Jack(Mass Effect)

WARNING: Homophobic elements in this story

Ever wondered what kind of teacher Jack REALLY was like? (You have to be 18+ to find out!). In this chapter, the biotic seeks to evaluate some of her most outstanding students. But Subject Zero knows as well as anyone that to survive on the battlefield you need to possess impulses and instincts that cannot be taught in school.

Story Codes: Threesome, lesbian, anal, humiliation, domination, pegging.

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Jacqueline (better known as "Jack" or "Subject Zero" in her tumultuous life) sat in her private office at Grissom Academy. The tutor was applying lipstick, its dark vermilion color adding a dash of sensuality to her roughhewed look. A knock came on the door and she bid them enter, discarding the prong and interlacing her fingers upon the desk.

Four students entered. They all presented themselves at attention in perfect uniform, standing with chests puffed, chins straight, and arms clasped behind their backs. A hint of nervosity shone on their youthful faces. Jack had fooled them into thinking this was a disciplinary hearing.

Jason, Michael, Dillon, and Kaline were their names. Jason and Michael were bucksome specimens of youth while Dillon was of a lighter, shorter built. Kaline was of a dazzling beauty that one would think unfit for military rigors. Possessing the figure of a model and the face of a college sweetheart, she was caramel-hued and sported thick voluminous black hair running down her backside. Since they were being schooled by Jack, they were all top-flight biotics in the making.

Wearing an uncharacteristically strict mien, the tattooed ex-criminal rose from her desk. She activated her omni-tool and a small orange-glowing text-box appeared upon her forearm.

"Pupils, I will cut to the case. Grissom Academy has been monitoring your private messages. We find the content most... distasteful. "This is not what one would expect from the System Alliances brightest prospects. Especially in how it relates to my person.

Jason and Michael's faces turned ashen. Kaline nearly gaped, her eyes crestfallen.

Casting eyes towards the textbox, Jack prepared to read off their correspondence. "Michael messaged Jason, Quote: Dude! Headmistress Jack has tattoos that a pimp would give his hoe to break her independent spirit. They're full-body. Even her ass and tits are tattooed. There's a rumor going around that she has inked torns encircling her anus. You think she was turning tricks on the streets before coming here?"

"I'd fuck her" Jason then responded. "Bitch's lips would look nice around my dick. Her rear could be thicker but I'd slam it until she screams my name and gives me an A."

The two teenager's lips pursed, knowing their military careers to be over.

"And for you, Kaline," Jack said, her cadence still iron-strict. "Not only have you been sexting with Jason and Michael, which is already grounds for expulsion, but you've also been spreading rumors that my nipples are, Quote: Pierced. With rings like a BDSM-pornstar. She's an exhibitionist slut."

The tawny-hued student couldn't conceal her anxiety as well as the other two.

Dillion remained unremarked upon and seemingly forgotten, yet he displayed no less trepidation.

"You kids all exhibit clear signs of untapped sexual aggression. And that's something I happen to know a lot about," Subject Zero said and undid her ponytail, allowing her brown sidecut to hang freely.

The teenagers' jaws dropped as Jack began doffing even more.

"I can understand how my body frustrates you," she said while unbuttoning her uniform. "I look like an Omega-hooker yet as headmistress I have power over your lives. That must be very... vexing for your cocks."

She pulled off her top, revealing tattoed breasts whose rosy nipples were studded with tiny hoops. Before they could react, she also pulled down her pants. There was not a piece of underwear upon her. Jack's inked pussy-mound was bare for them to ogle.

"Rings, your rumors were true," Jack cheekily commented. She then opened a drawer on her desk and pulled out a dog-collar with an accompanying leash, holding it up before their astonished faces. "If you want to find out if my anus-tattoo is real or not, then you're going to have to order me too."

Jason was the first to break from their spellbound state and walk forward. The moment he seized that leash from out of her hands, the authority of command swelled through his loins. They were no longer headmistress-and-student. Michael was right behind him. The two athletic boys started pawing at her body and breasts, clasping Jack's tits as if they were possessions while keeping that throat-bound leash taut.

"I can't believe this is happening!" a shocked Kaline blurted, gawking as the woman who so recently had been instructed their biotic training was lecherously groped by her own students. Michael had moved on to feeling-up her pussy, fingers strumming against that quim. Jason did something even lewder. He inserted two fingers into her mouth and pushed until Jack started crassly gagging, the Headmistress doing nothing to stop them.

"Why is Miss Jack allowing herself to be treated like this?" Dillion questioned, aghast.

"Alright. Let's see that ass," Jason ordered. "On the floor, now."

Smiling at her own lecherous objectification, Jack went down on all fours. She then reached behind and clasped her own fetching posterior, pulling those taut mounds apart. "Woah!" the boys exclaimed upon spotting a ring-of-thorns encircling the criminal biotic's anus.

