A Sex Slavee To Alien Masters

I was draped, once again, in the light fabric over my breasts and the juncture of my thighs. It covered virtually nothing, but it was in the right colors. My men looked appraisingly at my form accented with their colors.

Fredrick had a brown outfit I could be wrapped in and sold them it and a kneeling place. All the other new ornamentation they had bought would be delivered to our rooms later. We went to the cafe and had a meal as we had several times before. The men were visibly annoyed as I knelt to take my food.

“Family should sit together for a meal,” Bane muttered under his breath.

I stroked his thigh and kissed it Lovingly.

After dinner we went back to Fredrick’s, which I found odd. Silly me, we went back to pick up my collar and cuffs. The smooth metal was wrapped around me and I was once more emblazoned with the family emblem.

Mia fluffed my hair and looked at her Master.

playing with the roughly

so you can ornament it,” Fredrick said watching

Angela’s Library

a human to cut the hair. It is not like you my friend,

the comment and Damien let out a surprised

We will not tell

my hair with small gold scissors. She kept the same general shape

Evan questioned

answered remembering his title. “Pulling it

work Mia had done. Before they dressed me in the dull brown outfit, the men ran their fingers through the hair. It looked better this way, they

hair again,” Evan said as we flew over the

and did