A Sex Slavee To Alien Masters

“My Masters say he refused to go the Last coupling. His brothers had to go without him. It was a disgrace to them, but they won’t talk about it. He was punished for refusing to go, if he refuses again my owners say he may be killed,” Tamia chimed in.

I saw Master Bane jumping up and down on the field so I clapped my hands and hooted. This conversation had to end soon, obviously it wasn’t something they wanted spread all over the compound.

“You called them brothers, but they don’t look anything alike,” I said hoping it would change the subject.

“Oh, no it’s the markings they have that make them brothers. It is probably the same mark they put on your stomach. They think they must be born with it. When the mothers bring the sons back they all have them. When the Child Keepers notice similar marks they put the children together. They grow up that way,” Fuji answered.

I was relieved to see the Warriors all heading back toward us. I had enjoyed talking to the women, but the talk about Master Christof had bothered me twofold. I didn’t want to get into trouble mainly.

Secondly, he had problems, that much was obvious; being a big mouth about it wouldn’t help. I would never bring that subject up in public again.

“Did you enjoy talking with the other slaves?” Master Damien asked as we walked back toward the courtyard.

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you learn

head down but trying to use my peripherals. There seemed to be

Angela’s Library

the game. I was looking into his sculpted chest with it’s

what did

grow when you’re excited. The slavers won’t get

going into the public bath. When we get inside we will remove your

gotten used to being sort of dressed in public. He noticed the look and

in front of other people,

disobeying me,

his brothers surrounding me. Now seemed like