A Sex Slavee To Alien Masters

The tops of the drums were shaped like three small bongos. I tapped on them experimentally until I had a good rhythm going.

Playing these little drums was complicated, but I Loved music. The only part of high school I liked was band class. The pitch each drum made was different and that took some getting used to. I got engrossed in what I was doing. I looked up to see Fuji swiveling her hips to the beat. I spent the rest of the morning tapping out different beats on the drums while the girls danced.

A bell rang suddenly and everything stopped. Fuji started to run out.

She turned around abruptly grabbing my hand and pulling me with her.

“Where are we going?” I asked her trying to keep up.

“Our Masters are coming to feed us, they don’t like to wait,” she said.

I noticed my owner’s mark on the floor in the room she took us into. A kneeling place was set up in front of it. A chair and a small table were in front of me. I followed Fuji’s lead and kneeled down waiting, no one was talking.

of feet as the men started to come in. A set stopped in front of me, but I

I heard Christof say as he brushed my cheek. I looked

morning. His hands were clean, though. He fed me from a bowl until I thought I would burst.

owners he stopped feeding

down he Laughed quietly in my ear. “Follow me,” he

outside the Keeper’s compound, Ciara. You can look

to be out

what I would have considered a forest at home, along a little path.

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here. Most Warriors just come and feed their slave a mid day meal. I thought you might be curious to see outside the compound,” he said

inspecting a bright yellow leaf

also,” he told