"I know that you boys wanted me to have some more junk-in-the-trunk," Jack roughishly giggled while keeping those butt-cheeks parted. "But I assume you wouldn't say no to a perverted woman's fuckhole when you see it?"

Hormonal overflowings made those two youths act quickly. They doffed shirts and began unbuckling their pants. "W-Wait," Dillion said. "T-This must be a trick of some sort. Th-They're testing us—"

"Shut up, you twerp!" Michael snarled, silencing him.

Naked, the two boys exhibited some truly impressive and stolid manhoods. Kaline went flush-faced and Jack licked her lips while glaring up at those rigid meat-poles. With the Headmistresses's rear denuded and the boy's cocks unleashed, there was just one more thing to do. Michael squatted and aligned his cock with her mangled butthole while Jason kept that leash taut. As soon as stiffened penishead pushed against anus, Jacqueline croaked a leonine gasp.

"I can't watch this," Kaline said, sheltering her eyes.

"You will watch both Michael and Jason butt-fuck your teacher ragged, or you'll face expulsion," Jack managed to say right as that athletic stud hilted his stolid member inside her craphole. The tawny-skinned beauty nervously obeyed, getting to witness the bucksome male with whom she had been flirting drill and hammer into their teacher's anus, plugging that sordid backdoor as if she had been some common street-whore. Absorbing his virile plunges that went balls-deep into her yielding rectum, Jack began making disgraceful whorish sounds.

The following ten minutes were absolutely unbelievable to the onlooking Grissom-students. The woman whose very words they had obeyed like law for the previous year was now being humiliatingly butt-drilled by a student on the floor of her own office. She had coached them through grueling, backbreaking biotic training and was now being anally taken by one of the men she had imperiously instructed. Jason himself seemed exhilarated at getting to sodomize this tattooed whore, doing exactly what he had bragged about doing in those text-messages.

Even the youth's climax ended up undignified for the face-down, ass-up Headmistress. Instead of cumming outside, he tackled his dick into her rear as far as possible and then sordidly creampied that shithole. Jack was moaning and wheezing throughout the disreputable cumshot, acting like a bitch who knew her place.

"My turn!" Michael impatiently exclaimed, hurriedly exchanging places with his fellow student. Jack's asshole was unplugged and before she could even push-out that seed, another girthy member occupied its passage. Just like the first time, this youth slammed into her with a lot of pent-up aggression. He wanted to punish Jack's slutty anus for the hardship of her training.

"Uuugh! Your slutty thorn-tattooed asshole feels so tight around my cock, Headmistress!" he disrespectfully snarled while treating that upraised ass like a punching-bag, battering it until being ready to cum. Jack's interiors were hosed down by another fully-loaded ballsac, painting it cummy white.

After the buttfuck was concluded, Jack was disrespectfully ordered to clean up their cocks. She knelt between the youths while sucking on their ass-tainted members, holding them steady by their base as she did, the filth on their cock hindering her not even a little. Excitement from fucking their headcase teacher meant that they were still pulsatingly hard.

This gave Jack a perfect opportunity to show-of her whiz-like blowjob skills. For Michael, she tongue-swaddled that bulbous tip before downing it deep into her throat. For Jason, she pulled back his foreskin and then scrubbed her tongue against the sensitive underside of his cockhead. As it happened, the duo pulled and yanked on her nipple-rings, making her groan.

Kaline remained aghast at watching her teacher's tongue flicker like a serpent's upon her boyfriends' engorged cocks.

"Keep watching," Jack naughtily jeered, eying the long-haired beauty while sucking on one beefy prong. "You might need to know how to do this one of these days."

Kaline winced.

Michael snapped his fingers. "Kalin. Get over here," he ordered.

The beauty stutter-stepped, then took the walk. She ventured over to Michael's side who promptly wrapped his arm around her dainty shoulder, pulling her close. She had arrived just as Jack was choking on Jason's beefy cock.

"What's this all about anyway?" she peeped, yelping as Michael forced her onto her knees.

Michael's penistip was soon brought to her plush lips. She acted coy for about a second, then at his insistence, parted mouth and commenced sucking. Jack smirked while getting savagely face-fucked right beside them, her gullet pounded with cock, Jason intending to ejaculate into her throat.

There was of course an answer to Kaline's question, though Michael and Jason cared not to hear it. Jack had experience with the hard side of life. She knew what qualities were needed to survive, that which could not be taught at a school. Aggression, assertiveness, dominance, balls, the sort of stuff you gained by fucking your school headmistress in the ass and then making her gurgle on your cock. Michael and Jason were proven warriors, future champions of the System Alliance. Kaline was the beauty who would serve on their team in a junior capacity, keeping up morale by warming their beds in-between missions.

Jason emptied his dick-stick straight down Jacqueline's throat. Then, he clasped her head and redirected it towards Michael's ass. While Kaline was still sucking, she was pushed face-first into that crack and ordered to lick his crap-chute.

