Mass Effect: A Dance Among the Stars [Esseria and Art3mis]
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				Title: <strong>Mass Effect: A Dance Among the Stars [Esseria and Art3mis]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Esseria</strong> on <strong>13-09-2014, 20:44:19</strong>
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				<em>Planets ravaged, cities in ruins, so many lives sacrificed, and yet, there was no other word for it but victory.</em><br><br>The Reaper War was over. The greatest cataclysm to strike the galaxy in fifty thousand years, since the last time those ancient machines had left a trail of extinction had finally ended. Liara T'soni, doctor of archaeology, now Shadow Broker, had been on the front lines almost from day one. It was her research that first hinted at the great terror that lurked in Dark Space, and her discoveries that had set the stage for the final victory.<br><br>But there was another who had done far more. A woman who had believed the young scientist. A woman who dared defy the Council to do what she knew was right. A woman even death's cold embrace could not stop. A woman with the determination, the skill, and the charisma to pull together a divided galaxy. The hero of Elysium and Eden Prime. The savior of the Krogan. Bringer of peace between the Quarians and the Geth.<br><br>Command Shepard.<br><br>Liara's lover.<br><br>It had not been a typical romance. First there was the whirlwind chase after Saren, culminating in finding the lost world Ilos and destroying the Reaper Sovereign. Then a handful of short months together, happy with each other but frustrated by the Council's refusal to see the dire truth. Then... the Collectors, and Shepard's death. The hard decision to turn her body over to Cerberus, in the vain hope that those madmen could bring her back.<br><br>Two years of nothing, then Shepard's sudden appearance on Illium. But by then Liara was wrapped up in her own troubles, seeking out the Shadow Broker. She had wanted so to join her love again, but there was too much to be done. And by the time the Collector threat was finished and Liara had taken the Broker's network, Shepard's own government had her confined on Earth. There was simply not time to visit, not with the threat of the Reapers looming near. Besides, the Mars archives contained some tantalizing hints at hope.<br><br>Then came the day they both knew was coming, and the Reapers. At last they were together again, though it was not the most joyous reunion. Both had immense tasks before them, and so much to do. Still, they found some time for love amongst the chaos of galactic war. A fright at the end, when it seemed Shepard had fallen in the final battle, but once more the Commander proved a survivor.<br><br>After that, the celebrations. The galaxy was devastated, but alive. Parties and award ceremonies, Admiral Hackett's selection as Earth's new Councilor, the return of a Krogan embassy to the Citadel. There was no possibility Commander Shepard, the single person most credited for victory, could avoid such things. And thus neither could the woman she loved. <br><br>But now, at long last, thing were settling down. There was so much to do still, of course. Reconstruction, feral Reaper creations still roaming some corners of the galaxy, bandits and raiders keen to take advantage of the chaos.&nbsp; Shepard was not the sort to stop working, and now that her wounds had healed, the Normandy was off again. Moral support was the main mission, but everyone knew Commander Shepard&nbsp; would not hesitate to get her hands dirty if it came down to it...<br><br><br>Liara sighed and switched off her data terminal. Her organization was robust enough, these days. Nothing like helping save the galaxy to turn mercenaries and information dealers into heroes, at least of a sort. Information was all the more vital after so many of the extranet beacons fell. Rebuilding that was slow and expensive; for now, courier ships performed many of the duties. And what better to do with the galaxy's greatest information black market than turn it to such a task?<br><br>Still. There was more in her life than that. Her scientific career was on the extreme rebound, thanks to the actual living Prothean they had found on Eden Prime. And of course, there was Shepard. And they had a date tonight.<br><br>She unfastened her shipboard utility outfit--not the sort of thing to wear on this occasion--and quickly replaced it with a well-tailored white dress. There was a time she rarely wore such garments, but it had passed. Nowadays she had to look presentable on a regular basis.<br><br>The cabin door sealed behind her with a quiet whirr, and a quick trip later she was standing outside Shepard's quarters. Rather than wait, Liara keyed the door open and stepped inside.<br><br>"I do hope you remembered our plans, Shepard" <br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Mass Effect: A Dance Among the Stars [Esseria and Art3mis]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>art3mis</strong> on <strong>13-09-2014, 23:05:55</strong>
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				<div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" class="spoiler_header">Spoiler: Click to Show/Hide</div><div class="spoiler_body">(http://i.imgur.com/vGi4FwU.jpg?2)</div></div><br><br>Commander Alex Shepard had dreamed of being a hero as a little girl, and unlike most childhood dreams, hers had eventually come true. Of course, it hadn't been without sacrifice -- sometimes paying a price that felt too high -- but now, years later, it was over. Finally over. And Shepard could enjoy a much-needed period of relative peace and relaxation. <br><br>And, finally, she could truly devote herself to the romance she had unexpectedly found along&nbsp; the way -- that between her and the brilliant and beautiful Asari, Liara. <br><br>Liara has swum in and out of Shepard's life throughout the dramatic events of the recent months and years, and though they weren't always side by side, there had been no one else in Shepard's life since she had first glimpsed Liara. Something about the Asari, something beyond mere physical attraction, had activated parts of Shepard's soul she had never explored before. She'd felt drawn to Liara as if by a powerful magnet, and her longing would only intensify the longer the two were apart.<br><br>Now, after so much death and chaos and loss, there was no dire emergency standing in their way. There would be troubles and battles along the way, no doubt, but after her&nbsp; triumph over the Reapers, Shepard knew with absolute confidence there wasn't anything she couldn't accomplish. She was a veteran leader and solider, a hero who had saved countless lives and cut through the political knots that tried to constrain her. She was an accomplished biotic warrior, a Vanguard who led her crew from the front lines.<br><br>And she was desperately infatuated with Liara. <br><br><hr><br>Shepard's cabin door opened, and the commander gasped at the intrusion -- though she instantly relaxed when she saw it was Liara. <br><br>"Of course I remembered," Shepard said, her voice notably less commanding than it ever would have been with any other members of the crew around to hear it, "But you caught me getting ready."<br><br>Shepard was half-dressed, a figure-hugging navy blue shirt covering her from waist to knees. Up top she was wearing a black bra, and was in the process of pulling on <strong>a yellow top</strong> (http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UP3qgISBmH4/T6NEgZ3fJKI/AAAAAAAABEE/DvrZyAxiDdc/s1600/070611.JPG) that would show the curves of her large breasts and leave her toned arms bare and visible. It was more businesslike than proper date-attire, but Shepard was a woman who owned very few "fancy" outfits. She had had to make do with what she had on hand. 
