A Sex Slavee To Alien Masters

“Why would they come back?” another man spoke. “This thing has no sense, it looks right at us and dares the consequences. It doesn’t learn. What would make such proud men take this stupid creature back?”

I continued to writhe and cry for Master Damien and his brothers. The men held me tight and fondled me everywhere. They even took the chance to fully examine my marked leg.

I heard rustling as new feet came into the room. The Warriors currently man handling me held me so I couldn‘t see the new participants. When a sharp pain came from my tender Left foot I shrieked and started to struggle anew.

“We will beat you if you make that sound one more time,” one of the Warriors warned me.

The piercing pains in my foot continued and there was nothing I could do to stop them. It took every ounce of control I had to not cry out.

Master Damien and his brothers had never treated me Like this. I wanted them to come back for me desperately.

I guess the new men didn’t want me either. The nasty fondling stopped and they threw me into a corner of the room and left. Huddled on the dirty floor, I panted for several minutes.

was shocked. It was wrapped tight in a clean bandage. The top of the

downed the contents before it attracted anymore insects. A bowl with their mark contained several worms crawling around in the slime. I was hungry and ate quickly, bugs and all, sucking down every bit of the liquid in the

waited by the door and watched the moon rise into the sky. Part of me was sure

I Lay down on

Lawn chair on the front porch. The temperature dropped and I curled into a tight ball trying to stay warm. My foot was throbbing. To make matters worse the bugs found

I feared something prowling in the night. When I could hear the transports, I feared the men that would be on

his brothers or the men from Last night. Again, I looked right at them and that seemed to

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made it to the window this time. Once again,

fix it when it is injured, and feed it. This thing has no sense to be thankful,” one

avoid looking at them. That had worked

you, Master Damien,” I cried and one of the men slapped me