Mass Effect: The New Position Series

I don't own Mass Effect

"YOU CAN NOT KEEP TREATING ME LIKE THIS!" Miranda screamed at him on the other side of his desk as he sighed, his feet comfortably up on said desk, absently reading a fornax magazine that Tali got for him. "I've had enough! No more!" she angrily howled, pointing an accusing finger at him. "I will not be your fucking toy!"

Ignoring the fact that he had just had his cock sucked by her...

"…Is this because Samara offered to help me with my stress relief?" he asked casually, not really paying attention to the furious perfect woman across the desk. "I told her you'd be happy to."

"FUCK YOU." She snapped, "I'm tired of being used! Abused! And tossed around like trash!" she was so angry, her biotic field fizzled as her hands shook at her side. Shepard glanced up from his porn magazine and sighed.

"EDI."

"Yes Shepard?" asked the AI popping into view as Miranda twitched.

"…How has squad performance been since Miranda has started helping me with my stress?"

"It's not fucking 'stress'!" Miranda hissed.

"Performance has increased by 12.45 percent." EDI replied calmly, ignoring Miranda "The Illusive Man is quite pleased with these results."

"No kidding? Huh…" replied Shepard casually as Miranda flinched, her teeth clenched so tightly at they might have cracked under pressure. "Wow… Timmy is pleased." He said almost sarcastically... okay, not 'almost' he was being sarcastic he gave no shits of the Illusive Man's opinion. "Good thing Miranda is so good at her job…"

"…Fuck. YOU." She repeated, shaking in rage. "…I won't do it."

"Okay." He said as she stopped shaking and stared at him incredulously

"...What?"

"Okay. Fine. Whatever…" he said abruptly, "…I do have Samara, and if necessary, I can always go and visit Liara…" he took a deep breath through his nose before adding rather forlornly. "I am going to miss that fuckable ass of yours." He said callously as she sneered at him.

"Stop talking to me like-" Shepard was on his feet and he marched on her, terrified she was pressed against the door of his cabin as he gazed into her eyes like a wolf about to eat some sheep. She shuddered in fear… and oddly arousal… She might have gotten a little uppity since Samara's assignment to her new 'position' but Miranda hadn't quite shaken off all of Shepard's conditioning yet. Shepard was still imposing, arousing, intimidating and someone TRULY to be feared if you made an enemy of him but Loyal to a fault.

He took her chin in his hand and forced her to look into his eyes and she could not help but submit like the toy he trained her to be… but he did nothing uncouth. "Are you still a member of Cerberus Miranda?" he asked harshly as she shuddered but steeled herself.

"…Yes." She said firmly.

"Then you're still a tool for me to use…" he said callously as she fidgeted. Suddenly the door opened, and he abruptly shoved her out. She wobbled dangerously, her legs felt weak, and her knees buckled… but that was because subconsciously she was used to getting on them when Shepard wanted his fun time… "Well, I'll be seeing you Miranda I have a heist to get to, and now I won't have the benefit of a 12.40% increase to my productivity."

"12.45% Commander." Corrected Edi from nowhere as he sighed.

"Thank you, Edi." He noted, "…For ruining my dramatics." The door shut as Miranda jumped, staring blankly at it. He sighed, a little annoyed… his erection wasn't going to take care of itself. And Samara would be meditating around now, and he respected her right to regularly meditate… sometimes it sucked to be a decent man with an unquenchable thirst to FUCK beautiful women hard, and his current favorite fuck toy was being too uppity to entertain him…

He leaned over his desk, staring at reports and documents that held no necessity to him at the moment… except for the fornax and the tight sexy Asari spreading her blue legs… he opened it back up and stared at it… going… stiff. In more ways than the one he was currently focused on.

Subtly his eyes flicked to the corner of his room and he frowned in thought. He rotated his neck, then crumpling the mag in his fist he got to his feet, approaching his bed and absently reading a few of the articles… then he undressed. His rock-hard erection jumping free as he glanced angrily down at it. It wiggled up and down in greeting as he sniffed.

"…Nobody around to play with." He said to it as if it was another person. He stood at the end of the bed, his cock pulsating over it as if imagine a tight piece of ass, blue or Miranda, wiggling erotically towards him as he grinned. "Well… alright. Just this once…" he headed towards the side of his bed and retrieved an empty bottle… once used to hold port it still had a bit left in it but he didn't really care anymore. He was going to recycle it but he forgot to do so on the citadel when he helped Thane… but now it'll have a new purpose. He turned towards the corner of the room, uncorking the bottle as he almost dismissively… began to masturbate.

