A Sex Slavee To Alien Masters

We left the compound and passed the village. I wasn’t sure where we were going. We travelled for what must have been hours. Suddenly I understood why I was in two layers though. It was getting colder. My owners were talking, so I did not interrupt, but I wondered where they were taking me.

The ground underneath us was rough and getting rockier. The small amount of vegetation was squat. Except for the chill in the air, I felt like we were going back to the village I had been placed in for punishment. There was no one around here.

Looking ahead I panicked, we were headed for the mountains. The Large grey slopes were looming closer and closer.

“Masters, why are you taking me to the mountains?” I asked loudly. fou are not going to the mountains,” the man with long dark hair said, “we are.”

Obtuse, illogical creatures, I cursed silently. We were all heading to the mountains.

Eventually, a low building came into view. It looked old and as though it wasn’t used all that frequently. The transport headed down toward it and stopped in front of it.

Two of the men went inside through a Large wooden door. I waited with the three remaining Brothers outside for a moment. After some unseen command, we all went inside. They lit a fire in the fireplace and the room started to warm. They had brought bags on the transport and those came in with us also.

The men stripped me of my cover and then my sparse ornamentation. They even removed the nipple rings, the intimate touch shocking me. When they took off my slave collar and cuffs, I just stared at them.

“We are not your owners until we replace our marking on you,” one of them told me. “That will happen in four day cycles.”

With that little bit of information they Left the cabin.

After they were gone I Looked at my naked body and wondered if this was my punishment for masturbating. Moving automatically, I opened the door and Looked out. Bleak nothingness surrounded the small squat cabin. A frigid breeze blew in and I shivered. This would be one hell of a four days, I thought closing the door. Text © owned by NôvelDrama.Org.

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I knelt in front of the fire and pondered my own stupidity. Of course they would catch me. At least they had been kind enough to leave me warm while I was tortured.

Sighing and moving slightly, I realized the plug was still in my bottom. I wouldn’t do well for four days if it stayed in. As I contemplated taking it out myself, I heard a low hum stir the air outside.

I recognized the sound of a transport immediately. I guessed my first tormentors were here. There was nowhere to hide in here and I couldn’t run outside without freezing to death. Stoically, I knelt by the fire and waited.

Someone entered the dwelling, but I didn’t look up. I stared at the floor as their boots surrounded me. They didn’t move to touch me and I wasn’t breathing. This would start when they were ready.

ALL my movement stilled as I felt hands on my hair and it was lifted off my back. A cool metal collar was slipped around my neck and fastened into place.

“You may speak to us and look at us, Ciara. We are your Masters for the next four day cycles,” I heard Master Damien say.

My head jerked back and I drunk them in. I nearly managed to knock Master Kein over when I hugged his Legs. Grabbing out, I hugged them all to me. Tears ran down my face and my words weren’t

making any sense as I greeted them.

It was an honest needy display, but they didn’t seem to mind.

Finally, managing to stand I hugged and kissed each of them. They tried to get me to be still, but I couldn’t stop touching their faces.

Somehow even with my excitement they managed to put their cuffs and ornamentation on me.

Master Bane wrapped me in his arms from behind and held me tight while Master Kein placed the jewelry in my nipples. Master Kein lingered on the sensitive tissue watching it respond to his gentle caress. It was the first time in ages I had been touched that way and I moaned rubbing my cheek against Master Bane’s beard.

“Ciara, have you missed us?” Master Evan asked with humor tinting his voice.