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.

bathed Master Damien,

sitting area and the table in the eating area was expanded. My stomach fluttered with apprehension as I noted the chairs in the sitting room arranged around an open area. Obviously that was where

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

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at me. They were all in a wonderful mood. It was like

asked them if I could wear something specific. They dressed me as I requested. I

one I had at home had coins on it that shook when I danced. I was so nervous I told my owners

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.

owners did. The men greeted each other heartily and sat down to

Evan fed me, but it was all

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

debated strategy with them and never let on. I wondered if that was hard for them to know the truth and have to lie about it. I certainly wouldn’t have