A Sex Slavee To Alien Masters

“Ciara,” Master Damien scolded looking askance at me. “That was an embarrassingly Light punishment and we are not weak men. Stop with this line of thinking.”

We arrived back at our quarters and my men cleaned and wrapped their wounds. I tried to help, but they had done this before and knew what to do for one another. They pecked me on the lips and made their way to the mating chamber in good humor

Despite the irritation the men had at the thought, I still believed that they were strange creatures. The pain didn’t even phase them. They barely acknowledged it, yet they would rather die than Live without even one Brother.

“We’re tough,” Master Bane had argued.

“Not easily undone,“ Master Evan had informed me.

Strange nonetheless, I still thought.

That afternoon I sat in our apartment and experienced my men mating with the women. Since I didn’t have anyone talking to me, I was forced to really feel what my men went through.

Nu-reeh took Master Evan. Dinah took

picked the man they wanted and quickly divided him from the group. Here in the mountains the women made no show of allowing men to

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females absolutely controlled the mating. They fought viciously with the men until they had them flat on their backs on the cold stone floor. Once the men were down, they had to stay still and let the women mount

erection was pulled from him anyway. Dinah straddled my friend and her vaginal area literally sucked him in. Within moments the tight heat

suckers could be used to drag the

except Christof. His prior impotence in the face of his stress had been unheard of. Since he was functional again the women took him

and on. The women mated their chosen men and then released them. When they were ready to fight and fuck, they took them again. My family was tired and hungry when they came back to me

they enjoyed my soft hands gliding over their skin. I avoided touching the places that hurt and they liked that, too. The women always made a point to dig into their sensitive spots. This was a small joy they had longed for in the many moons we had

this strange and bizarre world. Tonight it was dreams of the wide plains Leading to the mountains. I was there as they battled and subdued the bandits

came to teach me

the men were working to fix it.

wore on their shoulders. They were brands that told you not only what family they belonged to, but the small unique marks around the edges told you who their breeders were for