Naked Sub

“You remember that kiss we exchanged?” Aria asked.

Shepard blushed. How could she forget? The asari had just pulled her in and kissed her randomly after she helped take back Omega. “Yeah…” Shepard said.

“I’ll never say it twice, but I enjoyed it,” Aria said. “And I want more. Not exactly a relationship though. Think of me as your mistress and you are my… slave of sorts”

“What does that entail?” Shepard asked.

“Take your clothes off,” Aria said.

Shepard reluctantly complied, knowing she didn’t have much of a choice. Aria watched intently until Shepard was standing in front of her naked as the day she was born. “Now what?” Shepard asked.

Aria in one swift motion, put a holocollar around Shepard’s neck along with a ball gag, attached it to holocuffs that locked around Shepard’s wrists while a separate pair of holocuffs were around Shepard’s ankles.

Shepard’s eyes widened. “Mmmmm.”

“Now you’re mine,” Aria said as she attached a leash to the back of the collar. “Come on.”

Shepard felt drool dripping down her mouth as she was forced to follow on all fours, crawling behind Aria as she led them out the door. Shepard feared what might come next, unable to protest or do anything to stop any of it. What had she gotten herself into?