A Sex Slavee To Alien Masters

“You could pleasure yourselves with your hands,” I said hopefully, “or I could pleasure you with my hand.”

That would be unheard of. A man’s seed must be deposited in a living vessel. Anything Less would be a terrible insult. Their essence should only be left somewhere alive.

The collective opinion clashed with my own and Christof gasped at my take on the matter.

“It is a form of control,” he said softly while rising to pace the floor. “We could make our own release, but the women want us to depend on them for it.”

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Damien started to understand and slowly they all did. The women force them to look forward to the horrible couplings by making sure they didn’t get relief any other way. Damien and his Brothers had never looked at it like that.

A strange memory occurred to me. My uncles had used socks and towels to clean up the resulting mess when the pleasured themselves. The women just didn’t want the men using their seed Like that.

with women. The slaves in the compound were obviously an appeasement for overanxious Warriors who would not wait. Slaves kept men on

with five small towels. I sat up and watched him hand them out. Everyone was excited and perplexed about doing

this was wrong and never encouraged to do it. It was

knew they’d feel better if it seemed

said softly and to

followed suit and I watched fascinated at their impromptu circle jerk. They

he was already stimulated from what we’d done. His Brothers followed in

won a certain freedom today. The women could not control them this way. If they felt the urge again, they had an outlet. There was nothing wrong

to catch their seed were all taken to the lavatory and washed. We were all elated at their new found freedom. They felt a measure of

Master Damien said to me with a grin, “we enjoy the way you see

him and petted my growing belly. Freedom felt good and I was glad my daughter would have

I had only my five men for company, but they were always present. My thoughts were a constant amalgamation of mine and theirs. It forced us to know each other and compromise on even the littlest thing. As my belly

grew very close. We experienced each other in ways