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

area and the table in the eating area was expanded. My stomach fluttered

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It was like they were looking forward to

got redressed I asked them if I could wear something specific. They dressed me as I requested. I asked them to tie a

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

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 why I did this dance at home.

each other heartily and sat down to

Master Evan fed me, but it

the table. If dancing

women was a farce, because they wanted to discuss it. My owners debated strategy with them and never let on. I wondered if that was hard for them to