A Sex Slavee To Alien Masters

He was a large man with long slightly graying hair and a beard. His face had a nasty series of scars across his cheek. There was no humor in his eyes at all. He appraised me top to bottom.

“Nice to look at, but Earth slaves are hard to train, have you had problems yet?” he asked.

“No, General,” Master Damien said. Text © by N0ve/lDrama.Org.

I bobbed my head in agreement.

“What is it doing now?” the General asked releasing my chin. iara, what are you doing?” Master Damien asked.

“I’m agreeing with you, Master Damien. On my planet that meant, ‘yes’,”

I stuttered out.

A N G E L A ‘s L I B R A R Y

“Interesting, very well then, be sure to keep to the coupling schedule,” he said before moving on.

I sank back down to my resting place and thanked my lucky stars he hadn’t been in the market for a new slave.

After the General’s talk the Warriors stayed in the courtyard to discuss what he had said. I walked when I was told to walk and kneeled when I was told to kneel. The thing was still in my bottom, but it didn’t bother. The way it slid between my ass cheeks it felt Like it still had oil on it. I would have thought it would have been dry and sticking to me by now.

Several of the other Warriors we talked to had slaves. I heard a couple notice my earrings and ask Damien about them. Surprisingly the other men seemed to take no other notice of the nearly naked

woman walking with Master Damien’s family. I felt almost invisible.

The rest of the day was relaxed. We took our meal upstairs and the men sat around playing a card game. Finally, I had to ask, despite my better judgement.

“Master Damien?” I asked looking at him.

He put his cards down on the table and looked at me. I had been kneeling next to him. es, Ciara,” he replied raising an eyebrow.

Sir, how long are you going to leave this thing in my bottom?”

I barely got a chance to finish the question when the room erupted.

Everyone was slapping Master Evan on the back.

He got up and pulled me to my feet, dragging me back to the bedroom. My outfit was quickly removed and he pushed me toward the bed. The men filed in watching us, they all seemed to think this was really hilarious. As I watched them, they all start to strip. I had a feeling I knew where this was going.

“We’re going to take it out now, Ciara,” Master Evan said smiling deviously. “Usually we will put it into you in the morning and remove it before we go to the bathhouse in the evening.”

I backed away from him and slid along the side of the bed. I wasn’t sure I wanted to do this right now. Fear started to coil in my belly as they stalked toward me. I stammered out an apology and it was ignored.

Suddenly Master Kein was behind me and grabbed me around the waist.

Squealing, I instinctively struggled to get away. Being much stronger than me, he had not trouble holding me still.

Master Kein had removed his shirt, but was still wearing his pants. His state of undress was typical for the room. Pulling my back flush against his bare chest, he stroked the soft tissue of my breasts, tugging at the tips Lightly.