He imagined a tight warm hole waiting for him to penetrate. Liara: kneeling submissively before him with wide cheerful eyes and an equally wide-open mouth, tongue lolling out. "MMN!" he stroked firmly as her tongue danced on his tip, moaning encouragingly for his load as he firmly stroked himself. "Yeah… keep that mouth open…" he sighed, closing his eyes as his fap material change. Samara was on her back, squeezing her big soft blue tits as she gazed up at him, legs spread and inviting him into her warm silky blue azure. Licking her lips enticingly as her azure seemed to tremble. "You're a naughty girl aren't you?" he grinned. Shaking in pleasure as he closed his eyes, continuing to stroke himself harder and harder. "Yeah…" he opened them, fap material number three, face down and ass up her big bubble ass bouncing just the way he liked it. Miranda's thick ass cheeks vividly clapping as he matched his hand to her motions…

He was imagining the three beautiful ladies… however… the WORDS out of his mouth were harsh and deliberate. "You like being my little whore don't you KASUMI…" he hissed the words almost lovingly, just BARELY hearing the gasp of breath that wasn't his. "Why don't you tell me where you want me to give you my thick, hard, COCK?"

Teeth clenched he rolled his head on his neck, "In your mouth? Have you been a good girl? No?" his cock THROBBED at the idea of the petite Japanese thief begging for his wad. "Only good girls swallow, bad girls get creampied… You nasty little WHORE." He stiffened, then pulled the open mouth bottle of port to his tip… and filled it. "Haa… Japanese girls sure know how to please a man…" he sighed, at least three inches of plentiful cum pumped accurately into the bottle… Shepard doesn't miss. He pulled the bottle to eye level… letting it SWIRL around mixing with the leftover port as he gazed into the corner… then corked it.

He laughed quietly to himself. "Wooo… that was fun." He mumbled, "…Wish I had a real woman though…" he shook the bottle, his cum and port mixing. "…Hmm… now… who should I get to drink this? Maybe I'll save it for Liara…" he opened the drawer and replaced the bottle. All of the cabinets on the ship had temperature control so it would be fine in there. "…Or Miranda when I drag her bubble ass back in here…" his cock notedly twitched. "…I better get ready…" he rolled his neck, "…Nngh… not the same." He grumbled again, less dramatically as he headed for the shower, grabbing the fancy suit that Kasumi more than likely stole for him…

He shut the door to his shower, of course, he wouldn't have to shut his door at all in his private cabin, but he wanted to give his little voyeur the opportunity to escape… he KNEW Kasumi was in the corner after all, stealthy and spying on him. He wondered how long she had been there… but decided not to bother, the seed had been planted… ironic since it was HIS seed that gave him the idea. Masturbating to 'thoughts' of Kasumi while she was there in the room was a surprising turn on…

Would giving Kasumi a playful little nerve shake-up like that hinder the mission? Probably but he was good at adapting anyway… he'll have a more private chat with her spying on him after he helped her out.

....

"Who the hell is Solomon Gunn?" Shepard asked curiously as he flew himself and Kasumi towards the utter mansion that was Donovon Hock's safe house.

"You are." Kasumi replied frankly, tapping at her omni-tool as they landed in the lot.

"…Is he real?"

"You're real." She added chipperly as Shepard sighed. "He is as real as of about 25 hours ago when I made him up and about 40 years of his history..." she smiled playfully as Shepard grunted… she blushed under her hood, remembering the very detailed grunts from earlier.

"We're going to talk about how old you think I am later, Okay? Another important question, but where did you get the gold statue of Saren?" he asked as they watched the 'tribute' to Donovan Hock's party rolled up slowly towards the steps of the mansion.

"I stole it."

"…From?" he replied, he knew she DID steal it, but he wanted to know who exactly had a gold statue of Saren.

"Oh don't worry about that." she waved it off. "Focus on getting inside." Shepard grunted as they got out and strolled towards the mansion as the guards scanned the statue… he trusted Kasumi's skills in keeping their armor and weapons, hidden under the statue, secure and out of sight.

"Hold on a moment sir." Said the guard as Shepard paused. "…There seems to be an issue with the statue."

"…Giving me trouble even in death." Mumbled Shepard gazing at the golden statue with some disdain.

"Is there a problem here?" asked a self-important sounding man in an expensive suit, descending the steps.

