A Sex Slavee To Alien Masters

Welcome back everyone!

An explanation I should have made last time – anal sex isn’t “safe” sex. Sperm anywhere near the vagina is dangerous in a fertile woman, assuming you don’t want her to get pregnant. Obviously there is less chance the Little spermies will swim to the right place, but there is a chance. That’s the point I was making several chapters back.

Comments are always welcome – I’m always trying to improve. Let me know what you think good or bad.

We walked through the courtyard and a mild breeze blew through. It wasn’t too warm and it wasn’t too cold. I thought of Hannah and what she had said. This was the perfect place to live. The women had chosen wisely for the men.

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Other men came and greeted Damien and his Brothers. They commented right away on how different I looked. Had it not been for the distinctive tattoo on my leg, they would not have known which slave I was.

not well, Damien,” a man’s

ill-cared for,” Damien said flippantly, “but we have used it and

men about sex with me. They obviously did, but I had been lucky not to have

in it’s purpose would certainly be worth fixing. Sex was all that ever really mattered, I

going home, but the men walked toward the bathhouse. Damien stretched and said a soak would feel good. After the morning searching for the shopkeeper and the long ride here the men

my sparse ornamentation at their alcove in the wall. I grinned at the familiar setting. We walked toward the pool and

flung herself at me. She threw her arms around my neck and held me so tight I could barely breath. Unlike her usual demure

Rose cried in my arms I held her tight. All of us that were slaves had lost so much. We only had our friendships and I knew

okay,” I whispered to

promise everything

partially in English and broken by sobs. Otherwise the men in the bathhouse might have

shushed her and stroked her