A Sex Slavee To Alien Masters

My owners arrived at Lunch and Master Kein escorted my tutors out. Everyone tried to keep Master Damien distracted until the men were gone, his temper was threatening to burst out of control.

“We have a surprise, Ciara,” Christof said Lightly and that made Master Damien smile.

They did have a surprise for me, one they had been carefully hiding all morning. I hadn’t sensed anything about it from them. Only Christof had seen the surprise and he was making a point not to think about it. They wanted to see my face when I saw what they’d gotten me. Christof presented me with a brown bag and I looked curiously at him.

“Only I looked at it,” he explained grinning, but I still didn’t know what it was. Christof was very good at keeping secrets. Usually that irritated Damien, but it had been fun today.

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I opened the bag and was thrilled. They had found me knitting needles and yarn in their colors. They had paid attention when I said I wanted to knit my child a blanket. It had seemed important to me, so they wanted to make it happen.

Grateful for their thoughtfulness I hugged and kissed each of them. That seemed to finish calming Master Damien down.

in the mountains started to take on a normal feel. It became a repetitive pattern of Lessons and

all the things that lived in the hills. Other days we would fly into the mines and she would teach me how to get the ore.

and how to get to them.

knew about every race that was down in the valley. By the end of the day I knew what dangers awaited the salesmen below us. If they should need help,

I prayed enough of it would stay with me. Everyday felt like I was

wasn’t like I could offer any help or assistance. While I knew I would unconditionally love my child, I felt useless in helping

lack of confidence and fear distracted them.

and sewing relaxed me. Making blankets for the child made me feel useful. At least my child would have something soft and warm to be wrapped in. I was provided with as many supplies as I needed and encouraged to

knitting had another benefit. It gave me something to do when my only responsibility was to be present and listen. Often Nu-reeh had me sit and watch my Masters’ couplings while she spoke with her Sisters. She found my productivity to be a good thing and demanded I

their hierarchy and their interactions. Eventually, I learned what was appropriate

to be met. Whenever we came across a new practice Nu-reeh would make sure I understood completely. She was quite clear in her belief I should know exactly what was expected of a female. I did my

a drastic change took place. One night my owners decided that

was easily made sore. The act itself required a great deal of energy, particularly with five men to satisfy. It became an issue one night and