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 kissed him,

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

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

and their 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 harm you?”

dislike they had had to stem from something. Perhaps pain and humiliation was at the root. Slaves could be

my Lap,

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

that,” Kein complained and I ran a hand up

with them. We don’t want to be sold to their cousins

Christof said laying back and throwing a hand over his

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