A Sex Slave To Alien Masters (Erotica)

“You are well paid for your services, even if Nu-reeh does not understand the value of what she gives you. To talk of rebellion when you are so finely compensated is dishonorable. Would it be better to be without a job and be worthless to your Mistress? I think not, Masters, I believe it is better to be like you are now,” I finished and held my breath.

“It is better,” Master Damien said slowly, “to be a slave?”

“They pay you, Master, you are not a slave,” I argued holding my ground.

“They do not wish to pay us,” Bane said irritably, “Nu-reeh told us we would not need it, but we liked the stones so much she continues to bring them.”

“Because you are not slaves,” I told Bane, “you are servants. Servants can demand things like payment or days off, Masters.”

“We cannot leave without permission,” Christof reminded me.

“Just like you could not leave the compound?” I asked. “When that was your job, weren’t you told to stay? Was it honorable to leave the compound when you didn’t have permission, Masters?” I asked.

“This is not the same,” Master Evan said. “We are not free men allowed to roam. We are slaves, tethered to our Mistress’s wishes.”

“Slaves are not paid, Master Evan,” I said shaking my head. “Slaves do not have days off. You are given things a slave does not get.”

The men considered what I said, but still looked doubtful. I hoped it would make a difference. They would not succeed if they did not accept this life.

A small motion at the end of the turn in the walls got my attention, though. I thought I saw something move. As I watched intently the men all turned to look.

“I thought I saw something move,” I said quietly.

Master Damien and Master Bane bounded in that direction and the rest tucked me against the wall to our right. The men stood at the ready and then relaxed.

“Nothing there, Ciara,” Master Evan told me, but Master Damien was still all the way at the end of the passage with Master Bane.

“How do you know what he saw?” I asked. “There could be something there.”

“We have a bond, Ciara,” Master Christof said. “Damien and Bane saw nothing there. Were you just trying to distract us?”

“No,” I huffed, “I really saw something, Master Christof.”

“No tracks,” Master Bane said, “nothing there, the slave was only trying to draw our attention away.”

I argued with them all the way back to the cabin that I wasn’t trying to distract them. I only stopped talking about it because they offered me a drink. I took the water and then they each took some.

“There are better ways to turn our attention, Ciara,” Master Kein told me.

“I wasn’t trying to turn your attention from anything, Master Kein,” I argued as they stripped me out of my brown cover and soft foot covers.

“This for instance is a good way,” Master Kein continued to insist as he pulled at my nipples.

I tried to step toward him to take the strain off them. Master Bane stopped me by trapping my arms behind my back and holding me. Master Kein continued to pull and twist the rings on my nipples until they throbbed in time with my heartbeat. The hot sting shot to my cunt and I started to feel soaking wet in my folds.

Master Christof took the chain at my waist and unhooked it. He threw it and the panel aside. Now I stood nude in the main room as Master Kein tormented my breasts. They didn’t undress themselves, so I wondered where this would go.

Suddenly, they released me.

“Perhaps a meal, Brothers,” Master Damien said heading for their bags.

“No,” I roared launching in front of Master Damien. “I need you, Masters, now.”

“You are being punished for being a willful slave,” Master Damien grinned. “We have learned much from the other men in the mountains about humans. Being denied release is a tactic used in other compounds. We thought it would be very effective.”

“I can make my own release, Master,” I said cockily and immediately regretted that comment.

Master Evan bound my arms behind me from my wrists to my elbows. I couldn’t go through this again.

Pushing a kneeling place with my foot I placed it in front of Master Damien and knelt down. I kissed his boots and begged forgiveness.

“Ask my Brothers,” he said simply.

I pushed the kneeling place around the room with my foot and begged each of them while kissing their boots. By the time I reached the last man I was pleading shamelessly. Last time I’d been bound like this it had lasted all day. I couldn’t go through that again.This text is © NôvelDrama/.Org.

Master Bane undid the bonds and I turned to hug him. He tilted my face to his and kissed my lips voraciously. I poured all my passion back at him.

“I am hungry, Damien, but not for meat,” he said running a hand down my body.

Master Bane’s hand landed on my hip and drifted to a round meaty butt. I knew what he liked lay between my cheeks. He wanted my ass, he loved it, so I offered it to him.

I stepped away from him, much to his surprise. Leaning over the table on widely spaced feet I spread myself with my hands. The plug and my still sopping pussy were lewdly displayed in this position. I stroked the plug with my fingertips and moaned when a second set joined mine.

Master Bane slowly pulled at the plug until is slipped from me.

“You will not need this to fill you,” he said huskily.

I continued to hold myself open, expecting an assault. Instead I felt hot breath lower on my wet pussy lips. Master Evan licked and nibbled running his tongue teasingly over my clit for several minutes.

“This is what I have been craving, Brothers,” Master Evan said running his fingers where his tongue had been.