Chapter 4 - Miranda x Shepard

Lexanna was lying in Miranda's bed, dazed and delirious. It was Miranda's bed, Miranda's cabin, but it used to be Shepard's. Miranda had taken everything from her, and left her as nothing but a drooling cum-thirsty whore. Miri had taken over her role as a Spectre; Lexanna was eager to sign anything Miranda requested as long as it resulted in her getting more cock. She didn't have a bed of her own, she slept on the bed with Miri's cock in her mouth, or on the floor if Miri was away. At this point she could barely even conceive of the notion that she might try to run away and break the vicious cycle. Parts of her wanted to run, but most of her was addicted to drugs and dick. Gently, she stroked her aching ballsack with clumsy movements; a constant stream of powerful drugs had fried her nervous system. Her balls were visibly squirming with the huge load of Miranda's sperm that she'd freshly planted in Shep's testicles. Miri had grown even more virile as she rose to power, and her sperm were strong enough that a blob of her fucksludge would actively slop towards the nearest womb. Shepard made cooing, motherly noises as she stroked her pregnant ballsack, which would bulge periodically this way or that as the mammoth load jiggled and writhed. The skin on her sack was bright red from being stretched so badly for so long, and they ached constantly, but she didn't mind as long as she was blasted. A couple small webs of veins stuck out from her abused eggs, but other than that, they were almost completely smooth and tender.
 
Miri would bring the drugs, so everything Shepard needed now was right in this room. Once in a while, Miranda would dress her up in something nice-looking and do her makeup so that she looked presentable (Usually her makeup consisted of whatever lipstick was streaked across her face from Miranda's thrusting, or dark lines down her cheeks from where her eyeshadow had run from the tears), and when Shepard was looking nice, she'd take pictures of her, or video, and send it around to their allies as proof that Shepard was still alive and well. In truth, Shepard was dead. Nothing remained of her, now it was just "Cumdump" or "Whore" or just "Hey you." Occasionally Miranda would grace her by using her name, Lexanna, but she'd always tart it up by calling her Lexi instead. 
 
She was waiting for her mistress to return, gently fingering her urethra with one hand while her other hand wantonly groped her balls. It felt positively mesmerizing to feel her testicles sloshing around beneath her fingers, especially knowing that it was Miranda's cum inside her sack now. She couldn't produce her own sperm, Miranda's had completely overwritten her DNA. With her prostate broken she could barely get hard and also produced almost no seminal fluid, but she might've still been able to be a sperm donor if Miranda's fuckslop hadn't erased her own sperm and replaced it with her superior stuff. "Perfect cum," she moaned, feeling a particularly-violent blob of semen sliding up her cock, which eventually met with her fingers, soaking them utterly before drooling out of her ruined dickhole. Thirsty, she stuffed her fingers into her mouth and sucked them desperately for Miranda's taste. She moaned in joy, craving Miri more and more with each passing moment. She'd had at least a dozen orgasms since she left, half an hour ago, all of them from fingerfucking her dickhole.
 
At long last the cabin door slid open with a pneumatic whoosh, and Miranda stepped inside. Shepard let out an involuntary groan of pleasure as she beheld her mistress again, and a sudden orgasm made her body quiver in delight. Miranda stood just inside the doorway, with her hands pressed on the walls, staring at Shepard and biting her lip. "Cum-drenched slut. Just sitting there, fingering your cock, waiting for me to come back. What an absolute dicksocket." Lexanna's eyes flicked to Miri's groin, where a hefty bulge of 15 inches was sticking out of her pantleg. As she watched, the skin-tight Cerberus uniform stretched to accommodate the swelling girlcock to its full size of 18 inches. That had gotten bigger too. Miranda herself was actually three inches taller, her perfect body reacting quite positively to being on top at last. Shepard licked her lips and moaned again, tilting her pelvis towards Miri to show her asshole, which was gaping (although not as much as her urethra) from these months of heavenly abuse. Miranda hissed through her teeth as she suddenly felt herself throb, her cock nearly tearing a hole in the space-age material. "Well, you've been quite patient. We can both get what we want… So give me your ass, slut."
 
Lexanna almost squealed with delight as she scrambled to obey, sliding down to the foot of the bed and planting her legs on the floor, showing her well-used ass to Miranda. Her soft cock was little more than a pinky finger, although her balls were absolutely enormous thanks to the many loads she was carrying. A trickle of cum oozed out of her gaping asshole as it puckered and twitched, hungry for cock. Miranda stepped up to her and slid her hands around her ass, groping it, hardly able to believe this was all hers for the taking. She reached down to her groin and unzipped, letting her balls and asshole out before fishing her hard cock out of her pant-leg. Her dick stood almost straight-up, pulsing needfully as she stared at the hole before her, licking her lips again just to stop herself from drooling. Lexanna was totally, totally gorgeous. She slid her cock between those sweet cheeks.
 
