A Sex Slavee To Alien Masters

“How is it you were able to buy a slave?”

“This is not your concern,” my owner said stepping out of the pool.

For the first time, my owners seemed uncomfortable. I judged it was due to the amount of negative attention they were getting. Usually everyone just ignored them or was put off by their cold, contemptuous answers.

Their usual tactics to evade the attention of the other Warriors were not working.

I watched as they came toward me. The other men had not Let up and were actually following them. When they got close enough to me, I spoke up.

“Masters, I am so glad you returned. I missed you so much,” I said as authentically as I could.

I would sound when I saw Master Damien

you have missed us,” one of them said, as he bent down and scooped

to the men I called Master and they never touched me. Using the moment of confusion, my owners exited the pool and

we were inside and never mentioned the bath house. No one ever said it had been

returned to the eating area. A man brought food to the table and we

each lunar cycle on your world. How Long is a

Master,” I told him, “but the

different here. We can anticipate it will not follow the lunar cycle we are expecting it

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the conversation would never end. Having learned not to interrupt, I just sat as they determined

came to

human slaves had told them using the box for too many days caused that problem. It was a well known issue for men who kept