A Sex Slavee To Alien Masters

“I took you to the clearings in the forest,” he said, “I always knew where I was going. You were very fond of wandering, though. I never understood it.”

They were being impossible, so I changed my tact. I pointed to a hill in the distance and asked if we could go see it. Having a destination made the men feel better and we walked in that direction.

I asked about all the different little plants around us. There were also several sets of tracks made by animals. They seemed happy to tell me about the animals that had made the prints in the ground.

What I really wanted to know about was that strange sexual encounter we had just had. What was the purpose of me not calling them Master in the bedroom? It seemed like it was important to them, but I couldn’t figure out why. I was disgusted with myself for not having the courage to talk about it. Instead, I just made small talk and enjoyed their company.

Over the next four days, I never asked them about the strange new rule.

We made Love daily, sometimes twice daily, and the new rule stuck. They did not want to be called Master in the bedroom, ever.

down or I

the sadness. The men seemed to be

see you again, Ciara,” Master Damien told me. “You must keep our

Damien. It was a good plan, Sir,”

they started to take their colors off of me, I didn’t cry. I would see them again, they

arrived some time Later. Master Damien warned them to dress me in several Layers of the dull brown cloth. The cold weather in the early evening would chill my sensitive skin. I smiled sadly knowing who truly cared

like they had been to hell and back, but they were happy about it. I imagined most men on this world must

anyone else the way Master Damien and his Brothers

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kept me adored the women and looked forward to their turn with them. Master Damien and his Brothers hated the women and had unlimited access to them. Perhaps they would learn, I thought, and grow to

was kept for them, if they didn’t want me I would certainly be sold. The very idea of being owned and used by different men turned my stomach. I loved

at the Keepers I couldn’t contain my excitement. I told