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.

never my Master; Christof

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

head I kissed him deeply. Kein bellowed and pinned Bane squarely

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It was important not to concentrate on what Christof had been thinking. Instead I focused on the glistening man stalking me from across

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with his shaft sliding between my tits Like he had been before he was interrupted. I grabbed the bottle of oil and poured

my chest and started to move his shaft between the mountains

around his shaft. Pregnancy,” I answer him licking his tip every time it neared my

breasts were sensitive, but Kein was gentle. He knew what hurt me and what did not. The pressure he

ALL they had to do was concentrate on their