A Sex Slavee To Alien Masters

“I’m so glad to see you, Masters. I missed you all so much,” came out of my mouth in a rush.

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“Come, Ciara,” Master Damien commanded, “I want you to wash me.”

I got up quickly and followed them to a shallow part of the pool.

The wounds were worse this time. Despite the flinching, I cleaned all of the bites and scratches thoroughly. After the last time I expected the unease with my nearness.

Angela’s Library

Rose’s owners wandered over while I was finishing washing Master Evan’s hair and just gently massaging his scalp.

“How many groups did you entertain?” Karis asked pulling Rose onto his lap.

“I believe there were three distinct groups this time,” Master Damien told him.

“It seems to me we are more often outnumbered these days,” Basin commented.

“Our offerings are much smaller with so many groups to service,” Master Christof said flexing a bruised wrist.

The men continued to talk and I sat quietly. Rose’s owners wanted to talk to the Administrators. They thought they could send troops to limit the number of women at each coupling.

“Perhaps with a Large enough guard, we could scare away the groups of women we don’t want,” Basin told my owners.

Master Damien agreed with him politely, but even I knew that wasn’t an option. The Administrators worked for the women. No extra guard would ever be sent unless the women wanted it that way.

Once they were done in the pool the men walked slowly back to their rooms. They were exhausted and I was giddy. I tried to reign in my enthusiasm at having them home.

“Ciara,” Master Kein asked, “why are you walking like that?”

I realized I was almost skipping and walking on the balls of my feet.

“I’m just so happy you are home. I was so worried about you all,” I told them.

“There is no reason to fear our couplings, Ciara,” Master Damien chastised.

I disagreed internally. The women were dangerous and could take my men at any time. There was plenty to be worried about.

We had finally made it to their rooms and Master Damien let us inside.

Master Bane stoked the fire up and the men all sat down watching it. I found my kneeling place and rested next to them. They were spent, it was obvious. They hadn’t said a word since we’d come inside.

Master Damien’s big feet sat beside me and I tentatively reached out and stroked the top of one foot. He Looked down and raised an eyebrow at me.

“Would you Like me to rub your feet, Master Damien?” I asked him.