A Sex Slavee To Alien Masters

It was done and decided. I was not their slave anymore. My men were satisfied.

I fought the collective opinion and I could feel the disconnect causing a headache.

“Iam still a slave. You are still my Masters, There is nothing else I can do on this planet. If you don’t claim me, someone else will. I am not strong enough on my own, remember?” I asked.

Their sudden decision had me worried. I knew the reason everyone left me alone was because I was theirs. Without my powerful Masters, I was as good as dead.

“You are not a slave,” Master Evan insisted. “We could never part from you. You are part of us, you are family.”

“Do you want to be a slave?” Master Bane asked incredulous. “I know you don’t. I can’t understand your resistance.” I breathed deeply and tried to calm my rampaging thoughts.

“If I walk out of that flap,” I said pointing to the main door, “and tell those men I am not owned by Master Damien and his Brothers, what do you think will happen to me?”

Kein said echoing the thought

was right. I blinked and tried to focus on why they had to

by you all. If you stop claiming me, then I have no

Master Evan said as way of

family, not a

them see reason. “You can tell me that, Master Evan, but you can’t tell anyone else that.” They considered

harmed, we will still call you our

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you, Master Damien,“ I said politely,

call us Master if it’s

He was gloating actually. It had taken a long time, but

sighed, “free things should be left free.”

possible. They knew I loved what they did to me when I wasn’t pregnant. The collective decided I would still have