With Shepard making small moans of need, Miranda pressed her fat cockhead up against her pink anus, and her lips parted in a silent moan. With a little effort she managed to penetrate it, Shepard's muscles doing their best to clench around Miri's thick tool. Her muscles were too weak to offer a proper challenge, and Miranda's cockhead was already positively sloppy with the amount of pre-cum she was leaking. Several large cumbubbles clinging to her cockhead burst as Miranda pushed deeper, lubing every inch of her dick up with her highly-virile slime. If only Shepard could get pregnant, to show just how pathetically weak she was. It was said that Asari could knock up any race… She remembered the conversation Miranda had with Liara at the Blue Sand club. After fucking Liara silly, and both imbibing plenty of nova, they'd made plans. Even Shepard knew that Liara was onboard, but she didn't know why.
 
Lexanna cried out, craning her head back as her body tensed up. "More…" she moaned, pathetically, as sweat dripped down her forehead and into her eyes. She breathed hotly, arching her spine, catlike. "More…" She thrust her hips back into Miranda's cock, enveloping that hot girldick in her tight asshole. Shepard's own womanhood was pretty much completely deflated. She could only get it up when she was absolutely blasted on slush. "More…"
 
"Now, that's not how we beg," Miranda crooned, wagging her finger back and forth as she tugged on the silver collar around Shepard's neck. She pulled her dick a few inches out, no matter how badly she just wanted to slam inside and break this dicksocket. Waiting would be worth it. "No, no. That won't do at all. Make me believe it, you worthless little tart. Why should I give you my dick if you aren't even willing to put on a little show for me?"
 
"Give me your diiiiiiiick," she moaned, her eyes crossing briefly as the buzz of the narcotics hit a lull. Her nose was bright-red from all the drug abuse, and there were dark circles under her eyes. She reached down and tried to grab Miranda's hips, to pull the woman deeper into her ass. Breathlessly she whined, "Please, give it to me…"
 
"Not good enough," Miri laughed, pulling harder on the collar and making Shep gag. She held out her hand and created a biotic restraint, tying Shepard's arms tightly behind her back so she could do little but writhe. "I said make me believe it, you pathetic cum-sucking worm. That means you don't just say the words, you really have to mean it."
 
"Please fuck me!" she cried, bucking her hips, but Miranda pulled away, sliding herself almost all the way out of Shepard's tight rear and taking away the thing she needed most in the world. "Noo! Give me your cock, I can't stand it anymore, I can't even think… What do you want me to say!? I'll do anything!!"
 
"That's… a little better," Miri admitted, rewarding her by pushing a tin of slush against Shepard's nose and holding it tightly against her nostrils. Shepard stiffened up and twitched wildly, her blown-out eyes rolling in their sockets as a weak orgasm rolled over her. Her cock and balls were too weak to shoot cum anymore. Even worse, the pleasure of orgasm was totally unfulfilling compared to some of the drugged-up orgasms she'd had since that first night. In the beginning it had been mostly pleasure and a little pain, but as time went on the pleasure slacked and the pain grew to replace it, until Shepard was snorting blue sand in her cabin at night after Miranda had left just to get a little closer to the high she wanted, no, needed. She was utterly addicted, although she barely noticed through the haze. Wild, dangerous, dehumanizing sex had become the new normal.
 
Miranda had even taken over control of the Normandy. Shepard, with bleary vision and a bloody nose, had clumsily signed her name on the transfer papers with her knees on the ground and Miranda's cock in her throat. Lawson was the new head of every mission, while Shepard stayed behind and masturbated herself silly with a big rubber dildo crammed up her ass. For a while, people were concerned, but it didn't take too long for everyone to forget about how things were. Miranda was clearly more in-control than Lexi ever was, and that sexy accent made everything she said somehow impossible to ignore.  
 
Miranda leaned forward and slid her tongue around Shepard's ear, then her throat, tickling her. "I'm going to rape you so fucking hard, you know?" she cooed, sliding in and out of Lexi's clenching asshole. The lube of her precum made it smooth, and the intensity of the sex was making her sweat, deep in Shep's ass as she was. Her body always felt warmer in her ass, even though fucking her cock was far more slimy, gooey, and satisfying. She uncoiled a few inches of the foot-long tongue she was so proud of. Perfection, just like the rest of her. Then her tongue found its way to Shepard's mouth, and wrapped around Shepard's tongue a half-dozen times. Miranda reached forward and grabbed her jaw, roughly twisting her head to the side so they could lock lips, and as she did she slithered her tongue down her throat. Shepard gagged, but her puffed-up lips eagerly kissed back, sliding and smooching with Miranda's, even though her own tongue felt like sandpaper from too many drugs and not enough water. The operative continued to feed Shepard her tongue, raping her throat with only a passing resemblance to a passionate kiss. Shepard choked, but she was quite accustomed to going even long periods without oxygen. Miranda's cock better than air. Slush was even better than that. She yielded fully to the kiss, allowing Miranda to dominate her completely, as her nipples stood out hard on top of her even-harder, fake tits. She moaned into the kiss and spread her legs, hoping Miranda would hammer her huge cock as deep as she liked. 
 
