t want to do then the spell would be broken. Which could be a good thing if it meant a rougher fucking afterwards but Miranda didn’t want to take the gamble. Not while Jack was sticking her fingers in her cunt and collecting juices anyway. Instead she happily kept still as Jack did whatever she wanted with her body. “You know me well enough Jack to know I wouldn’t feed your ego unless what I said was the truth so yes, that’s true.”

She told the former convict as she watched Jack sniff and then skillfully lick the juices from her fingers. A show that made Miranda even wetter before Jack lined her cock head up with her hungry snatch and began rubbing against it. The head alone felt so damn good on her aching folds that Miranda had to bite her lip and close her eyes as she tried to press against it further. Sadly for her, she was unable to get more of Jack’s cock until the other woman finally decided to push forward. Something that didn’t happen until after Jack made a comment about her virgin asshole.

Which was then followed up by a comment about Shepard even though Jack was the only one fucking her. For some reason she still couldn’t help but bring up someone else. It was always a competition with Jack, a game where someone had to be the loser and someone had to be the winner. Well if that’s what Jack needed, then Miranda would use that to both of their advantages. With a hum and a smirk, she turned her head back towards Jack and spoke. “Oh Shepard? Yeah, I suppose he’s attractive in a man in uniform kind of way. Except he’s far too….respectable plus he’s practically a coworker and I don’t fuck coworkers. I suppose that’s why it turned me on when you took what you wanted.”

Miranda said before moaning as Jack graced her with more of that lovely cock until she selfishly took it back. Not for long though as Jack quickly eased it back in and added more before repeating the process until it was buried to the hilt. A sensation that had Miranda clawing at the floor as her warm pussy stretched around its new favorite cock. A cock she wouldn’t be giving up anytime soon. With drool still on her tongue, Miranda continued, “Did I tell you I once had a dream about being locked in a cell with you in prison? Did I tell you how in my dream you raped me and I loved it? Every damn second…”

She confessed wholeheartedly as Jack continued to play with her tits, squeezing them until the flesh was red and her nipples were stabbing into Jack’s palms. “Are you going to stretch me open? Is that your plan Jack? To completely ruin my asshole for anyone else, make it where I can’t sit down for a month after? I bet you’d even cum inside it, imagine how embarrassing it would be if I had to shit your cum out of my gaping asshole.”

She said as that cock repeatedly knocked into her cervix, threatening to bruise it as Jack was clearly in love with it. When Miranda’s hair was yanked back, she hissed and turned her attention to Jack’s face before shrugging. “I don’t know Jack, you seem to know a lot about me.” She said before Jack began fucking her again, much faster and harder this time. After a few minutes, she couldn’t keep quiet anymore and shook her head. “No Jack, you’re the only one on this fucking ship who has the balls to fuck me. Not to mention you also have the biggest cock on board.”

She told her as she took her dicking like a good girl. Every thrust was happily rewarded with a moan or whimper, letting Jack know which spots were more sensitive than others. Without much effort Jack would find Miranda’s g-spot and the specialist knew it was over from there. Anytime that spot was touched Miranda squirted, be it a little or a lot. Before long Jack’s cock and thighs were slick with juices as a nice little puddle was on the floor beneath them. This is when Miranda decided to add more fuel to the fire.

“I want to be bred more than you can fucking imagine, I want my pussy stuffed to the brim and I want my eggs coated in cum. Can you do it Jack? I’m not so sure you….you can.” She said as she let out a cry of pure pleasure when Jack bit her neck, causing her pussy to spams all over that perfect cock. Juices made the veiny length shine in the low light as Miranda’s hairy pussy was weeping all over. Not once had Miranda ever had a cock that made her body react this way. Jack was going to be hers one way or another.

“We both…k-know you’re f-fucking my a-aSs regardless of what…I-I say. As much as you’ve been staring at it, I know you’ve been dying to cram it full. Now…f-fuck…now that you know it’s unclaimed, you’ll be unable to take it.” She said as sweat coated her body, despite the squirting she has yet to cum again. That would change very soon if Jack continued to fuck her like this. Everything Jack said to her was practically right on the money as everything was swelling up inside her.

She loved how wrong this was, how completely different their bodies were. She was soft, perfect and plump. Jack was rough, imperfect and hard…so damn hard. The makeup she wore began to run a little as she took one of Jack’s hands and placed it on her throat, lightly squeezing it to silently beg to be choked.

“I was a bitch to you…treated you like you were some animal. I’m….sorry…but I’m glad I did, I wanted you like this….a thick dick woman, who would take me like I was some common omega slut.” Miranda confessed as she did the unthinkable and proceeded to kissed Jack.

 

[Jack Stalker]

Jack should have been ashamed, guilt ridden, angry for allowing herself to be drawn into Miranda's web. It was starting to feel like she wasn't blackmailing the Cerberus cheerleader, but had instead fallen into some sort of well organized trap, that she had been manipulated into this situation. Maybe Cerberus wanted her to fuck Miranda? Maybe they wanted to see how their perfect 'cock' might breed more powerful biotics... along with Miranda's perfect cunt, coupled with the apple of the Illusive mans eye. Was that the plan, to make Jack think she had the upper hand, that it was her idea to practically rape Miranda, while really they were laughing at her behind her back?

Perhaps it was all part of a grand scheme, a side project while hunting reapers and supporting Shepard's crusade. It should have sickened her, made her pull away, caused her to leave... but too late Jack realised that she couldn't, because in a few deep hard thrusts her insatiable lust for fucking had been driven into overdrive, captured and enslaved to the perfect cunt that Miranda housed between her legs. Every thrust, every stroke, every slide of her cunt lips along Jacks massive shaft, as it was forced into that narrow slot, was pure unrestrained ecstasy! It caused her to hiss and moan, to shiver uncontrollably as her cock twitched and swelled inside that glorious cock sheath.

When Miranda mentioned Shepard, alluding to the fact that she likely hadn't succumbed to his crude advances, at least not yet, for some reason Jack was filled with a sense of victory! She had a feeling of satisfaction, of an angry pleasure, as she grasped at Miranda's hips to steady her as she powered a few fast and hard thrusts into her, causing her balls to slap noisily against Miranda's body as she fucked her. A low simmering growl spewed from her lips as she drilled into her sucking cunny. "What am I then, if not a co worker?" she snorted, "Perhaps you view me as one of Cerberus' slaves, or an experiment for you to toy with, to go alongside whoever else you decide to fuck?" she hissed. If she was, then she would ensure that Miranda never got the urge to contrast and compare, she wouldn't have the energy. Jack grit her teeth and dug deep, slowed to a steady rhythm, her fat cock sawed back and forth in the heated channel of Miranda's tight vaginal tract, as she screwed her relentlessly. The pace and speed was more like a normal fucking now, a fucking that let Jack settle down a little, staying hard, rock hard, but with little chance of being pushed over the edge until she was ready. Now it was simply a task of pure enjoyment as she savoured the wet heat and tightness of Miranda's perfect quim.