"No Mr. Hock just doing a scan."

The target of the heist turned his attention to Shepard and Kasumi, a look of curiosity crossed his face. "…I don't believe we met… Donovan Hock." He said politely.

Shepard put on his most charming smile before replying rather affably. "Solomon Gunn." Shepard nodded to him. As a sour look crossed his face.

"Sir." The guard interrupted. "The scanners aren't picking anything up." He said apologetically as Hock glared at the statue with as much disdain as Shepard gave the one it was modeled after. Before speaking affably.

"I highly doubt Mr. Gunn and his pretty friend would come all the way from Illium to cause trouble do you?" he asked the guard. Who got a rather bemused look on his face and shrugged as Hock sighed disdainfully.

He then turned smiling politely to Shepard, a significant change from his earlier distrust and disdain. "You may pass Mr. Gunn, you were invited after all." he said, before eyeing Kasumi politely. "But I'm afraid your plus one will have to remain outside." He said, "You understand of course…" with the air of a man who didn't care if he understood or not.

Shepard sniffed, Kasumi looked more than content to do so… she could easily stealth her way back inside… however… he wanted to screw with her a bit.

SMACK!

"URP!" Kasumi AND Hock jumped as Shepard's hand clapped onto Kasumi's plump ass, pulling her abruptly to his side, pressing her lithe frame against him as he openly fondled her ass cheeks as she squeaked, hissing in his ear, "What are you doing!?"

"Come now Mr. Hock… you'd deny a man his side piece? Have you SEEN this woman?" he declared as Kasumi bit her tattooed lip, trying not to gasp as Shepard squeezed her ass… and inevitably drew not only Hock's attention to it but the guards as well. "The finest entertainment Illium has to offer…" he swatted Kasumi's ass as she yelped. "Bought and paid for." smacking her cheeks with every word. "With proudly earned mercenary credits."

"Thats…" Donovan Hock seemed distracted, in fact he seemed more CONFUSED than anything. Watching as Shepard eagerly played with Kasumi's body. "…All well and good. Mr. Gunn." He said, still looking very confused but being very polite. He then smiled, "But if I let every guest bring in their own… entertainment, then what would I have spent all my own money for?" he joked as Shepard shrugged.

"Ah… you got me there… another time then." He added, "Give me a moment…"

"Of course. See you inside…" Donovan replied, staring at Kasumi's body.

Shepard led her away, "…I think you were made."

"Excuse me!" she hissed, suddenly smacking him as Hock hesitated at the top of the stairs, his guards chuckling. They couldn't hear their conversation but Shepard was smarter than most gave him credit for. "You… you!"

"He made you." Shepard repeated, "He recognized you. I got him thinking that he was wrong… sorry about this by the way." He added.

CRACK!

Kasumi gasped as he smacked her across the face then clung tightly to her chin as her eyes watered. The guards had flinched, and Donovan seemed to come to terms with something. Nodding his head in thought before turning inside. "…I think I bought us time."

"You HIT me!" she whined.

"Because he wouldn't expect it. You wouldn't bring someone who'd smack you back…" Kasumi frowned at him. "…For now we threw him off our scent but he's suspicious… get going and cloak. We're going in."

Shepard marched back towards the guards minus one Kasumi, apparently, but she was right behind him. "Trouble in paradise?" asked the guards.

"I promised her a good time and your boss threw that out the window." Shepard replied, "…Sometimes my playthings need to be reminded that they're MY playthings." He said coldly as the guards fidgeted… and he walked right in…

"So, I'm your plaything am I?" she asked half playful but still pretty furious.

"Yes and no." Shepard replied as he entered the party and began to mingle. "The woman Soloman Gunn hit is a plaything. Kasumi Goto however is not… what now?"

...…

Donovan Hock HAD made Kasumi, but Shepard's actions towards her DID throw him off the scent for a little while. Until shit started to go wrong… they had just gotten their gear and into his vault of treasure, Shepard eyeing the Head Statue of liberty with SOME fury.

"…I'm technically not American but this pisses me off." Shepard scowled at the statue. "…If we weren't going to shoot Hock before we are now…" he added as Kasumi looked around herself, eyeing the statue of a big, angry horned creature that looked like it came out of an old fantasy video game.

"You can shoot him after we get Keiji's graybox." She noted, "…and then were going to have a LONG talk about your opinions on women!" she declared sourly.

