A Sex Slavee To Alien Masters

His brow crinkled a little as he looked at me. “Why would you do that?” he asked curiously.

“It feels good for humans, you might Like it, too.”

“Please go on,” he said motioning to his feet.

Starting with the bottoms I rubbed and massaged. When I was about done and ready to start on his legs he told me to go and do it to his brother, pointing to Master Christof.

I made my way around the entire room. By the time I was done with the last man they had all stretched out on their chairs. Their eyes were all closed and they were breathing like they were asleep.

Never in all the time that I had been with them had they slept in chairs. I wasn’t sure if I should just let them sleep or wake them.

didn’t look uncomfortable and

leave them be. Stretching out on the rug by the fire, I laid my head on my kneeling place. I

Christof‘s voice. “It is cold, Brothers. Give me the blanket,” he said as I opened

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a blanket and picked me up off the floor. I was chilly. The fire had burned lower

had not had anything since lunch and rumbled.

evening

blanket. My never dressed state did not allow me

hands around my icy feet. “It should be in the sleeping room after the sun has set or at least in a room with

felt good, rubbing briskly he took the chill out

The men all took some to eat. Master Christof held me in his

how much better it looked. Across the table I could see