A Sex Slavee To Alien Masters

“This is something you don’t need to concern yourself with. Aren’t we bringing you pleasure? It was explained to us you would enjoy this,”

Master Damien stated.

“Yes, Master,” I answered breathlessly.

Master Kein had decided to use his mouth like Master Evan and the stimulation was too much. He nipped Lightly and I moaned softly before managing to ask.

“I don’t understand why you care, Master.”

Master Damien brushed his fingers over my eyebrows and watched me. “If you are in pain and unwilling you will become ill. We wish for you to stay healthy. Your health reflects positively on us, an ill slave is not honorable,” he answered. “We will prepare you, so you will be a healthy slave.”

They were preparing me for sex. It was starting not to matter, as long as those wet mouths continued to

Master Bane was between my thighs and his hands were stroking

getting ready.” He was Looking down

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tried to close my legs but couldn’t with

to come stand in front of me. I could feel myself and I was starting to get wet. I wasn’t used to this kind of attention, alien planet

mirror once when I was excited once just to see. I knew the pink Lips would be full and plump. There was probably wetness gathering at the entrance to my womanhood. My Little clit would be poking bravely from behind

my chest and smiled at me, “I will know you there, Ciara, no part of you will

to run up my weeping slit. Against my better

Master

is an interesting flavor and we will certainly know where ever it goes,” Master

discussing the parts of a car. Other men, as well as, the saleswoman had explained how the pieces worked.