A Sex Slavee To Alien Masters

“Are you owned by just one woman, do you think?” I asked him.

“No,” he told me, “we are owned by a group. I believe our services at the couplings are sold to different groups of women. Sometimes we service our owners and sometimes the women they loan us to.”

“A big one with a vicious scar across her forehead named Nu-reeh is our main owner,” Master Bane said moving his wounded arm around. “She stopped a particularly nasty one from taking off my arm this time.”

We moved into the bedroom and Master Christof laid me on my back on the bed. It was so much more comfortable than the floor. Lazily, I stretched out on it. Master Christof had Left me wrapped in the blanket and it slowly slid off my breasts, exposing me. I started to pull it back and was stopped by Master Kein.

Master Damien and Master Evan were both standing and staring at me.

Master Christof, Master Bane, and Master Kein had sat around me and were also watching. I didn’t move. The way they were looking at me was so strange. le are exhausted,” Master Damien said. es, Master Damien, you look tired,” I answered.

are meant to sate our thirst, not ignite it,” Master Bane insisted

that comment and just lay

not be feeling this now. It is time for resting,” Master Evan stated running a hand through

looked so confused, so perplexed. I wanted to help them, but I wasn’t really sure what their problem was. I

Christof declared

the bed around me. The men stretched their sore joints and found comfortable positions. I listened to

Angela’s Library

on the bed. It was so good my owners were home, I’d been worried about them. Sleeping with other men was not nearly as

had my habits.

but they didn’t sound like

I saw he was looking at me. I turned my head and Master

I upsetting you, Masters?” I