A Sex Slavee To Alien Masters

The arm across my middle shifted and he started to lightly pluck at my nipples. I bit back the moan in my throat as he fondled my chest.

“I find,” he said low into my ear, “my left hand to be more accurate for detailed work…like this. Other men have no such preference. My brothers have no preference.”

Squirming under his ministrations I grasped at his arm and felt the play of muscle beneath my hands

“You are very talented with both of your hands, Master Damien,” I whispered.

The chuckle rumbled from his chest and into mine and that tormenting hand thankfully ceased it’s chore.

“Go to sleep, Ciara,” he said tucking the blankets around us.

I sighed and settled down quite satisfied with myself. Master Damien wasn’t angry I had noticed, perhaps it would even make him happy I paid them that much attention. Tomorrow I would continue at the task I had set myself. It was a plan.

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me to see. They wanted me to notice the details of their lives and personalities. It was like they wanted me to read

way to keep up with them. With five to Look after,

happy with me, life settled into a rhythm. Being at my new home in the compound was consuming, but I enjoyed my time at the Keepers. It

liked to dance. Fuji told me we would probably end up entertaining our men together. Her men Loved to see her dance and she

dance, too. She started helping me practice while someone plucked at a stringed instrument. It seemed the right thing to

Mom and I had taken a belly dancing class for exercise one year. It was one of those New Year’s Resolutions about losing weight. I’d never been

so excited. We worked on it every day, since I started to practice I got a lot better. I wasn’t as shy about my body and that made

my modesty was kind of silly. Considering what was expected regularly of me when I was home, I knew they were right. Modesty was

I was a living, breathing sex doll. It was obvious I

for me. I had my daily vitamin drink, which I had heard them say was expensive. They washed me with the finest

shone in the light. Even my palms, which had stared out looking so bad, were now satiny