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.

did you fix that?” I wondered

creature I put in your mouth. It went deep into you and pulled out the water, pumping in air. They

me into the showers

been able to get you near water in two cycles, Ciara,”

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hurt too much to stand on, so he let me sit. Master Evan helped him and they washed me head to toe. I fought when they tried to

was so sensitive it felt

back in the bed. 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

crawl into bed around me. It didn’t take long

Healers came to see me and marveled over my leg. Living through

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

Keepers that watched me 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