Shepard had to get Donovan to talk. A LOT. So, he described, in detail, Kasumi's 'Best Parts' and 'talents befitting a woman of her class'. Turns out Hock had a morbid fascination with raw hardcore sexcapades… "I haven't done a fifth of the stuff you said I did!"

"Hmm." Shepard noted, eyeing a turian piece of art. "…Think Garrus would like this?" he asked lazily as Kasumi rolled her eyes, looking around the vault herself for the graybox.

"Now what do we have here?" Shepard replied, picking up an SMG.

"Looks like a… no. it is THE Kassa Locust… that gun killed two presidents…" she breathed. "Ah!" The graybox!" she smiled and began scanning it.

"Don't bother Miss Goto…" declared Donovan Hock. His gigantic face appearing before them. "It's codelocked." He stared at them. "I have to admit… you almost had me fooled." He said, "Your mercenary friend treating you like a two credit Illium WHORE was almost convincing enough that I wouldn't have paid you mind at all…"

Shepard raised a hand. "…You think I'm a mercenary?"

But Donovan ignored him. "Honestly, only as of right now was I SURE it was you… you make a convincing whore." He sneered cruelly at them. "Of course… imagining you screaming in pleasure will be hard when I'm done making you scream in pain like you partner Koji or whatever his name was-"

"A Mercenary?" Shepard repeated as Kasumi eyed him with a 'seriously?' look.

"I admire your skills Ms. Goto… and I have a new appreciation for your ass, thanks to your mercenary friend… but be assured, you are going to die-"

Shepard, in his goal to shut Hock up. Shot a priceless artifact that did JUST that. "…I didn't like the look of it anyway." He said shrugging as Hock GLARED furiously at Shepard, his hatred or whatever he had for Kasumi forgotten in that one bullet. "So. hey. Hock… here's what's going to happen." Shepard began as Kasumi struggled to stop herself from laughing.

"I'm going to kill every guard from here to the exit. And MOST likely, I'm going to kill you too…" he sighed but smiled at him. "Then. I'm going to find the CLOSEST woman I can get my hands on and I'm going to satisfy her in ways you'd NEVER be able to do even if you paid them..." Hock looked furious. "See you soon." Shepard waved with his fancy new gun and accurately shot the projectors.

"…What was that about the closest woman?" Kasumi asked giggling until Shepard slowly turned to face her and she fidgeted nervously under his gaze… she then realized that he WAS NOT joking about that. His powerful hand once again found itself on her ass and he pulled her to him as she stared up into his eyes, her own wide in… well, she was kind of turned on right now.

"We can talk about what I could potentially do to you later after I save your life." He then held up the gun and shot several guards charging into the vault. Before whispering sensually into her ear as her crotch dampen and a cold shudder flowed down her spin. "Or, you know, you can hide in my room some more while I FUCK someone else?" he said firmly as she squeaked. "…We're going to talk about THAT later by the way…"

"…Yes, Sir commander." She mumbled as he stopped squeezing her plump ass and focused on killing a LOT of thugs.

...

The last thing Hock managed to do in his miserable life was scream in such a high pitch dogs on earth would've heard it as Shepard destroyed his assault ship. Granted Kasmui did do some techie stuff, but Shepard literally softened him up for her.

"Stay down." Noted Shepard dismissively as the ship exploded in a big fiery ball. He took a deep breath through his nose, and smiled at a rather withdrawn Kasumi, watching the ship wreckage burn. "…Kasumi?"

"Hmm? Yeah Shep?" she mumbled, just staring.

"…Ready to go?" he asked as the shuttle for the Normandy landed.

"…Yeah." She said, and together they silently walked onto the shuttle.

She had a moment with the memory of Keiji. And stared at the Graybox as Shepard silently watched her. "…What should I do?" she asked, as Shepard blinked at her, he sighed and shook his head.

"…Well. As an expect in complicated decisions Kasumi? Destroy it, keep it…" he sighed again, watching her forlornly. "…Keep it." he said as she jumped.

"But the Alliance…" she noted.

"Are you going to tell anyone?"

"…No?"

"Then what's the problem? We pretty much just killed everyone who was involved with that thing apart from you and me… MAYBE Cerberus." He noted thoughtfully, "But to be fair, they probably won't fuck up the alliance… pro-human and all that. And I'll probably kill most of them too…"

"Shepard…"

"I'm not telling, you're not telling…" he said, getting to his feet and watching out the window as the Normandy got closer and closer. "…Tuck that thing away in your pocket and forget about it…" he said kindly as Kasumi eyed the graybox, smiled, then put it away…

"Thank you Shepard." She said fondly.

