Thread: Mass Effect: Jack/Miranda (AlureNova x Javorcek)

The look on Jack's face alerted Miranda that she had pleased the woman and while it was not an easy decision for the Operative she knew she had made the right one. Not only that but begging wasn't as difficult with Jack, if it had been anybody else she would have just barked an insult, telling them to go fuck themselves and throwing them across the room. With Jack not only had she managed to voice it but she didn't feel ashamed, just embarrassed and a bit shy, emotions that were as odd as the ease of abandoning her pride. There was an overall warm feeling to it though, she liked being able to give herself over to someone, especially as she found out about the rewards that came along with her decision. Not only physical but the word pet and the sweetness in Jack's voice as she made it known how pleased she was by Miranda's actions. Miranda would have to get use to it but as far as she could see it was quite beneficial and pleasurable to stop worrying so much about her pride and let herself enjoy what she could receive without it, at least around Jack, she would still be her same arrogant prideful self with other people. Of course nothing was as good as the feeling of the cock pressing against her sex, the entrance of her tight sex gripping the head of the cock and a moan escaping her lips. She did whimper and look back at Jack when she gave her order but the growl and look on Jack's face let her know that the order was not to be ignored and she didn't say anything, she would simply obey and do as she was told, though it didn't bode well for the Operative, her lust so great that purposefully having it stop would be hell. Of course this was what she asked for and despite the impending hardship she wasn't regretting it at all, in fact she found herself more excited than ever, once again her body and mind reacting in such an odd way to something that would normally upset or discourage someone, just as it had when she was hit with the crop, she loved it. Before she could respond or even prepare herself it began, her hips felt the calloused hands and a hard thrust reminded her of why she had been so eager. A moan instantly escaped her lips and as much as she would have liked to push back she couldn't, she was being forced to stay still. Jack picked up the slack though, slamming into her without mercy, a pounding so hard that it hurt, though not nearly the same amount as it felt good. So before long she was moaning at a consistent pace, each rough thrust reaching deep inside the woman and giving her what she craved so badly. Of course her reaction to the powerful fucking was nothing more than sluttish, moans and cries of pure ecstasy flowing from her pouty lips and her juices spilling out, her wetness the only reason her tight sex was able to withstand such a merciless pounding. The way she was acting made it impossible to deny what Jack was saying and all she could do was blush in embarrassment. Nobody on the ship would believe that Miranda would get on her knees for any reason, especially not to get fucked like a whore, rough and as kinky as she could get it. Neither would they suspect she would beg for a damn things. So them imagining her getting spanked and loving it, getting off on it, that was totally out of the question except for in the fantasies of some of the crew. That was how it was however and it furthered when she cried out in pleasure as she was spanked, her already sore ass hurting but feeling too damn good for her to care. She enjoyed the pain, it was driving her wild and she would be glad to accept more if she could get it. That being said not cumming was going to be difficult, she was going to do as Jack said, let the woman use her for as long as she wanted to. It didn't take long before she had to say the words she knew would only bring her less pleasure, her voice a whimper as she didn't really want to say it. I'm going to cum... She was quivering, her entire body telling her to let it happen, to stop trying to fight the urge to climax and she had to fight to stop herself from giving in. Of course the thought had crossed her mind that if she allowed herself to orgasm she would only be punished and that she rather enjoyed her last punishment even if the pain was still present. It was a rather enjoyable sting, each slam of Jack's his against her ass shooting a jolt of pain right through her, one that only made the experience more pleasurable, something she acknowledged without really knowing why it was that way. Regardless she had chosen to speak up and she was curious what was going to happen now that she had, though most of her focus was on holding herself back, stopping herself from giving in.