Shepard is Dom

Shepard put on her black leather lingerie set, a riding crop in hand as she entered the sex dungeon she had built for her bondmate. It had been part of an arrangement of terms for when Shepard returned after the Reaper War. She smiled as she looked to see Liara in her submissive position on her knees, she was wearing her harness and collar, but nothing else. While Shepard didn't mind the modern technology, she insisted on everything being much more traditional. She preferred the physical touch of good fashioned leather.

"Are you ready for your session today, Liara?" Shepard asked as she touched her bare palm to Liara's cheek, raising her chin as she did.

"Yes, mistress," Liara said. "I'm ready."

"Have you been a good girl today?" Shepard asked.

"Yes, mistress," Liara said. "I have been on my best behavior."

"Mmmm," Shepard said. "And you remember your safe word?"

Liara nodded. "Eternity," she said.

"Very good," Shepard said. "Then let us begin..."