"Good… Now about you spying in my bedroom."

"Hee-hee… come on Shep-" but he caught her face and she squeaked.

"…Unless you're participating Kasumi." He warned, "Don't let me catch you again…"

She shuddered, staring into his eyes as his powerful body pinned her to the shuttle wall. "Uh… g-got it Shep." She whimpered but he growled, like a hungry animal, low and throaty as her lower body suddenly burned with desire… how the fuck does he do that?

"I don't think you do…" he said lazily, "If I catch you in my bedroom again without permission Kasumi? You WILL be participating, and I don't use safewords with caught thieves…"

"…From what I've seen Shep." She whispered nervously, his face inches from her own. "…You… you don't use safewords at all…"

"Of course I do." Shepard replied, before adding in a soft whisper, "But my pretty toys never want to use them…" he suddenly pulled away and she released a breath she didn't realize she was holding. "We're back." He said casually, he yawned. "Great. I need a nap." He declared as the shuttle touched down in the Normandy, and as if he didn't just commit EXTREME sexual harassment, he strolled out of the shuttle as Garrus greeted him casually.

"Shepard." he nodded as Shepard yawned, already starting to remove his armor. "Did you really destroy an assault ship on foot?"

"How many thresher maws have we killed?" he replied as Garrus chuckled, Kasumi was ignored as they walked to the elevator.

"You want us to head to Tuchanka?" Garrus asked as Shepard sighed.

"…Not at the moment." he replied exhaustedly. "I'm going to get some rest, we'll drift for a while, head out tomorrow."

"Got it. I'll let Joker know. Get some rest Shepard."

Shepard eventually got to his cabin after grabbing something to eat from Gardner, shoveling it down quickly and ignoring Miranda as he got back into the elevator and went all the way up. Shepard entered his cabin and yawned again, stripping and heading towards the shower before declaring. "Edi. Keep Miranda out of my cabin."

"I am unable to restrict Ms. Lawson commander. As XO of the ship-"

"If you don't, I'll throw her off the ship." Shepard declared, "Then she wouldn't be XO." He added as EDI was silent for a moment. "…Did I break you?"

"No. But that is a complication I did not expect… I will enjoy informing Ms. Lawson if she attempts to enter."

Shepard yawned again, showering and stretching… after ten minutes of recycled water washing, he walked out. "I don't want to be disturbed EDI so unless it's an emergency please defer to Miranda or Garrus."

"Of course Commander." She replied before shutting off.

He didn't even bother to dress, approaching his bed and sitting down. He stretched openly, taking a deep breath and lying back on the bed. "Ugh…" he sighed, sore and tired… and judging from how his cock was rising up… horny. He sat up, glaring at his erection in annoyance then getting to his feet.

He walked over to his beside drawer, retrieving the bottle of port before slamming it firmly on the drawer top and suddenly lashing out with the same hand.

"Uck!" his hand caught a sexy little asian woman around the throat and dragged her forward as her cloak fizzled and revealed her. "S-SHEP…" she whimpered as he let her go, she coughed. "Geeze…" she mumbled, "Ugh!"

"I WARNED you Kasumi." He glared as he pinned her to the wall, his rock hard cock throbbing against her stomach as he grabbed her face, forcing her to look at him fearfully.

"N-Now Shep, we-SMACK!" she blinked as his hand raked lightly across her face, it didn't hurt nearly as hard as when he slapped her for Hock. "AH." She gasped at him indignantly.

"I warned you." He repeated as she bit her tattooed bottom lip nervously. "Now. I need to fuck SOMEONE and guess who's the closest woman?" his cock twitched against her suit. He was so BIG… her eyes flicked down to confirm, unsure of if it was real or not even though she's seen it dozens of times by now. That thing was going to get all the way into her womb… her body shuddered excitedly at the thought-SMACK she gasped as he hit her again.

"Who is the closest woman?" he said firmly as she shuddered.

"M-Me…" she sighed breathlessly as he suddenly pulled her from the wall and shoved her towards the bed. "Ah…"

"Strip."

"What?" she blinked.

"STRIP." He ordered firmly, crossing his arms across his muscled chest as his cock pulsated up and down.

