A Sex Slavee To Alien Masters

I walked quickly to the bathroom and Master Christof followed. Once we were inside, I sat down facing the wall.

Master Christof stood and used one of the receptacles next me. I had used the Ladies room when other ladies were in there. It was different with a guy right next to you.

Christof cleaned me silently. As we made our way through the kitchen area I pointed hesitantly to a jug on the table. I found my kneeling place and waited. Master Christof let me have a long drink and then took one himself. it with me?” he asked quietly.

“Of course, Master Christof.”

I followed him into the lower level of the room. I admired him as he walked in front of me. He had a runner’s body, long and lean. Above the Linen shift he wore, he had several scars that sliced across his back.

Life was hard for everyone here, I surmised.

I noticed Master Christof kept his hair a Little shaggier than the rest of the men, not quite long, not quite short. It would have irritated my mother the way it fell over his eyes on the left side. I smiled sadly thinking about mom.

kneeling pad. Chuckling softly, he pulled me

just idly traced patterns over my arms.

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man on my behalf, Ciara,” he whispered into my ear, “thank

Christof,” I replied

am sorry,” he said quietly, “if I have caused

and listened to his breathing for a

female,” he said so quietly I almost didn’t

are not dangerous. It would

anything else. It wasn’t clear to me what I should

me was

wasn’t Like the others. He was afraid of something that had