A Sex Slavee To Alien Masters

“To what honor do I owe the attention you are paying my slave, gentlemen?” he asked never opening his eyes.

I started to Look up, but stopped when I saw several sets of masculine legs standing at the edge of the pool beside us. I stilled my hands in Master Evan’s hair and waited.

“Just noting how strange it is you all were permitted to keep a slave when your family cannot be trusted to follow the coupling schedule,” the man said. “Will Christof be well enough to accompany you this time or does illness still plague him?”

I could hear the sarcasm dripping over the man’s words. My heart went out to poor Master Christof, it wasn’t his fault something terrible happened to him. He had been kidnapped and probably abused. He was too scared to even have sex with me. ALL that and he gets crap from these guys, too.

Men on this world were just Like the men on my world. They wouldn’t give anyone a break. Their attitude irked me.

“Master Christof is fine,” I said defensively without really thinking about it.

Master Evan looked up at me with one eye open, “Who are you talking to, slave?”

Evan,” I said realizing

G E L A ‘s L I B R

and then returned to his resting position. “Christof will join us next time,” he said closing his eyes

went back to

around us as Master Kein and Master

job must have been good because they made Master Evan move and I washed both of their short hair. Master Evan stood casually by

mouthy,” he

he hadn’t. My face was hot and I let my hands drop in

came to ask if Christof was well and our slave informed

Master Evan grinning ear to ear like a

Damien was standing beside

this happen?” he asked