"Shepard-"

He held up a hand and she flinched expecting him to slap her again but it was only to stop her from talking. The result however was achieved. "…Kasumi." He said, firmly, cock comically twitching, "You are here because of one of two reasons. One: you thought I was joking, and you wanted to call my non-existent bluff." He shook his head. "Or Two: You WANTED this." He declared coolly as she trembled. "Now… don't treat me like an idiot. Either way…" he glared at her. "…You know how this is going to go."

Kasumi stared at him and shuddered unable to look away… on the one hand she should be appalled, on the other hand… she glanced down at his thick cock, throbbing painfully hard, so used to being satisfied by top quality asari holes and perfect bubble asses… she bit her tattooed lip again, and her hands found themselves slowly rising to her hood… and pulled it away.

Her hair was pixie-cut short and black, her dark eyes were painted with purple mascara. She was a beautiful woman, even with her slightly reddened cheeks. He reached for her face and pulled her feebly forward before shoving his tongue into her mouth as she MOANED.

"MMgh! MMgnh-mmn…" he dominated her tongue, drooling into her mouth as she swallowed his spit. "Mmg-nngh-mmn…" his hand slapped loudly onto her ass cheeks, squeezing them passively as she whimpered, hungrily swallowing his spit as he continued to swirl his tongue around. "Mmngh! AH!" she gasped as he pulled away, fondling her ass cheeks before clapping and hand loudly on it. "Ah…"

"You taste good." He praised as she cooed instinctively. SWAT!

"Ah." He swatted her face and pulled away.

"But your still clothed. Fix that." he ordered, grabbing her wrist and dragging her to the foot of the bed, sitting down on it like a throne and watching her. "Strip."

She fidgeted, then reached for her neck, slowly the suit came undone as she slid a finger down… it parted off her body like a blooming flower until she was naked. Sensual and exotic, she even had a few Japanese characters tattooed on her arms. Shepard did not read Japanese. Her breasts were pleasantly bigger than expected but not nearly as big as his other 'partners' she did have an ass like Tali… so bonus.

Shepard gazed at her naked body until she felt uncomfortabe waiting for his orders. He then leaned back on the bed, and gripped his massive meat slowly stroking it as her eyes followed his hand. "…Well?" he breathed as she flinched, but she approached… then dropped onto her hands and knees as he smacked her face with his cock… his manly musk filling her nose as she shuddered…

Keiji didn't smell like this.

SLAP! His cock swatted her face, "Open." He noted as she flinched, her legs suddenly wet as arousal dripped down her inner thighs.

"I've never… sucked anything this big." She breathed nervously, his scent distracting her almost as much as his girth throbbing against her face..

"And yet you're still going to." he said coolly as she whimpered, "OPEN." He repeated. Her lips trembled, as if they were struggling to obey his command as she stared into his stern eyes…

"…Ahhh…" she moaned finally, her jaw opening wide as her tongue hung out. "Aahh-Aack!!" Shepard's cock claimed her throat like he was planting a colony flag. "MMGH-GMMH!!" Shepard sighed contentedly as her soft lips kissed the base of his cock and his hands gripped her head tightly.

"…Thieves get punished." He said simply as, amazingly, her whole body trembled in heightened pleasure. He pulled her head to his tip, she had just enough time to inhale air through her nose before he was balls deep back into her throat. "But you're not a thief right now you're my whore…" he declared as her body shuddered.

"MMgh-mmng-mmgn…" she grunted as her head was jerked back and forth along his cock, his taste on her tongue, his scent in her nose. His cock was like a virus and it was overriding her mind. He lied back on the bed and let her head go, "Keep going…" he sighed as she continued mechanically. "MMgh! MMngh! MMN!!" she gagged on his meat, her eyes watering and rolled as she rubbed his powerful thighs. "MGH!?" one suddenly wrapped around the back of her head and held her on the base as he groaned, she whimpered around his cock as he reached… and grabbed the bottle of cum and port.

"MMN!" he grunted, uncorking the bottle and suddenly letting her go, and booting her away.

"Ah!" her mouth still open as she breathed fresh air, his cock pulsed as he once again, like much earlier today, blew his load into the wide mouth of the bottle. Watching her as his cock pulsated a MUCH thicker load than this morning…

She coughed, gazing up and him sitting on her knees with her hands planted on the floor as saliva trickled down the sides of her lips. He stood up, then shoved the bottle at her, her hands shot up to cling to it as his cock rested on her shoulder.

