Thread: Mass Attraction (Javorcek x ClearSight)

This entire situation was confusing as fuck, to say the least. Miranda struck her as an only sleeps with men kind of girl. Maybe it was because she always seemed so coldthe Ice Queen and some emotionally stunted man would probably get along fan-fuckin-tastically. Or maybe it was just because Miranda seemed so straight-laced and vanilla as far as her personal life went that Jack couldnt imagine her sleeping with anything other than a human male. But now there was this whole crazy lesbianprisoner shower scene unfolding between the two of them this strange seed of doubt was beginning to take root in the back of Jacks mind. No straight woman could possibly be so full of pride that they would choose- to hold their tongue and get fucked in the showerscould they? Had she misread Miranda this whole time and the Operative was actually into women? Nahthat cant be it. Miranda was probably just into strength and power, which the younger biotic had a ton of. Plus Jack didnt look like your typical woman with her short hair, small breasts, and clothing choices that were designed to give her a masculine appearance hell, even her name was the rather manly diminutive of Jacqueline, she could easily be mistaken for a very young man. So maybe Miranda was just pretending that Jack was just some young stud that was dominating her, and thats how the older biotic was getting off on all of this. Or maybemaybe Miranda really was into women? Jack laughed, legitimately laughed- at Mirandas choice of words as the helpless Operative began to fling insults. An ugly depraved whore like you? Depraved, yeah. A whore, yeah. But ugly? That word was interesting in that it held very little truth behind it. Jack was attractive, she knew it, Miranda knew it, everyone knew it. And the way that Miranda had said the word ugly it lacked venom. And as far as insults go, ugly is a pretty pathetic one. Repulsive would have stung, vile would have been pretty good too, but ugly? That just made more questions burst into Jacks overactive mind. The Operative appeared to be doing everything in her power to hide how she really felt and conceal her true desires. And Jack wanted to break her, to make her show her what she really wanted but was too afraid to ask for. Hah! Yeah right Cheerleader. Ive seen you look at me for longer than necessary. Youve been checking me out, I know you have. Well, in truth, Jack didnt know anything for certain. But she knew that she held most of the power right now, and whoever held the power got to make up the rules. People follow power and confidence, and even if Jack hadnt had either of those things for most of her life, she had them right now. And thats all that mattered. I bet youre just upset that I dont give you the privilege of turning you around so you can watch me fuck yoNGH, FUCK! Jack grunted, biting her lower lip to keep from crying out anymore as Mirandas elbow connected with her ribcage. There was going to be a bruise there later, but she didnt care. This was worth it. Getting to knock down the Illusive Mans right hand a couple of pegs and make her into nothing but a shameless little slut easily made up for the pain that radiated out from where Mirandas elbow had made contact with her protruding ribs. As the Operative lost her balance and crashed forward into the mirror, Jack followed right after her. All of her weight was now supported by Miranda and in the slight struggle, Jacks fingers had quickly slid out of her drenched slit as she reflexively grabbed onto Mirandas hip to keep from toppling over. The adrenaline pumping through her veins and the tingly, phantom sensation of drugs in her system made it pretty easy to focus on what she wanted that burst of pain had been nothing more than a little speed bump in the grand scheme of things. Right now she wanted Miranda screaming. To make the Operative cry out so loud that both their ears were ringing from the volume and pitch. And Jack was going to get what she wanted. Knock it off! Jack shouted, slightly irritated from Mirandas constant struggling. And so she did what any good Domme would do she punished her prisoner for her impertinence. The hand that was still slick with Mirandas juices came back, winding up and then landing harshly onto Mirandas left buttock with a loud SMACK! as rough skin connected with satiny flesh. Im tired. SMACK! Of you being. SMACK! A-pain-in-my-ass! SMACK! So if Miranda was going to continue to be a pain in her ass, Jack was going to give some pain to the Operatives in return. Come on slut, spread your legs out wider for me. Smack! Smack! Smack! Jacks hand had quickly dipped its way between Mirandas legs from behind, fingers roughly slapped the puffy lips of Mirandas sex in an attempt to get her to spread her legs so wide that theyd part on their own. When the Operative didnt seem to react fast enough, Jack just grabbed her thigh and hoisted her one leg into the air so that it was perpendicular to the other one. She had given up the advantage of holding onto Mirandas hair and traded it for new one that forced the Operatives sex into a more splayed position, as well as an off-balanced stance where she was kept upright mostly by Jack baring the weight of her one leg for her and the friction caused by her body being sandwiched between the glass and Jacks wiry frame. You know whats better about sleeping with women, Cheerleader? I know where everything is. Jack smirked and easily found Mirandas swollen clit, giving the sensitive nub a harsh flick with her fingertip. Now, are you going to behave? Jack's voice softened, to an almost coo-like noise as she started to gently stroke and caress the bundle of nerves. Because I can always walk away, leave you here like this. All worked up and needing attention... But I'm sure a little slut like you knows that everything feels better when someone takes care of this for you... Jack's voice drifted off as she achingly slowly brought her fingers downwards just enough so that the tips of her fore and middle finger pressed against the Operative's entrance. So let me hear you say it bitch, tell me you want me to fuck you or you can go back to your shitty little office and enjoy some pitiful little orgasm that won't be as good as anything I can give you.