A Sex Slavee To Alien Masters

He was a ruggedly attractive man that had spent the morning fucking me;

I didn’t need any further encouragement. Grabbing his shoulders I pulled him closer and planted soft kisses across his cheeks, over his eyes, and lastly across his lips. I closed my blurry eyes and concentrated on nibbling and sucking at his lips

Evidently Master Damien Liked it. I felt his organ thicken against my stomach and I giggled, stroking him through the fabric of his pants. He groaned and closed his eyes, his hand followed mine as I slipped it up and down over his length.

“Ah, yes, my slave told me you had bought it a gift. I would like to know where you got these. They are quite hard to find, you know. Many of the slaves from Earth have places to hold these ornaments. We had Mia’s ears prepared for it some time ago, though she is not from Earth. Belongs to (N)ôvel/Drama.Org.

Some have several places to put the ornamentation. Does this one?” he asked looking at my ears.

Master Damien didn’t seem the least bit bothered that the shopkeeper had caught us. I blushed furiously through my blurry haze.

“Ciara, how many places do you have for this type of decoration?”

Master Damien asked.

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I felt my ears and tried to remember how to say the word in their language. It wouldn’t come, so I held up two fingers. I felt a little confused.

Master Evan inspected my ears and I shuddered at the light touch. It wasn’t really obvious I had tipped back and Master Bane was holding me until I Looked up. The faces above me looked really worried,

but for some reason I couldn’t care less. Voices wove through my pleasant feelings and in no way disrupted them.

“Ah, yes,” the shopkeeper said picking up Master Kein’s jug. “Some Earth slaves are quite sensitive to the root drink. It is something they can get used to, but it takes time. No more than a couple of sips for most of them when they are new.”

“It is Like this from the root drink?” Master Kein asked incredulously.

“We take it all the time…”

“Yes, my friend, we are different you see. A bit of cocker dust will have it feeling much Like itself in a moment. We sell it, by the way.

Quite a few things are nice to have around when you are keeping a human.”

“You’ll. need to feed it now, though. The dust will make it uncomfortably hungry. Maybe you could come back and shop more later. I will have what you have ordered delivered, of course,” he mused and then called out, “Geoffrey, a sample of the cocker dust to Mia, please.”

A moment Later, Mia poured the nasty dust on my tongue. I tried to spit it out, but Master Evan held my mouth closed. It was disgusting, Like rotten dirt. It cut through delirium quickly. I was blinking at the men and absolutely ravenous. My stomach growled. I felt headachy I was so hungry.

I was placed back in my brown outfit and followed Master Damien outside. He crossed the courtyard and led us into what looked like a small eatery. We entered into an alcove where several brown outfits were hung on the wall. As my brown outer layer was removed I was relieved to see they had left me dressed in something.

Much like Mia, I had two strips of blue virtually see through fabric that Lay over my breasts, a piece of thin silver attached the fabric to my collar to keep it in place. A single piece of the fabric hung at my waist attached to a shiny silver chain. It stretched from hip bone to hip bone and went halfway down my thighs. Looking at my butt it was covered in similar fashion. My hips were left bare. On my feet were delicate sandals that tied up my Legs.

The inside of the place we had walked into looked like an old pub. The Walls looked worn as did the tile floor. Lots of empty tables were scattered around. Several groups were seated and eating. A feminine creature was at all of the tables, kneeling inconspicuously between two men. We took an empty table in the back.

My cushion was placed between Master Bane and Master Kein. I kneeled obediently and prayed they would feed me soon. The men talked amicably amongst themselves as Master Bane petted my back and shoulders. Their touches had been good all day. Truth be told, I didn’t mind all the attention from the four of them.

It struck me suddenly that Master Christof had never touched me. I heard my Uncle Eddy’s voice in my mind wondering if he was a queer. I had hated Eddy from the day he moved in.

Uncle Eddy had been horrible to live with. The fact I didn’t date a Lot meant he frequently asked my mom, while I was present, if I was a lesbian. Just because someone wasn’t obsessed with the opposite sex didn’t make them homosexual.