She could surely never risk ejaculating inside the Cerberus slut, not now, not if it was all part of a side experiment! She wouldn't give her the satisfaction of having milked her... and yet the urge was building, the longer she fucked Miranda, the less she would be able to resist the lure of flooding her cunt with her seed, of washing it into her womb in a torrent... if only to see the look on her face, if only to feel what it was like to fill her goddess like insides. What harm could it do? Jack was surely sterile, they wouldn't have risked a breeder as a Biotic assassin and killer... or would they? Maybe they wanted the best of both worlds, hadn't had the money to split and have two such creatures at their lab? It was hard to stay focused, hard to think of anything other than the juicy cunt she was spearing open and defiling right now.

"God, you fucking bitch... AnnnGGHHH!!" Jack moaned loudly as Miranda confessed her sick fantasy. Her cock bulged, pulsing within Miranda's sheath, as she moved to pull on her hair, arching her into the spearing plunging thrusts. "If you are trying to make me come fast, it won't work, not after... UUUHHH... aaauHHH... uh... not after I came all over your sweet fucking face a few minutes ago." she groaned, leaning down to speak into Miranda's ear, licking at it first, then sucking on the earlobe before letting her strained words spill forth from her ruby lips. "I'm in control now... I'll decide when to come, where to come... I'm using you.... I'm using you!" she groaned, but she wasn't really sure who was in control here, not any more... she was more trying to convince herself, rather than Miranda, and her twitching fuck hungry cock told the truth, she was being driven wild by Miranda's cunt. Driven insane with lust and desire like she never had been before.

Manipulated or blackmailer? The line began to blur.

"As for rape... OOHHhhH... fuck..." she slowed a moment, letting her stationary cock swell and stretch inside Miranda's strangulatingly tight cunt. She bit her shoulder, leaving crescent shaped indentations in her supple flesh, before licking the sore mark, sucking on the skin, soothing it with the warmth of her spit and the heat of her lips. "...ah... I'll see what I can do. I'm sure we can see just how much you enjoy it when I rape you for real... the day I fuck you open if you dare to say no to me." she hissed, but was their any doubt that such a thing could never happen? Miranda was clearly addicted to fucking Jack, for real or as part of some plot, and Jack was loving it, loving the boost to her ego, loving the feel of the most perfect woman aboard, naked and writhing on her cock. With still virgin holes to be plundered ahead of their 'figurehead' leader, Shepard. In that moment Jack had little doubt about who the real person in charge was aboard the ship. With her cunt alone Miranda would have been able to usurp any power Shepard had... and she found herself wishing that Miranda was more a pirate than a corporate whore... they could burn down the psace lanes together, Jack and Miranda, side by side, two sides of the same coin... it was one more thing to disgust her and make her feel guilty about, thoughts of the Cerberus slut being on her side... of them literally shipping together.

As Miranda continued to tease and confess her filthy degrading fantasies, even about her ass, Jack snorted. "If I was going to come in that ass, you'd be shitting cum for a month, bitch." she gasped. She moved to tug on Miranda's hair, while raking her nails down her back, from her bitten shoulder to the small of her back, leaving faint reed trails in her ravaged skin, before slapping her ass with a resounding SLAP! watching the taut and firm flesh barely wobble, a glowing red palm print left shining on her flesh for a few moments.

"I'm the only one with the balls to fuck you?" she groaned. "Then.. then you best keep it that way, you bitch... AHAHNNGH! I don't want to be forcing my cock into sloppy seconds. I want this cunt kept fresh. For me!" Jack hissed. What the fuck was she saying, as long as Miranda was at her mercy, as long as she had those files to show to Shepard, to damage her control.... she... why did she even care who else might try and fuck Miranda? She seethed inside, trying to fight the jealousy, the rage, the hunger for the woman's body. Miranda was like a drug, clouding her thoughts and making her act like a fool. She was a whore to be fucked for a purpose.. but what was the purpose? Jack was confused. Was she fucking Miranda because she wanted information, or was she just blackmailing her in order to fuck her, in order to claim her, in order to won her? "Maybe owning a bitch like you wouldn't be a bad thing." she blurted out, then growled angrily at her comment, grabbing Miranda's long tresses with both hands and slamming into her with her hips, powering in as far as her balls would allow. She fucked her rough and hard for a solid minute, trying to erase the emotions warring within in... but only developing more of a craving.

The moans of pleasure and comments about breeding were almost too much for Jack, and despite her ability to ejaculate multiple times in a session, she didn't want to come again so soon. She pulled out, slapping her cock against Miranda's ass cheeks, plastering her lower back and spine, as well as her buttocks, with a splattering of pre cum and cunt froth. "Damn, bitch, is that what your Illusive man told you? Breed with the convict? You're going to have to do better than this to get me to flood your hot little cunt." she grunted, slapping Miranda's ass with her heavy thick rod, slick with her foaming secretions, before sliding it back into her, cooled and ready to resume its work. Was it a bluff? Her head span, did Miranda want he to spunk inside her, or was she using reverse psychology? Perhaps Jack was overthinking it?

Fuck it... ultimately she would do what she wanted anyway. Fuck Cerberus and their schemes.

"God... god dammit... aaannghhh... I'm... you're going to make me... aaahhH... come again." she gasped, holding on through sheer force of will, as Miranda continued to torment her with her filthy words. Jack could feel her practically pissing fuck juice down her thighs, her cunt squirting its liquid sin against her flesh as she fucked her. You couldn't fake that, whatever the agenda... Miranda was loving it! She was loving being hard fucked by a convict... and as much as Miranda got off on that, Jack got off on fucking the second in command of the Normandy like she was a cheap whore, hell, really she was the first in command, wasn't she? Jack couldn't help it... she'd been locked up so long, confined, and now she got to cut loose with someone who could actually take a hard fucking. It was too much, too good, a world of pure ecstasy dumped in her lap.

Why resist it?

"You sick bitch!" Jack snarled, as Miranda took her hand, started to choke herself with it. She growled like a wild animal, primal. feral, bestial. Pulling out she rolled Miranda onto her back on the tiles, slapped her cock head against her hairy mound, the forest of pubes absorbing a few ropes of their combined fluids, while the rest were splattered up her body and stomach as far as her tits. Jack looked down at her, grabbing her left tit to torture with one hand, while lightly holding her throat with the other as she forced her cock back into her cunt.

"Now I know what you really want, things can progress differently. You want the files I have, that Allers gave me... and my cum? Well, you're going to have to work real hard for it... a lot fucking harder, bitch." she gasped, almost drooling as she let her eyes feast on the woman splayed out beneath her as she pounded into her cunt, her legs spread either side of her as she plunged up and down, in and out. As she snarled, Miranda leaned up to kiss her and Jack's world exploded. She returned the kiss with a ferocity as yet unseen, devouring Miranda's lips, fucking her tongue into her mouth, kissing her back with a fierce and ferocious passion. Raw heat mixed with spit and the swirl of tongue against tongue, as Jack started to come violently. With a roar she pulled away, forcing herself to break the kiss when all she wanted was for it to continue, when al she wanted was to fold herself into Miranda and moan into her mouth, groan her orgasm into her, breathe her climax down her throat.

