A Sex Slavee To Alien Masters

“Yes, yes, yes I’ve missed you so much,” I said wiggling out of Master Bane’s arms, “I think of you everyday Masters. Tell me how you have been. Tell me everything you have done. Please, I need to know how you are,” I begged.

Taking a minute, I really admired them. Master Damien now wore a thick leather vest across his chest. The rest of the men’s clothing was finer with more ornamentation. Despite all the finery, they looked so tired.

“Was it a long trip to get here, Masters?” I asked stroking their chests. “Do you need to sleep? Should you rest? How did you get here? Did you run away?”

“Ah, the questions,” Master Damien Laughed. “No, we did not run away, we have several days off. We told the women we wished to be alone with each other and no women. They agreed. This place was our decision.”

I grinned up at him, they chose to come back to me.

“Please, Master Damien, please tell me how you have been?”

he said simply Looking down

took my time greeting all of them. I admired each of them individually and

had to ask, “Did you buy me back,

had me for four

on a chaise with his hands behind his

you can’t keep it, you really will

Angela’s Library

did not ornament me, they did not name me, and they never touched me. They left the old mark on my stomach. They treated me

was all I could think to

to solve puzzles. They enjoy things that are complicated. Keeping you for

Master Damien explained.

paid them,”