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				Post by: <strong>Esseria</strong> on <strong>13-09-2014, 23:42:40</strong>
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				"I can't say that disappoints me." Liara chuckled softly and quite obviously set her eyes on Shepard's torso. The human woman was very nicely shaped to Liara's eye, though she admittedly she had little other personal experience in the field. Still, those well-defined muscles worked so beautifully with her shapely breasts. Even the scars were appealing in their way.<br><br>"We do have time, but it may be a little tight. Busy with work? " She gestured to Shepard's desk and the scattered viewers still displaying an assortment of forms, requests, and general paperwork. Being the hero who forged the alliance of the great powers had left the Spectre with far more political work than either of them liked.&nbsp; "Me too."<br><br>Liara shook her head and smiled. "A certain Alliance soldier taught me there was more than life than my duties. I do hope I will not need to teach her the same lesson." She waited for Alex to finish dressing, then stepped in to give her a quick kiss.&nbsp; "We really do need to get you some nicer things to wear, my love. As much as I love your uniform, the rest of your wardrobe is a bit... lacking."<br><br>Not that Liara was a fashion expert, but growing up the child of an Asari Matriarch taught you some lessons, as did academia and professional information dealing. Not so soldiering, it seemed. <br><br>"Now, I do believe we'd best depart. I would hate to have dropped your name to get the reservations, then go and show up late. Bad for your reputation." There was just the right edge to her voice to show the humor, but mingled in was a sense of... authority might be the best word. It was something Liara hadn't had when they first met, but over time it had definitely grown in strength. A sort of partner to the way Shepard lost her aura of command when they were alone together.<br><br>Liara had some inkling why that might be. Something to explore more, and to discuss with her lover, now that they had time. She might not have the human's sexual experience, but she was a very good researcher. The little play they'd done with handcuffs and spankings was just scratching the surface. But that was for later, after dinner.<br><br><em>OOC: Feel free to establish where they're going if you want. I'm playing things as I go, and I rather like mutually working things out! I'm always happy to talk in PM before a post goes up, if need be.</em>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Mass Effect: A Dance Among the Stars [Esseria and Art3mis]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>art3mis</strong> on <strong>14-09-2014, 02:07:09</strong>
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				Smiling softly at Liara's compliment, Shepard finished getting dressed, then turned to run her fingers through her reddish-brown hair, trying to get the rather unruly mop in some kind of order. <br><br>"Work, of course, always work...but at least now it can wait. A lot fewer URGENT messages coming into my mailbox these days." <br><br><em>"A certain Alliance soldier taught me there was more than life than my duties. I do hope I will not need to teach her the same lesson." </em><br><br>Shepard chuckled. "Sounds like a smart woman. I'd love to meet her some time." She turned to present herself to Liara and the two enjoyed a quick kiss, then Liara commented on the state of Shepard's clothes.<br><br>"I know, I know, I'm sorry. Priorities, right? You look absolutely incredible, by the way," Shepard said, taking a small step back to look Liara up and down, her eyes hungrily tracing the Asari's curves. <br><br>When Liara remarked that they should get moving, Shepard quickly complied. "Right, of course. I wouldn't want anything to damage my reputation." She smiled sardonically as the two left the room and headed into the elevator. The thought of Shepard's reputation being tarnished, after all that she had accomplished, seemed ridiculous...but the soldier also knew from experience how quickly a savoir could turn into the person everyone blames when things go wrong. At this point, she'd be more than happy to step back out of the spotlight for a while.<br><br>The Normandy was docked at the rebuilt and repaired Citadel, as Shepard had just finished a week of medical evaluations, situation briefings, and planning for the next stage of galactic affairs. Shepard and Liara made their way through the crowded streets, heading to the most exclusive new restaurant in the wards, a small collection of tables overlooking the water. <br><br>The place had opened shortly after the end of the Reaper War, and prided itself on serving nothing but the culinary masterpieces of a dozen different worlds. The restaurant was called, appropriately enough, "Victory," and the glowing sign outside cycled through that word written in a hundred different languages.&nbsp; 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Mass Effect: A Dance Among the Stars [Esseria and Art3mis]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Esseria</strong> on <strong>14-09-2014, 02:40:18</strong>
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				<em>"Work, of course, always work...but at least now it can wait. A lot fewer URGENT messages coming into my mailbox these days." </em><br>"Actually urgent, at least. You'd be amazed what people claim must be done at once." Dating the galaxy's most powerful information broker had some quirks. It was pretty rare that a message made it to Shepard without Liara, or at least EDI or her algorithms, making sure it actually needed to do so. Otherwise, the Hero of the Citadel's inbox would be forever overflowing, faster even than the Geth could process.<br><br><br><em>"I know, I know, I'm sorry. Priorities, right? You look absolutely incredible, by the way," </em><br>Once upon a time, the compliment would have flustered a young Asari scientist. Not so much, these days. Liara simply grinned.<br><br>The Citadel itself was looking surprisingly good. Sure, there was visible damage no matter where you turned your head, and the injured were a frequent sight, but there was something <em>more</em> to the place. To the people, really; Liara wondered if they realized it. You had the Council races, of course, and their clients, but there were also krogan, <em>happy</em> krogan, at that! And who would have ever thought to see so many Batarians on the station?<br><br>No matter what species an individual belonged to, no matter how dire their own life might be right now, everyone carried with them the same thing: hope. There was a new energy to the crowds. Disparate peoples had come together to face an invincible menace, and they had triumphed. Whatever hardships they now faced, they faced together.<br><br>Shepard drew less attention that might be expected. Without her armor or uniform, and certainly without her armaments, the woman stood out less; few had seen Commander Shepard in actual civilian garb. Here and there somebody shouted a greeting, but for the most part they managed to avoid too much attention. Enough of the people that did notice were polite enough to let the hero have her private time.<br><br>As always, Victory was filled near capacity. A shapely asari led them to their table. Though clearly well kept, the restaurant did not boast the elaborate trappings of high society. Its exclusiveness was due to size, and perhaps some expense in acquiring ingredients, and its appeal to the cuisine.<br><br>Liara settled into her seat. "I hear they have a krogan chef here. Who would have thought that possible?" The view was perfect. Not the refined beauty of the presidiuum--or what the presidiuum would be when the repairs finished--but something far more <em>alive</em>. The lake was part of one of the new victory promenades, built to commemorate all the heroes of the war, but especially the brave&nbsp; C-Sec men and women who gave their lives protecting so much of the Citadel's population when the Reapers struck, and to those civilians who took up arms to defend their homes and kin.<br><br>They were not lifeless monuments, these parks. Each was filled with shops and stalls, an active tribute to the lives the Reapers took, and thoe so many more they failed to crush.<br><br>"We really did it." Liara looked back to Shepard and smiled. "It still amazes me, sometimes. I think it always will."
