A Sex Slavee To Alien Masters

He raised an eyebrow at me and swung again landing the next hit in the same place on my other leg. I had expected him to hit with the entire length of the leather. He didn’t. Damien snapped the flogger each time kissing the skin with the implement.

“Thank you, Damien.”

The snap of the flogger was accompanied by the sting each time. It was a strange sensation, like an itch you can’t quite scratch. The sounds coming from my mouth could easily be described as a mix between pleasure and pain. I found myself raising up to meet the snaps involuntarily.

The men noticed and I felt their hands on my arms and my stomach further securing me to the bed. It was strange and unexpected that the gentle touch made me feel protected and cocooned. My muscles stopped straining against the rope and I relaxed further with each strike.

“Will you bite me?” Damien asked simply when he had reached the top of my thighs.

“No, Damien,” I panted almost wanting more.

them up across my prominent nipples until four

this, the moaning woman beneath them, taking the pain they offered with absolute trust. ALL of them

the dangerous man standing between my legs. Damien had flicked the Lashes to Land on the

N G E L A ‘s L I

asked as

I whispered

this time on the opposite breast and moaned as each strand

as many times as he asked. Each slap on my

won’t feel teeth, will I?” He asked dipping his fingers

cut short as he pinched my clit. The garbled sound that came out did not please him. Damien made me answer again

not bite you,” I promised and his fingers slid