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.

Masters. How did you fix

the water, pumping in air. They are quite useful. The Fishers that took us to find you had one they allowed us to use,” Master Kein

me into the showers indicating an

in two cycles, Ciara,” he explained setting me on

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

it felt like they

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 over it

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sent back to the Keepers the next day or the day after. My owners barely allowed me out of bed. Healers came to see me and marveled over my leg. Living through the attack

chewed on look got better the leg took on an exotic 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 was an intricate swirling of lines and circles. Just under my knee it

myself. One of them watched me at all times. If I slept