A Sex Slavee To Alien Masters

“She will not allow Ciara to be harmed,” Bane soothed his Brothers. “We will merely be uncomfortable until she is satisfied.”

We took the time to inspect the cave thoroughly. A hole in the back was for waste, we’d already found the water we could drink or use to wash with. The blankets would provide minimal bedding on the hard, cold floor.

“Guess this is why she told us not to insert Ciara’s plug,” Evan said staring at the bleak interior.

Not Like any of us would be thinking about sex while we were here. This place was going to be uncomfortable and trying. Nu-reeh would make sure of our discomfort.

I felt guilty, my face was chilly, but not the rest of me. Evan had bundled me in my long blue dress and, not one, but three brown outer layers. I’d been dressed very warmly for this excursion.

“She instructed us to,” Damien said patting my shoulder.

in so many layers I’d be warm even at night. They had not understood the directive at first, now it

found there was a sizable width before the drop off. It would be a near impossible feat to climb safely down, though. The men

what the rocks were for. Christof had done a

“I am quite

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this would be so much worse. At Least with the sorting room there

still some daylight left. The men took that as a sign

the men and attempted to entertain them. I sang and told stories, anything to make the

men felt the chill even through their jackets. It got worse as the sun dipped Lower in the sky. The

in front of us and we all stared at her. She dropped a small,

know why you