"Ohh yeah, that's good. You're so going to get it," Miranda crooned, fucking her harder. Shepard bit her lip naughtily as her eyes crossed, overwhelmed by the sensation of that fat fucking meat slamming into her body, spreading apart her innards and bulging out of her stomach. Miranda finally went down to the hilt, pushing her full, firm, perfect ballsack between the ex-commander's thighs. Shepard came again, her sphincter rapidly and rhythmically squeezing her mistress' magnificent girlcock. "It feels so good inside me," she said the instant Miranda pulled free of the kiss, making sure to praise her as much as she could lest this perfect dick get taken away. "Please fuck me even harder… mistress…" she whispered, desperately wanting to finger her own well-used cockhole while Miranda pummelled her butt. "Make me feel like a worthless slut~"
 
"And does making you feel like a worthless slut involve anything other than giving you the dicking of your life?" Miranda whispered, slapping Shepard's cheek and then grabbing her ass with both hands, kneading her bubble butt, feeling herself throb deep in Shep's body. She liked watching the bulge in her stomach as she fucked her, it was a shame she was belly-down. Slimy cum spilled from her cockhead, lubing up Shepard's innermost walls and making it an ever-easier fuck for herself as she slid her dickmeat all the way in, her glans somewhere about ten or twelve inches deep in Shepard's body. Even now, Lexi wasn't even slightly hard. Usually Miranda preferred her to be soft, unless she was using her dick as a warm, twitching onahole and wanted some pushback from a rigid cock. She pulled back out enough that she could prod the commander's ruined prostate with her fat pink glans, making her dick jump just once and drool Miranda's cum all over herself. 
 
Shepard squeezed her asscheeks together nice and tight, giving mistress a nicer hole to fuck, feeling that awesome girlcock punch deep into her body where it was soft and warm and squishy. Miranda began to moan huskily as she hilted herself time and time again in her sweltering asshole, to a rhythm of Lexanna's girlish moans and squeals. "Hold still," she growled, switching her hands from Shepard's ass to her throat, wrapping her fingers around it and crushing it tight, fucking her so hard that she pushed her thumbs into her spine and forced her head backwards. Shepard only mewled in total submission, her overstuffed balls dangling limply below Miranda's junk, still visibly squirming with the power of the semen swimming around in her nuts. Miranda's nicely-veined prick easily slid past those quivering cumtanks, disappearing into her asshole time and time again as her orgasm sped towards her.
 
Miranda took a blast of slush, pressing one nostril shut and snorting the other one as hard as she could. A violent spasm overtook her body and she screamed in pleasure, fucking Shepard's slutty body and filling her with perfect dick. Her cock twitched and a huge load of pearly semen gushed into her asshole like a river. Slimy, gooey, stringy and hot, Shepard moaned as she felt it filled her asshole up to the brim and then pushed deeper into her body like a tidal wave of fuckslop. She screamed in ecstasy as her broken cock throbbed and spilled Miri's cum onto the floor, partially emptying her aching balls until the next time Miranda filled them up.
 
Their orgasms lasted for minutes, easily stretching from liters into gallons until Shepard was utterly stuffed, her stomach bulging like a balloon. She could feel the flood of cum squirming deep into her body. Before long, she felt it filling up her stomach, and then she could taste it on her tongue. She retched, accidentally puking up a huge amount of Miranda's cum onto the bed. It was a glorious thing. Shepard hadn't eaten or drank anything except for her mistress' cum for weeks. It clogged up her nose, making her snort violently as if she was huffing slush. Miri would have laughed if she wasn't moaning like crazy, her head tilted back and a scream of ecstasy on her lips.
 
At last she came down, and Miranda's savage thrusting slowed until there was nothing more than the gentle pump of her thighs as she grinded her spent cock against her tender butthole. "Haaaaah," she panted, wiping sweat from her forehead. With nothing more than a slap on the ass, Miranda left Shepard alone again, heading to the shower to wash the sweat and cum off before she went at it again. Maybe this time she'd fuck her throat, or maybe her dick, who knows? Shepard eagerly started to set out some fresh drugs, but Miranda came back into the room and snapped her fingers. "No, I want you lucid tonight… It'll be more fun," she said, interrupting the instant complaint. "There's a special surprise. So no narcotics at all for a couple hours. It's getting fucking expensive with you huffing down dozens of tins of slush a day, so cool it a bit." Shepard whined, but said nothing, rolling onto her side for a good pout, with her balls squirming in her lap doing a good job of reminding her who was in charge.



