A Sex Slavee To Alien Masters

I followed them out the wall and balked when I saw the transport pad.

My uncles all rode roller coasters, but I was too chicken. I’d never even been on an airplane. I hated heights.

“This eve will be very difficult or very enjoyable for you, depending on how you act,” Master Damien threatened in my ear.

Gulping back my fear I followed him onto the pad. It shot up Like a rocket and I screamed, dropping to the floor. My eyes were shut tight as I begged them to please make it stop. When the thing started to move forward I grabbed onto the closest leg and cried.

I felt hands removing me from the pant leg I was clinging to and Master Damien’s voice was in my ear, “You will learn to stand and act respectable during transport. We are taking a trip tonight. It will only end when you stop this ridiculous behavior.”

They had the driver swoop the pad every which way. I screamed I would fall off and die crashing to the ground. They thought that was amusing.

“Do you remember the currents that prevented you from moving at the auction?” Christof asked. “Similar barriers prevent you from falling off the sides of the pad.”

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should try them,” Master Evan said pushing me with a quick thrust toward the edge. He was supremely

yelped but didn’t go off the side of the platform. They were right something was stopping me. The invisible barrier swooshed against

the pad acted like I wasn’t present, most of

anger on their faces was undeniable, except for Christof, who still just seemed amused. The lines of skin color that were usually so Light seemed to darken

up or down, zipped left or right. I stayed in my position and kept my eyes open. The scenery was beautiful. Mountains were in the distance every which way and the ocean bordered on all other sides. In any other circumstance, I would have

the man dropped us off in front of our door. I waited patiently for Master Damien to open the gate and followed him off the pad.

of the evening was quiet. The men took me down to bathhouse with them after dinner. I heard

comments the other men made were upsetting to my owners. In turn, my owners were colder and less interested in me

in a way. Since I was determined to survive,

his word and

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