It works, somewhat

One Elmohk fruit, two Elmohk fruit… three Elmohk fruit! Miranda would’ve jumped for joy had it not been a pain for her unsecured breasts. A jackpot on just her 12th round! She was the first one free.

“Ha ha! I’m free! Guess I’ll be the one masturbating over you now Shepard!” Miranda gloated at the naked commander, as a human woman was feeling her up.

“That’s not the… boast you think it is.” Shepard said between moans.

“Whatever.” Miranda turned back to the eclipse merc. “Now then, would you do the honours and uncuff me?”

The asari retrieved the keys from the prize slot, along with Lawson’s clothes. Handing the white catsuit and underwear to her colleagues, she then undid the cuff on Miranda’s left arm that anchored her to the slot machine.

“So, have you girls got a job in mi- mphff!” Miranda was cut off by her own panties being stuffed into her mouth by one of the Mercs, who then taped it over, effectively gagging Miranda.

“You talk too much bubble butt,” the purple Asari said, smacking Miranda on the ass.

“Hmmphh?”

“You may be talented miss Lawson, but you’re also responsible for many of our operations going south. Including the death of Enyala! She was one of our best!”

Miranda’s eyes widened, so much had happened over the past two years that she’d thought the mercenary groups would’ve long moved on from old grudges. And now she was naked and handcuffed at their mercy.

“But we have to admire the skill it took to survive her, and we managed to get a jackpot on just our 12th round. Way I see it, that makes you a lucky charm. So the job we’re giving you is to accompany us for the rest of our casino trip. After we’re done, we’ll give you the cuff keys. Your clothes on the other hand…”

The asari turned her head to face her colleagues, and Miranda looked in their direction to witness them chucking her catsuit and bra into a nearby waste disposal chute. “We’ll consider them compensation for your past misdeeds to us. And even if we don’t win, you can still boost our morale for the day,” the asari squeezed Miranda’s right boob, prompting a muffled yelp from the bound woman.

The asari then slapped Miranda’s bare bottom as her fellow mercenaries began dragging her away. With her feet still cuffed together, Miranda could only hop to keep up the pace with the mercenaries, her generous buttocks and buxom breasts bouncing with each hop, much to her discomfort.

As Shepard and the others watched her bottom disappear into the casino, it was Shepard’s turn to look back on her squad mates with a smug “I told you so” look (well, as smug as one can be while getting their buttocks groped by a stranger). Liara and Ashley grimaced. Did this mean that Shepard’s approach was the favourable course of action?