She rolled onto her back and grasped at her cock, "GGAARRRGGHH!" she let out an echoing roar or pure climatic pleasure, stroking her cock as thick lengthy ropes of hot cum jetted upwards, more than a few strands of her spunk blasting against the ceiling, as she ejaculated strands of milky seed over and over until her balls drained. Her cum splattered back down to splash against her abs, her tits, her belly... it plastered her in her own filthy cum as she spasmed and bucked in pleasure. With her eyes rolling back into her skull Jack orgasmed hard, then gradually regained her senses. Fighting to sit up she looked over at Miranda, both regretful of wasting her climax, yet proud to have denied Miranda the cum she wanted.

At least this time she had resisted it. She wasn't sure how long she could deny herself the satisfying feeling of painting Miranda's insides with her boiling cum.

Jack stood up, a little shaky on her feet at first, but rapidly regaining her strength. Her eyes roamed about Miranda's form as she licked her suddenly dry lips. "I'm taking a shower. See yourself out... we'll talk again when I've looked over your files." she said simply and dismissively, forcing herself to sound distant, in control, triumphant... when all she could think about was that kiss, that lingering soft, warm, juicy kiss that had made her blow her load. She turned away, strutted out naked, up the stairs to the rest of the ship where the bathrooms were located. She didn't want Miranda to see the mix of feelings wrought upon her features, hate, love, confusion. "Fuck off." was the retort to anyone who got in her way... rather than slamming them through a wall.

...since she was in a good mood.

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The next day Jack actively avoided Miranda, finding places to go and things to do to stay away from her. She barely skimmed over the files she had been given, trying to balance the raw attraction she was feeling towards the Cerberus woman with her usual urge to hatefuck. She had no idea whether Miranda was being honest about wanting her or lying to get her cum. It frustrated her no end... if she was being played she would kill the bitch, for awakening these annoying and unwanted feelings within her. She jerked off hard, coming three times, but it was no good, she couldn't get Miranda out of her head.

She visited the 'silver haired fox', Dr Chakwas, mainly to get some condoms so she wouldn't have to pull out of Miranda's cunt again, and to snag some morning after pills which she could force down her throat if needed to, so if she wanted to bareback in her tight cunt until she came... well, she wouldn't be risking a pregnancy. Chakwas was frustrated in a different way to Jack, complaining all the time Jack was there about how the Dr wanted to fuck Shepard, but he was completely uninterested in her... that she didn't even register on his radar. Instead Shepard spent his time going on minor mission after mission, heading out to conduct seemingly random and mundane tasks, always accompanied by Liara and Garrus... as though there were no other crew members aboard.

Ultimately Dr Chakwas got on Jack's nerves, but when she slapped her, span her around and forced her over a bed in order to fuck some sense into her... she found that the urge to fuck her was polluted with both images of Miranda's face being blasted with cum, along with the taste of her lips, combined with the feel of her tight cunt strangling Jack's cock... and the promise of her virgin ass. It got Jack so fucking hard, but not hard for the doctor. Any other time she would have leapt at the opportunity for some free sex, but all she could think about now was Miranda... and it made her ill, physically sick, angry...

...and hornier than she'd ever been.

She stormed out of the medical bay, leaving Dr Chakwas unfucked and even more frustrated, and headed straight for Miranda's office. She walked in just as two engineers, she recognised them as Kenneth Donnelly and Gabriella Daniels, stepped through the door ahead of her. She pushed past them, walked past Miranda and strode over to the bed visible at the back of her office. Jack was wearing a little less than usual, tight fitting black leather, both a top with a deep V exposing her chest, as well as short black shorts which showed off her legs, from her crotch down to the black leather boots which snaked up her calves and shins to just below her knee. She flopped down onto the bed, stared between the crew and Miranda as she sparked up her omni tool and scanned about the area, looking for something. "Tell them to fuck off." she told Miranda, then looked at the crew, snarling. "Fuck! Off!" she shouted. She brought her left foot up onto the bed and began to unzip the side of the boot, sliding it down and tugging it off. She threw it across the room to bounce off of Daniels head. "Next time, I'll use this." she snarled again, picked up 'something' in a biotic field and waved it around violently.

"And you." she stared at Miranda. "Come here... and bring the chair." she nodded to a space in front of the bed. "And lock the door. I don't want to be fucking disturbed.... and... and hurry up. And you better start talking. I want to know more about you. About what you really want." she added, clearly frustrated and impatient, but with an imploring taint to her expression.

 

[SubjectZero]

What was happening? Just moments ago Jack was giving Miranda the next sex of her life and then suddenly she was pulling out? Not only that but she wasn’t even finished, instead she began beating herself off until that wonderful cum was wasted on the ceiling and all over Jack’s lower body. Confusingly she shook her head and blinked her fuzzy vision to clarity before raising an eyebrow at the convict.

“Why did you….” She started to ask but went quiet as she saw Jack stand to her feet. When the other woman told her to get out, Miranda was genuinely hurt by what she felt like was a sudden betrayal. Had she done something wrong? Impossible, she was perfect and she knew her sex was just as good so why had Jack suddenly turned so cold? Well more cold than she normally was. A few scenarios played out in Miranda’s head but she decided it was best not to question it. Instead she stood up, gather her things and quickly got dressed. Despite still being covered in sweat and reeking of sex, Miranda straightened herself up as much as she could before leaving. On the way out she mentally had to ground herself and shake out the negative feelings in her head. Why did she care all of a sudden what Jack thought? Was she that desperate for a good fuck that she suddenly became infatuated by Jack?

That was ridiculous….or was it? No it had to be, Jack wasn’t even her type. She was too rash and too stubborn, a walking time bomb. A time bomb with….strong arms, a nice natural musk and a fat cock that would put a Korgen to shame. Oh god, maybe she was catching feelings for Jack. Either way she couldn’t let her know and she couldn’t let Cerberus know. She had to act fast before the camera footage was uploaded to the main server. With a new goal in mind, she rushed off to the server room and didn’t look back.

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The next day she had attempted to speak to Jack about last night but the other bionic was actively avoiding her. She could have cornered her and “made” her talk however that seemed unwise. If Jack was avoiding her then perhaps it was for good reason. Perhaps she realized how odd this little pairing had been and decided to forget all about it. Something she would do to but after watching the security footage one more time.

