A Sex Slavee To Alien Masters

Master Evan did make a point to remind me this had already happened once. It was humiliating, but I complied without too much whining. I didn’t want to be bound outside again.

Master Evan pulled me to lay over him on a bench I hadn’t noticed before in the bathroom as the other men came in doing their morning routine. With my ass in the air on his lap he inserted something into it. I tried to wiggle a Little and he ignored me. Warm fluid was slowly poured into me. It felt weird, but not horribly unpleasant. It was the exposed position that had me more bothered than anything.

Master Evan removed the plug he had used to pour the Liquid into me and stood me up. Now I felt full and uncomfortable. I had to go.

“The saleswoman said we should let the mixture sit for a little while.

I will wash your hair while it does that,” he said pulling me into the shower.

“Master Evan,” I complained softly, “it’s not comfortable. May I please use the pot?”

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towered over me and I lost the urge to

told humans would need explanations and constant reminders, but you are unbelievable, Ciara. Go into the shower and I will wash your hair, you do enjoy having it don’t

pulling it over my shoulder. “Yes, sir. I really enjoy having

you cannot be agreeable we will have it removed,” he said turning on the water and

like hair?” I mumbled as

figure

Little hair as possible. Human slaves seem to be happier when they are allowed to keep theirs. We spoke to the other

he was done washing my hair he wrapped it in a

go with

soaped and washed me in the shower after I had gone. Once he was done he asked me to Lay back across his lap on

as he said, but wondered why. Was he gong to give me another

in and out. The stretch got greater and it felt like he