A Sex Slavee To Alien Masters

After the bathhouse we didn’t go back to our rooms right away. The men had brought clothing with them and had changed into their outfits in their alcove. They didn’t bother to dress me. Not that it made much of a difference, the clothing I typically wore was almost see thru anyway.

I kept my head down as we walked, but I recognized the wide steps to the General’s quarters. Master Damien approached the door and politely knocked twice. The door creaked open and I recognized the voice of the General’s brother. I could hear the General’s booming voice in the background.

“Greetings, Hersham,” Master Damien said politely, “we only came to tell the General we plan on using the tent tomorrow, if it pleases him.”

“He will be happy to hear it. Did you accomplish what you wished today?” the man asked.

“ALL is well, Hersham,” Master Damien said as he stepped back.

“You are welcome to visit, Damien,” Hersham said and I heard the door open further.

Two huge boots appeared in my frame of vision and I knew they didn’t belong to my owners. A moment later strong fingers were lifting my chin. I shut my eyes reflexively.

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My eyes shot open and I drank in the burly man in front of me.

“I had heard it was injured in the village,” he said looking me over.

“Only the foot General,” Master Damien replied tersely, “and it is well now.”

The General patted the side of my face with his massive hand and smiled alittle. “Tell me slave, will you be escaping again?” he asked. jo, General,” I replied honestly.

“You have a coupling soon,” the General addressed the men.

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“We will be ready,” Master Damien said.

I was glad when we left the General’s house and went back to our own lodgings. The men changed out of their outfits and into their nighttime clothing. They put me in the bed and lay down around me. No one was really talkative tonight. I figured they were tired.

My nighttime routine was usually not to fall asleep until after they did. I’m not sure why. I just liked the sound of their breathing when they were relaxed. Laying quietly, I waited, but they stayed awake.

“I am surprised the women let us keep these slaves,” Master Kein finally said.

They were quiet and eventually fell asleep. After considering the implications of what they had said; I finally fell asleep, too.

I woke up and was groggy, as usual. Master Evan was straddling my waist and looking down at me. He pinched my nipples firmly until they were puckered and tight.

“One day these will hold our crest,” he said pulling me out of bed and toward the kitchen. We ate breakfast first today and then Master Evan took me to the shower.

He cleaned me completely and had be me lay back across his Lap. This was usually when he inserted the plug. Today he was in a playful mood.

He had oiled his fingers and stroked my tight pucker. Alternating between long slow penetration and shallow two fingered stretching, he had me bucking back against him.

Using a slightly different smelling oil he spread it all over my butt.