A Sex Slavee To Alien Masters

“You have defied us all day, slave,” Master Damien said. “We place you at the mercy of the compound and see how long your disobedience Lasts.

When we find you more obedient we will return for you.”

It took a minute for the situation to register. I was outside, bound and nude, in the middle of the courtyard. I looked up at my wrists and noted the lack of the metal cuff. Looking down, the cuffs had also been removed from my ankles. I moved my head around, I realized I didn’t have a collar on.

Did this mean I wasn’t a slave anymore? I wondered. The answer struck me and was breathtaking. I was still a slave. I just wasn’t being claimed by an owner.

Master Damien and his brothers told me their mark protected me and now it was gone. I wondered what would happen to me, although my exposed position spoke volumes. Anyone could do anything to me.

It took my eyes some time to get used to the gathering darkness. I couldn’t decide if it was Lucky or unlucky that several torches Lit the area. I prayed nobody would notice me up here, but I knew that wasn’t the purpose of this exercise.

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gaining an audience. Warriors strolled past my platform and clucked their tongues at me. Several brought

up onto the platform. They looked mean and still had their formidable weapons strapped to their waists. The men twisted and pinched me everywhere. I cried and

hours. My hands had gone numb and some point and every joint in my upper body was cramping. Groups of

onto my platform weren’t hesitant or

body with rough hands. Most of them Laughed when I yelled

in the courtyard, which was hard not to do from my elevated position. I closed my eyes and the attacks subsided mostly.

warm bodies surrounding me, but

them definitely made the manhandling

to, Ciara?” I heard Master Damien

your brothers, Master Damien,” I answered him keeping my head down and my eyes

he asked me pulling my feet away from the

Damien,” I sobbed