Time to Play

P.S. This story in no way is meant to degrade men. I simply know more about toys to torture/pleasure men then women. Sorry but it’s a fact. It is good to be a dominatrix. ƒº

Liara secretly moaned when she saw the three rock hard appendages on the men as they turned to face her. She ushered them onto the platform behind her. Her hand danced over a keypad to another large door. When the very thick door maneuvered open, inside laid another room. It was elegantly decorated with deep rich red velvet and human gold accents. It became clear to the vorcha, she had done this type of thing before, and looking at the wear marks on the wood framed couch in the center of the room, many times before.

Smacking the tallest of the three vorcha on the ass, harder than the pleasant tap earlier, the asari commanded, “On all fours!” The vorcha was about to talk back when Liara raised her hand holding the riding crop while her body glowed blue. Spoken in a slow stern voice, she demanded, “On all fours!” Not wanting to upset the asari dominatrix, the vorcha lowered himself to the ground on all fours. As the leather goddess strolled passed him, she smacked him on the ass with a warning. “Don’t disappoint Ms. Williams again.”

The leather encased asari quickly raised her hand to deliver another stinging blow when the vorcha quickly replied, “Yes Ms. Williams. I won’t disobey you again.”  Easing her tone, the asari remarked, “Good boy, I will call you ‘fuck’.” Unsure if the two remaining vorcha’s pricks could get any harder, the apparent sex goddess said, “And what shall I do with you two?” Before there was an answer, the pair instantly dropped to the floor on their hands and knees, both saying. “Anything you want Ms. Williams.”

Turning back to address the vorcha she named fuck, Liara smacked her leather riding crop in her hand as she paced him. “Now like the bad vareen you are behaving like, I will put you in the cage.” Placing a thick leather collar around his neck, she lead fuck over to a metal cage that was no taller than her thigh. Coaxing him inside, she slammed the door closed behind him. Wiping her hands on her bare hips, she walked over to the other two vorchas.

The dominatrix stood and thought for a moment. No matter how hard she tried having her toys call her by her former commander’s bestfriends’ name, it was a little too dirty for her; even if it was her way of getting revenge for making those xenophobia remarks about her.  Turning to the three hunched over men, Liara called out. “For the remainder of your time here, you will simply call me Mistress.”  A few glances were exchanged between the men before Liara smacked a nearby table loudly with the ridding crop before a collaborative; “Yes Mistress” sounded the room.  

“Very good”