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?” he

what the auction lady did so it didn’t hurt that bad when you had sex with my ass, Master

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

I couldn’t understand what he meant about continuing to keep

clean, Master Bane?” I asked as

of course, this is how they would

do. We will wash the area out regularly and stretch it, so we can use it when we wish. Now that the process

give me enemas to keep me clean and use something to stretch me. My

world also. The saleswoman told us of this procedure,”

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the expensive natural sponges I

you cleaning me, Master Bane? I know how to wash myself,” I said