A Sex Slavee To Alien Masters

“Yes,” I whispered as his fingers trailed down to inspect my prominent hip bones.

One of Damien’s Large hands wrapped around my forearm and down to the cuff on my wrist. It was so Loose he could almost put a finger under it.

“Get in the water,” he said hoarsely gesturing to where Kein and Christof were waiting.

The bath was warm and inviting as I stepped in the tub. It also shielded me from their piercing stares, which were making me uncomfortable. Sinking down, I looked into Christof’s bright eyes. He didn’t speak and just started to slowly soap and wash my body.

I felt Kein fiddling with my collar and cuffs. As he removed them I felt the stirring of panic. My eyes were wide and my breathing amped up as I looked up at him.

“These do not have our symbol on them. These have Rue’s symbol,” he said watching me closely.

Angela’s Library

will put you in

that made sense, my reaction to it had been so primal, though. Looking at the dirty metal he was correct. Nu-reeh had thought of everything, the symbol on the metal was

clean your hair,”

your head back and

silently for

you?” he whispered in my

a day,”

into the main room pulling the leather drape closed behind him. I heard his booming

you hungry?”

I looked, you’d think I was ravenous all the time. “No, I never was hungry. She always gave me this same stuff to eat.

Christof asked with a