A Sex Slavee To Alien Masters

Master Damien had Lay down beside me and was stroking the breast Master Kein wasn’t fondling. He praised me with gentle words and continued touches as he watched with rapt attention.

My orgasm was finishing when Master Evan shouted words I couldn’t understand to the ceiling. I didn’t know how much more I could take, my pussy was twitching but sore. I felt oil being poured over my backside and stroked into my asshole. Whimpering I looked to Master Damien, but knew what he would say.

Fingers were gently spearing into me. They stretched and prodded slowly, but I was still terrified. In fear my legs dropped me to the bed. Pillows were placed under my belly until I held the position they Liked.

It felt as though I was dripping with oil as they stretched me. Even in my haze of fear I felt grateful for that. I knew this could be painful and it could make me bleed.

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“The saleswoman has already cleaned and stretched you Ciara. We will never harm something we own,” Master Bane said covering my body with his.

Hands separated my plump buttocks on either side and I felt the thick head of his cock teasing the outside of puckered entrance. It was darkly erotic, but still, I’d always heard anal sex hurt.

Better judgement to the side, I begged them, “Please don’t do this, it will hurt. Please Leave my bottom alone, just use me the other way.”

“We will not hurt what we own,” Master Damien said sternly, “but this is ours to use.”

I struggled slightly in anger and was surprised when I accidentally pushed myself against Master Bane‘s erect shaft. He pushed forward and I felt the head of his oiled cock pop into my ass. It ached and burned.

Grabbing my hips he grunted and pushed forward. His searing Length took my breath away and a strangled cry forced past my Lips.

As I lay panting, strange words filled my ears again. They were similar to what Master Evan had said earlier. They must be cuss words. Master Bane laid across me leaving his length still inside. My butt felt crampy and I stayed very still underneath him. I just wanted him to be done.

“So anxious Ciara, is it really so bad to be filled by my brothers and I? Is this practice unknown to you? We were told you would be familiar with this,” Master Kein said curiously watching me.

He seemed younger than the other men and his eyes were kind. I focused on him as Master Bane withdrew his Length and I tried to answer. Master Bane shoved himself home in a mighty push and I cried out loudly this time. My body couldn’t take this treatment. I felt like I would tear in half at any minute. Master Kein Looked concerned.

“Brother,” he said in a chastising voice, “gentle with this hole, oil the other if you wish to rush.”

“Ahh, feels like I am in one of our women; hard to remember it is not the same,” Master Bane said withdrawing and then pushing back in slower.

I lay still and tried to relax. This was going to happen whether I liked it or not. Fighting would only get me hurt.

Soon the push and pull were not unpleasant. I spread my legs slightly and was able to get on my knees again. There was more control in this position and it didn’t feel like I was being thrust into the mattress each time

Low in my belly the sensations started to grow. I closed my eyes and grunted with each entry. As Master Bane exited I felt the pull of him across me, tantalizing my overstimulated senses. Somehow

one of the pillows had bunched between my legs and it had started to rub my clit each time he moved.

Hot breath was in my face and I opened my eyes looking into Master Kein’s golden brown orbs. No eye on earth could have held these intense colors.

“You did not answer me Ciara. I wish to know if it is so bad for you,” he asked stroking his fingers through my hair.

“No, Master Kein, it is better now. Thank you, sir,” as I finished my statement the hand in my hair passed near my face. I grabbed it and kissed the back of it, grateful he had slowed his brother down.

Before I could move again Master Bane had slammed his length home and was pressing me into the bedding. Both hands were tied back to the pole at the center of the bed. My heart hammered in my chest.

‘m sorry, Master Kein,” I managed to strangle out with Master Bane’s weight over me. “I didn’t mean to offend, Master,” my brain was on overload and I wanted to cry. I had only meant to be grateful.