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 of everyone

was right. I blinked and tried to focus on why

If you

don’t like slavery anymore,” Master Evan said as

are family, not a

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

wish to see you harmed, we will still call

Angela’s Library

you, Master Damien,“ I said

don’t have to call us Master if it’s just us,” Christof

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

Brother,” Evan sighed, “free things should be

If I was free I could say no to them, that didn’t seem possible. They knew I loved what they did to me when I wasn’t pregnant. The collective decided I would still have sex with them whenever they wanted, because they brought me