A Sex Slavee To Alien Masters

Oiled fingers grasped at my clit and my nipples. Evan’s mouth was over my ears licking and nipping. The force of their joined minds concentrated on my pleasure and it rocked me over the edge powerfully.

“A break, a moment,” I begged Bane as I contracted around his thick shaft.

He laughed a low, coarse sound.

“Lose control around me one more time, Ciara,” he ordered.

“I can’t,” I moaned sinking toward the bed.

Bane refused to let my hips fall and held them up as he fucked me slowly, enjoying the sensations.

“Yes, you will,” he said and he was right.

Christof was the last to take me. They Lowered my Limp, sated body over his cock and I groaned. He allowed me to ride him at my own pace until he poured into me.

“It is good we are together, again,” he whispered into my ear as I lay draped across him.

“Yes, it is good,” I breathed into his sweaty neck.

Evan tasted me all over once Christof had finished. He slipped his tongue all over my body. As he worked, I felt the bond strengthen and solidify in my mind.

Damien carried me to the bath and cleaned me up. His hands massaged my back and rubbed the soreness out of every part of me. It turned out I like the rubbing as much as he did, which made him grin. Property of Nô)(velDr(a)ma.Org.

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“Come back to bed with us and rest,” Master Damien said scooping me up and moving us back to the bed.

Like this afternoon I was placed under layers of warm blankets. The torches in the bedroom were extinguished and the still darkness surrounded us. My mens’ breathing quickly evened out and I drifted into well deserved sleep between Kein and Bane.

We were deep in a cavern and there was pounding everywhere. This place was interesting to Christof, because the women thought it was important. Master Damien remembered it, but hadn’t been that impressed with it. I was confused as the dream came into focus. Something in me battled against Master Damien’s opinion. This was an important place and I wanted to know more about it.

“What is this?” I asked looking around at the rough, stone walls. Christof and Master Damien were beside me suddenly. “You choose the oddest things to dream of,” Master Damien said looking around. He seemed slightly perturbed we had to be here of all places.

Christof took my hand and explained, “This is the place the women mine. Nu-reeh brought us here because I was so curious.”

I Looked up and a woman in front of us was using the barbed tips on her wings to pick away at the wall. She Let out an excited yell a moment later and women swarmed around her.

She pulled out a large chunk of dull silvery metal. The round stones the men used as money were stuck over the outside of it and she picked them off tossing them to the ground.

The women passed the stone between each other and seemed pleased with it’s size and purity. Nu- reeh became a part of the dream and she happily told Christof how much this ore would be worth. The aliens would pay well for this piece of rock.

We walked through the mines as they had with Nu-reeh. At the time Christof had asked all about the mining and Nu-reeh had answered him politely. Usually she didn’t enjoy questions, but she loved her mines. She had encouraged him to ask anything he wanted to know.

“She doesn’t speak of her ownership of us anymore, you know,” Christof told me. “She refers to us as valuable servants. Each lunar cycle she makes a show of giving us a stack of the stones.”

He was watching me intently, but I didn’t know what to say.

“The other women here follow her lead. They refer to their men as servants, also. It was a very strange change,” Master Damien finished as we looked over the mine.