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				Post by: <strong>art3mis</strong> on <strong>14-09-2014, 07:51:19</strong>
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				"A krogan chef?" Shepard asked with a skeptical arch of her eyebrow. "Where DO you hear such wild rumors?" It was a joke, of course. She knew better than to distrust Liara and her sources. The Asari had never steered her wrong and never let her down, and Shepard had come to depend on her for so many things in her life. <br><br>Shepard joined Liara in a smile as the two contemplated the celebratory parks around them. These days, everyone seemed bursting with optimism. The entire galaxy felt as though it had been given a stay of execution, and a second-chance at life. The alliances borne out of desperation had set the stage for widespread peace, and many old grudges that had seemed impossible to resolved had been buried. <br><br>"We did it," Shepard said simply, sliding her hand across the table and clasping Liara's, giving her a tender smile. "It was a long, impossibly hard fight, but we did it. I just hope all this...this 'brave new era of peace' stuff lasts."<br><br>Shepard shook her head to dismiss creeping pessimism. "I need a drink," she said with a smile as she saw their server approached -- a human female, dressed from neck to toe in a flowing black garment that seemed to glow with starlight.<br><br>"Do you have vodka?" Shepard asked, and when the woman replied in the affirmative, Shepard ordered a simple cocktail with a heavy helping of the alcohol. Given her biotic, mechanical, and genetic enhancements, it took quite a bit to get her drunk. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Mass Effect: A Dance Among the Stars [Esseria and Art3mis]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Esseria</strong> on <strong>14-09-2014, 18:54:20</strong>
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				<em>"A krogan chef?" Shepard asked with a skeptical arch of her eyebrow. "Where DO you hear such wild rumors?"</em><br>"Oh, here and there." Liara smiled and winked. In truth, she appreciated Shepard's faith in her more than she thought she could ever express. A great deal of her confidence was learned from the human woman who had taken her odd theories about a race before the Protheans at face value, even while the scholastic community dismissed them.<br><br><em>"We did it," Shepard said simply, sliding her hand across the table and clasping Liara's, giving her a tender smile. "It was a long, impossibly hard fight, but we did it. I just hope all this...this 'brave new era of peace' stuff lasts."</em><br>"I know what you mean. Old rivalries die hard, especially as the necessity of cooperation fades." She squeezed Shepard's hand. "At the very least, we have good men and women working to keep it alive."<br><br>Then a nod. "Yes, a drink sounds like a good idea." The asari had not the enhanced constitution--or simple soldier's experience--of her lover, and so went with a lighter cocktail, made with a blending of asari and human liquors. A bit of symbolism there. Price was, of course, less than a concern. Between Liara's network, the money Shepard's mother had invested and managed during those terrible two years after the Collector attack, and the perks of saving the galaxy, neither woman had need to watch their spending.<br><br>"This really is an impressive menu." Liara looked up across the table. Shepard looked so lovely in the soft light, not that she didn't always. Her mind filled with thoughts decidedly not related to dinner: hopes and plans for later this evening, the reading she'd been doing, what she'd found when she snooped through Shepard's pornography to check her suspicions, their occasional bedroom play... <em>Patience</em> Liara reminded herself. Then an image of a similar scene, with Shepard wearing a band around her throat, and decidedly less clothing, flashed into existence. <em>But perhaps not </em>too<em> much patience.</em><br><br>"If you're having trouble deciding, Shepard, I'd be happy to choose for you." When she spoke, the Liara used a tone of authority she had previous only ever used in a decidedly more private environment. The restaurant acoustics were engineered to keep each table private, but still her stomach did flips. How would her love react? Would she pick up on the hint? Liara watched carefully.
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				Post by: <strong>art3mis</strong> on <strong>15-09-2014, 00:50:33</strong>
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				"It is impressive," Shepard agreed as she looked down at the menu, her unruly hair falling over her face for a moment before she brushed it back, "A far cry from soldier's rations, that's for sure. Though after all this time, it's hard for me to really enjoy anything that doesn't come from the Normandy's kitchens, you know? It's so hard to know what to order..."<br><br>She glanced up after a few moments spent deliberating, and caught the look the Asari was giving her. Was it...sensual? She was never sure if she was reading the other female's face correctly, or if it was just an element of the Asari's natural biotic field. <br><br><em>"If you're having trouble deciding, Shepard, I'd be happy to choose for you." </em><br><br>Shepard didn't miss the tone Liara used. For a trained soldier, that tone was unmistakable. It caused Shepard to stiffen, and her eyes darted left and right to see if anyone had noticed...but of course not, no one noticed or cared. She relaxed a bit, giving Liara a long, excited look. <br><br>"That would be great, Liara. Thanks." Shepard gave her a smile, her tone kept carefully short of meek or submissive. 
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				Post by: <strong>Esseria</strong> on <strong>15-09-2014, 01:39:34</strong>
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				"As somebody who <em>hasn't</em> been eating Alliance supply for most of her life, trust me when I say there is much better out there than shipboard rations." Liara spoke with the dry humor that had grown so much stronger since she first boarded the Normandy.<br><br>Shepard's reaction to her little advance was exactly what she hoped for. The asari met her eyes and gave a slight nod. Meek was not what she wanted in a lover or in what she now was certain they both wanted Shepard to become. Nor would it ever sound right coming from this particular partner. Then she spoke two simple words that solidified exactly what she was doing. "Good girl."<br><br>Liara looked back to the menu, then gestured to the waitress. "We'll be having the krogan barbeque, with the Thessian sea-salad to start. A nice taste of home to go with something new." The woman looked slightly puzzled by Shepard's silence, but then shrugged and departed for the kitchen.<br><br>"We didn't have time to sample asari cuisine when we were... on Thessia." For a brief moment dark memories of the Reapers devastating her homeworld flashed across Liara's eyes. "And where else would we get to sample krogan cooking in a manner actually suited for less hardy palates?"<br><br>She sipped her drink. "If you want to talk about what just happened, pet," Liara dropped the term in without any emphasis. "You have permission to ask."<br><br>The Shadow Broker felt her heart beating overtime. She was so sure Shepard wanted this, but she was moving so fast... Well. Commander Shepard was never one to beat around the bush, so neither would Liara T'Soni.
