A Sex Slavee To Alien Masters

I advised him breathlessly as he nibbled my hipbones, “sometimes coat each other in things that taste good and then lick it off.”

They found that funny. I had to laugh as Evan continued to Lick from my waist to my ribs. The image they had was not what I had intended at all. Text © by N0ve/lDrama.Org.

“I would find it odd to baste you in the juices of roasted meat,” Kein said leaning on the post at the center of the bed.

I tried to explain we would use sweet things and they still did not understand. Evan summed up their argument as he started to lick my sensitive breasts.

“I enjoy the taste of you,” he said pausing in his worship. “If I wished to taste meat or something edible, I would be tasting that. Now be silent and let me finish,” he demanded.

When he made it to my face and tasted my lips, I tasted him back. He liked the attention, but demanded I stop. Evan did not want to get lost tasting my mouth before he was done.

Silly man made me close my eyes and licked the soft skin of my eyelids.

He didn’t miss a part of me. My entire self felt stimulated and ready.

Evan’s quest of my flesh ended while I Lay on my stomach. He finished tasting my back and I was just Lounging lazily. The experience had been like a very light, wet massage.

Now I felt a different sort of rub. Evan lay over me and sucked on my neck, Rhythmically he thrust his cock between the cheeks of my ass.

From the feel of it, he was hard and ready.

“You made me feel so good,” I whispered to him. “I want you. How would you like to take your turn?”

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“I want to taste your mouth as we…make Love,” Evan said firmly.

Raising off of me, I was given just enough space to roll over before Evan descended again. He filled me before I had time to move again. His big tongue filled my mouth as his cock filled the ready warmth Lower down.

As I moaned insensibly, Evan pounded himself home each time. The tongue bath had been the subtle build up. This was just raw, uncontrolled fucking.

I clung to Evan as we moved. When he stopped kissing to just watch me, I screamed my pleasure to the room. His happy grunts told me that was what he wanted to hear.

As I felt Evan growing impossibly larger, I whined and whimpered beneath him. My sensitive flesh was stimulated and primed. When Evan exploded inside of me, I followed suit clinging to him as I came.

I lay on the bed panting once they were done with me. Evan pulled himself out and moved to my side. None of them moved or spoke as I got my breath back. When I opened my eyes Evan was right in my face.

“If we are courtesans, Ciara, what does that make you?” he asked.

I thought about it for a moment. Lying was not an option with them, so I told the truth.

“I am your slave, Evan.”

“Perhaps not, Ciara, perhaps you are also a courtesan,” Damien said stretched out and watching the ceiling.

They still wanted to think of themselves as slaves, which was slowly destroying them. I couldn’t let it happen.