A Sex Slavee To Alien Masters

The more they touched me, the more freaked out I got. They were overwhelming. I pulled at my Limbs trying to curl myself into a ball.

“Please let me go, please stop, please don’t rape me,” I begged tugging hard at the extremities they were still holding tight.

“We can hold you down if you are not agreeable,” the dark haired man said, “and I will tell you only once. Do not use words from your first language or speak of your first home. I do not know the word ‘rape’ and I do not care to know it.”

He didn’t look angry, just stern.

I was panting in fear watching his eyes. Being tied down would make this worse, I had to calm down. It took a supreme effort, but I managed to slow my breathing to a more reasonable pace.

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started to form in my eyes again. I cast my eyes down

survey of myself all I had noted was the

now. My tan Lines were gone. The skin of my body was all creamy white Like I’d never spent a day in the sun. In addition, all of my body hair seemed to have been

arms from their grasp and grabbed my head in sheer terror. My long brown hair was still attached. Running my fingers through it, I made sure

Our cousins told us a human would want to keep that. We wish you to be a happy slave,” the dark haired man told me. “We will keep it

you,” I

every time you speak to me,

rules. It was the only way I would survive, that

I whispered

the metal collar circling it. The collar wasn’t too tight, but it wasn’t loose. It seemed to be about an inch wide. Running my fingers along it I could feel

is our symbol. Any that see it will understand we own you,” the Dark

my wrist. They were wider, maybe three inches and they fit Like they had been made for me.