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.

I whispered before I

and spoken affection. They relaxed and took off their weapons. Still dressed they settled on the bed and pulled me down

for a Long time. Well, they talked, I listened. I only spoke to get more detail or to agree.

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 the women. They were slaves to the demands of the women and they despised

they harm you?” I

root. Slaves could be treated in any way at

across my Lap, “we are not

feed you?” I asked stroking Evan’s hair. “Are

and I ran a

be sold to their cousins in the

were free,” Christof said laying back and

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