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.

whispered before I kissed him, “I

the room I greeted each of them with a kiss and spoken affection. They relaxed and

on the bed for a Long time. Well, they talked, I listened. I only spoke to get more detail or to agree. Otherwise, I stayed silent and gave them someone

a General. A General led the men, Damien didn’t mind that. He hated knowing every

you?” I asked

Perhaps pain and humiliation was at the root. Slaves could be treated in

my Lap, “we are not

they feed you?” I asked stroking Evan’s hair. “Are you kept in a comfortable

I ran a hand up his

the mountains with them. We don’t want to be sold to their cousins in the afternoons,” he said. “We were not

back

could fight them,” Bane said, “perhaps we could be