A Sex Slavee To Alien Masters

“A kiss, Master Bane,” I said realizing I had very little to offer otherwise.

“Fine,” he smiled, “Let’s begin.”

“Wait,” I demanded. “What do I get if you Lose?”

“Perhaps the same thing?” Master Christof offered into my ear.

“Sounds good,” I said watching his mouth with breathless anticipation.

I was forced to prove I was weaker than them five separate times. They each had some random bet with the others about who could kick farther.

Master Evan won the entire contest.

Master Evan took payment on my lost bet first. He wrapped his hands in my hair and pulled me against his chest. Our mouths met and he wasted no time on pleasantries. Master Evan tasted my mouth completely before releasing me to Master Bane for his payment.

When they finished I was ready for sex, but they were still having fun.

Master Evan took payment on my Lost bet first. He wrapped his hands in my hair and pulled me against his chest. Our mouths met and he wasted no time on pleasantries. Master Evan tasted my mouth completely before releasing me to Master Bane for his payment.

When they finished I was ready for sex, but they were still having fun outside. Now they were having a throwing contest. Seeing the joy on their faces again, even for such a simple reason, made me feel good. I encouraged each of them as they noted who threw better.

We ended up walking between two large stone walls, so the men had a long straight passage to throw in. Much further down the rock walls turned, but here it was straight. They tossed stones of varying weights to determine the winner. They would throw and then run to their stone to mark its distance.

When it came to upper body strength, Master Damien usually came out on top, but it was close contest with Master Bane. I was the prize for throwing Longest and kissed Master Damien deeply. Resting my hands on his chest once I was done, I looked up at him. He had completely befuddled me with his kiss.

The five of them were beautiful sex gods. Even better, they were fully vested and trained in pleasing women. I didn’t know what the matings were Like, but no wonder Nu-reeh wanted to sell them every day.

I looked at the fine clothes they wore and knew she treated them well.

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They were kept men, but perhaps not in the way they thought.

“You aren’t slaves,” I said suddenly getting everyone’s attention.

You’re courtesans, Masters.”

I could tell by the look on their faces they wanted to be depressed, but they were curious.

“That is a word from your first language, Ciara,” Master Christof told me. “We do not understand it.”

“It means you are companions to society’s elite. You are paid to provide sexual services to the people in charge, Master Christof,” I said.

“We are slaves, Ciara. We are not the word you just said,” Master Kein argued.NôvelDrama.Org copyrighted © content.

Perhaps they were right, but I chose to see this my way for their sake.