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.

sat down on a long chaise. I looked around for my kneeling pad. Chuckling softly, he pulled me to sit on the furniture with

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another man on my behalf, Ciara,” he whispered into my

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said quietly, “if I have caused you

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know you are female,” he said so quietly I

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anything else. It wasn’t clear to me what I should say to him. He was right and I understood why he feared

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the others. He was afraid of something that had