A Sex Slavee To Alien Masters

The strange purple cream was put on my skin and rubbed in. I marveled at the soft feel it left behind once the color faded. It was the best moisturizer I’d ever encountered.

Once Evan was done I followed him silently into the kitchen and found my place, now between him and Christof. id it complain, brother?” Master Damien asked as he ate.

“Questions, brother, forever with the questions, but very little complaining. You are learning, aren’t you Ciara?” Master Evan asked me.

“Yes, Master Evan,” I replied taking a bite from between his fingers.

The talk at the table was pleasant and I was distracted from feeling the plug up my ass. I was dying to know how Long they were going to leave it in. Obviously, my questions were annoying, so I just figured I’d wait and see. I hoped they would take it out eventually.

After breakfast I was dressed in a panel outfit and my earrings like the day before. There was a pad in the bedroom and I was instructed to kneel. I waited while they all got ready. The plug wasn’t bothering me necessarily; I just wanted to know how Long I was going to have to wear it.

I Looked mournfully at Master Damien once he was dressed but didn’t say anything. He Looked at me Like he was waiting for something. The post experience was still forefront in my mind; I didn’t want to go back there. Being shaved bald Like Master Evan had threatened sounded awful, too. I just sat quietly.

As we walked outside, Master Damien addressed me, “The General will be giving an announcement today. You are to look at him when he is speaking. You may speak to him if he speaks to you. He has no patience for obnoxious slaves. If you treat him with disrespect, you will get much more than time at the posts. Do you understand me?”

“Yes, Master Damien,” I answered him as we made our way downstairs.

The courtyard was a busy place this morning. I kept my eyes on the back of Master Damien’s heels and followed him to a spot. I noticed their mark was on the ground where we were standing. He laid my kneeling place over their mark and they all stood behind me. I knelt down and waited. Except for the shuffling of feet it was quiet; no one was talking. Belonging © NôvelDram/a.Org.

Using my peripherals, I saw other groups standing around their slave.

Only about one third of the groups had a slave. Considering the work they put into having one that made sense. The way they determined I needed to be cared for made having me a full time job.

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The General’s booming voice was hard to miss. He was on a tall platform in the middle of the compound. I looked up dutifully at him while he talked. According to him, women from the blue mountains were taking men from the village. He congratulated my Warriors on finding the last shopkeeper they had stolen

There was talk that sounded Like strategy on how they would patrol. I wished I had watched more military shows with my uncles, I might have understood some of what he was saying.

After the talk nobody moved. The General disappeared off the platform, but no one else got up to speak. I snuck a glance over and saw another slave sitting with her hands in her Lap and her head down. I did that.

With nothing else to do I inspected the panels the men had put on me.

They were white today and bordered in silver blue thread. The stitching around the edges was intricate and detailed, whoever had done this had put time into it. It really was Lovely, see through, but lovely.

“So Damien, you and your brothers have acquired an Earth slave then?” I heard from right in front of me.

The General’s boots appeared in my frame of vision and I held my breath. His feet were enormous, the man must be a giant.

“Yes, General we have,” responded Master Damien politely.

“Let me see it,” he said and I froze.

“Ciara, get up,” Master Evan commanded from behind me.

I rose and kept my eyes down. A massive finger lifted my chin until I was Looking up at him.