A Sex Slavee To Alien Masters

“Ciara,” Master Evan said looking down at me, “you will be punished if you behave that way again. It is inappropriate.”

I was shocked. I hadn’t moved once the man walked in. I must have Looked confused because Master Damien clarified.

“We did not explain that rule Evan, Ciara is still new. Do not Look at other men. You may look at us in the presence of other men or at the floor, but never look at them. Unless we allow you to, you are not speak to other men, either. Do you understand?”

I nodded and was rebuked with a slight noise from across the table.

Nodding didn’t mean anything here.

“Yes, Master Damien, I understand,” I said resting back on my heels.

No one said that was inappropriate so I just stayed that way.

The tray the man had delivered was uncovered and it smelled delicious.

My stomach rumbled hungrily and Master Evan looked curiously at me.

“What noise did you just make?” he asked.

“My stomach makes that noise when I’m hungry, Master Evan,” I told him. wish to hear it again,” Master Damien said turning toward me.

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“I can’t make it happen, Master Damien,” I said, suddenly afraid they might not believe me. “It just happens sometimes when I’m really hungry.”Belonging © NôvelDram/a.Org.

They sat and stared at me for a moment, but seemed to accept the answer.

The men each loaded their plates and started to eat as I watched. I wondered if I would be allowed food. I wouldn’t last long if I wasn’t.

They seemed to understand my physiology, so they must know that, I reasoned.

I was interrupted from my musing when Master Damien reached down and offered a chunk of food to me. I tried to take it in my hands and was rebuked. I opened my mouth and he placed the morsel inside.

The food tasted strange, not quite spicy, just very rich and meaty.

Master Evan took a sip from his cup and then offered it to my lips. I didn’t raise my hands to help him this time. I was getting the idea.

The Liquid inside the cup wasn’t water, it tasted closer to wine. I’d never had anything other than the cheap stuff my mother drank and that was awful. This was slightly sweet and ran easily over my tongue. I was glad when he offered me more.

“It must drink this now,” Master Kein said picking up a small cup off the tray.

Master Kein smelled the cup and wrinkled his nose. Master Damien took the small cup also sniffing at it, raising an eyebrow.

I started to dread whatever was in that cup. When Master Damien brought it to my lips, I almost backed away. Master Evan’s hand on my back stopped me and I Looked up at him.

“Take what we offer you, Ciara,” he said gesturing.