Of course by one more time, Miranda meant five or so as she spent most of her morning in bed with a Omni-cock between her legs. Pumping away at her needy cunt while occasionally adjusting the size and weight of the holographic toy until it was nearly identical to Jack’s. Wasn’t as good as the real thing but it took care of her needs for now. Afterwards she washed up and got to work, updating files, going over data and preforming much needed interviews. Which is why Donnelly and Daniels were both in her room/office when Jack came matching in.

She forcefully had to contain her smile as she turned her attention to the new guest and crossed her arms. “Excuse me? I’m in the middle of something.” Miranda said as she watched Jack walk by her and flop down onto her bed. Rolling her eyes, she placed her hand on her forehead and rubbed her temple before standing up.

“Will you two please excuse us, I need to remind Jack her manners. I’ll finish this later I promise.” Miranda told the two as Daniels was hit by a sudden boot. Thankfully the specialist had some med-gel and was able to apply it before sending them off. Once alone she turned towards Jack and placed her hands on her hips. Slowly she walked towards her before Jack barked her orders and Miranda did what she was told. Using her Omni-tool, she looked the door and continued walking over until she took a seat in front of Jack.

“This is a surprise, I wasn’t sure I’d see you again. I was fairly certain you had coke to your senses.” She said as she leaned back in her office chair and crossed her leg over the other one. Making herself look a bit intimidating and a lot more attractive as she subconsciously made her tits, ass and thighs look bigger. As she got comfortable, she reached a hand up and rubbed her chin before licking her plump lips. Which was spotting a nice bubble gum lipstick, that really made them shine in the light.

“You want to know more about me? You have my file.” She replied before noticing how flustered Jack was. She then decided to keep talking as she uncrossed her legs.

“What do I want? I suppose we can stop dancing around this awkwardly and just talk like rational adults. I don’t want anything Jack, well not in the traditional sense. All I want is your cock and I want you to fuck me with it. I want it slow, I want it tender, I want it rough and I want it fast. I want you to choke me, spank me and call me princess. I want you to use whatever hole you want as long as you’re cumming instead it afterwards.”

She told her as she made sure to keep eye contact with Jack. Miranda didn’t want the other woman to think she was lying or hiding anything because she really wasn’t.

“I’ve had lovers and partners before who were too afraid to be too rough with me because of my father or because of Cerberus. I’ve also had people try and be rough with me and fail miserably yet you are able to give me exactly what I want.” She said as she stood up and walked over to Jack. Miranda then stabled her lap and leaned in until their lips were only inches apart.

“You’re not afraid of damaging me and you’re not afraid of doing what you like. I admire that and I’m jealous that you are able to be so….free.” The specialist said as she reached a hand up to cup Jack’s face, it was gentle and a little sweet as she whispered.

“Please Jack…..will you fuck me? Will you fuck me like an animal and like a lover?” She asked as her heart felt as if it might exploded in her chest. What would Jack do? What would she say? Had she been stupid for telling her all this?

 

[Jack Stalker]

Jack was incredibly hard. It would have been impossible to ignore the massive erection that was packing out her tiny leather shorts, almost to the point where the bulbous head of her erection might have poked free, to tease with the sight of its slick helm. Her body felt hot and tense and she ground her teeth impatiently, as she waited for Miranda to do as she had been told. The Cerberus bitch was on the receiving end of orders for now, and Jack intended to take full advantage of that fact. She had no intention of handing over any files she had received from Diana Allers, nor was she intending to ever let any other tight cunt come close to satisfying her. She thought about how she could be ejaculating to Allers face right now, or driving her cock balls deep into Chakwas 'dusty' old cunt, but those thoughts carried no weight, nor did they excite her the way she found herself getting excited at the thought of sinking her hard flesh into Miranda again. The woman drove her wild, mad with lust, mad with need, mad with desire, no matter the risks of succumbing to some Cerberus plot. The simple fact was that if it was the design of the illusive man or anyone else to have Jack fuck Miranda, then sadly that outcome was inevitable... and as such Jack intended to enjoy every second of it... even if it pushed her further into what she feared to call a relationship.

Sitting on the bed she noticed the Omni cock stuffed to one side, partially concealed. As big as hers with almost the same girth and heft? That suggested only one thing, that Miranda was just as obsessed as Jack was, just as driven, just as hungry to fuck Jack as Jack was to fuck Miranda. Jacks thoughts were cast into turmoil, so many scenario's playing out in her mind as she considered her options, not just for that day but long term. If Miranda wanted her as well, genuinely wanted her, then how was that going to play out? Maybe Cerberus wouldn't care, as ultimately it would mean that Jack would be technically on their side, her attitude towards Miranda tempered by lust and love. It both angered her and filled her with a renewed lust. Her thoughts twisted, she could justify owning Miranda as a safeguard against further problems transpiring with Cerberus. Use her as a shield against any attempt to use her, recapture her, bend her to their will. It would afford her freedom... at least that's what she started to tell herself, desperate to convince herself that her actions were justified. But that wasn't the whole truth, there were other reasons she wanted Miranda, one's she didn't want to face up to, didn't want to admit.

Jack only partially listened to Miranda, hearing her words, processing them, but clearly ignoring her as she raped her up and down with a leering hungry gaze, watching the sway of her hips as though she was being hypnotised by that sway, and perhaps she was. She waited until Miranda obeyed, dragging the chair over to lower herself onto it in front of her. Jack just grinned wildly, slipping off her other boot and standing up, moving to circle around behind Miranda, activating her own Omni tool as she did so, bringing forth a cutting tool and fine tuning it with her other hand as she paused.

"You knew damn well you were going to see me again. It's a small ship when it needs to be, there's not a lot of space within in which to get lost." growled Jack, "Where was I going to go? If you really wanted to see me you'd only have to stake out my cubby hole, and if I wanted to see you, well... I'd just have to come here and eventually you'd show up, wouldn't you? Your own little den, a little more plush than mine... not as good as our glorious commanders, but more than adequate for your purposes." she grinned, licking her lips subconsciously as Miranda licked her own. "As for you... I don't want to read a file, I want to hear it from you. I want to see if I believe you, any old crap could be in some file." she frowned. It was part true, she wanted to hear Miranda, see her, smell her, taste her, feel her. She craved her.

And then it came, the raw filth about what Miranda wanted and Jack almost came right there. She growled, almost hissing as she moved slowly around Miranda, letting her see her humming Omni tool and the razor which had been dispensed from one edge. Her eyes had a fiery glare to them, flashing with eagerness as Miranda spelled out what she wanted. To fuck. She had the whole crew to choose from, any one of them would have sold their soul to fuck Miranda, yet here she was offering herself to Jack, on a silver platter no less. It had to be all part of some Cerberus plan, but Jack had already reasoned out that she was going to accept it, already convinced herself that no matter what happened it was worth it to get her hands on Miranda again. What Miranda wanted was irrelevant really, but fortunately it matched what Jack wanted as well. Almost.

