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.

to look at other men. The same rules applied as at the compound. They would find a way to punish me here if I did not follow

their Keepers earlier. They saw my memories and knew I didn’t want to break their rules. My thoughts had been

my legs as I walked. It was remarkable how it

I agreed with them. Disagreeing felt wrong and brought discomfort. My instinct was to go with the

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it would be inedible for me, luckily my owners knew that. They had trained themselves to care for me well. They were certain they

My owners irritated the cooks serving the food they were so particular. One of the cooks snapped at Master Kein

cook about what I needed. The experience was confusing, because that 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 was doing both