Miranda

"Okay, Miranda. Truth or Dare?"

"Ooh, this is gonna be good." Jack said, hungrily eyeing her girlfriend.

"I'm afraid I'm going to have to disappoint you, Jack." Miranda said to the tattooed woman before turning to Ashley. "Truth."

Ignoring Jack's groan, Ashley thought for a second before smirking. "I've always wondered, is Jack really the dom in your relationship?"

"Pfft! What kinda question is that?! Of course I am!"

"I was asking Miranda." Ashley said to Jack.

"And I'm saying that I'm the dominant one between us!" Jack said as she stood up, "I say 'jump', Miri asks 'how high, Mistress?'. I crack the whip, she's in bed pretty face down, sexy ass up! I -"

"Actually, no." Miranda said with a sly smirk, cutting off her girlfriend's rant. As Jack and the other women turned to her, she continued. "We made a pact a couple years back that Jack would act like the dominate half of our relationship in public. But behind close doors," she took a drink before grinning like a Cheshire Cat, "that perfect tattooed ass was my personal property."

"Really?!" Ashley asked, intrigued as she turned to a red faced Jack with a laugh.

"Didn't see that coming, did you?" Jane asked Liara, her bondmate shaking her head in reply.

"Well, Garrus owes me 25,000 credits." Tali whispered to herself. "Though, I may have to collect it in ten years."

"Hey!" Jack shouted, glaring at Miranda. "Isn't there some kind of rule against lying in this stupid game?!"

"Commander, I am detecting an elevated heart rate and heavy breathing." EDI chimed in, "Those are two common signs of a liar."

"See?!"

"However, they appear to be coming from Jack."

"Oh, shut the fuck up!" Jack snarled. "Point is, I'm the dom, Miri's the sub! Next!"

The other girls weren't sure what to think until Miranda smirked and walked over to her girlfriend, cupping her chin as she leaned into the tattooed woman's ear.

"Bad girl, Jackie." Miranda purred, her voice loud enough for the other women to hear. "Lying to our friends about us and stealing my turn. Mommy might have to spank her naughty Rabid Sex Kitten in order to punish you. Or maybe you were hoping for that?"

Giving Jack's ear a lick, Miranda swung back and smacked the tattooed woman's left butt cheek. In response, Jack did three things involuntary. First, she let out an uncharacteristically girlish squeak. Second, she shook as a shiver ran up her spine. And finally, the other woman chuckled as they noticed Jack's womanhood getting surprisingly damp.

"Well, that answers that." Samara said with a laugh.

"Ugh!" Jack groaned, knowing she couldn't hide this fact anymore. "Fine! Yes! I'm the bottom bitch in our relationship! Is that what you all wanted to hear?! But I'd like to see any of you demand to be on top after having sex with her!"

"I shall take that as a compliment." Miranda said as she and Jack sat back down.

"Well, Miranda," Jane said, "it's your turn now. Who do you pick?"

Miranda took another drink as she looked around at the women in the room before making her decision.