A Sex Slave To Alien Masters (Erotica)

They didn’t necessarily understand all the words I used immediately, but images came to them and it made sense.

Lucky for me to be in Master Christof’s lap. He found my indignation curious and amusing. The others were not as generous.

“I wish to re establish my connection to you, Brothers,” Master Evan complained pulling at the chain on his neck. “I do not like this separation.”

Master Evan was getting upset and slightly desperate. I hadn’t realized how much he depended on his Brothers to feel well. He wanted to touch and taste all of us.

I was on my feet and moving to him before I realized I’d gotten up. Before I could settle myself on his lap he was pulling me down. I found myself on my back with him between my legs pressing his body over my gravid belly.

Master Evan couldn’t touch enough of me. He licked and sucked wherever he could reach and I returned the favor. He focused on my breasts. That warm, wet substance that had come out of them was wonderful, he wanted more of it. Suddenly, he understood Master Kein’s obsession with the large rounded orbs.

I felt the weird clench as the milk started to dribble out. Master Evan moaned low in his throat and sucked harder. It tasted of me and it was new, so he loved it.

“Share, brother,” Master Kein demanded and Master Evan allowed me to move from his pallet to Master Kein’s.

“What is this?” Master Kein murmured between deep draws.

“Milk, Master Kein, food for the baby when it is born,” I panted.

My breasts were so sensitive and the men were being so insistent with them.

“I will be jealous of this baby, then,” Master Kein said gentling his touch and kissing my breasts.

The flap opened and five armed men appeared. Their daggers looked wicked. They appeared angry and I scrambled to get behind Master Kein. My Masters all smirked at the other family. I felt this was trouble.

My thoughts were not my own anymore. A powerful bond was pulsing between me and the five Warriors chained to the wall. I was part of the collective and the collective knew these guys well.

Nu-reeh and her sisters had brought Damien and his Brothers to the mountain and left them with these men. The women expected this family to settle my owners and tend their wounds. Damien’s family didn’t want the care and it had turned into a brawl.

The battle had been wicked. Even half dead, Damien and his Brothers had not been easy to deal with. They’d fought this family with everything they had left.

My owners had embarrassed these men badly. It had taken the women to break up the scuffle and chain them to the wall.

Damien watched the men move and saw their fear. Their hands held a tremor and their eyes darted around. This family feared Damien and his Brothers. It was a fine feeling to be feared as the best.

The men should fear, Damien chuckled to himself. Even chained as he was, he could still give them a good beating. A thought darkened his mood. Ciara, however, would be in trouble. The collective in my head opted for diplomacy for the moment.

“I believe we owe your family an apology,” Master Damien said politely. “We acted badly and made you our target. We are sorry.”

While giving the apology Master Damien crossed his left arm over his chest and bowed his head. It was the appropriate way to deliver sincere regret. I’d never seen my men do it before, but then I’d never seen them apologize either.

The men looked surprised. Evidently, Master Damien did not have a reputation for admitting he was wrong to other men.

“We were told to set you free and return you to your rooms,” the lead Brother announced.

Master Damien sat calmly, but the men didn’t come any closer.

“Send your slave for the key, we will give it to her,” the man said from the other side of the room.

“No,” Master Damien said simply. “Do as you were told and release us.”

I stayed smartly behind Master Kein, who would have preferred I was behind Master Damien. If that wasn’t an option he wanted me to move behind Master Bane. When it came to hand to hand combat Master Bane was as strong as Master Damien.

They were agreed, I would be safer to move behind Master Bane. I slipped along the wall and moved toward Master Bane who was chained beside Master Kein. The men looked angrily at me as I settled behind him. Master Damien knew that look, they wanted to hurt me.

“Throw us the key, cousin. Don’t make any mistakes you will regret,” Master Damien said cooly as my owners threw off their blankets.

“You can’t even stand in those chains,” one of the men said as they edged toward Master Bane.

Master Damien and his brothers all kicked away the bedding and got ready for the fight. Their muscles strained as they took the best positions they could against the wall. They could not stand, so this fight would be based solely on upper body strength.

Bane took a crouching position that crushed me to the wall. He knew how to take these men down even with the constraints upon him. It wouldn’t be much of a challenge.

“Ah, so you think we are the same weak men that were brought to this room originally,” Master Damien laughed watching them close in on Master Bane, “foolish, cousins, very foolish.”

I stayed as still as I could. Master Damien didn’t want me hurt and I was safest right where I was. Master Bane would protect me.

The fight was fast and brutal. Master Bane tossed the aggressors toward his Brothers. I remembered seeing them tossing those stones, the ease he threw the men with reminded me of that.

The scuffles were over rapidly once the men were dispersed.

“Ah-hah,” Master Evan called, “I win. I got the man with the key.”

Master Evan unlocked his collar as the man he had been holding slumped to the ground. He walked the key to Master Damien who congratulated him on winning that contest.

The men that had come were all unconscious and badly bruised.

“Should be show them how enjoyable these collars can be?” Master Kein asked as he stood up and stretched.

Master Kein’s lithe form rippled with muscle as he stood proud in his nudity. I smiled at him and thought about what he’d said.

It would probably anger Nu-reeh if she found out they’d chained up the men that came to set them free, I thought.

“No fun, Ciara,” Master Christof complained throwing an arm around my shoulders, “but you are probably accurate.”

Master Evan passed between his Brothers. He tasted each of their shoulders, he also hugged them. I hadn’t been aware they hugged.

“We didn’t, but you do and it is a practice I enjoy,” he said pulling me tightly to his chest.

The men walked me calmly out of the room and down the hall. It seemed strange to do this nude, but the men didn’t mind. They had no clothing and they certainly weren’t wearing the blankets around, as I’d thought they should. Blankets were for sleeping. I kept my head down out of habit, but tried to use my peripherals. Not that I needed to, I knew this hallway. In fact, I could have led us right to their quarters.

Many men in the hall greeted them and stared curiously at me.NôvelD(ram)a.ôrg owns this content.

“They said the slave was tending you, Damien,” one man exclaimed. “We thought for sure you would kill it.”

Another man slapped Master Evan on the shoulder, “Glad to see you back, cousin.”

All around us the men were congratulating my Masters on their success. They had survived having their bond completely broken. It was a testament to their strength that they survived.

No one asked what happened to break the bond in the first place. I suddenly knew great offense would be taken to that question. That would be taboo to ask and very rude.