Chapter 9: Miranda's Bitch

Omega’s New Rule.

Harkin, also known as Fade looked at the encrypted communique on his Omni-Tool he had been staring at it for two hours. What it was proposing he never thought possible? But the offer was there. Cerberus would allow him to get revenge on the woman that cost him his C-sec job and he would offer his services in recruiting able body people for a very difficult mission. He would also cede his secret identity database to Cerberus. Amongst those the infamous Most-Wanted C-Sec fugitives. Cerberus was very interested in a Batarian terrorist named Balak, an odd request since Balak was an alien, and his entire team, a person responsible for the Terra Nova incident.

He always knew that Counselor Tevos had it in for him and made his life a living hell when he was at C-Sec, she made it to where he no longer cared about doing the right thing. At C-Sec no matter what he did he got in trouble, and it was because of her. She had it in for him because he arrested her aide. Albeit she did nothing wrong, but Harkin needed to have some fun, and the aide had been badmouthing all the officers on duty that day. Harkin had fantasies of what he would do to the counselor if he ever had the chance, but that is all they were, fantasies or so he thought she was all high and mighty, and the Counselor basically ruled the galaxy with two other people. He responded to Cerberus’s offer jokingly with a ridiculous demand to join a suicide mission if “you fucks at Cerberus”, gave him one night with Counselor Tavos to do with what he pleases; he would give Cerberus his entire secret identity database as well as contact certain key operatives to use on their mission. He thought that his answer ended the dialogue, even proud of himself that he was able to advance his asshole powers to even Terrorist.

He wanted to go home after another boring day making fake ID’s and get black out drunk like he had been doing most nights as of late. Working in the factory district was not exactly the most fun job title, certainly less eventful than C-Sec and although he had an entire detachment of Blue Suns under him, he felt like a glorified desk jockey.

So, imagine his surprise when he opened the door to his apartment and saw strapped, spread eagle to his couch with a gag in her mouth, and a spreader bar between her ankles which had been placed above her head with the ends tied to her wrist was none other than Councilor Tevos, the representative of all Asari in Citadel space.

A sign was pasted on the wall stating,” Welcome to Cerberus. Your pickup coordinates will arrive in 24 hours have a fun night.”

“Hole-Leeeee-Shit!” Harkin exclaimed as he closed his door. Tevos eyes shot wide with terror when saw who walked into the door. “And they even went through the trouble of robbing you of that ridiculous ball gown you blue bitches like to strut around in. Do not worry, we will work on that uppity attitude bitch.”, Harkin uttered with a lustful menace that only a lifetime of misogyny could manufacture.

The night was a good one from Harkin’s perspective especially when she had multiple orgasms from Harkin’s cock, he might be an asshole, but he knew how to have sex very well. Between the spanks, fuckings, and humiliations, Tevos returned to her apartment early next morning and did not report a thing. Even if she wanted to, Cerberus, sent her a vid of the entire night to her personal omni-tool. It did not take long for the Illusive Man to make his blackmail demands known. It was not long before Councilor Trelani, (the Matriarch the Illusive Man had sex on the Shadow Broker’s Dossier), and her would spend time at the end of the Illusive’s man cock.

Shuttle Docking Bay

Jericho was nervous, wary that C-sec would swarm him and his team in the shuttle any second. Now was a waiting game to see if Miranda would finish her business with the Shadow Broker Agent before C-sec realized that one of the Councilors had been kidnapped. Jericho placed the fake beacon near her hiding spot and was still broadcasting. It was the one spot on the Citadel she often went to clear her mind. C-Sec and the Asari Commandos would not know anything was amiss for about two days. Fortune favored Jericho as Tevos had into a heated debate with the other councilors about the quasi slavery allowed on Illium. So, her going to her hiding spot was not unexpected. In fact, that was where Jericho abducted her, as he and his team had been shadowing her for several days.

Banking Center Financial District Citadel.

Offices of Barla Von.

“Greetings Miranda Lawson, I must say I am genuinely surprised to see you or anyone from your organization in this facility.” The Volus exhaled through his mask.

“Oh I know, your boss has been trying to find out about us since we came into existence. But now I have some information for your benefactor that he might find most interesting.” Miranda Lawson said.

