A Sex Slavee To Alien Masters

A prick was at my lips and I Looked up to see Master Evan standing by the bed offering me his cock. They had all Learned they could go much deeper if I Lay on the edge and let my head fall back.

Rocking between the two men felt more like what I was used to. Soon hands were lifting my legs and spreading them, so I took Master Bane deeper. I would recognize Master Kein’s hands anywhere as his Long fingers fondled my nipple.

Christof’s hands were busy stroking my mound as Master Bane thrust harder and harder. It felt Like he would split me down the middle, but I didn’t care. I just wanted him to keep filling me up.

The conversation between the men was starting to get my attention.

Christof was asking about ornamentation for my nipples. He said it sounded like a wonderful idea to him. With Master Evan holding my ears and fucking my throat I was in no position to argue with him. Through the sexual haze it surprised me, though. Christof had never talked about piercing me.

Christof’s fingers were magical, drifting over my clit to flick it each time Master Bane pulled out. His hand retreated and then returned with each pull. My hips were moving unconsciously against the two men. Content rights belong to NôvelDrama.Org.

Again, I felt the swirling Low in my stomach

As the orgasm hit my eyes rolled back in my head. I moaned past Master Evan’s cock and he slowed slightly enjoying the vibrations. Several more drives and Master Bane’s thick shaft was releasing into me. Master Evan held my face to his crotch and I felt him pulsating in my throat.

I hated it when they came right when I did. It was hard to hold my breath.

As Master Evan removed his cock and leaned over me to taste his brother I took a moment to regain breath. As I panted, he rolled off of me and started to talk to the other men. My cunt was still convulsing

intermittently.

I laid on my side, facing away from them and slipped a hand between my legs. Pressing in the little waves of pleasure continued to spread through me.

Angela’s Library

“What are you doing, slave?” Master Damien asked Leaning over me.

“You all were done with me and I was just finishing…” I said as his fingers slid across my backside into my slick channel. His thumb pressed over my clit and the Little bundle sent shuddering sensation through me. Finally it stopped and I lie still and sated as he withdrew his hand.

“You belong to us,” he said rubbing between my legs, “this belongs to us. Only we are allowed to touch it. Do you understand me?” he asked.

“Yes, Master Damien,” I said quietly as he picked me up and headed for the showers.

I really was a mess and he took his time cleaning me. After he was done bathing me he rubbed the cream in to all my sore spots. I thought he was done, but he took a tiny vial off a tall shelf and dabbed a little of the liquid on my neck. He looked very satisfied as he patted me dry.

The stuff he had put on my neck smelled pretty and feminine. Usually I didn’t ask questions, it really irritated them, but I was curious.

“What was that, Master Damien?”

“Something special, Ciara. Do you Like it?” he asked grinning.

The happy look on his face was a good change.

“Yes, Master Damien,” I answered still confused.

Dinner was a relaxed affair. I sat next to Christof and Master Bane, they fed me. I took my time chewing once I got full. Master Bane rarely noticed and Christof ignored me when I played that game. Since I’d only just eaten I was particularly full tonight. It surprised me when Christof looked down at me and frowned.

“Ciara, if you can’t chew and swallow I’m sure my brothers can help you,” he threatened.