A Sex Slavee To Alien Masters

“Look at me,” he commanded.

I complied quickly and saw the deep frown marring his features. He looked as tired as I still felt. Evidently they weren’t sleeping well either.

“You have seen what happens to slaves that try to escape repeatedly,” he said gesturing to the skeleton along the wall.

“Yes, Master Damien, I won’t try to escape again. I promise,” I said meekly.

Master Christof placed my collar back around my neck. The ornate cuffs were reattached to my wrists and ankles. Master Evan laid a kneeling place at my feet and gestured. I knelt down and took a long drink from him. They also fed me a Large portion of the worms

Once I was done they stood me up and wrapped me in the bulky brown tunic. Master Damien motioned for me to follow him. I did, but the wound on my foot gave me a nasty Limp. Master Evan slung me into his arms and carried me to the waiting transport pad.

Once we were home they took me straight to the shower. I panicked when they removed my collar and cuffs, but they just wanted to clean underneath them. As they scrubbed and washed me Master Bane spoke up.

most slaves do, but it seemed that way. The

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I promise,” I

our care, Ciara. We will take you to explore if that is what you

Christof advised.

slave has ever been,” Master Evan

Evan,” I said

struck you and more upset when he tried to…” Christof

He had looked horrified.

to strike

Master Damien,” I replied watching the dirty water

shoulder. “We could not bear to see them touch