“Information never comes free, what is the price?” Barla Von asked.

“Oh let’s just say we have the same fly in our ointment the Broker has” Miranda said slyly.

“Ah I see, I am afraid you are going to have to elaborate the broker has a number of flies as do you I’d imagine” Barla Von added.

“We do indeed. This is about Liara T’soni, the information broker on Illium. Well let us just say we have something that she wants, and the broker will definitely want to keep out of her hands.” Miranda said.

“Well, why not give it to us and be on your way?” Barla Von responded.

“I am afraid, not, I need to make sure she is taken off the board. Either help us capture or kill her or do it yourself.” Miranda offered.

“We do have an agent, but we cannot get Liara to leave the comfort and security of her office.” Barla Von said.

“Oh, I can get her out of her office. We are planning an ambush on Omega for her. We just need help with the rest of the team except Tali. Tali has been under our thumb for some time. I managed to infect her suit with a nanite virus that has had her subdued ever since Freedom’s Progress. Needless to say, she is my good lil girl for quite some time. We will pick up her shortly after leaving the Citadel.” Miranda stated.

“We have a deal ... and what happens to Aria?” Barla asked.”

“Well, I was hoping you would let us have her, break her and as payment for your help in taking her down and our help taking Liara down, we give you all access to her mainframe as well as any information gathered after she is debriefed.” Miranda stated making sure to emphasize debriefed so Barla knows it will not be through conventional means she gives up the intel.

“Very well, she is too much of a liability to allow into our custody anyways, as much as the Broker would love to have the bitch of Omega in his trophy case having a direct relationship with who succeeds her is more important. “Barla stated.

“Then it is agreed.” Miranda said as she made her way to the shuttle.

Omega alleys in front of the warehouse district. Cassie smirked as her gorgeous frame filled out her black one piece nicely. Like Miranda she used her biotics as a weapon but unlike Miranda she was purely adept. The tall leggy blonde just listened as she heard demands from the various mercenary bands.

“Well ladies and gentlemen, no one will have a profit to make if the Collectors are not stopped. All your operations are in the zone of the collector attacks. Need I remind you all that they have already engineered a plague that killed many of your comrades just for the sake of making you look bad. If we do not team up how long do you think you will last alone? Look I get it, you hate Cerberus, and we cannot stand you ugly fucks either, but the bottom line is, we can fight later, we need to deal with this now.” Cassie emphasized jabbing her finger down at the table.

“What’s in it for us, we could just as easily join Aria T’Loak and try and take them out with about the same results.” Donner Vosque countered.

“Plus, she has already promised me her blue ass in my bed for her help with the aftermath of the Vorcha riots. “Donner Vosque proclaimed back at Cassie.

“So, she promised you she would sleep with you?” Cassie asked.

“Yes” Donner said.

“And has she given any indication she would follow through on that?” Cassie countered.

“No” Donner Vosque said in a more subdued tone.

“In fact, she laughs at you, boss, Aria and her crew thinks it’s funny” A blue sun uttered from behind him.

“Ah ... well ... what would you say instead of a night, we up that to two weeks. Provided you give her back to us relatively unharmed at the forward operating base.” Cassie stated

Donner laughed, “My you Cerberus fucks are cocky, what makes you think you will win?” He asked.

“Because this time unlike when you idiots tried it, are going to have the full weight of Cerberus, as well as the Shadow Broker. We will know everything we need to know to hit her when she least expects it.” Cassie bragged.

“We are the dumbasses? Listen, Aria always expects it, this is Omega, the only thing is for certain is that you fuck with Aria you die.” Donner said.

“Oh, my I will have to personally test that theory when we capture her.” Cassie said as she seductively rubbed her leg.

“Fuck it, you only live once, right?” Donner Vosque said as he looked at his compatriots.

“You only live once” The mercenaries cheered on.

Omega Two Weeks Later

Samara, Garrus, Tali, Thane gathered around a table in the apartment on their plan to ask Aria for one of her merc cruisers to go after the Normandy. The plan was to ask her to loan the cruiser in exchange for Normandy itself. A ship that was virtually undetectable would be a powerhouse in the Terminus System even more so than her cruiser fleet she controlled. The thinking was that Shepard had already established good will with Aria by exposing the coup planned by the three major merc group on Omega.