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				Post by: <strong>art3mis</strong> on <strong>15-09-2014, 01:47:52</strong>
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				Liara's "Good girl" brought a look of intense surprise to Shepard's eyes and a subtle blush to her pale cheeks. She coughed nervously and pretended to be examining the menu, while beneath her top her heart was racing...and her nipples tingled slightly with arousal. The two lovers had explored the edges of dominance and submission in their relationship before, at first alternating, then gradually sliding into a world where Liara led the way without it ever being explicitly discussed. But what Liara was doing now...this was something very new.<br><br>The waitress came back with their drinks, and Shepard quickly reached for hers, thankful that Liara was ordering because at the moment she didn't trust her own voice. The solider could feel the woman's eyes on her for a moment, and there was an awkward moment where it was clear Shepard was expected to speak...and then it passed, with Shepard's eyes downcast at the table, her cheeks a rosy pink. <br><br><em>"If you want to talk about what just happened, pet, You have permission to ask."</em><br><br>The look of surprise returned, the human's blush intensified...and her nipples tingled again. She raised her eyes to meet Liara's as she took a long sip of her drink. She was embarrassed by Liara's words, shocked that the Asari would say these things in public, even if no one was paying any attention...but it suddenly seemed like an impossible task to try to fight it. <br><br>"Um..." Shepard said, clearly struggling for words, "Do you think it's...I mean...in public and everything?" Shepard's voice betrayed a bit of nervousness. She had a reputation to uphold, after all. Like it or not -- and these days it was much more "not" -- there was a great deal of expectation heaped upon her shoulders. <br><br>Still, though, she couldn't deny that her skin was flushed with excitement at the small gesture. And beneath her clothes, her body was responding in earnest to Liara's commanding tone. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Mass Effect: A Dance Among the Stars [Esseria and Art3mis]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Esseria</strong> on <strong>15-09-2014, 02:45:42</strong>
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				Liara smiled. Internally, she jumped for joy. A pleasant warmth formed between her own thighs. Oh, her love looked so enticing when she blushed. It was something Shepard did far too rarely for Liara's preference. Perhaps that would be changing... The asari licked her lips. This was working out even better than she had hoped.<br><br>"Yes." The tone Liara left no room for argument. "If you must worry, think about this. What do people hate more than a hero who turns out smug and conceited? It cannot hurt you to be seen willing to step down from the pedestal." She reached forward and ran her fingers down Shepard's cheek, then took gentle, but firm, hold of her chin.<br><br>"I wouldn't do this if I didn't know you wanted it, my gorgeous pet. Trust me, Shepard. I've been inside your head." Liara was certain the human didn't realize just how much of their minds was shared during the joining--and how well an asari trained at turnings hints into clues into facts could read from that fusion. "I thought I'd save your actual collaring for once we return to the ship, but make no mistake. From here on out, you are <em>mine.</em>"<br><br>Liara released her new slave's face. "Before our food arrives, go to the restroom. Remove your bra and panties and bring them to me. Unless you are preparing for combat or I tell you otherwise, you are not to wear undergarments."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Mass Effect: A Dance Among the Stars [Esseria and Art3mis]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>art3mis</strong> on <strong>15-09-2014, 03:03:51</strong>
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				Shepard's eyes followed Liara's dark blue tongue as she licked her lips. It was, in that moment, one of the most intensely erotic things the woman had ever seen. <br><br>Liara firmly set down her rules, stroking Shepard's cheek and then grasping her chin firmly. The fright and thrill of being held like this, talked to like this, in a public setting turned Shepard's knees into jelly -- and ramped up the heat between her thighs dramatically. She gasped slightly, her lips parting, her eyes flashing. <br><br>She listened intently as Liara explained herself, explained how she wanted Shepard to think about the situation...and how she knew how much Shepard really wanted this. That made Shepard nervous. This blue beauty had been in her head, she knew...but exactly how much had she seen? How much did she know that Shepard wasn't even conscious of herself? <br><br>The situation intensified, and Liara gave Shepard a hint of her "collaring" to come. Then she released the human's face, and Shepard reached for her drink -- but her hand froze on the glass and she looked at Liara in shock at her next orders. <br><br><em>"Before our food arrives, go to the restroom. Remove your bra and panties and bring them to me. Unless you are preparing for combat or I tell you otherwise, you are not to wear undergarments."</em><br><br>There was a tense moment of silence. Shepard lifted her drink with a now-trembling hand and took a very long, very slow sip, watching Liara over the rim the whole time. She set it down and took a long, deep breath...<br><br>And then she got up from the table without another word and started walking. There was an awkward moment where she nearly entered the kitchen by accident, and the annoyed-looking waitress directed her to the bathroom. <br><br>Five minutes later, Shepard returned, walking briskly, face red. Her eyes darted nervously around the restaurant, looking for anyone she recognized, before settling on Liara. She made her way quickly back to the table, a ball of fabric crumpled in her hand, held low and tight against her thigh to keep it as hidden as possible. <br><br>Shepard took her seat and looked at Liara in excited disbelief, as if she couldn't believe this was actually happening. Below the table, she pressed her balled-up bra and panties against Liara's knee. Shepard's nipples were hard and eager, and could now be seen through the fabric of her yellow top. The panties she had just handed Liara were extremely wet. <br><br>Shepard opened her mouth to speak, then fell silent, at a loss for words. She reached for her drink again, emptying the glass in one long gulp. <br><br>"I'm going to need another one of these," she said quietly, looking at her empty glass. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Mass Effect: A Dance Among the Stars [Esseria and Art3mis]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Esseria</strong> on <strong>15-09-2014, 03:33:23</strong>
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				<em>How peculiar</em>, Liara thought as she watched the love her her life leave to carry out her orders, <em>that one so unbreaking in the face of mortal danger could be so easily brought low by a more intimate challenge.</em> She drank slowly, mind full. Even knowing as much as she did about the Commander, there was an element of surprise to how quickly she was accepting her new role. Wonderful, wonderful surprise, of course.<br><br>She kept her eyes on the human woman on her whole, flustered walk back. The quality of the food, and overall atmosphere, kept most of the other patrons more concerned with their meals than with the red-cheeked redhead. That was probably fortunate, for the time being. Even Shepard would need a acclimation period before Liara could reach her endgame. Though, there was one couple, a pair of well-dressed asari, who quite obviously noticed her nipples.<br><br>"You look lovely, pet." Before she took the bundled cloth, she gave a quick, reassuring squeeze of the hand. "I am glad you obeyed." She felt that oh-so-pleasing dampness as she slipped the garments into a pocket. "And I am doubly glad you are enjoying yourself as much as you are. But."<br><br>Liara let the word hang in the air for a moment, again watching her slave carefully. "You hesitated before performing the task. I cannot allow that in my slave, much as you could not allow it in your squadmates in battle." Liara paused long enough for the waitress to arrive withboth Shepard's refill and their food. The woman hid it well, but for a pair as perceptive as the Shadow Broker and a Spectre, there was no missing the appraising look she gave Shepard's chest.<br><br>"Your punishment will come later, my lovely girl. For now, let's enjoy our evening." She smiled warmly.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Mass Effect: A Dance Among the Stars [Esseria and Art3mis]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>art3mis</strong> on <strong>16-09-2014, 00:50:23</strong>
