A Sex Slavee To Alien Masters

“Your mark is always on me, Master Damien,” I said soothingly touching my
stomach. “I know that you care for me everyday. It never occurred to me that
without your collar, you would not think of me as yours.”
They were silent and I chanced a glance up. Their eyes were softer as Master
Kein placed the jewelry in my nipples. My argument had worked.
“We are not Master in this room, Ciara. Did you forget that?” Damien asked
instead.
“Hello, Damien,” I smiled looking up at him.
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I touched the lines of strain around his eyes and they softened slightly. I pulled on
his shoulders until his lips came down to mine.
“I love you, Damien,” I whispered before I kissed him, “I have missed you.”
Walking in the room I greeted each of them with a kiss and spoken affection.
They relaxed and took off their weapons. Still dressed they settled on the bed
and pulled me down with them.
We talked on the bed for a Long time. Well, they talked, I listened. I only spoke to
get more detail or to agree. Otherwise, I stayed silent and gave them someone to
talk to.
They hated the women and their new Life. Damien did not want to be a General.
A General led the men, Damien didn’t mind that. He hated knowing every order
he gave came from the women. They were slaves to the demands of the women
and they despised it.
“Do they harm you?” I asked concerned.
The level of dislike they had had to stem from something. Perhaps pain and
humiliation was at the root. Slaves could be treated in any way at all. I had to
help them, so I had to know what I was dealing with.
“No,” Evan grunted sprawling across my Lap, “we are not hurt.”
“Do they feed you?” I asked stroking Evan's hair. “Are you kept in a comfortable
place?”
“It's not that,” Kein complained and I ran a hand up his arm in comfort.
“We don't wish to be stationed in the mountains with them. We don’t want to be
sold to their cousins in the afternoons,” he said. “We were not meant to be
slaves.”
“We were free,” Christof said laying back and throwing a hand over his eyes.
“We could fight them,” Bane said, “perhaps we could be free again.”
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“Sometimes,” I started, “fighting is not a good answer. There may be other ways.
Perhaps you could barter with them.”
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“You think the women would kill us,” he said morosely. “You think it is not a battle
we can win."
I didn’t answer him, but the truth was probably written all over my face.