A Sex Slavee To Alien Masters

My eyes should stay closed, but I had to know what they were doing.

Looking wildly around I saw the man between my legs had his pants down at his knees. He was oiling his cock Liberally.

I would not watch them rape me. I turned my head to the side and felt the hot tears leaking out. Willing my body to relax so I would not be hurt more, I gave up.

The man was Laying on top of me now. His cock was pressed at the entrance to my womanhood. I felt his breath in my ear as he spoke. lere someone claiming you they would not allow this,” he said quietly.

“A slave that is owned can only be used by its Masters.”

My own breath shuddered out and I opened my eyes watching the wall beside us. He was right. My owners, were they claiming me, would never allow this.

The man pressed against me as I whimpered on the floor with tears running down my face. He was hard and Large. The bulbous head started to slip into me and he stilled his movements. Some part of me was still lucid enough to be grateful he didn’t just ram himself home in a single push. I wasn’t ready and, oil or not, I would probably tear.

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passed on the floor from the direction of the window. I didn’t look to see who it was, it didn’t matter. When these men were done, the ones still outside would probably take a turn also. It would just give them reason

top of me said and pulled himself

and I could hear him dressing. Suddenly my arms and legs were free, but I

left. They were busy talking about

heard the hum of the transport glide away I pulled my legs up and wrapped into a ball. I felt

all practical purposes I had been taken without my consent multiple times, but it never left me feeling like

was probably more for their pleasure than my comfort. I remembered my old boyfriend with the Chevy complaining because it chafed him when I wasn’t wet enough. He’d brought Vaseline one time, because he hated the dryness. My owners were never

calmer, I took the chance to look around. The pitcher and the bowl were there again, but this time they had

recognize the logo then it wasn’t my

wasn’t supposed to take gifts from them either. If I wanted to go back home, I had to prove I was loyal to my Warriors. Begrudgingly,

a sip of the water, I kept thinking. That kind of idea was going to get me into trouble. The decision was already