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				Shepard squeezed Liara's hand with an affectionate urgency, giving her a look of embarrassment. She felt so vulnerable and exposed without her underwear -- so scandalous and dirty in this public place. She shifted a bit in her chair, shocked at how wet she already felt between the legs. God, she had to try and control herself!<br><br><em>"You hesitated before performing the task. I cannot allow that in my slave, much as you could not allow it in your squadmates in battle."</em> <br><br>Shepard opened her mouth to reply at once, her eyes showing surprise and a touch of defensiveness...but before she could speak the waitress arrived with their food. Shepard kept silent, blushing, and noticed the woman's obvious glance at her chest. As subtly as she could, Shepard crossed one arm over her chest, her blush deepening as she felt her own erect nipples pressing against her skin through her shirt. <br><br><em>"Your punishment will come later, my lovely girl. For now, let's enjoy our evening." </em><br><br>"I...but...I only..." Shepard started to say, her voice just a touch louder than was prudent. She stopped after a moment, forcing herself to return Liara's smile. She wasn't sure she liked the sound of a "punishment," and she was on the verge of arguing why she didn't really feel she deserved it...but she let that reflex slip away. Instead, she took another drink. <br><br>"You're something else, you know that?" she said to Liara with a crooked grin, turning her attention to the food. "Well this isn't what I would have chosen, but it doesn't look bad." She tried the salad first, finding it palatable if a bit confusing to her unsophisticated palette. <br><br>The meal went on, and Shepard finished her salad an then moved onto the main course. She also drank more, which eventually gave her the confidence to say, "You know I'm still your Commander, right?" She intended for her tone to be playfully confident...but she hadn't quite managed it. There was a tiny note of uncertainty in her words. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Mass Effect: A Dance Among the Stars [Esseria and Art3mis]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Esseria</strong> on <strong>16-09-2014, 01:38:35</strong>
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				Liara shook her head slightly when her love moved to cover her perky nipples. She also said something, but... no. Not yet. Let Shepard get more comfortable with her status, <em>then</em> reprimand her in front of others. They had plenty of time.<br><br><em>"I...but...I only..."</em><br>Liara nodded as Shepard stopped protesting. "You'll learn, pet. I'll make sure to train you well." The words were followed by a wink, but it was clear the asari was serious.<br><br><em>"You're something else, you know that?" </em><br>"I try." <br><br>The food was even better than Victory's reputation suggested. Their salad tasted of home, at least for Liara, and the krogan meat was a cornucopia of flavors. Liara grinned. "And that's why I need to choose for you, pet. Take you out of your comfort zone."<br><br>She watched Shepard's drinking, making sure the soldier didn't go overboard. But even with all that was happening, the Spectre knew her limits. Liara chuckled. "In combat or similar situations I will still defer to your expertise. At <em>all</em> other times, you would do well to remember your place as my property."<br><br>As she spoke those last words, Liara lifted a leg under the table to gently press her booted toe against Shepard's crotch.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Mass Effect: A Dance Among the Stars [Esseria and Art3mis]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>art3mis</strong> on <strong>16-09-2014, 05:25:48</strong>
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				Liara's attitude, her talk of "training" and her "pet" and "slave," kept Shepard off balance. The alcohol didn't do much to steady her nerves, though it did help to keep her from speaking too quickly, from letting her natural defensiveness and desire to stand up for herself take control of her mouth. She was quieter than usual, a deep blush on her cheeks, her nipples remaining hard throughout the meal. She cast long looks at Liara, clearly uncertain, excited, and curious.<br><br><em> "In combat or similar situations I will still defer to your expertise. At all other times, you would do well to remember your place as my property."</em><br><br>Shepard felt Liara's boot press against her crotch, through the fabric of the skirt. The human stiffened, sitting up several inches straighter, her eyes darting left and right. Her straight back pressed her large breasts against her top, the outline of her hard nipples even more clear than before.<br><br>She gulped nervously, then took another drink. Her strong thighs squeezed around Liara's boot just slightly, and Shepard wasn't sure if that had been a conscious action on her part or not.<br><br>No one seemed to have noticed the placement of Liara's boot yet...but how long could that go on? The tablecloths provided some minor cover, but from the right angle...<br><br>"Liara..." Shepard said, her voice holding a strange mixture of a plea and an outright objection.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Mass Effect: A Dance Among the Stars [Esseria and Art3mis]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Esseria</strong> on <strong>17-09-2014, 01:32:39</strong>
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				Shepard's condition, and how well she was reacting to it, thrilled Liara to no end. It was hard to keep her eyes from lingering too long on those more-than-hinted-at breasts, and her mind kept summoning erotic visions.&nbsp; Each glance from her slave was answered with a reassuring smile or nod.<br><br>Her foot wiggled and tilted, rubbing the fabric of the skirt up against's Shepards soft lips. The thought that someone might notice didn't worry Liara. They were obscured enough that it was highly unlikely, and who would dare approach them about it? Worst case, she would get to humiliate Shepard further, and use her resources to make sure there were no repercussions.<br><br>"Is something the matter, slave?" Her tone was light, almost mocking. To follow it up, she pressed hard, probably enough to be painful, wondering how exactly her beloved would react.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Mass Effect: A Dance Among the Stars [Esseria and Art3mis]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>art3mis</strong> on <strong>17-09-2014, 06:00:23</strong>
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				The contrast between Liara's placid, smiling face and the pressure of her boot beneath the table was striking. Shepard's breath caught in her throat as her Asari lover intensified the pressure. The fabric of the skirt was now rubbing firmly against her unprotected womanhood -- a pussy that was wet and hot and which would likely leave a damp spot on the skirt, though the dark color would probably disguise that.<br><br>Shepard's back was rigid and she looked around again. Still no one was looking, but --<br><br>"Ow!" Shepard exclaimed, too loudly. The pressure of the boot hadn't really hurt, not really, but it had gotten close enough -- in that very vulnerable area -- to draw the sound from Shepard's lips. She fell silent, blushing, and looked around the room for a moment, seeing the people sitting nearby glancing her way in confusion. Panicking, she began to cough, as if that had been the source of the noise in the first place, and took another sip of her drink while she gave Liara a pleading look over the rim of the glass.<br><br>She could make Liara stop if she really wanted to...right? But that would make Liara angry...and that was suddenly a very unnerving proposition for the trained soldier. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Mass Effect: A Dance Among the Stars [Esseria and Art3mis]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Esseria</strong> on <strong>17-09-2014, 18:41:24</strong>