Samara joined in exchange for help taking down her daughter Morinth, a job she originally meant for Shepard, but when the Normandy was taken when she getting supplies with Garrus that plan went out the window. No one questions why Tali was there, she had been one of Shepard’s most loyal followers and had recently been exiled by her people. All she had was Shepard.

The group had been awaiting the arrival of Liara, who organized their group, only she never showed up, it had been two days, furthermore, they were starting to worry that something had happened. The group knew she was going after the Shadow Broker, a risky proposition no matter the resources of the person trying to obtain it.

Afterlife

Garrus finally agreed to help Samara take down her daughter, Morinth. Garrus thought he would try to play it cool after all he lived on Afterlife for over a year and half. He knew it like the back of his hand on paper he might be a better lure than Shepard ever was. Garrus being a little more of a straight arrow. However, being a straight arrow, he beat the ever-living snot out of the Pervy Turian accosting the Asari Dancer, headbutted the Krogan, and paid for drinks of everyone in the VIP lounge of the Afterlife. All was going according to plan until it was not. Samara started trailing Morinth and Garrus throughout Omega when Morinth suddenly turned a corner into an alley and when Samara got to the alley she was gone.

The next thing she knew a gang of Vorcha were descending on Samara like a pack of wolves. Samara’s stasis bubble stopped all income bullets, the biotic attacks that followed provided quite the spectacle however it did lead to her losing track of her daughter by the time the fight was done Samara was alone in the alley and her daughter was nowhere in sight. Fortunately for her she was a damn good Justicar and anticipated this might happen and had a tracking device on Garrus. She promptly ran after the signal wherever it led her.

Morinth’s Apartment.

Garrus got Morinth to take him to her apartment, and before he could do anything he was enthralled by the Ardat Yadshi.

Samara thought she was going to barge in and surprise her daughter, was taken aback when she arrived. She saw an entirely naked Garrus with his wrist tied behind his back on his knees licking the feet of Morinth.

The shock of seeing this soldier reduced to this manner shocked her for a split second, which was more than long enough for the overly powered Morinth who just fed on the artist nights before to launch and land a debilitating attack that fell her own mother Samara. She fell unconscious against the door of Morinth’s apartment. Moments later a whole squad of Shadow Broker agents swooped in. Samara the Justicar had been one of the concessions given to the Shadow Broker in exchange for their help. They quickly placed a biotic inhibitor collar on her neck. And cuffed the Justicar.

The captain of the squad that burst into the room announced, “Prep her for delivery. The Broker wants her secured and displayed.”

The captain turned to Morinth and asked, “What about him?” referring to Garrus who still was lavishing his oral praise.

“Oh, I am need of a midnight snack if I am going to crash the queen bees party shortly.” Morinth said as she looked at Garrus like a meal. In a way he was, Garrus really did not care now as his mind was lost the second, he walked into her apartment.

Two Days Later...

Jericho was so excited. He finished the job and had a specific invitation to go up to the Captain’s Cabin. A place he had been to a couple of times when he was installing the old Commander’s aquarium.

He got dressed up and pressed his uniform and cleaned up and even wore his ceremonial outfit to go up to Commander Lawson’s cabin. His heart was beating ever since he got the text from Miranda earlier in the day about two hours after they got back in. He did not know what to expect, in fact the fantasies he was having about his former commander were getting quite intense.

Jericho was already beat red with anticipation.

Jericho opened and saw a sexily dressed Miranda decked out in her dating attire. The woman was wearing a tight dress, expensive fashion designer shoes, jewelry. Jericho took a deep breath, “Oh man umm ... Commander ... you are”

“I know ... and just call me Miranda tonight.” Miranda said as she walked over to the table.

It was then that Jericho noticed a curtain draped over the other half of the cabin where Captian’s bed would be located. Jericho smirked as he realized what he was waiting for would be over there.

Miranda smiled as she lowered her foot onto Shepard’s face. Shepard greedily licked her heel while both her hands masturbated furiously as she bucked her hips like a made woman. Shepard did not even care anymore. She just wanted to experience more pleasure, and why not she has been in throes of pleasure or cumming her brains out since she lost her fight to her Mistress, she just wanted the next dose as she was pretty much an honest to foil nymphomaniac.

