The prompt is only a couple pages back, but reposting for greater visibility ;)
Miranda has her way and Shepard is implanted with a control chip.
And she has the perfect idea how Shepard can pay her back for bringing him/her back to life...
One thing: Miranda still wants the mission to succeed so she wouldn't do anything really harmful to the commander. She should mostly use Shepard for stress relief between missions. :)
I hope not to take as long with this one as I have with some of my other mind control fills. Here we go!
The Control Chip 1/?
anonymous
October 17 2014, 03:21:10 UTC
Miranda Lawson looked up at the sound of her door opening, and she did her best to hide a smile as she watched Daniel Shepard stride towards her. He was angry at her, which was not an unusual occurrence these days. The gossip among the crew was that Shepard and Miranda butted heads after every single mission - because there was always something that one of them was mad about.
Miranda smiled softly to herself. The crew had no idea what things were really like between them.
“What is that?” Shepard demanded as he halted in front of her desk. “That smile? After the stunt you pulled earlier all you can do is smile at me? What the hell is wrong with you, Miranda
( ... )
The Control Chip 4/?
anonymous
February 15 2015, 22:40:04 UTC
“I bet you’ve never been ridden like this before,” she gasped. “You’re the type who would always want to be on top, in control. But you can’t do that now. Not with me. I could keep you right here, on the edge, putting just enough pressure to prevent you from coming.”
“Please,” Shepard said. Miranda had no idea if he heard her, or was just still desperately begging her. “N-need to - p-please,”
She ground her hips against him, hard, and he arched his back in response. He grabbed at her hips in a desperate motion, his breathing turning fast and sharp. Miranda rolled her hips forward, testing his responses, and then leaned over to whisper a single word in his ear.
“Come.She righted herself in time to feel Shepard shake and push himself even harder against her. His moans seemed to echo off of the walls as he continued to mindlessly pump against her body. It only took a few thrusts for her own climax to follow, and the sounds of her wanton moans seemed to drive him into a frenzy. Miranda was going to have a few bruises of her own, but
( ... )
The Control Chip 2/?
anonymous
October 18 2014, 04:22:18 UTC
“I hope I wasn’t interrupting anything important,” the Illusive Man said dryly. “I’m pleased to hear your voice, as it means you and Shepard both made it back alive. Odd how both of you neglected to let me know that the mission was a success.”
Miranda’s left hand gripped at the arm of the chair. “I’m sorry,” she said, not bothering to hide her irritation. Damn. She had been careless, triggering him to come to her office too early, and now she was paying the price for it. “I think we both needed some time to cool down. The man’s a lunatic in the field.”
“I’m told that you’re not doing much to curb those lunatic tendencies,” the Illusive Man replied. “That, in fact, you’re encouraging him.”
“You’re spying on me?” Miranda was proud of herself for managing to keep the note of fear out of her voice. She did not want that enigmatic bastard to know what she was doing with Shepard
( ... )
The Control Chip 3/?
anonymous
February 15 2015, 22:38:53 UTC
Hello anons! I hit a rough patch where I didn't feel much like writing, but it's time to get back to the femdom mind control. Enjoy :) Miranda climbed up on the bed next to Shepard, sitting back on her heels. She was hardly sexually inexperienced, but most of that experience was quick and almost impersonal. Penetration followed by release. The last time she’d engaged in any serious foreplay was with her fumbling teenage beaus. Looking down at Shepard’s face, she was beginning to think she’d been missing out on something. He exhaled sharply at her touch time and time again, his hips starting to jerk upwards whenever she put more than a featherweight of pressure against his shaft
( ... )
http://masseffectkink.livejournal.com/8276.html?thread=41155924#t41155924
The prompt is only a couple pages back, but reposting for greater visibility ;)
Miranda has her way and Shepard is implanted with a control chip.
And she has the perfect idea how Shepard can pay her back for bringing him/her back to life...
One thing: Miranda still wants the mission to succeed so she wouldn't do anything really harmful to the commander. She should mostly use Shepard for stress relief between missions. :)
I hope not to take as long with this one as I have with some of my other mind control fills. Here we go!
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Miranda smiled softly to herself. The crew had no idea what things were really like between them.
“What is that?” Shepard demanded as he halted in front of her desk. “That smile? After the stunt you pulled earlier all you can do is smile at me? What the hell is wrong with you, Miranda ( ... )
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“Please,” Shepard said. Miranda had no idea if he heard her, or was just still desperately begging her. “N-need to - p-please,”
She ground her hips against him, hard, and he arched his back in response. He grabbed at her hips in a desperate motion, his breathing turning fast and sharp. Miranda rolled her hips forward, testing his responses, and then leaned over to whisper a single word in his ear.
“Come.She righted herself in time to feel Shepard shake and push himself even harder against her. His moans seemed to echo off of the walls as he continued to mindlessly pump against her body. It only took a few thrusts for her own climax to follow, and the sounds of her wanton moans seemed to drive him into a frenzy. Miranda was going to have a few bruises of her own, but ( ... )
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Miranda’s left hand gripped at the arm of the chair. “I’m sorry,” she said, not bothering to hide her irritation. Damn. She had been careless, triggering him to come to her office too early, and now she was paying the price for it. “I think we both needed some time to cool down. The man’s a lunatic in the field.”
“I’m told that you’re not doing much to curb those lunatic tendencies,” the Illusive Man replied. “That, in fact, you’re encouraging him.”
“You’re spying on me?” Miranda was proud of herself for managing to keep the note of fear out of her voice. She did not want that enigmatic bastard to know what she was doing with Shepard ( ... )
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