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Securing the Future Ch. 2 (Mass Effect)
🕑 Added 2020-03-27 18:15:59 +0000 UTCWeekly Poll Winner
Themes: Dom/Sub, Bondage, Fucked Silly
Summary: Part 2 of Securing the Future. Its been a month since Miranda has been brought low by Shepard's cock and while everyone around her has noticed the change in her attitude, no one knows why. Except Kasumi who has taken to spying on Shepard and Miranda. Until the night where Miranda doesn't show up, and instead the Commander calls out to HER.
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As Kasumi prowls her way through the SR-2 Normandy’s ventilation system on her hands and knees, her shapely behind swaying from side to side behind her (not that anyone is there to see it, unfortunately) she thanks her lucky stars, not for the first time, that the spacecraft was built with strangely large ventilation shafts. Human-sized, at that.
In no time at all, she’s reaching her destination. As she comes up on the grate that will let her look down from above and spy upon the Commander in his quarters, she bites her lower lip and reaches up to slowly begin pulling down the zipper on her form-fitting bodysuit to expose her front, her breasts popping free and her juicy cunt soon visible and exposed for her fingers to begin playing with as the Master Thief’s breath hitches in anticipation.
She wasn’t the only one that had noticed a change come over Miranda Lawson in the last several weeks. The Cerberus Operative had always been a bit of a pain in the behind. Mostly because of the stick shoved so far up her own ass, Kasumi always figured. But then, quite suddenly, Miranda wasn’t quite so aggressively prim and proper anymore. She no longer argued with the Commander about what he should be doing with HIS ship and HIS crew, and she stopped trying to throw her wait around as Cerberus’ leading operative on this mission.
Put simply, she finally got her ass in line and seemed to actually understand that John Shepard was in charge of this whole operation, that HE was the reason people like Kasumi and the other eccentrics he’d picked up so far were bothering to stick around. Shepard was special… Miranda wasn’t. Or maybe she was, as it turned out.
The other members of Shepard’s crew might have been willing to let the sudden personality shift slide because Miranda had taken a turn for the better, but Kasumi wasn’t built to let anything slide. She was a curious creature by nature, and she wanted to know what was up. So… she did some snooping. Of course, she did, it was practically her skillset. Observation and people watching came hand in hand with being a Master Thief, after all.
What she’d found was… well, certainly interesting. Miranda Lawson hadn’t just up and decided to turn over a new leaf and fall in line… no, Shepard had broken her with the biggest, fattest cock that Kasumi had ever encountered. Needless to say, watching the Commander rail the once uppity and prim and proper Cerberus Operative, turning Miranda into his bitch… it was a treat of epic proportions.
So, Kasumi had kept coming back for more, spying on their nightly rendezvous for weeks now, observing… and of course, enjoying herself. Just like she planned to enjoy herself tonight. Finally coming to a stop over the grate, Kasumi licks her lips as she looks down into the Commander’s quarters, already moving her gloved fingers towards her glistening wet quim.
However, she quickly realizes something… Miranda isn’t there yet. A quick check of her Omni-Tool tells Kasumi that she should have been here by now. Lawson is late, which is rather unusual for her. The Cerberus Operative has never been anything but punctual in the time Kasumi has spent observing her, especially for these nights she gets to spend with Shepard.
So, where the hell is she? Doesn’t she know that Kasumi is jonesing for her voyeuristic fix? Well of course she doesn’t, if she did that’d mean Shepard did, and then the Master Thief would be utterly boned. But still, it was entirely inconsiderate of Miranda to be so damned late!
“You can come out now.”
Ah, there it is! Kasumi perks up, eyes darting around Shepard’s quarters as she looks for wherever Miranda is hiding. Why the Cerberus Operative needs to be told to come out, she might not understand quite yet, but she’s sure she’d get it soon enough. Kasumi’s middle finger dips into her cunt in anticipation of Shepard and Lawson’s latest romp… only for the Master Thief to freeze up when John Shepard looks right up into her eyes with a lifted brow.
“Are you just going to continue hiding in the ceiling, Kasumi? I said… you can come out now.”
