She does.

Jack stared at her for a moment. A thousand thoughts going through her mind and for a few seconds Miranda thought she was going to chicken out.

Until Jack stood and went to the nearby bathroom.

Miranda found herself checking out the womans tone ass as she disappeared. Images of the girl on her knees naked and calling her Mistress made her own folds a little wet.

Jack winced when the stall door closed down behind her. She was so wet.

Quickly she undressed from the waist down and pulled her soaked boyshorts off. She redressed and froze at the entrance. This was her last chance to back out...

With her face red she walked back out with her soaked underwear in her hand.

Miranda saw the underwear in the tattooed biotics hand and smirked. Even more when they were put on the table for her. Jacks face bright red.

"Good girl Jackie." Miranda picked them up. "Wow. You're a naughty girl too." She noted the wetness.

Jack somehow blushed more. "So...what now?"

"Mistress."

"Hmm?"

"From now on you call me Mistress. Everywhere. Even in public or around people we know." Miranda ordered.

Jack went white. "Yes...Mistress." She stammered.

"Louder."

"Yes Mistress." Jack said with slight wimper but louder.

Miranda grinned a the sight. Jack was now her bitch. What to do with her new pet first?