A Sex Slavee To Alien Masters

Christof laid behind me and kissed my neck as his Brothers wrestled. His hands drifted over my breasts down to cup my mons and play in the slick folds.

Kein made his demands known through the bond. He was next.

“Ciara is yours,” Christof soothed, “I only wished to keep her ready while you played.”

Christof was content behind me to watch his Brothers tussle.

He was also pleased about something else, but that was deeper and more hidden. Christof was pleased they did not refer to me as a slave in the bedroom and I was not required to call them Master. It was slow, but his Brothers were coming around to his way of thinking.

Slavery was wrong, in any form. If he had been bonded to them when they decided to go to the slave auction, he never would have allowed it. The sale of sentient beings was inappropriate and he had never understood the allure.

I turned to look at him and he smiled a sly smile at me. He’d never liked to treat me as a slave, but the push of the combined mind was strong. Fighting with them upset the balance, but subtle changes could be made.

friend. He was never my Master; Christof had always been

was the internal command. It would upset them if they knew what

bellowed and pinned Bane squarely in a

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It was important not to concentrate on what Christof had been

and wild. I patted the bed in front of me

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I asked him when he

Like he had been before he was interrupted. I grabbed the bottle of oil and

my chest and started to move his shaft between the

them around his shaft. Pregnancy,” I answer him licking his tip every

was gentle. He knew what hurt me and what did not. The pressure he used was

they didn’t mind watching each other every time. ALL they had to do was concentrate on their Brother and it