A Sex Slavee To Alien Masters

“You still wear your ornamentation, Ciara,” Master Christof noted, “and we are still dressed.”

“Undress us and have sex with me,” I ordered in a quavering voice.

“I thought you had said ‘no’ to us before, Ciara,” Master Evan said pulling on the ring Master Kein wasn’t sucking on.

They were being so frustrating.

I wiggled around and managed to get away from their hands. I stalked into the sitting area by the fire and realized my wrists were still bound. Futilely, I tried to undo the bonds at my back, but I wasn’t successful. Content held by NôvelDrama.Org.

ALL I did manage to do was further inflame them. ALL the wiggling in front of the fire made my breasts and their jewelry dance on my chest.

“Beautiful,” Master Damien commented watching me and I stopped struggling for a moment.

He came toward me and I didn’t back away from him. His talented fingers pulled and lightly twisted the rings until I sank toward the floor.

Again a kneeling place was beneath me.

“Kein,” he called, “it is your turn.”

The long staff was before my eyes a moment later. I needed my hands desperately for this. Master Kein’s organ was too long to rest comfortably in my throat. This wasn’t a choice, though. I took the tip between my Lips and started to move down his length.

A N G E L A ‘s L I B R A R Y

My hands were free suddenly. Grateful to whoever thought that would help, I moved them up to wrap around the base. I used lips, tongue, and hands to force a violent eruption from Master Kein.

After his spending he withdrew from my mouth and used the nipple rings to pull me up again.

“Ciara, are you done refusing us?” Master Kein asked smiling wickedly.

“No,” I answered him playfully.

This was a fun game.

“Have you Lost your manners, Ciara?” Master Damien asked pulling me against his chest. “Do you know you should call us Master?”

“You are not my Master,” I answered him and watched his face.

I didn’t want to go too far and make them really angry.

“That didn’t work well for you on your first day and it will not work well for you now,” Master Damien said smiling and tugging at one of my shiny new rings.

“Iam empty, fill me,” I commanded in the most authoritative voice I could muster.

“I am still clothed, Ciara, and you do not know how to behave. Perhaps we should all sit and watch the fire,” he said sitting and Leaning back on the chaise.

Never once since I’d been here had I undressed them, but I was willing to try tonight. My pussy ached for them. I’d given two of them pleasure and gotten nothing in return except tormented, sensitive nipples.