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 wondered

and pulled out the water, pumping in air. They are quite

up and moved me into the showers indicating an

been able to get you near water in two cycles, Ciara,” he explained setting me on

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him and they washed me head to toe. I fought when they tried to wash my right leg, so the other men came and held me

leg was so sensitive it felt like

ALL the attention to my leg had made it throb. I whimpered as they pulled a thin blanket over it and Master Christof looked curiously at me. He Left the room and returned with the foul smelling goop. He put

of 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 and marveled over my leg. Living through

just under my knee. Two parallel lines of deep black ran around my leg about 5 inches apart. Between them was an intricate swirling of lines and circles. Just under my knee it looked like the head of a snake, as the parallel lines got

the bed by myself. One of them watched me at all times. If I slept one of