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				<em>"Ow!" Shepard exclaimed, too loudly.</em><br>Liara blinked in surprise. She hadn't quite meant for <em>that</em> to happen, and her own cheeks nearly flushed, but she regained control. Her pressure on Shepard's pussy lessened a little, but she kept in contact.<br><br>"You're so very hot when you blush, my slave." Liara lifted her glass to finish her drink, then flashed a grin.At long last, her foot withdrew. "But as much fun as this is, we have much more to do tonight." <br><br>The food had been phenomenal, even better than expected, and Liara keyed in a hefty tip when she settled the bill. She offered Shepard her arm as they rose to leave; the gesture formed a familiar intimacy in a world suddenly different. As they walked, Liara guided Shepard not back towards the Normandy but in the direction of a rapid transit station.<br><br>"I spoke to Admiral Hackett, my pet. He agreed that you deserve a little vacation before leaving the Citadel." She laughed. "Do you <em>ever</em> use your leave time? Anyway, I figured our apartment--"the decision that they would share the spacious suite Admiral Anderson had left Shepard had been made the first night they spent there"--would be a nicer home base for that than the ship."<br><br>Liara added no further torments on the way there, letting the glance--real and imagined--Shepard got for her visible nipples and slight dark patch on her skirt stand for themselves. As soon as the door sealed behind them, she turned to her love.<br><br>"Strip. When you are in our home, you are to be nude."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Mass Effect: A Dance Among the Stars [Esseria and Art3mis]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>art3mis</strong> on <strong>17-09-2014, 19:04:27</strong>
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				After that tense, erotic moment, the dinner proceeded with relative placidity. Shepard gradually calmed down, though her lack of undergarments was a constant reminder that this wasn't just another day. Every time she shifted slightly in her seat, her wet inner thighs would brush against one another, making her shiver.<br><br>She focused on the food and drink as much as she could. It was excellent -- Liara had made good choices, after all. Before much longer, they were finished, and stood up to leave. Shepard took Liara's offered arm and, as subtly as she possibly could, tugged at her skirt a bit, biting her lip as the fabric came away from her damp crotch. She walked straight-backed, a nervous tingle running down her spine, a high blush on her cheeks. <br><br>They walked out of the restaurant but not, as Shepard had assumed, back to the ship. Liara explained, and Shepard nodded. "A vacation, right. Sure, that sounds nice." Shepard had the slightly uneasy tone in her voice of a soldier who wasn't entirely sure she knew <em>how </em>to take time off, but she didn't argue. She couldn't spare the mental energy. Right now, it was taking a lot of focus just to keep walking straight.<br><br>Her blush intensified with each person they passed. Her tits bounced and swayed beneath her to, her nipples remaining hard and obvious. There was a dark spot on the front of her skirt, subtle but visible, that made her cringe. Beneath the skirt, she was a hot and soaking mess. Walking without underwear, after all that had happened, was driving her wild.<br><br>She was both embarrassed and extremely aroused once they finally arrived back at their apartment, and Liara didn't need to tell her twice to strip. In Shepard's mind, the two would be having sex within moments. She removed her yellow top in one smooth motion, then the skirt followed it. She revealed a body with a pleasing balance of feminine curves and muscle, flawless skin next to old scars. A thin line of hair crowned her mound.<br><br><div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" class="spoiler_header">Spoiler: Click to Show/Hide</div><div class="spoiler_body">(http://i.imgur.com/G4EYrol.jpg?2)</div></div><br><br>She stood nude for a moment, her damp womanhood glistening slightly, before she began to get impatient. "Well?" she asked, "Aren't you going to strip too?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: Mass Effect: A Dance Among the Stars [Esseria and Art3mis]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Esseria</strong> on <strong>17-09-2014, 19:31:43</strong>
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				Liara took her time, letting her eyes wander over her beloved. True, she had seen Shepard naked many times before, but as of yet that had not dulled her love of the human's body. <br><br><em>"Well?" she asked, "Aren't you going to strip too?"</em><br>The asari's hand came up in a smooth, swift motion to lay a heavy slap to her slave's left breast. "Is that the tone you think to use with your mistress, slave?" Her voice carried are careful balance of anger and authority.<br><br>Rather than wait for Shepard's response, she gave the nude woman's other breast the same blow. "Regardless, no, I will not be stripping. <em>You</em> are my slave, and <em>you</em> will <em>not</em> wear clothes here. I am under <em>no</em> such restriction."<br><br>Liara stepped back. "Go kneel by the sofa. Before we do anything else, my naughty slavegirl needs her collar." Her tone was no longer angry, but it dripped with authority. It was clear the asari would accept no argument or protest.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Mass Effect: A Dance Among the Stars [Esseria and Art3mis]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>art3mis</strong> on <strong>17-09-2014, 19:46:18</strong>
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				Shepard couldn't remember anything like this moment happening before -- where she was naked, and Liara was not, and that was how it was going to stay. Always before, in a moment like this, either Shepard would be getting dressed or, much preferably, Liara would be stripping. Instead she stood naked in front of her clothed blue companion...and she couldn't recall ever feeling more exposed than she did right now. <br><br>In response to her request, Shepard earned a slap. She hissed in shocked pain, though of course as a trained soldier she had endured much worse. The flesh of her sensitive breast bounced and began to turn red from the impact, and then Liara followed up with another strike, this time to the other breast. Even though she was expecting it, it still stung.<br><br>Shepard's eyes were wide at the way Liara was speaking and acting. Clearly this was going to be a bit more than just a little innocent fun. The human bit back her arguments, fearing another strike, knowing with certainty there was no way she could ever strike back, or even raise her arm defensively, against Liara.<br><br><em>"Go kneel by the sofa. Before we do anything else, my naughty slavegirl needs her collar."</em><br><br>Shepard hesitated, giving Liara a look betraying a bit of disbelief...but the echoes of pain in her breasts spurred her forward. She wanted the evening to be a pleasurable one, and clearly that meant she was going to have to play by Liara's rules. That was okay. That was exciting, in fact. <br><br>Shepard obediently went to kneel by the sofa, her knees resting on the plush white carpet as she looked expectantly at Liara. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Mass Effect: A Dance Among the Stars [Esseria and Art3mis]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Esseria</strong> on <strong>17-09-2014, 20:02:33</strong>
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				Liara replied to that look with a calm, loving smile. She knew the love of her life desired this, even if the other woman didn't fully realize that herself. That was good, because Liara was enjoying herself more than she thought possible.<br><br>"Knees spread, hands behind your back. That's a good girl." She gave Shepard an encouraging nod. "Wait right there, my darling slave. I'll be right back." <br><br>With a swing of her hips, she strolled upstairs. Once out of Shepard's sight, she paused for a moment to take a deep breath and steady herself. Everything was going so very, very well. Not long later, she stepped back down the stairs, carrying a small box in her hand. <br><br>Liara approached Shepard with a smile. She set the box down on the sofa, then crouched down in front of the nude soldier. "I know I didn't give you much of a choice in all this, my love, but believe me when I say you are going to&nbsp; be so very, very happy."<br><br>Slowly, almost reverently, she opened her contained and brought out a simple metal band, about the width of two of her fingers. A small look dangled from the middle, the only interruption of the smooth surface. Liara brushed back Shepard's firey hair, then, careful not to pinch, closed the collar around her neck with a soft click, then the hiss of a lock engaging.<br><br>Before any words, she gave her lover a passionate kiss, drawing her into a long embrace. Then Liara stepped back and settled onto the couch.<br><br>"Welcome home, my slave."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Mass Effect: A Dance Among the Stars [Esseria and Art3mis]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>art3mis</strong> on <strong>17-09-2014, 23:24:45</strong>
