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.

I would call him if I started to feel ill. My commentary did not faze him. Master Evan said they could

they set up the area I would stay in. “You will kneel or

Master Damien,” I answered as I took

the bathing hall Last night, but we couldn’t talk quite as freely this time. The place Master Damien had put us was a

ninjanovel.com

hand ran down my arm. “Warmer than you Fuji,” the man

to tremble fearing it was going to be another experience Like the bath house. Screaming like a baby would probably

apparent I had been holding my

me. He looked up into my face and noticed the tears. Before I could do anything else he

asked under his breath Looking

could answer Master Evan quietly told him I had been making tears again.

him, “another man touched me and it scared me. I don’t like it