Before she can react, there’s a sudden popping sound followed by a hiss, and quite abruptly the grate that she’s currently laying her upper body on disengages and falls open… leaving Kasumi terribly over-balanced in her eagerness to spy and causing her to fall out of the ventilation system. She doesn’t quite land flat on her face, thankfully, having enough instinctual skill to do a flip and land on her feet instead… but as the grate closes itself up and Shepard stands from his desk, turning to face her, Kasumi has the sudden unenviable realization that she’s well and truly trapped with the man.
“Shepard… I-I can explain…”
The Commander smiles, but the smile doesn’t quite reach his eyes as he hums to himself, stopping a few feet away from her.
“Can you? Will your explanation be truthful? Let’s skip all of the lies, shall we Kasumi? I don’t need you to explain… I already know exactly what’s been going on.”
And then he brings up his Omni-Tool and presses a few buttons, Kasumi tensing as she watches a video begin to play in the air between them. It’s a recording… it’s one of HER recordings of him plowing Miranda nice and hard, fucking her with that big fat cock of his until she squeals and begs him to give her a break, to cum inside of her and let her rest.
Kasumi’s breath hitches, even as Shepard shakes his head, clearly disappointed.
“What were you planning to do with these recordings, I wonder? Blackmail, perhaps? You must know I would never let you or anyone else hold something like this over my head. It would have been an exceedingly foolish move to try and put the squeeze on me, Kasumi.”
Blinking rapidly, still trying to figure out how he got into her personal Omni-tool and took those recordings in the first place, Kasumi finally processes what he’s saying and immediately sputters her denial.
“N-No! I didn’t… I wasn’t g-going to blackmail you or anything like that Shepard! T-The recordings were… were for my own p-personal use!”
It’s embarrassing to admit that, and Kasumi flushes a little, the Master Thief having never been so off-center and unsure of herself in her life. At least, not since she was a girl. Confidence in her line of work was a must, and she hadn’t felt so wrong-footed in years. This whole situation had gone tits up way too damn fast.
Still, Shepard is listening to her. At the very least, he’s not accusing her of lying as he watches her, his gaze hooded for a moment. Reaching down, he abruptly pulls his cock out of his pants, Kasumi’s eyes widening and her breath hitching again as the truly massive, truly impressive member comes flopping out of its confines. Then, he speaks.
“When Cerberus brought me back, they enhanced me in numerous ways. One such way was this thing… they wanted to ensure that even if I were to die, my lineage would live on. To that end, they assigned Miranda to ultimately seduce me so I would breed her and knock her up. I’ve done so, at this point… but to say I’m unhappy about Cerberus’ meddling would be an understatement. Needless to say, Miranda is MINE now… and any children she has for me, I will raise.”
Kasumi slowly nods, glancing between Shepard’s stormy, determined face and his twitching, hardening cock. She licks her lips, suddenly very aware of the fact that her bodysuit is still split open down the front, meaning her breasts and cunt are both exposed. She’s arousing him, she belatedly realizes.
“If you truly aren’t intending to blackmail me, or use the knowledge of what Miranda and I have been doing against me… I’ll need you to prove it, Kasumi. I need to know I can trust you.”
Her mouth is dry, and so are her lips, so she snakes her tongue out to wet them, even as she tears her eyes off of Shepard’s cock to look directly at his face.
“A-And what would that… entail?”
Smirking, the Commander gestures to the currently paused video that she’d taken of him and Miranda.
“Equivalent exchange.”
Kasumi’s heart pounds in her chest at those two words… but in the end, what choice does she really have?
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“I hope you’re ready.”
“Mmm…”
She was about as ready as she’d ever be, not that she was in a position to say no anyways. Not with a big fat ball gag between her lips, muffling her speech. Still, Kasumi had to admit, she was more than a little excited. Even if she also felt more helpless in this moment then she’d allowed herself to be for quite a long time.
Stripped out of her jumpsuit, completely naked, the Master Thief had been bound up expertly by the Commander who’d proven to be quite capable of complex rope bondage. Her arms were restrained behind her back and her legs were folded up at the knee with bands holding her thighs and shins together quite securely.