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				Shepard spread her knees and put her hands behind her back as Liara instructed, each little bit of obedience giving her a shameful thrill. Then she was left to wait, naked there in their living room, kneeling. Shepard's heart was pounding in her chest. Her arousal was plain, her skin flushed, her nipples hard, her slit wet. She didn't quite know why her body was responding in this way, but she was finding all of this kinky play a real thrill. Now that it was in private it was easier to relax and just go with it, so she was doing exactly that. <br><br>Liara returned, still dressed in her elegant outfit, a stark contrast to Shepard's nude and kneeling state. She held a box that she set down on the couch before crouching down. <br><br><em>"I know I didn't give you much of a choice in all this, my love, but believe me when I say you are going to&nbsp; be so very, very happy."</em><br><br>"I believe you," Shepard said earnestly. She really did. She trusted Liara more than she trusted anyone else in the galaxy.<br><br>The human's eyes went to what the Asari held in her hand -- a metal collar. Shepard shivered and gulped, but didn't get out of her kneeling position. The metal ring went around her neck, and Shepard had to fight battle-trained instincts that told her she was taking a foolish risk, making herself vulnerable --<br><br>The lock hissed and engaged, and Shepard let out a breath she hadn't realized she was holding. The metal felt cool against her skin. The collar wasn't uncomfortable, but it was noticible. It would be quite difficult to forget it was there. <br><br>Liara drew Shepard into a kiss, a kiss that made the human tremble with lust. Liara was incredible with her mouth. The Asari pulled back at last, leaving Shepard dazed for a moment, and settle down on the couch, welcoming her "slave" home."<br><br>"Thank you. Can I join you on the couch?" Shepard asked playfully, obviously feeling frisky and eager to continue what Liara's kiss had started. It felt a little odd to be asking permission to sit on her own couch, but Shepard knew enough to realize that was part of this little game they were playing. If she had done it without asking, Liara would probably have been irritated. <br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Mass Effect: A Dance Among the Stars [Esseria and Art3mis]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Esseria</strong> on <strong>18-09-2014, 01:09:32</strong>
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				Liara looked at her slave, so lovely in nothing but her collar, the obvious arousal perfect icing for a perfect cake. Then she smiled, and patted her lap. "Come here, girl."<br><br>Gloved hands reached forward to cup Shepard's breasts, squeezing gently. "The collar suits you wonderfully, Shepard. I do wonder what the others will think." There was a hint of mischief in her voice as her thumbs flicked across her pet's nipples. "Specialist Traynor, at least, I expect to know what it means."<br><br>The asari wondered how aware Shepard was of Samantha Traynor's deep crush on her commander. It was something Liara had noticed quickly, and not without a pang of jealous concern at first, but it had quickly become clear the Commander was happy with her current relationship. <br><br>One hand rolled a nipple between thumb and forefinger, while the other trailed slowly down Shepard's belly. "Mmmm. My slave has a very&nbsp; nice body. Such a shame to hide it..." She trailed off.<br><br>Then, Shepard's fingers found the clasps to Liara's outfit, and the asari shook her head. "No, not yet, girl. I will tell you when I desire pleasure from you. For now, I wish to enjoy my property. And there's still the matter of your punishment." She punctuated that last remark with a quick slap to Shepard's buttock.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Mass Effect: A Dance Among the Stars [Esseria and Art3mis]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>art3mis</strong> on <strong>18-09-2014, 01:23:23</strong>
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				Feeling more than a little silly, Shepard quickly moved towards Liara on her knees, taking her place between the Asari's strong thighs, looking up at her mistress..and she shivered in pleasure as Liara began to tease her breasts with her hands. <br><br>Liara expressed her pleasure at the sight of the commander in her collar, and Shepard blushed at the idea of actually wearing the thing out in public, or where the crew could see.<br><br>"Traynor...?" Shepard asked in confusion, having remained largely oblivious to the woman's interest. It was too hard to think about what Liara might be implying anyway, when the Asari's fingers were teasing her nipples and exploring down her belly. Shepard's eyes closed and she arched her back slightly, letting out a trembling sigh of desire. <br><br>Shepard couldn't take it any longer, and hardly realized what she was doing as her hands moved to Liara's dress, eager to remove the barriers between them...and she got a sharp scolding and a slap on her well-toned rear end in response. She stiffened, pulling her hands back and placing them behind her back. Her hands balled into fists as she fought the urge to tear Liara's clothes off.<br><br>Liara's talk of "property" and her "pet" was driving Shepard wild in ways that made little sense to her, as she had never been one very interested in introspection when it came to her own desires or turn-ons. All she knew was that she was horny...and didn't like the sound of "punishment" at all. <br><br>"Wasn't having to walk here without underwear enough punishment?" she said, recalling the embarrassment. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Mass Effect: A Dance Among the Stars [Esseria and Art3mis]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Esseria</strong> on <strong>18-09-2014, 01:31:20</strong>
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				Liara took note mentally that Shepard had indeed missed the admittedly cute technician's interest. Well. That could be used, perhaps. So many ideas filled the asari's mind. Fortunately, they had plenty of time.<br><br><em>"Wasn't having to walk here without underwear enough punishment?"</em><br>"My dear, dear girl." Liara slid her hand back up to stroke Shepard's cheek. "Don't you remember what I told you at Victory? You are not to wear undergarments, excepting beneath your armor or when I desire to dress you up."<br><br>She pinched a nipple, then smirked. "The walk home was not punishment. It was a preview of your daily life." For now, at least. Liara had some schemes that she dared not mention, not until Shepard was more acclimated to submission.<br><br>"I know you wish to please me, pet. Part of that is accepting punishment when you make mistakes, so that you may learn from them. That brings me to another rule."<br><br>Liara paused to lower her fingers once again, now sliding up and down Shepard's pussy. "You are not to orgasm without my explicit permission. Ever. Be warned," Liara's voice grew serious. "When we Join I <em>will</em> know of any transgressions, and such disobedience will <em>not be tolerated.</em>"<br><br>Her fingertip pressed firmly against Shepard's clit. "Do you understand?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: Mass Effect: A Dance Among the Stars [Esseria and Art3mis]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>art3mis</strong> on <strong>18-09-2014, 01:52:19</strong>
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				Shepard winced as Liara pinched her nipple, but she didn't pull away. The human's military training and the pain that she had been through already meant that she could sit still for rather intense punishment...but that didn't mean it didn't hurt. And, of course, it felt very different coming from her lover. Liara was the one largely responsible for bringing Shepard back from the dead, after all. Having this woman, her lover and her savior, administering even minor pain brought with it a strange psychological tingle. <br><br>Liara's teasing fingers moved lower, and Shepard let out a little trembling sigh and opened her legs a bit wider, her eyelids fluttering as Liara's blue digits traced the outer lips of her sex. God, she wanted so badly for those fingers to just plunge inside her, to pound in her hole until she came...<br><br>As if reading her thoughts -- sometimes, Shepard was convinced she <em>was</em> doing that -- Liara set down a new rule: no orgasms without explicit permission. Ever! Even on her own! Shepard's eyes widened at the thought of Liara discovering a violation of the rule during their Joining...oh god, that would be serious trouble<br><br>Liara's finger now went to Shepard's sensitive button, putting pressure on it that made the muscles of the woman's taut stomach and toned thighs twitch. <br><br><em>"Do you understand?"</em><br><br>Shepard nodded, then found her voice. "Yes! Yes I understand!" she was holding herself high on her knees, and it was a struggle to think of anything aside from how good Liara's fingers felt...
