A Sex Slavee To Alien Masters

“How is it you were able to buy a slave?”
“This is not your concern,” my owner said stepping out of the pool.
For the first time, my owners seemed uncomfortable. I judged it was due to the
amount of negative attention they were getting. Usually everyone just ignored
them or was put off by their cold, contemptuous answers.
Their usual tactics to evade the attention of the other Warriors were not working.
I watched as they came toward me. The other men had not Let up and were
actually following them. When they got close enough to me, I spoke up.
“Masters, I am so glad you returned. I missed you so much,” I said as
authentically as I could.
In truth, I imagined how I would sound when I saw Master Damien and his
Brothers again.
“Of course you have missed us,” one of them said, as he bent down and scooped
me up.
The interaction seemed to surprise the surrounding men. I suddenly realized I
never spoke to the men I called Master and they never touched me. Using the
moment of confusion, my owners exited the pool and walked me upstairs.
They sat me down once we were inside and never mentioned the bath house. No
one ever said it had been a good idea. I don’t think these men could admit
someone else had a good idea.
The men took out the plug and then returned to the eating area. A man brought
food to the table and we sat to eat.
“Slave,” one of them addressed me, “you said your men-stru-ation comes each
lunar cycle on your world. How Long is a Lunar cycle?”
“Twenty eight to thirty days, Master,” I told him, “but the bleeding usually only
lasts for four or five days.”
“Things are different here,” the man said directing his comments to his Brothers,
“time is different here. We can anticipate it will not follow the lunar cycle we are
expecting it to.”
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The men talked so long at the table, I thought the conversation would never end.
Having learned not to interrupt, I just sat as they determined what they would do
with me when the bleeding came.
Eventually, they came to a decision.
The men decided fairly rapidly they couldn’t put me in the box every time. I was
weak and obviously ill from that experience. Men with human slaves had told
them using the box for too many days caused that problem. It was a well known
issue for men who kept humans
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