“Oh, my fuckslut really likes worshipping her mistress?” Miranda cooed as she put some small pressure on Shepard’s face.

“Yesss ... oh gawd thank you ... Mistress ... I love it...” Shepard panted out.

“I see that ... hmmm don’t you think it’s time other people get a go at your ass, you are my stupid whore slave after all?” Miranda said with absolute mirth.

Shepard looked hurt,” But I thought I was all yours”

Miranda pressed really hard on Shepard’s face while leaning down to tell her,” Listen bitch, first off, that pussy you are rubbing is mine. Second I did not give you permission to rub it, thirdly and this is most important, you fuck, suck, lick, swallow whomever I tell you. From this time forward you are going to start pulling your weight, and if you try and shirk it, I am going to spend the week after your transgression making sure you, Bruno and I get reacquainted. I will also revoke your Cumming privileges for a month.” Miranda said as she looked down.

Miranda said pulling her weight off her foot slightly to lovingly caress the side of Shepard’s face,” On the other hand ... if you behave like a good fuckslut and whore slave. I will allow you free cumming privileges for a month. I will not even have EDI stop you from cumming.” Miranda said.

Shepard licked her lips as Miranda rubbed her foot on her face. She let out a spontaneous sensuous moan when Miranda said she would be able to cum for a month straight without interruption.

“Ooo you like that aspect. Well, you are going to have to earn it slut. I am not giving you that privilege for free. And it starts with tonight, when Security Officer Jericho. He is going to have a date with us.” Miranda said tapping her cheek with her heel. She ordered Jericho to get a bottle of liquor from the game room. When Jericho returned the bedroom area had been covered by a curtain and Shepard was nowhere to be seen.

Dinner Time...

Jericho ate dinner and was having quite a pleasant time although he was having a devil of a time not looking at Miranda’s legs. He tried hard not to notice her, but it was an impossible task.

Miranda smirked as he looked at the security officer. “Well Security Officer Jericho, like what you see?” She cooed at the hunk of a man.

“Ma’am ... I mean Comman ... I mean” Jericho was stumbling with words.

Miranda closed the distance between the two and pulled his head down for a kiss. Jericho did not hesitate as he promptly picked her off the ground and placed her on the table they were eating at.

Jericho eagerly kissed and licked Miranda’s lips, savoring her taste and feeling her tongue teasing his. He wrapped his arms around her waist, pulling her closer as she deepened the kiss. But before things could go any further, Miranda pulled away with a sly smile.

“I think it’s time for you to show me what you can do,” she said, sliding off the table and standing in front of him.

Jericho’s excitement grew as he knelt in front of her. He had always dreamed of pleasuring Miranda, and now it was finally happening. He spread her legs and leaned forward, his hands gripping her thighs as he brought his face closer to her heat.

Miranda let out a soft moan as she felt Jericho’s breath against her folds. She ran her fingers through his hair, guiding him closer until his lips were just inches away from her wetness. And then he dove in.

Jericho used every trick he knew to bring Miranda pleasure, running his tongue along every inch of her slick folds and swirling it around her sensitive clit. He could feel Miranda’s hips bucking against him as she let out moans of pleasure, urging him on.

As Jericho continued to eat Miranda out with expert precision, she could feel herself getting closer and closer to the edge. She gripped Jericho’s hair tightly and cried out as waves of pleasure crashed over her body.

Jericho did not stop until Miranda was completely spent, cumming all over his face. He eagerly licked up every drop before standing up and kissing Miranda deeply once again.

“Now that was impressive,” Miranda said with a satisfied smirk on her face.

“I’m glad I could please you, Commander,” Jericho replied with a cocky grin.

Miranda chuckled before grabbing Jericho’s hand and leading him back towards their table. As they sat down to finish their dinner, Jericho could not help but feel like he was on top of the world. He was about to realize there was higher elevation yet to go.

After dinner Miranda shed all of her clothes. Jericho could only stare at her perfection and become mesmerized.