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				Title: <strong>Re: Mass Effect: A Dance Among the Stars [Esseria and Art3mis]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Esseria</strong> on <strong>18-09-2014, 23:49:18</strong>
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				Liara smiled. As a reward, she slipped a strong finger inside Shepard, pumping slowly in and out. "Good girl." <br><br>Her other hand played with the redhead's large breasts, squeezing them with a firm grip just on the edge of painful. As she saw Shepard's pleasure rise, she added a second finger, increasing the pace. Then faster still, her thumb brushing the woman's clit.<br><br>But Liara knew her love so, so well, and as she teetered on the brink of orgasm, climax about to wash through her, both hands pulled away. Liara chuckled as she raised her sticky fingers and wiped them on Shepard's cheeks.<br><br>"No, not yet, my dearest slut. At the very least, I think I want your piercings done before your first orgasm as a slave."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Mass Effect: A Dance Among the Stars [Esseria and Art3mis]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>art3mis</strong> on <strong>19-09-2014, 07:20:43</strong>
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				After all the teasing she had endured, Liara's single finger was almost enough to send Shepard over the edge. She bit her lip to keep from crying out, her eyes rolling back slightly in her head, her pelvis moving to embrace and accept the penetration. Liara's other hand on her breasts felt incredible, even as it arched toward pain.<br><br>"Oh god...oh yes..." Shepard whispered in a husky voice. A second finger was added, and the speed increased. Shepard closed her eyes, her pussy wet and hot, feeling her orgasm approaching. Liara's thumb began to tease her clit, and Shepard knew it wouldn't take much longer now...<br><br>Then, suddenly, the fingers were gone. Shepard froze in tense confusion for a moment, then her muscles relaxed, and her body sagged a little. She opened her eyes and looked at Liara who, chuckling, chose that moment to wipe Shepard's own sticky juices on the human's face. She blushed furiously, shocked at being left so close to orgasm. She could still feel it there, boiling in her belly. <br><br><em>"No, not yet, my dearest slut. At the very least, I think I want your piercings done before your first orgasm as a slave."</em><br><br>Confused and having trouble focusing on anything other than how badly she wanted Liara's fingers back between her legs, Shepard asked, "Piercings? What...what are you talking about?" 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Mass Effect: A Dance Among the Stars [Esseria and Art3mis]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Esseria</strong> on <strong>19-09-2014, 20:48:42</strong>
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				['p<em>"Piercings? What...what are you talking about?"</em><br>Liara smiled, then leaned in to press her lips to Shepard's forehead, then whisper in a husky, sensual tone. "I'm going to decorate my sexy lut." Her fingers tweaked the human's nipples. "Here..."<br><br>Then they slid down, tracing the curves of her muscular body. One hand lifted away, while the other tapped gently on her labia. "Here." Liara spread Shepard's pussy, holding it open with thumb and forefinger while her free hand extended a finger to nude her clit. "And here."<br><br>Liara sat back up, now stroking her fingers through her love's red hair. "I've always thought you'd look good with... intimate jewelry, slave, and they'll be so very much I'll be able to do with them."<br><br>And soon, too. Thanks to medigel, Shepard's upcoming piercings, once done, would be ready for play almost immediately, and Liara knew <em>just</em> where to go to get them done.&nbsp; In fact...<br><br>"I'm going to give you a choice, pet. We can relax tonight and get you pierced in the morning, or we can go out for them now, and I might grant you an orgasm."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Mass Effect: A Dance Among the Stars [Esseria and Art3mis]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>art3mis</strong> on <strong>20-09-2014, 17:09:21</strong>
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				Shepard listened in disbelief as Liara explained her plans...and touched Shepard's aching and sensitive nipples, labia, and clit in the process. Shepard was trembling and sweating by the time Liara sat back and began to stroke her hair once again.<br><br>The human soldier didn't believe her. Not really. Piercings seemed...so extreme. But then Liara offered her a choice -- they would go and get pierced in the morning or right away, and if Shepard chose right away she had a chance at an orgasm.<br><br>In her professional life, when others depended on her, Shepard was calm and cool under pressure, and always took the time to weigh her options. In her personal life, though, Shepard could be surprisingly impulsive -- even reckless. It stemmed from having good instincts, she liked to say, and it was part of that same aspect of her personality that had attracted her to the life of a Vanguard, charging in and leading from the front, trusting her body to react appropriately.<br><br>Her reckless and impatient streak grew even more intense when she was aroused. Shepard was <em>not</em> good at delaying her own pleasure. She wanted to fuck Liara, and she wanted it now. So, before she had even decided if Liara was serious about the piercings, Shepard was nodding.<br><br>"Let's go right now," she said boldly, her face flushed with embarrassment and arousal. "I don't want to wait." For piercings, or for pleasure...she left in ambiguous. 
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