A Sex Slavee To Alien Masters

Master Evan was getting upset and slightly desperate. I hadn’t realized how much he depended on his Brothers to feel well. He wanted to touch and taste all of us.

I was on my feet and moving to him before I realized I’d gotten up Before I could settle myself on his lap he was pulling me down. I found myself on my back with him between my Legs pressing his body over my gravid belly.

Master Evan couldn*t touch enough of me. He licked and sucked wherever he could reach and I returned the favor. He focused on my breasts. That warm, wet substance that had come out of them was wonderful, he wanted more of it. Suddenly, he understood Master Kein’s obsession with the large rounded orbs.

I felt the weird clench as the milk started to dribble out. Master Evan moaned low in his throat and sucked harder. It tasted of me and it was new, so he loved it.

“Share, brother,” Master Kein demanded and Master Evan allowed me to move from his pallet to Master Kein’s.

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“What is this?” Master Kein murmured between deep draws.

“Milk, Master Kein, food for the baby when it is born,” I panted.

My breasts were so sensitive and the men were being so insistent with them.

“I will be jealous of this baby, then,” Master Kein said gentling his touch and kissing my breasts.

The flap opened and five armed men appeared. Their daggers looked wicked. They appeared angry and I scrambled to get behind Master Kein. My Masters all smirked at the other family. I felt this was

trouble.

My thoughts were not my own anymore. A powerful bond was pulsing between me and the five Warriors chained to the wall. I was part of the collective and the collective knew these guys well.

Nu-reeh and her sisters had brought Damien and his Brothers to the mountain and left them with these men. The women expected this family to settle my owners and tend their wounds. Damien’s family didn’t want the care and it had turned into a brawl.

The battle had been wicked. Even half dead, Damien and his Brothers had not been easy to deal with. They’d fought this family with everything they had left. This text is © NôvelDrama/.Org.

My owners had embarrassed these men badly. It had taken the women to break up the scuffle and chain them to the wall.

Damien watched the men move and saw their fear. Their hands held a tremor and their eyes darted around. This family feared Damien and his Brothers. It was a fine feeling to be feared as the best.

The men should fear, Damien chuckled to himself. Even chained as he was, he could still give them a good beating. A thought darkened his mood. Ciara, however, would be in trouble. The collective in my head opted for diplomacy for the moment.

“I believe we owe your family an apology,” Master Damien said politely.

“We acted badly and made you our target. We are sorry.”

While giving the apology Master Damien crossed his Left arm over his chest and bowed his head. It was the appropriate way to deliver sincere regret. I’d never seen my men do it before, but then I’d never seen them apologize either.

The men looked surprised. Evidently, Master Damien did not have a reputation for admitting he was wrong to other men.

“We were told to set you free and return you to your rooms,” the lead Brother announced.

Master Damien sat calmly, but the men didn’t come any closer.

“Send your slave for the key, we will give it to her,” the man said from the other side of the room.

“No,” Master Damien said simply.