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.

pad drop us off at the bathhouse. The men stripped themselves and then undressed me hurriedly. I bathed Master Damien, as normal, but

stomach fluttered with apprehension as I noted the chairs in the

be enough room Ciara?” Master Damien asked when he caught me staring at

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all in a wonderful mood. It was like they were looking forward to this. I wished I could have shared their

I requested. I asked

hip scarf. The one I had at home had coins on it that shook when I danced. I was so nervous I told

wore in detail, right down to the finger cymbals or zills. Nobody stopped me from talking; it seemed I was already entertaining them. Master Bane even asked about

heartily and sat down to feast. I thought I’d be too nervous to eat, but the dinner was really

and Master Evan fed me, but it was all from

of worms were to be seen on the table. If dancing meant no worms I had to think it was a

strategy with them and never let on. I wondered if that was hard for them to know the truth and have to lie about