A Sex Slavee To Alien Masters

“Your mark is always on me, Master Damien,” I said soothingly touching my stomach. “I know that you care for me everyday. It never occurred to me that without your collar, you would not think of me as yours.”

They were silent and I chanced a glance up. Their eyes were softer as Master Kein placed the jewelry in my nipples. My argument had worked.

“We are not Master in this room, Ciara. Did you forget that?” Damien asked instead.

“Hello, Damien,” I smiled looking up at him.

A N G E L A ‘s L I B R A R Y

I touched the lines of strain around his eyes and they softened slightly. I pulled on his shoulders until his lips came down to mine.

Damien,” I whispered before I

and spoken affection. They relaxed and took off their weapons.

I listened. I only spoke to get more detail or to agree. Otherwise, I stayed silent and gave them someone

new Life. Damien did not want to be a General. A General led the men, Damien didn’t mind that. He hated knowing every order he gave came from

you?”

and humiliation was at the root. Slaves could be treated in any way at all. I

across my Lap, “we are

Evan’s hair. “Are you kept in a comfortable

and I ran

don’t wish to be stationed in the mountains with them. We don’t want to be sold to their cousins in the afternoons,”

back

could fight them,” Bane said,