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?”

have been busy,” he said simply Looking

greeting all of them. I admired each of them individually and commented

“Did you buy me back,

had me for four

on a chaise with his

you can’t keep it, you

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name me, and they never touched me. They left the old mark on my stomach. They treated me like they were my Keepers,

all I

for their ability to solve puzzles. They enjoy things that are complicated. Keeping you for ourselves, the

Master Damien explained.

them,” I