Her weight, as it was, rested easily in Shepard’s hands as he picks her up off the bed where he’s just finished tying off the last of her bondage. The ball gag in her mouth keeps her from vocalizing much more than moans and mewls, even as her pussy flexes and breathes, wet as can be by this point. To be fair, she’d been aroused before he’d even dropped her into his quarters and began interrogating her. Now, with his hands on her as he’d tied her up and his erection brushing against her naked form throughout the process, Kasumi was pretty ready for a fucking.
She just wasn’t sure how well she’d take the one Shepard was about to give her. She’d watched Miranda take his massive member night after night after all. She’d seen how the Cerberus Operative broke and broke happily under the strain of his huge schlong. Now that was going to be her, and while she wished she could say that she was stronger then Miranda, mentally and physically… deep down, Kasumi knew that wasn’t likely to be true. The other woman really was a gorgeous femme fatale, easily on par with Kasumi herself. If Shepard’s cock could do what it did to Miranda… well, Kasumi wasn’t expecting to last very long against it.
Lining her up over his cock, holding her aloft, Shepard waits only a moment more, allowing her anticipation and trepidation to both build higher and higher… and then he drops her. His cock splits open her cunt with ease thanks to just how sopping wet she is. She stretches around his massive bitch breaker of a member and squeals through the ball gag quite animatedly, shaking and trembling atop his dick, even as she sinks down his length inch by inch.
He yanks her, seemingly too impatient to wait for her to get there naturally, and Kasumi’s eyes roll back in her skull as she’d seen Miranda’s do countless times, an orgasm hitting her right there on the spot. It just… it just wasn’t fair. Both her and Miranda could be categorized as femme fatales, though perhaps of different sorts. Regardless, they were both strong, independent women in their own ways, right?
And yet, this massive cock, attached to this handsome, overwhelmingly awe-inspiring man… it was enough to break them both. Because Kasumi was breaking, there was no doubt in her ever-fracturing mind about that. As Shepard begins to bounce her bound form up and down on his member, using her for his own relief and fucking her nice and hard, Kasumi knows she must look utterly ridiculous, her face already contorting in pleasure.
Which of course, is exactly what Shepard wants for the camera. That’s the deal, as it were. Right now, they’re fucking in front of Shepard’s desk, him bouncing her up and down on his dick so that the camera on his computer can record them both, though Kasumi is sure it’s mostly focused on her and her silly expression. This is what Shepard requires of her to prove her sincerity, her authenticity. Otherwise, he probably wouldn’t have believed that she truly had no intention of blackmailing him.
Now, they’ll have mutually assured destruction… though Kasumi can already tell that it’s not going to matter. She’s not going to care all that much about Shepard having incriminating lewd video of her, when she’ll be too busy worrying about her next fix instead. As he continues to roughly fuck her standing up, holding her in his hands, Kasumi can only moan wantonly around the ball gag, orgasming again and again around his pistoning prick, her pussy walls tightening and squeezing along his fat cock.
He fucks her like a man possessed, and it makes her wonder just what all they did to him. Cerberus made him like this, he’d said. They altered him, enhanced him, changed him. Shit, they brought him back to life, Kasumi had been able to find out from snooping around. That alone was… just plain wild. But this? She wondered if they knew what sort of beast they’d unleashed, the monster they’d made?
Suddenly, abruptly, without warning, Shepard begins to cum. The Master Thief’s eyes go wide as she squeals through her ball gag, shaking on his cock, trembling from the sudden explosion of white, hot seed inside of her womb. Her abs flex and her sweaty body shivers as he cums inside of her without a single moment of hesitation.
He’s going to knock her up, Kasumi belatedly realizes. The thought should have been a turn off, it should have left her horrified and concerned about getting pregnant… instead, the realization that his extremely virile seed is likely even now penetrating her eggs causes Kasumi to experience the most explosive, most mind-blowing orgasm of her life, her eyes fully rolling up in her skull, her tongue lolling along the back of her ball gag, and a wanton, needy moan leaving her throat.
Shepard has broken her, just like he broke Miranda… and she couldn’t wait to bear his children, couldn’t wait to get fucked by him again like this, night after night. Of course, she’d have to fight Miranda for the privilege, wouldn’t she? That was too bad… for the Cerberus Operative. As Miranda would soon find out, Kasumi Goto did not fight fair.
Comments
John O’Dea
Samara will be interesting
A. Guy
Good chapter. I hope he gets to Kelly and Liara at some point.
