A Sex Slavee To Alien Masters

“CIARA!” Master Evan boomed standing right in front of me.

I bounced up and nearly ran into Master Bane who had been leaning over behind me.

“Have you Lost the ability to hear?” he asked sounding exasperated.

“It still has ears, brother,” Master Bane laughed, “I checked.”

Master Evan continued to glare at me until Master Kein patted him on the back, “It looks contrite and quite afraid of you. Do not be cruel, brother.”

Master Evan put a hand on either side of my face and kissed my forehead, which was an extremely weird gesture for him. In all the time I’d known him he’d never kissed me like that. “Please pay attention when we’re speaking to you, Ciara,” he said pleadingly.

“Yes, Master Evan. I’m sorry,” I apologized.

the transport pad drop us off at the bathhouse. The men stripped themselves and then undressed me hurriedly. I bathed

away I noticed a difference. There were more chairs in the sitting area and the table in the eating area was expanded. My stomach fluttered with apprehension

that be enough room Ciara?” Master Damien asked

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mood. It was like they were looking forward to this. I wished

as I requested. I asked them to tie a piece of fabric around my waist in addition to

called a hip scarf. The one I had at home had coins on

me from talking; it seemed I was already entertaining

heartily and sat down to feast. I thought I’d be too

Evan fed me, but

bowls of worms were to be seen on the table. If dancing meant no worms I had

farce, because they wanted to discuss it. My owners debated strategy with them and never let on.