"Don't worry Bitch... I'm going to do all of that and more. Every. Fucking. Day." she hissed, leaning down and whispering her reply into Miranda's ear. She grasped a fistful of her hair and bent her head back, looking down into her eyes. "But first things first Princess. I have something to attend to with you." she smiled, then squeezed at Miranda's earlobe with her teeth, sucking on it, then letting it slip free as she kissed the side of her cheek. Hot wet lips bathing her with warm spit and tingling breaths. "If you want my cum though, you'll have to earn it. I know you will, I can hear how badly you want it." she gave a raw rough chuckle in her deep bass of a snarl. She shifted back around to the bed and sat back, tapping her finger against her lips in thought about where to start, but before she was about to continue Miranda stood up and stepped forwards to straddle her, momentarily catching her by surprise. "What? Bitch I didn't tell you to..." she started, but her response was muffled by the closeness of Miranda's lips against hers... and she wasted no time moving to grasp a fistful of hair with one hand, and a fistful of ass with the other. She breathed out a heavy groan, feeling the weight of Miranda's body against her lap and her cock.

"Oh... I'll fuck you all right. I don't give a fuck about your father, I don't give a fuck about the Illusive man, about Cerberus, about anything or anyone." Jack groaned, a cocky smirk on her lips. "I don't give a fuck about the washouts who tried to fuck you in the past... and I don't give a fuck about holding back from taking what I want." she hissed, then leaned in to kiss Miranda ferociously, sliding her tongue into Miranda's mouth to fuck it open as she kissed her with a passion, slashing it back and forth, tasting her spit, moaning into her mouth. Her hands shifted to Miranda's front and, enhanced by a spike of biotic energy, tore open her suit, exposing her tits. "I do give a fuck about having you though, about claiming you... so think of this as an initiation. People need to know you're mine. You want me to fuck you? You want me to take you? Then no more games. You have to prove yourself. This is step one." she stood up, depositing Miranda back on the chair, then moved behind it, grasping her wrists to hold them behind her while she took out a pair of physical cuffs from her back pocket and clicked them into place, the ratcheting sound ending as they locked in place. "Step one." she grunted, waving her Omni tool across the side of Miranda's scalp there was a brief buzzing sound as pre programmed sequence triggered and the room filled momentarily with the smell of scorched hair and flesh. Jack shifted the chair so that Miranda could see her reflection in the porthole glass.

See her new haircut, one that would signal she had a new fan.

"Now, when people look at you... you can deny it, but they'll know." she whispered, leaning down to Miranda's ear. "They'll know you belong to me!" she grit her teeth. lifting Miranda to her feet, dragging and shoving her around to face the door, pushing her forwards... but shifting to instead push her against her desk, bending her over it to face the closed door as she tore open her suit from the nape of her neck to her crotch. "Next time I see you I want you in a skirt, not pants." she grinned, squeezing Miranda's left breast with her fingers, while she stroked her right hands fingertips down Miranda's spine, through her ass to her cunt, delving into it to stretch it while thumbing at her asshole. "I want to be able to get at my woman when I want to, I want to be able to shove you against a wall, push up your skirt and slide inside you, or sit down next to you and ease my hand onto your lap... and my fingers into your hot cunt. I want to see how wet you are when you bend over, smell your soaking cunt when I stand close... and see how you drive others wild with your legs, while knowing that they can't ever have you... because from now on, you are mine!" she finished, punctuating the sudden pause and silence with her sound of her zip being drawn down and the hefty slap of her cock against Miranda's ass cheek as it sprang out to throb and pulse with an angry hunger.

Jack forced her cock head up against Miranda's cunt lips, then pushed in... It took three dedicated thrusts to fully hilt herself, each accompanied by a groaning hiss, a loud moan of pleasure as she used Miranda's tight hole to lather her cock. She then pulled back, spitting onto her ass crack, watching the spittle gather about the head of her cock as she placed it against the entrance to her tightest hole. "I know what you want... you want me to flood that pussy with hot cum. Well... we'll see, we'll see how long it takes you to break me and make me do that. We'll see how many times I have to see your legs flashing in my sight, your hips swaying, how many times you come see me to seduce me, how many times I have to hear your filthy words over the comms... We'll see how long it takes you to seduce me into fucking your tight little Cerberus cunt... my love... AARRGGGHHH!" she bellowed as she forced her hips forwards, driving her cock balls deep into Miranda's ass with a long slow stroke, thrusting inch by inch into her impossibly tight rectal tract, deforming her rectum with the massive girth of her cock until her anal rim was stretched tighter than an airlock seal around her shaft. Her entire rod sank deep enough into Miranda to threaten her bowels, as she fucked herself into her ass. "God help me... you feel so... ANnGGHHGHH!" she groaned, then started to fuck her.

The thrusts came slow at first, with jack molesting Miranda's tits with one hand, lifting her from the desk so she was wedged against it, her cunt grinding against the edge while Jack slapped her ass and drove thrust after thrust into her anus. Then, after a while, pushed her down, increasing the speed of her pounding, the desk creaking and groaning from the power and force of her thrusts as her pelvis slapped against Miranda's taut buttocks. Her cock pulled out until the helm was the only thing keeping her asshole open, then she powered it back into her until her balls slapped against Miranda's flesh. "AaHH God... OHh fuck.. AAHHH... MMMGHH!" she moaned and groaned with each piercing stroke, feeling the tight wet heat of Miranda's anal chute as she laid claim to it. "Is this what you wanted... my love..." she hissed, the confession of feeling slipping out. She ignored it, lost in the moment, biting Miranda's ear as she leaned over her. Fucking her from the hips, keeping most of her cock lodged inside her now as she bounced against her ass, slap after slap signalling another hard thrust into her yielding body. "I was thinking about you all fucking day, I... I couldn't even fuck Chakwas when she was begging for it... couldn't even call on Allers to vent my frustration... I could only think about you. You're worse than a fucking drug Miranda... I want you. I need you... and I'm going to fucking have you... and you will prove to me that I haven't sold my soul for a fake, a liar, you will prove your love." she groaned, shifting her grasp to the link between the cuffs, pulling Miranda into her as she leaned back up, standing behind her and dragging her ass onto her cock over an dover again.

"Fuck me... show me how much you want me. How much you crave it... and when you think I'm going to cum, roll over so I can plaster your amazing tits." she grunted again. "You can do it, I know you can... AAHhHH... no one else for you Miranda... and no one for me... not while you are proving yourself." she gasped, snapping the link to free Miranda's cuffed hands. "You're free now. Don't waste your freedom. Fuck me!" she growled, then slid her palms up Miranda's back to rest on her shoulder blades, then around to squeeze at her ample tits. "Of course, you'll need to come at least twice and make me feel your hot juices, smell your scent, hear your honest orgasm." she grinned, sliding one hand down Miranda to nestle her fingers in her cunt hairs, giving them an encouraging tug. "Now fuck me, my slut, my whore, my bitch... my woman. Mine. You're fucking mine... so prove it to me, prove to me I didn't choose wrong. Make me want to come in that ass so bad I can't control myself." she hissed finally, teasing her fingers into Miranda's cunt while rolling a nipple between her fingers.

