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.

uncomfortable and the room

rug by the fire, I laid my head on my kneeling place.

a warm hand on my arm and heard Master Christof‘s voice. “It is cold, Brothers. Give me the blanket,” he said as

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a blanket and picked me up off the floor. I was chilly.

stomach took that chance to remind me it had not had anything since lunch and rumbled.

eat an evening meal, Ciara?”

snuggling into the warm blanket. My never dressed state did

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

hands were warm and felt good, rubbing briskly

men all took some to eat. Master Christof held me in his lap and fed me. It

the table I could see Master Bane’s wounds were also