Jericho got right back up and followed the naked Miranda to the curtain and stopped. Miranda excitedly asked, “Are you ready big boy.”

Jericho nodded now blushing with anticipation.

The curtain was pulled open and the sight that greeted him was nothing short of glorious. Completely naked and oiled was his ex-Commander. He thought she might have been tied spread eagle until he noticed she did not have piece of bondage on her except her black and gold collar of course. Shepard had her legs spread wide open obscenely wide with her manicured hands gripping her ankles for all its worth to keep them spread. Inside her sex was a thrusting dildo pumping in and out of her pussy which caused.

“Oh, wow you are not tied down” Jericho pointed

“Tell him why you are spreading your legs whore.” Miranda ordered Shepard.

“Because Miranda’s bitch loves to be fucked hard Mistress! Shepard babbled in a whining mewling submissive voice. Please Sir ... I need cock!” pleaded out in the most wanton tone to Jericho heard in his entire life she would have put a porn star to shame.

“Holy shit she is dripping, how long have you kept her like this?” Jericho asked looking at the exposed pussy of Shepard.

“Since I put her where she belongs. Now this naughty slut lost her name, her ship, even ownership of her horny little cunt” Miranda said in a harsh tone looking down at Shepard, who turned beat red with humiliation when Miranda insulted her.

“Is that right? You lost your name? What is your name whore?” Jericho barked at Shepard.

“I am Miranda’s Bitch, Sir” Shepard meekly answered as she panted from the dildo pumping in and out of her pussy and the humiliation she was loving at the moment.

“EDI what is Miranda’s Bitch’s rank on the ship?” Miranda asked.

“Miranda’s Bitch, has the lowest rank on the ship, bitch’s official rank is fucktoy cumdump specialist 1^st class.

“Bitch Jericho is going to fuck you now, if he is not satisfied you will not cum again until another three months, got it?”

“No not tha- um ... Yes ... Mistress. Please ... Jericho would please fuck this bitch good Sir?!” Shepard cried out as she thrusted her sex towards him.

“No ... You do not deserve my cock ... Keep those fuckslut legs spread bitch.”

Commander, I think she needs a cock worthy of her new station?

Oh? Who do you have in mind?” Miranda asked smirking ear to ear.

“Rupert, if she wants cock she can have janitor cock, all the time in front of the crew. And if we give her to any of the crew it will because Rupert the janitor pimps her ass out for you. We are going to be too busy anyway.” Miranda did not react to his suggestion as if she simply ignored him

Jericho watched with a mixture of shock and arousal as Miranda strutted towards the bed with a menacing sneer. He had never seen her like this before, so dominant and intimidating. And yet, he found himself incredibly turned on by it.

Miranda grabbed Shepard by her hair, pulling her head back and exposing her neck. She then reached for the futuristic strap on hanging on the wall and strapped it on with ease, all while maintaining eye contact with Jericho.

Shepard whimpered in anticipation as Miranda hovered over her, their bodies almost touching. The dildo was slick with lube and ready to enter Shepard’s tight ass.

“Please Mistress,” Shepard begged, “I need your cock. I’m nothing without it.”

Miranda chuckled darkly before plunging the strap on into Shepard’s ass in one swift motion. Shepard cried out in pleasure mixed with pain as she was filled up completely.

Jericho could see the tears streaming down Shepard’s cheeks, but she made no move to stop Miranda or ask for mercy. Instead, she continued to moan and beg for more of her Mistress’s cock.

As Miranda began to thrust in and out of Shepard’s ass, Jericho was rock hard and was doing everything he could not to start jacking off to his new and former commander going at it.

But he also knew that he was here at the pleasure of Miranda and Shepard, who was now known only as Miranda’s Bitch/ She was truly devoted to Miranda in ways that Jericho could not even fathom.

“Who do you belong to?” Miranda growled out as she pounded into Shepard’s ass relentlessly.

“I belong to you Mistress!” Shepard cried out, “I am yours to use however you please!”

“That’s right,” Miranda smirked before grabbing onto Shepard’s hips for better leverage.

Shepard let out an animalistic scream as she came hard around the dildo filling her up. Jericho could see the look of pure bliss on her face as she was pushed to her breaking point.