 

[SubjectZero]

Every primitive instinct and desire had bubbled to the surface as Miranda was yanked to her feet. Forced to stand face to face with Jack as fear engulfed her senses. However that fear didn’t last long as she was pinned against the door and then soon after bent over her own desk. It was at that point that she felt those familiar hands grab at her flesh. Squeezing and tugging about her breasts before one snaked its way down her spine to arrive at her cunt. Which was quickly and mercilessly finger fucked as the rim of her asshole was played with. Sadly for Miranda this didn’t last long as Jack would soon remove her fingers from her hairy cunt and leave her aching for more.

Though what came next made Miranda’s spine tingle as she heard the unzipping of Jack’s shorts and then felt as her thick cock slapped against her toned ass. The heat and the weight of it was mouthwatering as her needy cunt watered at the thought of being stuffed once more. Which came almost immediately as the wide tip speared her pussy lips and dived deep into her, leaving her gasping as she gripped the desk beneath her. Using it as a lightning rod, she grounded herself to reality as three powerful thrusts were slammed into her and caused her to momentarily lift off the ground. Of course this had only been step one of Jack’s plan and as Miranda tried to comprehend her words she felt Jack spit on her ass.

The spit would travel down her asscrack and run across her asshole until it was smeared against her rim by the tip of Jack’s cock kissing it. From there Miranda could only gulp as she began sweating and biting her lip before that monster of a cock buried itself balls deep inside her. At first Miranda didn’t process what had happened but after just a second of having it inside her, she felt everything come rushing in. The sting, the burn, the stretching of her previously unused asshole. All of it was overwhelming her mind so much that she came violently and squirted all over Jack’s thighs. She should have felt embarrassed but she didn’t, she was far too busy crying and shaking instead. Frantically the inside of her asshole was desperately trying to close but to no avail as Jack began fucking her.

Which was surprising slow at first but this was most likely due to how tight Miranda was. She tried to ground herself again but as Jack molested her tits she found herself unable to collect her sanity. Leaving her only able to drool and scream in both lust and pain. Eventually after some time and as Jack’s thrusting evolved in intensity, Miranda found herself able to think again. Although it felt like she was operating through a fog, everything felt distorted and warped as she tried to control her breathing. Something that should have been easy for her given her training but this was a while different type of war. A war if bodies, lust and love? Mmm perhaps not love but certainly lust. At least that’s what she thought until she heard Jack say “my love.”

It had been such a small thing but it held so much power behind it. Miranda wanted to say something in return but found it hard to do so as she was held in place against the desk. With her face squishing along the desk she could get the words out but tried her best to speak. “J-Jack….” She whispered as she found her voice raspy from the screaming. Had she really screamed that much? Honestly at the moment she had no way of knowing but she decided she would rewatch the footage later, on her security camera to see for herself. For now she would do everything in her power to fuck herself on that cock as her eyes became glassy with further desire. There wasn’t much she could do at the moment but she found ways to make herself useful. Such as timing Jack’s thrusts so she could ram herself backwards just as Jack rammed herself forward.

Causing louder and more impactful fucks to echo in the room as her cunt leaked all over them both. This continued until Jack’s next confession left Miranda momentarily stunned. Had she really left such an impact on her? Did the former convict really crave her in such a way and furthermore did she have feelings for Miranda? The specialist didn’t know but as she felt her cuffs unlock, she began plotting her next move. For the next few minutes she listened to Jack speak and she let the other woman continue to have her way with her until without warning she pulled away. She then used her bionics and her training to flip Jack over and slam her on top of the desk until she was laying down on it.

Miranda then jumped up onto the desk and stabled Jack’s hips before leaning down to kiss her. She wasn’t sure what Jack’s reaction would be but she assumed she would probably get her revenge after this. For now Miranda wanted to take control, even if it was only for a moment. Once she parted her lips from hers she pinned Jack’s wrists to the table and whispered in her ear. “You look far better beneath me.” She said with a smile before she leaned up and turned around. With her ass facing Jack, she reached back to grab her cock. Then once she was able to line it up with her asshole, Miranda lowered herself onto it and whimpered as she closed her eyes.

After a moment to adjust she began bouncing up and down on Jack’s dick as she leaned back to place her hands on the desk. Using her arms and legs, Miranda kept herself from falling as she fucked herself over and over again. Eventually she reached back to grab Jack’s hands as she placed them on her neck. “Choke me Jack, please I trust you and I need you to touch me. I crave your touch, I crave your lips, I crave your cock..,don’t you see it? I would never betray you because you’re mine. I’m not letting anyone take you from me.”

She said as she bounced faster and harder, continuing to fuck herself on her lover’s cock while confessing even more to her. “I’ve never felt anything this good before, I couldn’t even touch myself anymore without thinking of you. I even watched old security footage of you fucking other people just to imagine it was me!” She whined out as she began rubbing her cunt and clit in addition to bouncing on Jack’s cock. Miranda was close and as she told Jack more she found herself getting even closer.

“I won’t share you anymore though! Do you understand that? This is my cock, mine and only mine. I don’t give a shit if Cerberus wants it or Shepard or the god damn alliance, it belongs to me.” She said as she started to finger her hairy cunt now and squeezed her own breast. “I don’t care when you’re got h, I don’t care if I’m in a meeting or in a fucking firefight, you better fuck me and only me! Please Jack! I love..OH GOD JACK PLEASE!” She screamed as she squirted so hard that she passed out and fell back again Jack’s body before snapping awake as she shook violently from the most intense orgasm of her life.

 

[Jack Stalker]

Jack wasn't entirely sure she was making the right decision, but the blood from her brain was mostly in her cock right now and Miranda's impossibly tight ass was strangling it so hard it was taking every rational thought (and shred of reason) just to hold back from flooding her bowels with cum. And holding back was absolutely crucial, because the incredible feel of that ass, squeezing her thick length and lathering it with froth from tip to balls, was indescribably pleasurable. Miranda's tight anus sent shivers of ecstasy rolling through Jack's body with each thrust, while her hands mauled and molested Miranda's tits and cunt, her nimble eager digits sinking into her tight pussy and squeezing and rolling her hard nipples. Jack wallowed in the blissful feel of that tight channel being defiled and despoiled with each brutal, hard, deep, piercing thrust that she summoned the energy to deliver to Miranda's rectal chute. Grunting, hissing, moaning, being driven closer to heaven with every stroke.