"DRINK." She froze, staring up at him and into the nearly half filled bottle of cum and some port. "…Good girls swallow." He said coolly as she shivered…

….She put the mouth of the bottle to her lips, and tilted it up. She almost gagged tasting his semen but she blocked it, letting it ooze down her throat as he smiled proudly down at him. "GULP. GULP…" chugging the slimy liquid until the bottle was upside down above her, he slapped the end gently until the last drops oozed out. "Haa…" she panted. Opening her mouth wide and showing him how empty it was…

"That's a good girl." His cock, hard once more, slapped onto her face. "How was it?"

"Oishī…" she instinctively whimpered whorishly.

Shepard smiled, letting her sniff his cock. "…How do you want it?"

"W-what?"

"In your ass? In your pussy?" he asked as she whimpered at the realization.

"A-ass?" she breathed. "N-NO wait!" she gasped as Shepard took that as an answer. She was easily hauled on the floor and hurled onto the bed, she crawled towards the headboard but there was no escape he just grabbed her ankles and yanked her back. "To big you're too bi-mmmgnh!!" he fell onto her, covering her mouth and licking her cheek sensually as she moaned… his cock resting between her supple ass cheeks as she shivered in fear… and excitement.

"I told you Kasumi… no safewords…" she whined into his hand… then SCREAMED as her barely used ass was promptly claimed in the name of Shepard. Keiji never did anal, once for a little kinkiness she stuck a dildo up there once… there would be no purpose for that dildo now.

"MMMGMNH-GGGGHMN!!" she thrashed helplessly beneath Shepard as her ass was fitted to his meat, and he wasted NO time in getting her used to that.

"UGH! UGH! UGH! UGH!" Shepard went all the way in and all the way out, stretching her to capacity. Rough and grunting primally into her ear as he stifled her screams of pain and pleasure. Her head in a tight lock as she was ground against his silky bed sheets… she was briefly awed by the fact that if he always went this hard… why hasn't he worn holes in them yet?

"MGH! MGH! MGH! MGh!!" her brain shut down as her body shook wildly and not just because Shepard was fucking her like a well paid pornstar. "MMGh!! MMGNH-HMMN!" stifled from his hand as he planted his cock into her.

"UUUGH!!"

A thick, gooey warmth flooded into her. Her legs stretched out as her hands clawed ahead, her fingers and toes clawing and curling into the sheets as she hissed. "MMMGH-mn…"

"Haa… SNIFF! Ahh…" Shepard sighed, dropping onto her as his cock continued to spray his thick load into the tight little Asian thief. He kissed her cheek, like a lover… then licked it firmly like she was a tasty treat…

POP!

Her ass bounced as it was suddenly freed of massive Shepard cock, it gaped and oozed his load as he slid to the edge of the bed, then grabbed his pitcher of water. "MMgh…" Kasumi moaned, then subtly tried to shuffle towards the other side of the bed. Her brain wanted to escape, her body not so much… it was fighting her every step of the way by not obeying…

Shepard drank down his water, Kasumi knew enough about Shepard's fucking habits to know that this was just a minor break before he broke her further. "Haa…" he sighed, dropping the glass back on the dresser.

Kasumi whined an embittered, "Noooooo." As her escape was denied. He grabbed her left arm and left leg, dragging her to his side of the bed. He rolled her over as she tried to escape again only for him to turn her, legs pulled up and resting on his shoulders as she shook her head slowly, gazing at him wide eyed.

His cock pressed against her pussy lips as she hissed, clenching her teeth… and feeling him knock against her womb as his cock delved deep into her body, "HA! Ah! AAAGH!!" she cried, shaking in pleasure as Shepard ruined her for other men apart from a krogan… "Ugh! UGH! UGH! FUCK!!" she cursed as Shepard thrust DEEP into that pussy, slamming against her womb as her inner walls squeezed and massaged his twitching cock.

He groped at her modestly plumped tits, toying with her nipples as his hips pumped, over and over and over… her feet slapping against the side of his head as her legs clenched and thrashed up, fighting against his weight and failing hopelessly as her hands lashed to the sheets and she SCREAMED.

"Aahhaaag-haaa!!" climaxing hard on his thrusting member Shepard sighed, head rolling back… and pumping HARDER. "AH-ah-ah-ah!!" she gasped up at him, open mouth and wide-eyed unable to do anything but shake and scream in pleasure.

"…I'm cumming." He declared with a satisfied grunt, pumping faster and faster as she gasped.

