A Sex Slavee To Alien Masters

Evan sat on the edge of the tub behind me trying to clean and detangle my hair. By the feel of it, some of the knots were never going to come out.

“You may have to cut it,” I said quietly looking back.

“I’ve never had knots like this before. The wind in the mountains just tangled it so badly.”

Evan looked horrified.

“I would never do that to you,” he said shocked.

“You will never be cut. I will not cause you pain that way

my turn to be confused. “It doesn’t hurt to cut my hair. Pulling at the knots hurts my scalp, but cutting doesn’t. I

separate the tangled

we’ve told you this before,” Kein

Christof seconded the comment.

he really didn’t believe them. Pressured by the overwhelming opinion he

scabbard on his pile of clothes. He got in the bath and stood in front of me. Several strands of hair were pulled in front

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short work of the strands as I sat and

he told

and left Longer on the sides. If I was on Earth it would have been a very modern

Evan, thank

and up my neck before they continued my