A Sex Slavee To Alien Masters

When I became winded Master Damien called a halt to me and I knelt before him. He wanted me closer to him, so I crawled into his lap and rested.

“So, Ronal, you’ve seen a slave that had this problem before?” he asked stroking my stomach.

“Yes, many lunar cycles ago,” Ronal said simply.

“I believe they were from the red mountains.”

Master Evan was irritated. Ronal was being evasive and dragging this out. First the dancing and now he was giving the same information he’d already told them. Master Bane agreed and his anger started to rise. Their emotion was combining and mixing internally, readying to spill over.

Men don’t think right when their tempers are up, I reminded them and the fire all receded into the background.

“You’ve mentioned that, Ronal. What else do you know?” Master Damien asked calmly.

the mark, the woman had to be kept

mine. It would not be an outcast. The bit about us being “attached” to our children wasn’t really news to me, but it

about that part, but I ignored it. My curiosity had to

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sold the boy and

Mistress Nu-reeh will claim the child as hers. That’s what the other woman did. She put the boy in a family. What

you as unusual?” Master Damien asked. “They seem to

than any of you that choose this Life,” Ronal

examining me, “Only wondering why this happened to us is

passed between us. The bond was unusual. That was what they had

but I had. They neglected to tell Ronal they were already intimately

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