A Sex Slavee To Alien Masters

Master Damien took my hand and guided me to feel the strange fabric. It was thick like wool, but soft as silk. They were right, it would probably be warm.

“The weather here is colder than even the cabin, Ciara,” Master Damien told me.

“Now stop disagreeing with us. It serves no purpose,” he scolded.

“Yes, Master Damien,” I answered.

The overwhelming desire was to go with the prevailing opinion anyway. Holding my own differing opinion was uncomfortable. It was easier to relax and be like them.

I did get one piece of clothing that looked like clothes. Soft boots were produced and slipped onto my feet. They went up to my knees. Even if a breeze got underneath my dress, I would still be warm.

After dressing me in my outfit and brushing my hair, we stepped back into the hall. I didn’t hear voices, so I glanced around. The act infuriated Master Damien.

They would find a way to punish me here if I did not follow the

memories and knew I didn’t want to

remarkable how it kept

and brought discomfort.

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Master Bane said reaching out and taking my

inside and tables set

Damien assured me as he put my kneeling place by a

the furniture and managed to

luckily my owners knew that. They had trained themselves to care for me well. They were certain they would find something I

owners irritated the cooks serving the food they were so particular. One of the cooks snapped at Master Kein because he was being too

wasn’t what I was doing. My mind couldn’t seem to decide if I was talking to a cook about food or kneeling on a kneeling place at the table. It seemed I