A Sex Slavee To Alien Masters

The dining hall was crowded with men now. They didn’t pay my Masters much attention, except one group.

I didn’t look up as boots stopped by our table, but I knew who it was when I heard the voices.

“You are too weak to be her favorites,” the man said. “No one is better at keeping her attention than we are. Soon she will understand what pathetic sniveling creatures you really are and sell your worthless selves.”

Master Damien didn’t even acknowledge them. He chewed thoughtfully and took another bite swallowing it down with a swig from his cup.

“Meat’s better tonight,” Master Evan said.

Master Kein disagreed, “Still too heavy with the gravy.”

The man slammed what was most likely his fist on the table and Master Damien offered me a chunk of meat. I took it and chewed like I was supposed to, but the tension was rising in the air. This would not end peacefully.

family to get a Little more worked up. Master Damien and his Brothers were rulers of their tempers. They knew

other men surrounded our table and I swallowed what had been in my mouth. Master Damien was very clear in his internal command. When the fight started,

scrambled into my hiding spot. The fight started swiftly. The men were battling it out amid the shouting

to be ignored and under the table. A Larger part of me wanted to be out there with them, tearing

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compound. Their style was novel. Master Damien and his Brothers were fascinated at the moves they were using. Not to say the other men were winning, but

all the noise from the men. I peeked out and some women were entering the hall. The men separated like nothing had happened

until Master Damien motioned for me and I crawled back to my kneeling place. They fed me and talked as the

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