"W-wait. Not inside! Shepard not inside!" But… to no avail. He dropped abruptly onto her, staring into her very soul as his cock pressed against her womb and filled it relentlessly. She gasped, horrified, gazing up at him and unable to do anything but take his massive load. "…I'm not on the pill…" she whimpered, gazing up at him terrified.

"Mordin will fix that…" he replied casually. "…Now let me finish…" he pumped slowly against her body, gazing into her eyes as she gasped weakly with each thrust. "…This is good pussy…" she whined softly, but her face was red…

"Haa!" she gasped as she was up, standing on her feet as Shepard held her at her waist to keep her steady. "S-Shep-MMGMH!!"

"Give me more." He ordered, and promptly fucked her standing up.

"Ha-aaah-aah-aaah-HAaaa!!" she was a doll for him to play with and her mind didn't care, her body was already orgasming as he relentlessly thrust into her. Her legs had given out, but he continued to keep her standing upright as she leaned against his body. "Aaah!!" he grabbed her hair and yanked her head back, open mouth he spat into her mouth as she licked it up, swallowing it before she was hurled against the wall. "Ugh!" she grunted before she was lifted up, her legs spread.

"Oh no. Oh no-KU-SOOOO!!" he was back inside her, railing inside her as he fucked her against the wall. Her legs flopping as she squirmed and clawed against it. "Haa-aagh!! FUCK! you! Animal! Shepard!!" she screamed, smiling broadly as another orgasm ripped through her, "Haaaa-aagh!!"

"Ugh! UGH!! NNGH!!!" he roared his released, slamming so hard into her she could've sworn she dented the wall with her pillowy plump ass.

"Ahaaa-aagh!!" cum oozed out of her as he once again came inside. "…Do you just… not pull out?" she whimpered as in pumped her full.

"Get used to that." he declared as she trembled, "MMmn…" he smirked at her, feeling her insides cling tighter to him as she blushed, not looking at him. "…What a good little whore you make Kasumi."

"…Shut up Shep. AH!" he dropped her, cum spurted from her pussy as she hit the floor. "Fuck!-MMGH!" and cock promptly silenced her as he buried his cock into her throat. He grabbed a fistful of her pixie-cut dark hair and sighed.

"We're not done…" he declared… and he wasn't for awhile…

…..

At some point, Kasumi managed to escape… which was impressive because Shepard had been fucking her ass over his desk at the time. He had just finished putting his load into her bowels and pulled free when she cloaked out and hissed out his cabin door. He didn't think much more of it at the time… however the next 'day' as he was about to go down to the command deck to head out…

The corner of his room fizzled as Kasumi appeared, her legs crossed and dressed in her spare clothes… because Shepard didn't let her leave with her other set. "Hey Shep."

"Morning Kasumi…" he said calmly. "Come to get your clothes back?"

"Yep." She replied, getting to her feet and retrieving her neatly folded clothes as Shepard's hand cupped her ass firmly. "Mmgh… jeeze commander… you treat a girl like your toy once and you think you have an all access-mmpgh…" He shoved his tongue into her mouth, shutting her up and proving her wrong as his hands rubbed her crotch as she trembled and he pulled away.

"I'm still letting my other human toy rest…" he purred as Kasumi wiggled. "So I need a new one for now…" he rubbed her body, "Guess who that is?"

Kasumi's lips twitched playfully as she struggled not to smile, before fizzing out… Shepard rolled his eyes, but she quickly fizzled back in on the other side of the desk… "Don't I need one of THESE?" Kasumi noted playfully and sensually before she pulled a dark blue collar from nowhere with the Japanese characters 売春婦 upon it in silver. Shepard did not read Japanese.

"Where did you get that?" he asked lazily.

"I stole it." she replied sweetly.

"Mmhmmn. From where?

"Pstfft." Kasumi waved it off by waving the collar on her dainty dexterous fingers.

"…And what does it mean?"

"Baishunpu…" she replied perfectly in Japanese.

"MMHMM…" Shepard replied a little more annoyed, "And THAT means?"

Kasumi approached him handing him the collar and sticking out her neck as he promptly tightened it around her. "…WHORE." She purred.

"Hmmn. No kidding." He replied casually, putting a hand on her head and pushing her to her knees. "…Appropriate." He sighed, slipping into her warm mouth as she started sucking, "What's Japanese for good girl?" she started to pull away to answer but was promptly 'corrected' by his hand shoving her back to the base of his cock. "Answer later…" he added. "…Mmmn…"

End

I was going to do my own version of The Heist, but that was... awful. So instead you get the important cliff notes.