A Sex Slavee To Alien Masters

“Evan has determined it is the same chemical the women use to mark us,”

Master Christof said absently.

“Tell me, Ciara,” Master Damien commanded. “How did you avoid the fleint before we arrived?”

I told him I had felt them brushing my legs. They didn’t understood floating, so I explained laying still and flat in the water. iow did you find me, Masters?” I asked.

“You don’t Listen, Ciara,” Master Evan said, “I already warned you I have a sense for creatures I have tasted. I followed my sense to you.

We heard the scream and saw your bubbles rise from the water. We went down to find you,” he finished stroking my arm.

I thanked him, kissing his hand. They made me thank all of them individually, which I did.

breathed the water, Masters. How did you fix that?” I

in your mouth. It went deep into you and pulled out the water, pumping in air. They are quite useful. The Fishers

into the showers indicating an end

you near water in

Angela’s Library

and they washed me head to toe. I fought when they tried to wash

felt like they were washing

was dry they laid me back in the bed. ALL the attention to my leg had made it throb. I whimpered as they pulled a thin blanket

the stuff was nearly instantaneous. I relaxed and watched the men crawl

My owners barely allowed me out of bed. Healers came to see me

appearance. The marks started on the bottom of my foot and ran to just under my knee. Two parallel lines of deep black ran around my leg about 5 inches apart. Between them

during the day. They barely let me turn over on the bed by myself. One of them watched me at all times. If I slept one of them would sit by the