Miranda was able to keep her so fucking hard, almost constantly. Just thinking about her was enough to get a raging erection. Now that Jack had her massive fuck tool buried in that perfect ass, she was drowning in pure indulgence, filled with a feeling of wanton lust that only grew with each 'balls deep' thrust into that viciously tight rectum. Her nails bit into Miranda's flesh, leaving even more evidence of her ownership, and her body shuddered and shook with each hilting of her rod, as she gasped and groaned, clearly overwhelmed with emotion and desire as she fucked herself into her. Jack revelled in laying claim to what Miranda had confessed she had never offered up or given to anyone else. Jack's balls were on fire and her body was quaking, from the near convulsive spears of pleasure that shot thorough her each time their bodies clashed together in their sinful union.

The feel of Miranda's ass, stretching around the fat girth of her womanhood, was pure ecstasy. Miranda hadn't been lying, that ass felt fresh, virginal, a delight that Jack had never experienced. Her strokes slowed, each thrust being savoured as she slowly worked to widen the tight asshole with her fucking, to open Miranda up so that her every shaft burying motion brought her cock head up against the entrance to her bowels and let her know how lucky she was... to be fucked by such an eager and well hung lover. If she'd ever had a desire to fuck a man, Jack intended to erase it, to shred that desire and deform it into a craven need to fuck only Jack.

The sudden wetness was surprising... and Jack gasped and looked down, wide eyed, as Miranda orgasmed all over her, her tiny little cunt spewing molten fluids against Jacks thighs as she came hard from Jack's violation of her pristine anus. "You filthy little fuck... god damn, AHHHH... that's so fucking hot... God... AhhHH... having you come like that, just from having that tight ass fucked open? GARrGGHH!" she hissed and groaned, leaning into Miranda to fuck her harder, deeper, faster, screwing her massive erection deep into her ass as she felt the splattering juices of her convulsing cunny blast against her skin. "You wanted this so bad, didn't you Miranda.. you wanted me so bad.. fuck... your ass feels so fucking good... AUAUnNGGHH!" she panted, the slap of hips and groin against ass echoing in the office bedroom space, as she fought to hold back from her own end, seeking to prolong the mind blowing sensations tearing through her as Miranda had an orgasm ass fucked out of her. Jack's cock throbbed, bulging and pulsing as it grew and stretched out that ass a little more, her fingers dripping with Miranda's cunt juice as she teased them through her soaking quim.

Miranda's screams and the drool from her lips fuelled Jack's ego to no end, but it also brought an unexpected and undeniable surge of satisfaction, of victory, of delight in the clear evidence of the pleasure she was giving, inflicting and delivering to Miranda. The Cerberus bitch wasn't faking a god damn thing, she was Jacks, impaled on cock and squirting like an Omega whore. She was owned by the criminal escapee now, broken on the altar of her rock hard erection... and Jack was loving every second of it, loving the overwhelming feelings of dominance, ownership and a slowly developing love of the way the cheerleader writhed and spasmed on the end of her enormous cock.

Jack grit her teeth, clenching them so hard she thought she might chip a tooth, as Miranda began to time her back thrusts onto Jacks impaling strokes, forcing her ass onto Jack's lengthy shaft and multiplying her ecstasy ten fold as she continued to fuck her, driving into her over and over post her initial orgasm. Jack brought her cunt stained fingers up to her lips, sucking them clean as she groaned and quivered, Miranda's tight ass sucking on her cock like a desperate mouth from tip to balls as it travelled the length of her dripping shaft.

The biotic assault was unexpected, and sent a spike of Adrenalin surging through Jack. She desperately wanted to lash out, to fight, to destroy whatever was spinning her around, but she held back, let herself be plastered against the desk by Miranda's efforts. She was more powerful that Miranda, but this was not a lethal attack so she let herself be sprawled against the surface, her cock dragged free from Miranda's ass to be mercifully exposed to cooling air and the salvation of freedom that would help to stave off her orgasm a while longer. She looked up at Miranda with a challenging growl on her lips, her eyes flashing with want and desire, with a primal hunger as she lay there. She rose up a little on her elbows, licking her lips slowly to moisten them as she waited to see what Miranda was going to do next with her precious freedom. She bristled with energy and anticipation, her cock twitching and rivulets of pre cum and ass juice streaking down it to pool about her balls. "Is that all you've got?" she hissed, a cocky crooked grin on her lips. Her senses were sharp, her body on fire, arousal and lust burning through her.

She reached up to slide her fingers into Miranda's hair as she leaned down to kiss her, welcoming it, feasting on her lips, fucking her tongue into her mouth to taste her, slashing against her own oral muscle, moaning into her mouth, devouring her breath and squashing her lips against hers as she felt shivering waves of pleasure from that union of mouths almost cause her to ejaculate. She fisted her fingers in Miranda's hair, at least on the side of her head where it still remained, while her other hand moved to ease behind her neck, pulling her into a long and desperate battle of lips and tongue as she groaned in ecstasy and kissed her over and over. She eagerly met what passion might be there with tenfold of her own. She let Miranda pin down her wrists, she would shatter the table to free herself if she had to, but right now she didn't want to move. She simply snorted at Miranda's comment, watching her shift around to reverse cowgirl herself onto Jacks prone form.

"Fuck me. Just fuck me you bitch... god.. I want you so fucking bad... fuck me... I can't wait any longer to feel that ass sucking on my cock... AAuUNNHHh.. fuck me!" she demanded, angry, impatient, desperate words commanding and pleading at the same time as she writhed about a little... "Oh my god... AHHHNNGHH!" Jack's eyes rolled back in her head and she arched her back, as her hips delivered the length of her cock deep into Miranda's ass as the Cerberus cheerleader grasped at her fat girth and guided it to her anal rim. The feeling of that tight channel, engulfing her again, caused her to moan out loudly in ecstasy. Was this room soundproof? She didn't know and could have cared less in that blissful moment, the thought of 'knowing looks' falling upon her when she left would only serve to boost her ego and cement her union with Miranda, letting everyone know.

This bitch was hers.

She watched Miranda bouncing up and down in a semi daze, assfucking her cock, felt her grasp her wrists, bringing them to her neck. Jack smirked at the request. "Maybe later. I want to see your eyes, see your face, when I choke an orgasm out of you. See the agony as you gasp for breath, then the raw primal passion in your expression when I cum inside you as I finally allow you to draw a breath. Right now though... I think I'll... Ahhh... fuck... Oh god... that's so fucking good... what... what was I saying? AaauuuNNGH... Yeah, yeah, right now I'll just have these." she gasped, groaning from the constant ass fucking pressure as she groped and molested Miranda's tits from behind, nails biting into flesh and leaving red trails in her skin which marked her as Jacks, marked her as having surrendered her tits to the frantic and feverish fuck induced abuse of a wild lover.

Jack rose up to kiss her neck, biting the side of her throat as she peppered it with vicious glowing love bites, reddening her flesh as she bounced up and down in Jack's lap, spearing herself onto her ever hard cock. Miranda's arousal induced confessions were music to Jack's ears, whether she meant the words or not she'd have to wait and see, but while she was waiting she would make damn sure to fuck Miranda every chance she got until she was a drooling cock addicted slut to Jacks needs. And if she was lying, if she was saying these things falsely, then Jack would make her pay for managing to drag some emotion out of her for her Cerberus lover.