Jack knew well-enough what kind of men survived on the battlefield. It was men like Jason and Michael. The kind of men who would make their own headmistress rim out their buttholes when given the chance. She burrowed her tongue as deeply as possible into that rectum while Kaline labored on the head.

Whence Jason had climaxed, the boys got more of what they desired. Jack and Kaline were ordered to lick each other in a sixty-nine position on-top of the headmistress's desk. Submissively, the two lookers clambered up and then entangled their limbs, Subject Zero on the bottom, her pupil on top, breasts flattening against each others stomach. In unison they buried faces into each other's snatches and began munching, eating one-another wet while the bucksome boys watched.

Dillion remained in the background, trying not to look. His whole cadence spoke to a man who wished this was over. Meanwhile, Jason spanked Kaline's ass and ordered her to lick harder, while Michael called Jacqueline a tattooed bisexual bitch.

"Uuuhh! Uuhh!" Kaline groaned.

"Uu-huu. Uuuhhh!" Jack likewise sounded, Michael still holding her leash as if she was a dog.

Not even this seductive feminine moaning could ensnare Dillon's eyes. Both women tongue-varnished each other's clits until careening at orgasms door. The climax billowed through them like a warm gust of wind, making their bodies flex and convulse and pant throughout the paroxysm before being sapped of all strength. They collapsed into exhaustion upon that desk, splayed-out atop of each other, panting and breathing in a post-orgasmic daze.

Michael and Jason pulled their fellow student off Subject Zero. Liberated from the constraints of school-life, they wanted to have some fun with her body. A threesome commenced right beside Jacqueline. But as soon as the strength in her limbs returned, she rose from the desk and turned not towards those cocksure studs, but towards Dillon.

The scrawny kid nearly jumped at becoming the center of Jack's attention, having thought himself forgotten. She strutted up to him fully in the nude, wearing a malevolent grin.

"As I thought," she jeered, reaching out and abruptly clasping Dillion's crotch, finding that small cock flaccid.

The man yelped but did not resist. He looked as if she had stumbled on his darkest secret.

"You're a faggot," Jack sternly assessed. "A sissy. A poff. What people in the slums of Omega would call a butt-boy before passing him around. You couldn't dominate a woman even if you tried."

The last of Dillion's courage collapsed like a pricked balloon.

"You may be a talented biotic, but you'll never be a great warrior while lacking assertion. As such I'm recalling you from the program. Don't worry, though. I have another use for a failed man such as yourself," Jack stated.

Curating studs wasn't the only skill that the streets had taught Jacqueline. She also knew how to dominate when the situation called for it. Not a minute later, Dillion was naked, folded over the desk, his hands tied behind his back, and a strap-on adorning Subject Zero's hips. The recipient man would be made an outlet for Jack's aggressions. It felt good to give after having been made to take it like that.

"NOOO!!!" he hollered as Jack sunk the top off her dildo into the man's anus, squirming madly to getaway. Having broken in a few unwilling butt-boys in her time, the biotic would not be shaken. She went hip-to-hip with that boy, forcing him to feel her rubber manhood all the way to the navel. A gasp of relief escaped Jack's throat after asserting her dominance.

"This is what military life does to weaklings such as yourself," she stated before beginning to pound, steady and hard, her faux ballsac hurtfully bumping into his hanging gonads.

"You like this. Don't lie to me. I've seen plenty of your kind be fucked submissive by better men. Take it. Accept it," she harangued to the whimpering boy.

Right beside them the threesome was underway. Kaline would not get to choose which one of them she preferred as a boyfriend. The tawny-hued beauty would be their pass-around girl, her job to keep their cocks satiated. Currently, the young woman was being held in-between them by the crook of her knees, fucked standing by both men at once. Jason was inside her pussy while Michael was pounding her ass. The girl screamed and moaned while keeping her slender arms wrapped around Jason's beefy neck, trying desperately to hold on. Needless to say, she had never been DP'd before. Yet her nubile body was pretty-much made to be plowed and so she adjusted as best as she could.

"Oh my god you guys feel so big inside me!" she desperately hollered. "I can feel your cocks rubbing together inside me! Oh goodness I'm going to cum!"

Jack could not focus on this romantic moment. She was busy giving Dillion's submissive ass a workover. She thumped that rear even more brutally than his peers had thumped hers. After a lot of crying and caterwauling, Jack finally received the evidence for everything she had been saying. Her cock hammered into Dillion's ass one last time and his dick-stick exploded, shooting out cum. He had orgasmed like a woman would have. The fact that he was gay was something he could no longer dispute even to himself.

"Stop crying, loser," she scoffed and acrimoniously pulled her dildo out of his ass, leaving behind a gaping hole. "A weakling such as yourself would have died in your first real engagement anyways.

Behind her, Kaline was heard in the uproarious throes of orgasm. Jack heard her own named be snarled by those hard-rutting studs. Smiling and feeling mightily rejuvenated by putting the butt-boy in his place, she turned around and was ready to obey. Being a Headmistress was more fun than she could ever have imagined!