The office door opened and closed. At first, it seemed as if no one was there. But after a long moment, the Asian assassin Kasumi Goto appeared in the seat behind Miranda Lawson's desk. Gloved hands turned on the laptops and typed a few codes, hacking through a few walls and passwords before she found the private files. "Alright Cerberus, let us see all your dirty secrets." She double-clicked the folder, filled with videos only labeled as 'NUMBER 12. V145.' so on and so forth. The first video she clicked on was Miranda in a black and yellow uniform that looked like her normal uniform but with different colors and a holographic visor. She was sitting on the edge of an unfamiliar bed. Seemingly an apartment on the citadel. She was talking to someone but the comments were too vague to understand what they were discussing.
Kasumi exited, finding it boring, and clicked on the very next video. Miranda was in the same outfit but now she was lying across a white and blue couch. Her eyes were closed, but what was happening was far more interesting to the assassin sneak. A hangar stood tall above the couch, its long pink tendrils over her. One was between her legs, rubbing over the leather. The other was tucked under her breasts, the pink line disappearing into the black uniform. After a long moment of rubbing, the edit cut and the next scene showed the same position, but the bottom of the uniform was unbuttoned and peeled back like a flap to reveal her white lace panties instead of the normal black she wore. The white lace had a large wet spot on it as the pink tendrils continued to rub. Moving in small tiny circles over where Kasumi assumed her hot pink clit was.
Another cut. Miranda had the black leather of her Cerberus uniform bunched around her ankles. One of the pink tendrils of the hangar was being shoved deep into not one but both entrances. Pushing in and out, going deeper every three plunges. The one tucked under her breasts was now wrapped tight around one of them, flicking her erect nips. Soaked. Damp.
"Oooh.......this one is surprised at how long this human can last...." The Hanar spoke, its voice reverberating against itself.
Miranda refused to open her eyes. However, Kasumi noticed a brief moment in her facial expression. She had wanted to say something snarky. It was obvious to anyone who knew the Cerberus cheerleader.
Kasumi exited out of the video as it came to an end. She skipped through a few of the numbers and clicked on another video. 05. 012. 20. 42. She kept skipping around until she found another interesting one.
This one had Miranda still. She was being tied down. Both boots are attached with a black rope. Strapped, or perhaps velcro to the metal bedpost. Her hands were strapped to the top of the bed posts using handcuffs. Were those originally Miranda's pair of handcuffs or a prop? It was hard to tell. She was only in her white lace bra and long tall boots. Her uniform was entirely gone. Panties? Also gone. The camera was pointed right at her dripping excited cunt now.
As the petite Kasumi Goto watched, she leaned back on the office chair while hiding inside Miranda's office. She wasn't supposed to find these 'Cerberus encrypted' videos. But the sneaky assassin was so very happy she did. Kasumi leaned against the office chair and opened her legs, propping one up on the desk itself. She heard boots coming down the Normandy halls and quickly used Shadow Strike to turn invisible.