"Fuck!" she hissed through her teeth, as Miranda spoke about watching security footage. It was almost too much and she almost came. Her head lolled back and she let her cock be assaulted, Miranda's ass sliding up and down it, pre cum spewing out to lather her balls, soil her groin, creating a sticky mess which left strings stretched between ass cheeks and her cock hilt as Miranda's ass was driven up and down her throbbing pillar of hard flesh. "I hope you're recording this little session as well, you twisted bitch... so you can see how hard I make you come, over and over again... auuunNGHH!" she gasped, crudely twisting Miranda's nipples and sucking hard on her throat, before leaning back to let her continue to bounce fuck her cock. "And you don't have to imagine being fucked by me any more... UUHHH... I'll be doing it for real, every fucking chance I get... AAHHHNNUGH! Guuoood... AuuNNgghH... I'm going to have you every fucking day. You won't always know when, or where... but I will fucking have you... AUUUNNGGHH!"

Jack moaned in unrestrained ecstasy, as Miranda dared to lay a claim on her, feeling her hand cover her own as Miranda moved to claw at her own tit. Jack shivered against her, teeth grinding, breaths ragged and rasping as she felt Miranda's cock sucking ass slide up and down her shaft. "Don't worry you bitch, I'm going to do exactly that.. I'm going to fuck you raw, fuck you whenever... oh god... GGARRRGGH! I'm coming... AUUUNNGGHHH!!" she bellowed out as Miranda came, the feeling of her cunt juices virtually pissing all over Jack's lap pushed her over the edge and she finally orgasmed herself. Her body jolted violently and her throbbing cock disgorged a torrent of hot cum into Miranda's bowels, blasting them full of her seed as she grasped her about the waist, filling her rectum with hot boiling sperm as her eyes rolled back and her jerking frame bucked and spasmed against Miranda's. The orgasm seemed to last an eternity and Jack thought it would never end, as her body was wracked with convulsions and her cock spat ropes of spunk deep into Miranda's perfect ass.

As she passed out, Jack took control, rolling her onto her belly, then continuing to thrust wildly, fucking herself into Miranda's semi conscious form. She pounded in hard and fast, drilling her cock into her barely responsive body, until her Cerberus modified flesh found the strength to unleash another load into her just as she came around. Searing cum spewed into Miranda's tight anal corridor, splurting out to plaster her thighs and skin as Jack came again, shuddering as she fell against Miranda's back and continued to shiver and quake, her body wracked with orgasmic pleasure as she filled Miranda's bowels with enough of her seed to leave her leaking cum for a week. Her tits squashed against Miranda's back, as she folded herself into her and shook until her balls were drained. Jack gasped and moaned weakly, as she lay against her conquest, before planting a gentle kiss against her shoudler, then her neck, then her cheek, sucking momentarily on her earlobe before deciding to just lie there against her for a while, her throbbing cock leaking the dregs of her balls into her ravaged asshole.

Finally Jack rolled off her, slapping her ass weakly, then scooching down to bite it, leaving indents of her teeth deep in the flesh. She licked her lips, crawling back up to face Miranda. "Okay. Let's do this thing, whatever it is, Cheerleader. You have to understand though, I'll fucking kill you if you break my heart. Understand? I have needs, mostly because of what was done to me. This thing needs to be satisfied... you satisfy it, then I'm yours." she hissed, taking Miranda's hand and placing it on her spent cock which still throbbed achingly from draining her balls into Miranda's asshole. "Regardless... I fucking own you. You're mine. You let another member of this crew even pinch your ass, I'll break them, then I'll punish you." she snarled, roughly kissing Miranda. It was a powerful, ragged, rough kiss that went on and on until she was sucking on her lower lip and gently stroking her tongue against the roof of Miranda's mouth. She continued with a lazy assault on her mouth, indulging herself with long lingering passionate kisses, until finally she stretched and peeled herself off the desk. Memories of what happened on that desk would be at the forefront of any visits to Miranda's office now, causing Jack to smirk as she trailed her fingernails over the surface. "The first file I want from you, is one showing you fucking come like a whore on this desk... come hard from having your ass fucked. I want it." she snorted a laugh. "I might make you watch it when I fuck your ass again. See if i can improve on my performance." she half joked.

After a while Jack yawned, stripped off her top and tugged her shorts down and off, before rising and walking naked into Miranda's bedroom area and tapping a wall control to expose the concealed shower and head, which she entered. Moments later hot steam erupted as she started to shower.

She sniggered as the water cascaded down her back, rubbing her shaved head and eyes, as she let the water try and wash away the liquid sin that decorated her body from their coupling. "Can you imagine how many of the crew would be coming in their pants if they knew what we were doing? Damn... enough of them walk around all day hard as fuck or wet as a river, just thinking about either one of us. The thought of fucking the perfect body of Miranda Lawson, or getting fucked by the dangerous and powerful biotic Jacqueline Nought. Together we must be a wet dream for the whole fucking crew." she laughed. Turning around she let the water caress her small tits, while her hands smoothed down her body and manhandled her cock as she washed around it with her fingers. "I think I'll crash here tonight. It'll make a change... and if I get horny, well, you'll be right there." she shrugged nonchalantly. She could feel herself getting a little hard again, she'd thought the water might help with things but the Cerberus engineering done to her made arousal a reward for violence, action and sinful thoughts, and she couldn't not think of Miranda without thinking about violently taking her.

"What do you want to do now Mira?" she called out, trying out the shortened name for size. "You want to join me in here? Get some rest? Maybe go sit down in the mess and grab a bite, show the crew we're no longer enemies... or do you want to keep that on the down low?" she was still a little hesitant, but she was willing to take a few baby steps in the direction of revealing they were in a relationship of some kind.

"To be fair, I could probably go another round in the shower." she finished, reaching down to stroke her cock as it started to stiffen again, even under the water stream. Her fingers could barely grasp around it's fat girth, as the memory of Miranda's tight ass wrapped about it was burned into her brain. Cerberus had ensured that she was always ready, always able to be rewarded with arousal to keep her eager to do her duty. "Could you go another round? Have you got what it takes... or do you need a break?" she smirked. It wasn't like she wasn't tired, or hungry, things could go any way from here. "Or maybe you want to talk about shit, ask some questions?" she rolled her eyes. That wasn't her thing, but some people liked to 'afterwards'... all she could think about was Miranda's ass clenching at her cock, as she pummelled her bowels with a thick load of cum that had been pent up inside her for way too long. The buzz she was getting from this was unlike anything she'd ever experienced before... and she wanted more of it, she wanted as much of it she could get. If Mira wasn't up for more fucking then she'd at least have to get her to jerk one out of her cock for her, before she hit the sack.

The next day aboard the Normandy was going to be pretty interesting.