A Sex Slave To Alien Masters (Erotica)

Janette happily scooted over to the other side of the bed and gave him quite a show as she bent down over the side to shove her ass up high in the air and show him her bare pussy in all its glory. A fresh drop of his cum had leaked from her asshole and slowly trickled down over those pink lips. Her upper body disappeared entirely behind the bed whilst she rummaged beneath it for the restraints.

Whilst she searched, he turned back to Fiona and then took a step back from her. She instinctively wanted to go to him, but he held up a hand to stop her advance.

“Stand still, slave. Hands at your sides.” The command sounded off like he was back on the proving grounds.

Fiona did as she was asked so quickly that she surprised herself.

“Stand up straight. Chin up. Feet shoulder-length apart.” He waited a beat after each order to watch her obediently shift her posture to his orders. “Good girl.”

“Thank you ma-”

“Did I say you could speak?” His words cut through hers sharply and she immediately snapped her mouth closed.

He stepped up beside her and gave her bare ass a firm spank; watching her firm rear cheek quiver at the impact, and her tail swish with excitement.

“Found ’em!” Janette interrupted his naughty thoughts, rising up to kneel on the bed whilst holding a pair of iron shackles above her head victoriously. “I had them cleaned up. Torren helped out by showing me how to line them with fur, so they shouldn’t hurt or cut into your wrists.”Content property of NôvelDra/ma.Org.

“It’s nice to know that you’re sharing the intimate details of our sex life with everyone in the camp,” Gregory gamely noted.

“You know we live in a tent right, Greg? I think most of the camp gets an earful of our sex life regardless of what we say. Nullik’s probably out there right now giving everyone running-commentary.” She scooted back over to his side of the bed and handed the shackles over to him.

They worked on a simple enough mechanism, and it only took a quick glance before he was ready. Facing Fiona, he reached out with his free hand to stroke his fingers down over her belly until they came to her bare pussy. Her fur lightened considerably around the inviting lower lips, and it didn’t take much exploratory touching to realise how wet she was down there.

Closing her eyes, she leaned in against him when his fingers teased along her fleshy folds. He immediately gave her ass another chiding spank that clapped loud enough to be heard around the tent.

“I said stand up straight, slave. Do as your master commands, you naughty slut.”

Fiona immediately returned to standing bolt upright just as he’d ordered. He enjoyed the strangled little sound of excitement that escaped her throat whilst her pussy tightened around his fingers.

“Oooh, Greg!” Janette smirked; leaning over to play the proverbial devil on his shoulder. “I think she likes it when you call her a naughty slut.”

“She should like everything her master does to her.” Lydia joined in over his opposite shoulder. Never knowing her old friend had quite so unique of a kink, she was enjoying the hell out of the display.

“Janette? Would you help me shackle this slutty slave to the corner of the bed there?” he asked. “I think her pussy needs a hard pounding before she starts soaking the floor.”

“Sure thing, baby.” Janette eagerly agreed.

“Slave, on the bed. Hold your arms out so we can bind your wrists here.” He tapped the corner post of the bed.

Fiona practically jumped at the order and immediately crawled onto the bed to do exactly as he’d asked. She then extended her arms out to let him and Janette take a wrist each and bind them together around the post. In truth, all she needed to get free of the restraint would be to stand upright on the bed and lift her arms up over the bed-post. He didn’t want to start out with anything too restrictive, and from Fiona’s actions he could see that the girl was practically ready to burst just from being ordered around.

“Now turn around and lie back on the bed,” he ordered.

Once again, Fiona obediently crossed her arms over to she could turn as he asked and lie with her back on the furs.

“Alright then, now how about we make this a group project?” He turned to the other women one by one, all of whom seemed to enjoy the sound of that idea. “Excellent! Let’s tease the hell out of this hot, little slave, eh? See if we can make her beg to be fucked.”

Everyone was definitely eager to rise to that particular challenge, and Fiona found herself the centre of attention when the other women surrounded her. Algra reached out to firmly clasp Fiona’s right breast in her palm, and then lowered her head to kiss the girl’s lips with a ravenous fervour. Lydia concentrated on her left breast, using her mouth rather than her hand to tease Fiona’s hardened nipple with her tongue. Her hand lowered down to rub the sweet spot just above Fiona’s pussy. Janette went straight for the prize; positioning herself between the bound woman’s legs to place her lips directly on Fiona’s silken, pink folds.

Gregory watched them tease and tantalise the gorgeous cat-woman. Walking around them, he came up beside Fiona’s head to stroke his fingers through her dark hair and whispered in her ear.

“Do you like being my plaything? Do you like it when I share you like this? Make no mistake, I am sharing.” His grip tightened in her hair just firmly enough to make her squirm. “I’m sharing because as of right now you belong to me. You are my fuck toy. Do you understand?”