A Sex Slavee To Alien Masters

The story my owners made up was quite believable. The cleaners had interfered with a delicate experiment, my owners wanted to do their own cleaning now. It was an oddity in the compound, but as a rule, my owners were an oddity. They only demanded that the supplies be brought to them once every eight days.

During the day I still went to the Keepers, but at night I was truly their slave. Once we were back in the apartment they stripped me of my one outfit and I was put to work. I scrubbed and cleaned the apartment top to bottom as they engaged in their research.

My temporary owners had carefully debated if I really needed to go to the Keepers at all. They could save that money entirely if I just stayed in their rooms. Lucky for me, they decided that would be too obvious. The other slave owners might notice if I disappeared altogether.

The men brought out the brown outfits early one morning and I squealed with delight. They found the sound annoying and told me never to make it again. The smile never left my face despite the scolding. We were going to see my Masters.

Their transport went faster than the other transports in the area.

Several Warriors raced them as we headed to the mountains. These men had made the transport they owned far superior to anyone else’s. I knew that it pleased them to win the little races, in their own way, they were very competitive.

would get to see my owners, my friends, and my lovers. I wished I had a gift for them. If I’d thought

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them. They started the fire and inspected the Little dwelling.

them fun

them said sounding happy. “Five days of women and fighting, we are very Lucky men. I have no idea what you do for Damien and his Brothers, but I assume they are happy to have

he removed

to kneel, but I was too excited. After checking outside for the third time and letting the hot air out,

must come here occasionally, but not

singing and cleaning to my heart’s content. I decided the cabin should

main room and I cleaned and straightened it. Since I was alone in the bedroom, I was still singing my song. A sound

into five

Damien and his Brothers looked horrible. Their clothing was still fine