A Sex Slavee To Alien Masters

“I cannot do it. It is worse than before, we are completely broken.”

“No, Master Damien, that’s not true,” I said softly.

“You are with your Brothers. Your bond will be repaired. Eat a few bites for me, please, Master Damien.”

The expression on his face was heart breaking. I just wanted to comfort him, but I was determined to help him. I ignored his pained Look and helped prop him up, so I could feed him a few bites.

The impression I got was they had not eaten in some time, the other man had been quite insistent. For now, Master Damien didn’t refuse and took the warm gruel. Soon he had finished the entire bowl. His eyes drifted shut and he settled back after he was done.

My lower back was sore and my belly ached slightly as I struggled to my feet, but I ignored it. One of them had eaten. That had to be a good thing. Hopefully, Nu-reeh would be pleased and the most I would suffer would be an aching back.

I tried to feed Master Kein next, but he just stared at me dully when I managed to wake him. In an effort to gain his attention I pulled his hand to my breast. I petted myself with his fingers until he was more alert. Still, he refused to speak or acknowledge what I wanted him to do.

gruel over my right nipple. It was warm and

Kein,” I said

then sat up on his own. He Leaned forward and ate the warm mess off my flesh. Stubborn man refused to take it any other way for the remainder of

and full. By the time Master Kein was done something strange had started

two had eaten. Using a rag I wiped away the sticky feeling and errant breast milk, but it continued to appear in little beads. It would stop when it wanted to,

next. I knelt on his mat and sat the bowl down. Perhaps I

grabbed me. A sharp yelp escaped my lips as I was pulled down. He moved swiftly rolling onto

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the top of my stomach to my nipple. It didn’t take him long to realize hard sucking

my nipples with his hands. He tossed

and had to smile. He’d removed the nipple rings that held the other men’s crest. I was elated, that must mean they were

until I was dry and tender. I was sure I wasn’t producing enough milk to make a substantial meal for a full grown man, so I fed him from