A Sex Slavee To Alien Masters

He was a ruggedly attractive man that had spent the morning fucking me;

I didn’t need any further encouragement. Grabbing his shoulders I pulled him closer and planted soft kisses across his cheeks, over his eyes, and lastly across his lips. I closed my blurry eyes and concentrated on nibbling and sucking at his lips

Evidently Master Damien Liked it. I felt his organ thicken against my stomach and I giggled, stroking him through the fabric of his pants. He groaned and closed his eyes, his hand followed mine as I slipped it up and down over his length.

“Ah, yes, my slave told me you had bought it a gift. I would like to know where you got these. They are quite hard to find, you know. Many of the slaves from Earth have places to hold these ornaments. We had Mia’s ears prepared for it some time ago, though she is not from Earth.

Some have several places to put the ornamentation. Does this one?” he asked looking at my ears.

Master Damien didn’t seem the least bit bothered that the shopkeeper had caught us. I blushed furiously through my blurry haze.

“Ciara, how many places do you have for this type of decoration?”

Master Damien asked.

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remember how to say the word in their language. It wouldn’t come, so I held up two fingers. I felt a

the light touch. It wasn’t really obvious I had tipped back and Master Bane was holding me until I Looked up. The faces above me looked really worried, but for some reason I couldn’t care less. Voices wove through my pleasant feelings and in no way

Earth slaves are quite sensitive to the root drink. It is something they can get used to, but it takes time. No more than a couple of

is Like this from the

take it all the

see. A bit of cocker dust will have it feeling much Like itself in a moment. We sell it, by the

to have around when

though. The dust will make it uncomfortably hungry. Maybe you could come back and shop more later. I will have what you have ordered delivered, of course,” he mused and then called out, “Geoffrey, a sample of the cocker dust to

the nasty dust on my tongue. I tried to spit it out, but Master Evan held my mouth closed. It was disgusting, Like rotten dirt. It cut through delirium

placed back in my brown outfit and followed Master Damien outside. He crossed the courtyard and led us into what looked like a small eatery. We entered into an alcove where several brown outfits were hung on the wall. As my brown outer layer