Wash up.

Thank you Mistresses." Shepard took a deep breath. "At least this is something I'm comfortable with about this whole being a pet thing." She always loved working out. "Well other than I'm showing more skin than usual." She gave a small joke at her naked state.

As Shepard's words hung in the air, a gentle chuckle rippled through the crew members, their faces relaxing into warm smiles. Ashley's eyes sparkled with amusement, her gaze lingering on Shepard's flushed skin before meeting her eyes. "Well, I think you're doing just fine, Shepard," she said, her voice tinged with a hint of playfulness. "And I must say, your...ahem...natural state is quite becoming."

Shepard's cheeks flushed a deeper shade of pink as she laughed, the sound husky and carefree. She took another sip of water, feeling the cool liquid soothe her parched throat.

As the gentle chuckle from the crew members faded, Shepard's gaze drifted downward, her mind focusing on the dog collar encircling her neck. A subtle frown creased her forehead, a hint of discomfort etched on her features. "I'm still not comfortable with the collar," she pulled slightly at the dog collar around her neck, the leather creaking softly as she tugged at it.

Ashley's eyes narrowed, her expression thoughtful as she regarded Shepard's unease. "It's a necessary part of your training, Shepard," she reminded gently, her voice laced with a soothing quality.

Ashley's eyes sparkled with amusement as she gazed at Shepard, her voice taking on a playful tone. "Besides you look bloody gorgeous in it," she said, her words sending a faint blush to Shepard's cheeks. The crew members surrounding them exchanged knowing glances, their faces reflecting a mix of curiosity and intrigue.

Samantha's eyes locked onto Shepard's glistening skin, her gaze tracing the curves of her neck and shoulders. She licked her lips, a subtle movement that didn't escape Ashley's notice. Samantha's eyes seemed to gleam with a newfound interest, her attention fixed on Shepard's sweat-drenched body.

"Pet," Miranda spoke, her eyes gleaming with desire. "Now's a perfect time to begin your sexual duties."

Ashley's eyes widened in surprise, but she quickly regained her composure, a sly smile playing on her lips. "I see," she said, nodding in understanding.

Shepard's heart raced as she processed Miranda's words. She had known that her training would involve sexual duties, but she hadn't expected it to happen so soon.

"In the showers, with a smirk," Miranda added, her voice firm.

Ashley, Miranda, and Samantha escorted Shepard to the crew showers, their faces set in serious expressions. The three women walked in silence, their footsteps echoing in the narrow corridor. Shepard's heart raced as she felt a mix of anticipation and anxiety building up inside her. She knew that this was a crucial part of her training, but she couldn't shake off the feeling of unease.

As they entered the showers, the warm water cascaded down from the ceiling, creating a soothing atmosphere. The sound of water droplets hitting the floor tiles was the only sound that could be heard.

Ashley, Miranda, and Samantha exchanged a brief, knowing glance before simultaneously shedding their clothing. The sound of rustling fabric and clinking metal filled the air as they discarded their attire, their movements economical and practiced. Shepard's eyes widened as she took in the sight of the three women standing before her, their bodies naked and unapologetic.

Without a word, Ashley reached out and grasped Shepard's wrist, her fingers closing around it like a vice. Miranda and Samantha flanked her, their hands reaching out to grasp Shepard's arms, holding her in place.

As Ashley's fingers wrapped around Shepard's wrist, a jolt of electricity ran through her body, her heart racing in anticipation. Miranda and Samantha's hands closed around her arms, their grip firm but gentle, holding her in place. The warm water forming a misty veil that surrounded them, casting a surreal glow on the scene.

Shepard's eyes darted between the three women, her gaze drinking in the sight of their naked bodies. Ashley's eyes sparkled with a mischievous glint, her lips curling into a sly smile. Miranda's expression was serene, her eyes gleaming with a knowing intensity.

Ashley's smile grew wider as she stepped closer to Shepard, her eyes gleaming with a mischievous intensity. Without a word, she reached out and gently tilted Shepard's head back, her fingers tracing the curve of her jaw. Miranda and Samantha closed in, their bodies forming a semi-circle around Shepard as they waited with bated breath.

Ashley's voice was barely above a whisper as she spoke, her words dripping with sensuality. "It's time for you to learn, Shepard. Time for you to understand the true meaning of submission." Her eyes locked onto Shepard's, the air thick with tension as she continued. "You will start with me."

Ashley's fingers tightened around Shepard's chin, her grip gentle yet firm as she guided her face closer to her wet pussy. The sound of the water cascading down from the ceiling seemed to grow louder, and the misty veil surrounding them appeared to thicken, casting an eerie gloom over the scene. Shepard's heart skipped a beat as she felt a surge of trepidation mixed with anticipation, her eyes locked onto Ashley's as she waited for her next move.

As Ashley's pussy drew closer to her face, Shepard could smell the sweet scent of her arousal, the musky smell filling her nostrils and making her skin prickle.

Shepard hesitated for a moment, her eyes darting towards Miranda and Samantha, who stood watching with an air of expectation. But then, with a deep breath, she closed her eyes and leaned forward, her tongue darting out to make contact with Ashley's wet folds.

Ashley's body tensed as she felt Shepard's tongue against her, a low moan escaping her lips as the younger woman began to explore her pussy with long, languid strokes.