“Now who wants to fuck this worthless slut?” Miranda asked, pulling out the dildo from Shepard’s ass.

Jericho hesitated, looking at Shepard’s exposed and used body. He knew that it was not fair to take advantage of her in this state, but he also knew that Miranda had control and he was not going to disobey her.

“I will, Commander. I will give this slut a proper fucking,” Jericho said, stepping forward and undressing himself.

Miranda smiled, satisfied with his response. She grabbed Shepard by her hair again and pulled her up, positioning her on the bed.

Jericho could not believe he was about to fuck Shepard while she was still dripping from Miranda’s earlier use. But the sight of her on all fours, ready and waiting for him, was too much to resist.

He wasted no time, sliding his cock into her wetness with ease. Shepard moaned loudly, almost collapsing under Jericho’s weight. But he held onto her hips tightly and began to thrust into her with an intensity that surprised even himself.

“Fuck!” Shepard cried out as Jericho hit all the right spots inside her. Her walls clenched around him, urging him on even more.

“That’s it, show us what you’re made of,” Miranda purred from the sidelines, watching them with a predatory gaze.

Jericho could feel his own release building as he pounded into Shepard relentlessly. And when she finally exploded around him, screaming his name in ecstasy, it was too much for him to hold back any longer.

As he came inside her with a loud groan, Miranda stepped forward and grabbed onto Shepard’s hair once again.

“Thank your superior officer for fucking you like the whore you are,” she commanded.

Shepard complied immediately, still panting from her intense orgasm. “Thank you for fucking me, sir. I am just a worthless slut who loves cum and being used by my superiors,” she babbled incoherently.

Miranda smirked in satisfaction before pulling away from Shepard and turning to Jericho. “You were quite impressive,” she said, running a hand down his chest seductively.

Jericho could not help but feel proud of himself for satisfying both Miranda and Shepard.

“I think it is high time to unveil our bitch to the crew.” Miranda cooed.

Later that Night...

Crew Deck

The entire crew of the Normandy was on pins and needles. Their new commander announced a surprise for the crew this evening and everyone was murmuring of what it could be. The crew had already had their fair share of surprises, from, getting several sex slaves from their mutiny and evening an Alliance operative. All were fucked on a nightly basis and took the edge off their dangerous mission. The latest was Kasumi, but this was different. For one another black curtain covered the cafeteria area all day long as if something was being set up, the last time this occurred was victory dinner where everyone ate food off their new slave’s body the lucky few ate it off of Commander Shepard herself.

The clock struck 2200 hours and the tension in Normandy’s cafeteria was palpable. The black curtain that had been covering the area all day long was now starting to draw attention from the crew. They all knew something big was about to happen, but none of them could have anticipated what was to come.

One by one, they started lining up on the other side of the curtain, eager to see what awaited them. And then suddenly, it came down.

Gasps and murmurs filled the room as a small circular stage was revealed. It was adorned with flashing lights and a pole in the center. A low beat started playing in the background and everyone turned their attention towards the stage.

The lights then turned off completely, enveloping the room in darkness for a few moments before a single spotlight illuminated the stage. And that is when she appeared.

Commander Shepard, their fearless leader, stood on stage wearing nothing but a red lingerie set that hugged her curves perfectly. She had a seductive smile on her lips as she slowly made her way towards the pole.

The crew watched in awe as she began to move her body sensually, swaying her hips and running her hands over her own body. She teased them with every move, knowing exactly how much they desired her.

As she reached out to grab onto the pole and spun around it gracefully, each member of her former crew felt their hearts race faster. Her movements were like poetry in motion, leaving everyone mesmerized.

All the occupants of the room were the mutineers who took the ship from her, she was now dancing like a slut for their pleasure at the behest of her new Mistress Miranda Lawson, the new commander of the ship. Her vanquisher made sure to know the stakes if she failed at pleasing the crew with her dance. So, she went to a lowly yeoman and began a sexy saunter strut and gyration right in front of him.

Her eyes locked with his, and she could see the hunger in his gaze. With a wicked smile, Shepard slowly started unbuttoning her lingerie, revealing flashes of skin as she twirled around the pole. The room was filled with a mix of laughter, awe, and groans of anticipation.