A Sex Slavee To Alien Masters

“Ciara, you were thinking of something. You will tell me what it is while I clean you.”

I started as he took a damp cloth from the counter and ran it between my legs. I was sore.

He gently pinched my pouting labia and asked again, “Tell me what you were thinking of.”

I squirmed against him and decided to answer, “How many more times will you have sex with me today, Master Bane?” I asked quietly.

“A human cannot take us as many times a day as our women can. You have performed your function for today,” he said standing me up.

I continued to stare at his organ and he didn’t miss it.

are you thinking now?”

so it didn’t hurt that bad when you had

continue to keep you clean there and stretch you, so it will not hurt,” he answered leading me into the area

I couldn’t understand what he meant about continuing to keep me clean. Despite

will you keep me clean, Master Bane?” I asked as he turned a knob and water hit

question, of course, this is

out regularly and stretch it, so

were planning to give me enemas to keep me clean and use something

things are done on your world also. The saleswoman told us

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to wash me was deep blue, but otherwise looked like the expensive natural sponges I had seen in

are you cleaning me, Master Bane? I know how to wash myself,” I said as he worked over