A Sex Slavee To Alien Masters

“It will fade, Masters, I promise that kind of hit won’t Leave a mark,” I pleaded.

The men sat back down to talk, but Master Christof pulled me on his lap. He held both my hands in one of his, presumably so I couldn’t whack myself again. I Lay may head on his shoulder and relaxed.

I sat quietly for a while, but soon wiggled free and was tracing the lines on Master Christof’s palms. As I played with his long fingers I heard a sigh from Fuji’s owners.

“This is going to drive us mad watching you all. We wish to enjoy our Slave. This punishment is over,” one of them said and I heard them rise and leave the tent.

The Last man to leave told Master Damien they would see him tomorrow, but they were going to be occupied for the rest of the night. My men laughed outright at that.

This time, I asked. “What’s so funny?”

is one of the benefits of that type of slave,” Master Christof said stretching out now that there was more room, “that slave can take them many times. Except for

one sexual partner at a time?” I asked him looking into

proper stimulation you would respond just as favorably to us,” Master Christof

I blurted out. “I react more

“we are a far superior

they were very curious about it. Unlike his usual meetings it was to be held at

at the Keepers early. I noted each man was dressed in his

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that evening and didn’t want to talk to me. When I asked what had happened they told me it was

and more left out. My owners talked about almost nothing in front of me. Except for cleaning me, they rarely even touched me. ALL of them watched me,

They weren’t sleeping well, which was strange. When I woke up in the middle of the night they were sitting and talking by the

me to eat and watched me wistfully. Asking what was wrong got me no answers. Getting upset with them just earned me a