A Sex Slavee To Alien Masters

Master Bane was sitting with me, watching me rest. He looked bored beyond belief. My stomach was finally still and I was awake. I wanted to get up, but Master Damien had said no. Now he came to sit on the bed beside me and feed me more of the stuff from the bag. It was gross, but I took it willingly.

“Ciara, we forbid you to have root drink. Do you understand me?” he asked sternly.

“Yes, Master Damien, but what if it’s the General or his brothers offering?” I asked him.

He sighed, “Must you always ask questions? The answer is the same. We forbade you to have it. Is that clear?”

“Yes, Master Damien. May I get out of bed now? I feel much better,” I said hoping I could do something. I was starting to get stir crazy.

“Supposed to be a good chuke game starting in the arena,” Master Bane said absently.

Master Damien looked at me like he didn’t quite trust me. “I will not have the dishonor of a sick slave hanging over us,” he said.

to go to the game. I swore I was well and promised I would call him if I started to feel ill. My commentary did not faze him. Master Evan said they could set me close to the game and check on me frequently.

get up and cheer for us,” Master Damien commanded after they set up the area I would

I answered as I took my

talk quite as freely this time. The place Master Damien had put us was a lot closer to the field. Warriors kept coming into our

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hand ran down my

experience Like the bath house. Screaming like a baby would probably be unacceptable, so I sat

had been holding my breath

do anything else he had scooped me up and was walking

Evan?” Master Damien asked under his breath

told him I had been making tears again. I was surprised

it scared me. I don’t like it when other men touch me. Please,