A Sex Slavee To Alien Masters

Master Bane was sitting with me, watching me rest. He looked bored beyond belief. My stomach was finally still and I was awake. I wanted to get up, but Master Damien had said no. Now he came to sit on the bed beside me and feed me more of the stuff from the bag. It was gross, but I took it willingly.

“Ciara, we forbid you to have root drink. Do you understand me?” he asked sternly.

“Yes, Master Damien, but what if it’s the General or his brothers offering?” I asked him.

He sighed, “Must you always ask questions? The answer is the same. We forbade you to have it. Is that clear?”

“Yes, Master Damien. May I get out of bed now? I feel much better,” I said hoping I could do something. I was starting to get stir crazy.

“Supposed to be a good chuke game starting in the arena,” Master Bane said absently.

Master Damien looked at me like he didn’t quite trust me. “I will not have the dishonor of a sick slave hanging over us,” he said.

By the look on his face he really wanted to go to the game. I swore I was well and promised I would call him if I started to feel ill. My commentary did not faze him. Master Evan said they could set me close to the game and check on me frequently. Finally, Master Damien allowed us to go. I was placed into my flowing gauzy fabric and followed them out the door to the field.

“You are not to get up and cheer for us,” Master Damien commanded after they set up the area I would stay in. “You will kneel or sit and you may clap your hands together.”

“Yes, Master Damien,” I answered as I took my place.

When the other girls got there they were dying to know what happened after we left the bathing hall Last night, but we couldn’t talk quite as freely this time. The place Master Damien had put us was a lot closer to the field. Warriors kept coming into our area to lounge with their slaves.

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I cringed when a male hand ran down my arm. “Warmer than you Fuji,” the man commented.

I started to tremble fearing it was going to be another experience Like the bath house. Screaming like a baby would probably be unacceptable, so I sat quietly and waited.

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Master Evan had come in and sprawled out beside me. He looked up into my face and noticed the tears. Before I could do anything else he had scooped me up and was walking toward Master Damien. I saw the rest of my owners coming toward us.

“Is it ill, Evan?” Master Damien asked under his breath Looking down at me.

Before I could answer Master Evan quietly told him I had been making tears again. I was surprised they remembered the word.

“I’m sorry, Master Damien,” I whispered to him, “another man touched me and it scared me. I don’t like it when other men touch me. Please, make him stop, Masters.”

Looking at the tent, Master Damien sighed and spoke. “That other man will be one of your Keepers when we are called out. We will return the favor by keeping their slave when they are unavailable. He will not harm you and he is permitted to touch you…when he keeps you.”

“Now he just seems to be trying to rile Damien,” Master Bane smirked.

“You did take a point from him, brother,” Master Kein said referring to the game and evidently finding humor in the situation.

“And this gives him a right to touch what is ours?” Master Damien asked stroking the tears from my cheek.

The other men’s faces darkened at the thought and I knew they agreed with Master Damien.