A Sex Slavee To Alien Masters

Master Christof moved from beside Master Damien and encouraged me to rise. He walked me toward the bedroom and into the closet to change out of my outfit.

“Focus on me,” he whispered into my ear.

“I feel no emotion about this child. You will do better if you focus away from your pain.”

Christof was curious about what was happening, but he wasn’t burdened by sadness. The idea of giving the child to Keepers was normal to him and made sense. I focused on that instead of my own impending sense of loss.

My outfit was changed back to my warm soft one and I was offered a drink of water. Once my men were sure I wasn’t going to overpower their bond with my raucous thoughts Christof led me back to the sitting room.

Ronal was describing the strange way the female had spoken to the infant and the high lilting voice she had used.

.inging,” I smiled and spoke to Master Christof, “she sang to the infant. You’ve heard me do that before. We do it on Earth. It calms the children.”

The women here had found the melody did soothe the child and were impressed by it. The human had not been chastised for the care she showed the young one. She was as devoted as any mother should be.

“It was awful the night they took the child,” Ronal said getting back to the point I dreaded.

I focused on Master Christof and felt more at peace. He was right. I could survive this, outside of my own head.

“The human screamed for her child for many nights. She wailed worse than the child had. The women here feared they would have to do away with her if she could not be calmer. Finally she calmed and the men were able to take her back to the compound,” Ronal finished.

It was Late and my men were tired. At least that’s what they told Ronal and his Brothers. They ushered the other men out of the apartment and we conversed internally.

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The bond wasn’t normal, the other men had not experienced it. They had not advertised it at least. Master Damien understood why, his Brothers understood why, and I understood through them.

The weakest member of the family was the weakest member of the bond. It was a vulnerability and that was never advertised. My men guarded each other without exception. The death or injury of one would be the death or injury of them all.

They would have to defend me if it came to it and I should defend them. Five sets of eyes looked uneasily at me. No more breaking down, no more sadness at the loss of the child; I had to be as strong as they were expected to be. They weren’t sure I was capable.

“I’ll do it Masters, I promise,” I said solemnly looking down.

I would be strong for my baby. Breaking down and screaming would only potentially harm the child. Children were brought into this world and left to the care of Keepers everyday. Mine would be safe that way.

I needed a distraction. This train of thought was disturbing to all of us. My men had a tried and true way to distract me. It was decided we would do that now.

Master Damien cupped my face his hands and turned my face up. He brought his mouth down over mine stroking my lips with his. His tongue pressed into my mouth and he kissed me deeply.

My men wanted to be close, I wanted to be close. We were bonded, but they wanted to do something together. There was one thing we were very good at doing together.

My outfit was gone in an instant, pulled roughly over my head and I shivered.

“Light the warmer in the sleeping chamber,” Master Damien ordered pulling me to his chest.

I wrapped my arms around Master Damien and pulled him close to me. My softness against his hard body felt wonderful from both sides. When Master Christof pressed against my back and ran his hands over my body, I shivered for an entirely different reason. NôvelDrama.Org content rights.

I tugged at Master Damien’s shirt and helped him remove it. A kneeling place was pushed in front of me and I knelt to undo his boots. They loved having me undress them. Each man took a turn as I slowly revealed their breathtaking bodies.