A Sex Slavee To Alien Masters

He was a large man with long slightly graying hair and a beard. His face had a nasty series of scars across his cheek. There was no humor in his eyes at all. He appraised me top to bottom.

“Nice to look at, but Earth slaves are hard to train, have you had problems yet?” he asked.

“No, General,” Master Damien said.

I bobbed my head in agreement.

“What is it doing now?” the General asked releasing my chin. iara, what are you doing?” Master Damien asked.

“I’m agreeing with you, Master Damien. On my planet that meant, ‘yes’,”

I stuttered out.

N G E L A ‘s

to the coupling schedule,” he said before

and thanked my lucky

General’s talk the Warriors stayed in the courtyard to discuss what he had said. I walked when I was told to walk and kneeled when I was told to kneel. The thing was still in my bottom, but it didn’t bother. The way it slid between my ass

talked to had slaves. I heard a couple notice my earrings and ask Damien about them. Surprisingly the other men seemed

We took our meal upstairs and the men sat around playing a card game. Finally, I had to ask, despite my better

I asked looking at

looked at me. I had

long are you going to leave this thing in

finish

was slapping Master Evan on the

toward the bed. The men filed in watching us, they all seemed to think this was really hilarious. As I watched them, they all start to strip. I had