Ashley

Ashley stepped forward, her eyes meeting Shepard's. "I'll start," she said, her voice firm and confident. She walked over to Shepard, who couldn't help but feel a sense of vulnerability as Ashley approached. Ashley reached out and gently took Shepard's hand, leading her over to the plush cushion that now served as her bed.

"Lie down," Ashley said, her voice softening slightly. Shepard hesitated for a moment, but then complied, lying down on the cushion and looking up at Ashley with a mixture of confusion and anticipation.

Ashley's eyes locked onto Shepard's as she reached for the hem of her shirt, her fingers curling around the fabric with a gentle precision. Shepard's gaze followed the movement, her heart beating slightly faster as Ashley began to lift the shirt upwards, revealing a sliver of smooth, toned skin beneath.

The shirt was pulled over Ashley's head, her hair spilling out around her face like a rich, dark waterfall. Shepard's eyes were drawn to the gentle curves of Ashley's breasts, her nipples tightening slightly as the cool air caressed them.

Ashley's hands moved to the waistband of her pants, her fingers working the button and zipper with a quiet efficiency.

Ashley's pants slid down her legs, pooling around her ankles as she stepped out of them. Her eyes never left Shepard's face, her gaze burning with a quiet intensity as she moved closer. Shepard's heart was racing now, her breath coming in short, sharp gasps as Ashley's hands grasped her hips, holding her in place.

Slowly, Ashley began to lower herself, her bare pussy hovering above Shepard's face. The air was thick with tension as Shepard's eyes darted upwards, meeting Ashley's gaze. For a moment, they just stared at each other.

Ashley's gaze never wavered as she slowly lowered herself down onto Shepard's face, her bare pussy hovering just inches away from Shepard's lips. Shepard's heart raced as she took in the scent of Ashley's arousal, her breath hitching as she felt the heat radiating from Ashley's body.

"Eat me, Pet," Ashley ordered, her voice a low growl as she pressed herself down onto Shepard's lips.

Shepard's tongue darted out, tasting Ashley's wetness, the saltiness of her skin.

Shepard's tongue tentatively made contact with Ashley's wet flesh, sending a shiver down her own spine. The taste was unfamiliar, yet strangely intoxicating. As she began to lick and nibble, Ashley's eyes fluttered closed, a soft moan escaping her lips. Shepard's initial hesitation gave way to curiosity, and she found herself becoming more enthusiastic, her tongue probing deeper into Ashley's folds.

Ashley's hips began to rock gently, her hands grasping Shepard's head, holding her in place. Shepard's cheeks flushed with a mix of embarrassment and arousal as she realized she was actually enjoying this.

As Ashley's hips began to rock more urgently, her hands grasped Shepard's head with increasing pressure, holding her in place. Shepard's tongue darted in and out of Ashley's folds, the taste and scent of her arousal filling her senses. Ashley's breathing quickened, her moans growing louder as she felt her orgasm building.

Shepard felt a thrill of excitement as Ashley's hips began to ride her face, the gentle rocking motion sending shivers down her spine.

Ashley's eyes fluttered open, her gaze locking onto Shepard's as she felt her orgasm cresting.

As Ashley's orgasm crested, her body tensed, and she let out a low, throaty moan. Her hips jerked forward, and she pressed herself down onto Shepard's face, her cum gushing out in a warm, sticky flood. Shepard's tongue was still extended, and she felt the liquid heat spill across her lips and chin, dripping down onto the plush cushion beneath her.

Ashley's hands remained grasped around Shepard's head, holding her in place as she rode out the waves of her climax. Shepard's eyes were closed, her face scrunched up in a mixture of shock and arousal, as she felt the warm liquid spread across her skin.

As Ashley's orgasm subsided, she slowly rose off of Shepard's face, a small smile playing at the corners of her lips. "Oh so good," she murmured, her voice husky with satisfaction. Shepard's face was still scrunched up in a mixture of shock and arousal, her skin still glistening with Ashley's cum.

Ashley looked down at Shepard, her gaze softening. "You're a natural pet," she said, her voice filled with warmth and appreciation. "You've got a real talent for that."

Shepard's face, still flushed with a mix of embarrassment and arousal, slowly relaxed into a soft smile as Ashley's words washed over her. She felt a surge of pride at the praise, her chest swelling with a sense of accomplishment. For a moment, she forgot about the collar around her neck, the rules she had to follow, and the fact that she was now a naked pet. All that mattered was the warm glow of satisfaction that spread through her body.

Ashley's gaze lingered on Shepard's face, a look of approval and admiration in her eyes. She reached out a hand, gently brushing a strand of hair out of Shepard's face, her fingers trailing across her cheek.

"Whose next?" Ashley asked the other girls, her voice husky with satisfaction as she gazed down at Shepard's flushed face. "She's a great pussy eater."