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.

you thinking

was wondering what the auction lady did so it didn’t hurt that bad when you had

keep you clean there and stretch you, so

curious, I couldn’t understand what he meant about continuing to keep me clean. Despite what they obviously thought, I could

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

course, this is how they

waste, much Like we do. We will wash the area out regularly and stretch it, so we can use it when we wish. Now that the process has begun it will not be

me. They were planning to give me enemas to keep me clean and use something to stretch me. My horrified expression

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

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he used to wash me was deep blue, but otherwise looked like the expensive natural sponges

I know how to wash myself,” I said as