A Sex Slavee To Alien Masters

“I feel cared for, Master Damien,” I told him.

Once I was clean and dry I took my place on the bed between Master Evan and Master Damien. I was tired, but still worried. The men had no such concerns and fell fast asleep. I Lay still and waited for the middle of the night when Christof usually woke to walk me to the bathroom.

Looking in Christof‘s direction for the hundredth time, he was finally looking back at me. I got off the bed and he followed me. In the bathroom I pulled him down to my Level and begged him.

“Please, go to the coupling,” I whispered in his ear, “just try for me. They don’t understand me Like you do. I couldn’t survive without you, please.”

He sighed and his hair fell in his eyes. I pushed it back and looked at him beseechingly.

“I will try, Ciara,” he said stroking my shoulders.

The next twenty days were hell for me. The coupling was getting closer and closer. I was worried Christof wouldn’t go, worried he wouldn’t be able to preform, and worried the women would take him again.

He always said not to worry, he would go. I didn’t believe him. The look in his eyes was one of defeat. Christof just wasn’t going to argue about it, but

the spot; I just couldn’t hold anything down. To make

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was my hips were slimming down. My tummy was flatter also. I didn’t have a mirror to look in, but I could

hung a little lower,

me lose weight before. Usually I had the opposite problem. Unfortunately,

me onto the bed and went down between my thighs one evening. He loved to taste me and I really enjoyed it also. Master Damien was caressing my neck and Master Kein was nibbling at my breasts. After several

wrong?” Master Damien asked him Looking

it is not

different and there is no lubrication,” he

tried reasoning with him, “use the

Look at them,