DISCLAIMER: I do not own Mass Effect or Mass Effect 2, and I do not make profit off the characters or settings I use in this story.
Commander Sheppard had had enough of Miranda's attitude. Every day was filled her constant bitching and criticism, and the commander decided to finally teach this "perfect" woman a lesson.
"What are you doing in here, Commander? I told you I have a lot of work to do," Miranda whined as Commander Sheppard burst into her office.
"You'll see," Sheppard said slyly.
Miranda watched as her confident commander circled around her until she was behind her office chair.
"Get up," Sheppard demanded as she pulled Miranda's chair from under her.
"This isn't funny, Sheppard. I'm busy!"
"I'm your commander, and you'll follow myorders."
"I was only asking you—"
"Shut up, bitch!" Sheppard commanded as she slammed the aggravating woman onto her desk.
Miranda gasped as she felt her large chest smash against the hard surface; she turned her head back and glared at Commander Sheppard. These two beautiful and confident women had never gotten along, and their equally overbearing personalities were mostly to blame.
Suddenly, Sheppard pulled a small knife from her pocket, and she slowly lowered it towards Miranda's back.
"What the fuck is wrong with you?" Miranda shrieked.
Sheppard ignored her and began cutting the back of Miranda's skintight suit. Once the cut was big enough, she pulled the white material apart until Miranda's back was completely exposed.
"Stop!" Miranda demanded.
"I said shut up!" the commander repeated.
The woman struggled under her commander's force, but her struggles only made her clothing fall off quicker. Sheppard continued to tear at the suit until all that was left were a pair of black gloves. The rest fell in a heap on the floor, and the commander kicked it to the side. She had one more task, which was to remove her victim's lovely silk bra and thong. She started with the tight thong that fit snuggly between Miranda's round cheeks. Her knife quickly slipped under the fine material without cutting Miranda's smooth flesh, and she watched with delight as the black silk gentle hit the floor.
Removing the bra would be slightly more challenging. She cut the straps, but she had to pull it from underneath Miranda. The whining bitch clung to her desk in an attempt to keep her bra, but Commander Sheppard wasn't in the mood to deal with her. She effortlessly flipped Miranda on her side, and she quickly yanked the bra from the desk. The delicate fabric soon joined the rest of Miranda's clothing upon the floor, and Miranda was violently slammed back to her previous position. She let out a large groan as her chest was pressed against her sturdy desk once again.
Miranda almost yelled for help, but she knew no one could hear her through the dense metal walls, and her assailant had locked the door. She had to try to escape on her own, but her attempts had failed so far. Sheppard was just too much, even for someone like her.
Now Sheppard had a moment to enjoy Miranda's amazing body. She had always admired and lusted after it, but seeing the woman unclothed was a humbling experience. She truly had the body of a goddess; Commander Sheppard's heart skipped a beat. Miranda's ass was beautifully shaped, and her pussy was as pink and pure as a virgin's. Sheppard placed her hands on Miranda's curvy waist and stroked up and down the sides of her body, until she reached her luscious ass. The commander could feel her victim's muscles tense under her groping hands, and she smirked.
"Somehow this doesn't surprise me," Miranda mocked. She even managed to laugh.
"And why is that?"
"Your sexuality was always rather obvious, and I noticed the picture of that asari beside your bed. Was she your lover?" Miranda asked slyly.
"She's twice the woman you are!" Sheppard yelled as she slammed Miranda's head against the desk.
"So you're settling for me? Is that it?" Miranda laughed. Even in this situation, she managed to piss Sheppard off.
"No. But I plan to enjoy punishing you."
Sheppard continued to press Miranda against the desk as she began to quickly shed her own casual attire. She had a suspicious grin on her face when she removed her panties because she knew that Miranda would be surprised with what she had in store for the bitch.