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.”

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

up my Legs, tickling the skin behind my knees. Master Bane was between

was Looking down at

G E L A ‘s L I B

tried to close my legs but couldn’t

around 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,

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 its hood. I wondered how much they knew about

“I will know you there, Ciara,

used his tongue to run up my weeping slit. Against my better

Master

and we will certainly know where ever it goes,” Master

my private parts like they were discussing the parts of a car. Other men, as well as, the saleswoman