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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and clucked their tongues at me. Several brought their slaves out to see

their waists. The men twisted and pinched me everywhere. I cried and screamed

gone numb and some point and every joint in my upper body was cramping. Groups of men would come onto the platform and touch me cruelly until one

onto my platform weren’t hesitant or nice

as they explored my body with rough hands. Most of them Laughed when I yelled at them. Everything I

pattern. The attacks usually happened when I Looked at the Warriors down in the courtyard, which was hard not to do from my elevated position. I closed

bodies surrounding me, but I didn’t

definitely made

to, Ciara?” I heard Master

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

to look at other men, Ciara?” he asked me pulling my feet away from the

I sobbed as