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

hurt

cleaned you and stretched you while you slept. We will continue to keep you clean there and stretch

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

asked as

is how they would keep

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

keep me clean and use something to stretch me. My horrified expression must have amused

told us of this procedure,” he said starting to soap me with

Angela’s Library

used to wash me was deep blue, but otherwise looked like the expensive natural sponges I had seen in fancy bath shops. Mom

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