Obedience Training

As Shepard settled into the new position, Tali's eyes never left hers, her gaze piercing and intense. The quarian's hand reached out, her fingers brushing against Shepard's cheek, sending a shiver down her spine.

"Good girl, Pet," Tali said, her voice firm yet gentle, as she began to stroke Shepard's face. The touch was soothing, yet it sent a spark of electricity through Shepard's body.

Shepard's eyes darted to the faces of the other crew members, who watched with interest. Liara's eyes sparkled with amusement, while Ashley's expression was neutral. Miranda's gaze, however, was intense, her eyes boring into Shepard's skin.

Shepard's heart raced as she knelt before Tali, her eyes locked onto the quarian's with a mix of anticipation and nervousness. Tali's touch on her cheek felt warm and comforting, yet there was an undeniable sense of power in her command.

Tali's voice was soft but commanding as she continued to stroke Shepard's face, her fingers tracing the contours of her skin with a gentle touch. Shepard could feel herself leaning into the caress, the tension in her body slowly melting away.

"Good girl, Pet," Tali repeated, her tone firm but reassuring. Shepard felt a surge of pride at the praise, a flicker of excitement mingling with the vulnerability she felt in her exposed position.

Tali's fingers continued their gentle caress on Shepard's face, the quarian's touch both comforting and commanding. With a soft but firm tone, Tali instructed Shepard to perform various tricks, her voice guiding her through each movement. Shepard's mind raced with a mix of nerves and excitement as she followed Tali's commands.

"Sit, Pet," Tali commanded, and Shepard quickly complied, lowering herself to the ground with a grace that surprised her. She felt a rush of pride at successfully completing the task, even in her **** state. Tali's approving nod spurred Shepard on, her determination growing with each new command.

"Stay," Tali instructed, and Shepard held her position, her muscles tense with anticipation.

Tali's piercing gaze held Shepard in place as she awaited the next command. "Fetch, Pet," Tali commanded, pointing to a small object across the room. Shepard's heart quickened at the challenge, but she summoned her resolve and rose to her feet, her movements deliberate and controlled.

Shepard padded across the room, her bare feet making almost no sound on the carpeted floor. As she reached the object, she picked it up with her teeth, her heart racing with a mix of excitement and submission. She returned to Tali and dropped the item at her feet, a small feeling of accomplishment warming her chest.

Tali's eyes gleamed with approval as she praised Shepard, her voice a mix of pride and authority.

Tali knelt down to Shepard's level, her eyes alight with pride and affection. "Who's a good pet?" she gushed, her hand gently ruffling Shepard's hair. Shepard felt a rush of warmth at the praise, a sense of belonging and acceptance filling her being.

Shepard's heart swelled with a mixture of joy and submission as Tali's words washed over her. The quarian's touch was gentle yet firm, grounding Shepard in the moment. She gazed up at Tali, her eyes filled with gratitude and a newfound sense of purpose.

The other crew members watched silently, their expressions a mix of curiosity and approval. Liara's smile was gentle, a silent understanding passing between them.