Liara

Liara's eyes sparkled with excitement as she watched Miranda and Shepard. She couldn't wait to have a taste of Shepard's tongue herself. She rose from her seat and approached the two.

"I think it's my turn now," Liara said, her voice soft and melodious. She reached out and gently stroked Shepard's cheek, her fingers tracing the curve of her jaw.

Shepard's eyes, still glassy with desire, looked up at Liara, a small smile playing on her lips. "Yes, Liara," she said.

"Mistress." Liara cupped her chin. "Remember Pet. You must be respectful and call us your Mistress."

Shepard's eyes dropped, a faint blush rising to her cheeks as she corrected herself. "Yes, Mistress," she whispered, her voice barely audible. Liara's fingers trailed down Shepard's jaw, her touch sending shivers down Shepard's spine.

Liara's gaze locked onto Shepard's, her eyes burning with desire. "Good pet," she cooed, her voice husky with satisfaction. "Now, come and pleasure me." Liara's hands grasped Shepard's shoulders, gently but firmly guiding her towards the couch.

As Shepard moved to obey, Liara's hands caressed her hair, her fingers tangling in the strands.

Shepard's tongue darted out, hesitating for a moment before making contact with Liara's wet folds. Liara's eyes fluttered closed, her head tilting back as she let out a soft sigh. Her hands instinctively rose, grasping Shepard's hair and holding it tight. The pressure was just enough to send a thrill through Shepard's body, her heart racing with excitement.

As she licked, Shepard's mind wandered to the collar around her neck. It was a constant reminder of her new life, a symbol of her submission to these women. She felt a shiver run down her spine as she thought about it, her tongue moving in time with the beat of her heart.

As Shepard's tongue danced across Liara's wet folds, Liara's eyes fluttered closed, her head tilting back in ecstasy. Her hands instinctively rose, grasping Shepard's hair and holding it tight. The pressure was just enough to send a thrill through Shepard's body, her heart racing with excitement.

Unbeknownst to Shepard, Ashley had pulled out her omnitool, the device's sleek surface glinting in the dim light of the room. With a few swift motions, Ashley activated the omnitool's recording function, the device's advanced sensors capturing every detail of the scene unfolding before her.

Liara's moans grew louder as Shepard's tongue continued to move across her wet folds. Liara's grip on Shepard's hair tightened as she felt her orgasm approaching. Shepard's heart raced with excitement as she felt Liara's grip on her hair. She could feel Liara's body shuddering in pleasure, and she knew she was doing something right.

"Yes, yes, yes!" Liara cried out, her hips bucking as she came hard on Shepard's tongue.

Liara's hands grasped Shepard's face, pulling her back gently. Shepard's eyes fluttered open, her gaze meeting Liara's. Liara's chest rose and fell rapidly, her breaths shallow and quick.

"By the Goddess," Liara panted, her voice husky with satisfaction. "You are such a good pet."

Shepard's face broke into a wide, eager smile, her eyes sparkling with excitement. "Thank you, Mistress," she whispered.