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 had always been my

was the internal command. It would upset them

Kein bellowed

more interference,” he

thoughts and cast sultry eyes on Kein. It was important not to concentrate on what Christof had been thinking. Instead I

in sweat and oil, he looked dangerous and wild. I patted the bed in front of me and

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do you want?” I asked him when he was

between my tits Like he had been before he was interrupted. I

my chest and started to move his

he grunted pulling them around his shaft. Pregnancy,” I answer him

what did not. The pressure he used was just enough to do what he wanted without causing

each other every time. ALL they had to do was concentrate on their Brother and it was like they were having