A Sex Slavee To Alien Masters

His fingers were still over my pubic bone.

The choice surprised and excited me. I did not expect it, even from him. Looking up into his purple gaze I saw desire and uncertainty reflected back at me.

“I don’t mind, Master Christof,” I said giving the permission he had so generously requested.

He ran his fingers down my outer Lips and slowly stroked. He seemed pleased to find wetness in the folds and smiled into my cheek.

“I did not pay as much attention as I should have to your care, Ciara.

According to my brothers this should mean I am doing the right things,” he said.

“Yes, Master Christof,” I sighed as he continued with feathery Light strokes.

Master when it is just you and I, Ciara,” he

as if the rules weren’t confusing enough. He just

Christof,” I murmured to him as he found the Little bundle

Angela’s Library

twitch as

I wouldn’t do it when he is around,”

a hand to my breast and started to stroke the sensitive nipple. The other hand slowly reached down and

and I retracted my hand. He sighed and changed his stroke on

me, Ciara, if you wish. I

ran my fingertips along the Length of him. He shuddered under my touch; it was empowering. I

much experience with cock on Earth and this morning had been too rushed. I memorized him with my fingers. I ran my thumb along juncture where the tip met the base. Using the flat of my fingers I learned every ridge and vein. He

his fingers inside of me. In the faint light of the room I could see his