A Sex Slave To Alien Masters (Erotica)

Christof was the last to take me. They lowered my limp, sated body over his cock and I groaned. He allowed me to ride him at my own pace until he poured into me.

“It is good we are together, again,” he whispered into my ear as I lay draped across him.

“Yes, it is good,” I breathed into his sweaty neck.

Evan tasted me all over once Christof had finished. He slipped his tongue all over my body. As he worked, I felt the bond strengthen and solidify in my mind.

Damien carried me to the bath and cleaned me up. His hands massaged my back and rubbed the soreness out of every part of me. It turned out I like the rubbing as much as he did, which made him grin.

“Come back to bed with us and rest,” Master Damien said scooping me up and moving us back to the bed.

Like this afternoon I was placed under layers of warm blankets. The torches in the bedroom were extinguished and the still darkness surrounded us. My mens’ breathing quickly evened out and I drifted into a well deserved sleep between Kein and Bane.This belongs to NôvelDrama.Org - ©.

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We were deep in a cavern and there was pounding everywhere. This place was interesting to Christof, because the women thought it was important. Master Damien remembered it, but hadn’t been that impressed with it. I was confused as the dream came into focus. Something in me battled against Master Damien’s opinion. This was an important place and I wanted to know more about it.

“What is this?” I asked looking around at the rough, stone walls.

Christof and Master Damien were beside me suddenly.

“You choose the oddest things to dream of,” Master Damien said looking around. He seemed slightly perturbed we had to be here of all places.

Christof took my hand and explained, “This is the place the women mine. Nu-reeh brought us here because I was so curious.”

I looked up and a woman in front of us was using the barbed tips on her wings to pick away at the wall. She let out an excited yell a moment later and women swarmed around her.

She pulled out a large chunk of dull silvery metal. The round stones the men used as money were stuck over the outside of it and she picked them off tossing them to the ground.

The women passed the stone between each other and seemed pleased with it’s size and purity. Nu-reeh became a part of the dream and she happily told Christof how much this ore would be worth. The aliens would pay well for this piece of rock.

We walked through the mines as they had with Nu-reeh. At the time Christof had asked all about the mining and Nu-reeh had answered him politely. Usually she didn’t enjoy questions, but she loved her mines. She had encouraged him to ask anything he wanted to know.

“She doesn’t speak of her ownership of us anymore, you know,” Christof told me. “She refers to us as valuable servants. Each lunar cycle she makes a show of giving us a stack of the stones.”

He was watching me intently, but I didn’t know what to say.

“The other women here follow her lead. They refer to their men as servants, also. It was a very strange change,” Master Damien finished as we looked over the mine.

“She wants you to be happy, I suppose,” I said quietly.

Christof smiled and we were outside the mine now. Master Damien took a hand on one side and Christof held the other. Hand in hand we walked down a mountain path.

“Where are we?” I asked.

“Evan’s favorite spot. He wants to show it to you,” Christof said releasing my hand.

We swam in the deep clear lake they had been talking about earlier. It was lovely and secluded. This spot was far too deep in the mountains for the men to usually come. The valley was also not frequented by the women. It was a private place my Masters loved to come.

“We always ask the General to let us search the area just beyond the ridge there,” Master Evan pointed. “It’s rocky and unpleasant. The General believed we were just the toughest Warriors, but we liked to look there and camp here at night.”

“Perfect place to find game,” Master Kein said pointing out the animals from their memories.

I dreamed of the lake all night. By morning I could have mapped the area from memory.

Evan was in my face when I woke up. He was wide awake and perky. I’d always despised the energy he exuded in the morning and he found my irritation funny.

“You have been asleep all night. Why do you wish to sleep more? What purpose would it serve?” he asked me jovially.

“Humans,” I grumbled, “like to sleep in occasionally. It feels good. You should try it.”

“Bah, boring, I’m tired of dreaming. I want to go do something,” he said pulling me to the bathroom.

Master Evan was energetic in the morning. He was “bouncing off the walls” my mother would have said. He always had been, ever since he was a child, the rest of the family knew.

Master Kein would sometimes like to sleep later. However, Master Evan couldn’t sleep past the time the moon set and the sun rose, even when they couldn’t see those things. His nature woke them up.

I was pulled into the bathing room and Master Evan started the water.

“You bathed me last night,” I told him sourly and he just grinned at me.

“Do you want a cold bath?” he asked happily. “The temperature of the water makes no difference to me. I have heard from my cousins it is an effective way to punish a bad slave, though.”

No, I most certainly did not want a cold bath.

“I apologize, Master Evan,” I said softly, stepping into the tub with him. “I would prefer a warm bath.”

“Agree with me then,” he demanded.

He pulled me close and I stared up into his eyes. For once, Evan wasn’t smirking or teasing. He was waiting.

I felt the pressure of his mind. There was joy and excitement in his thoughts, he was eager to start another day. Relaxing, I let his thoughts guide mine. He was right, the new day could bring anything. I was glad to be awake.

I was cleaned, completely cleaned, including the morning enema.

“It is unnecessary,” I grumbled laying across his lap, ” and you don’t even have a plug.”

“Of course we do,” Master Damien said entering and handing the device to Master Evan. “I took it out of you yesterday. I brought it with us when we left the containment room.”

I was mortified. He had walked through the halls carrying my butt plug and I hadn’t even noticed. It was awful to think the other men down here had seen it.

“You make no sense,” Master Evan said pushing the fake phallus into me. “You wear this every day. Every Earth slave wears one. We have cleaned you countless times and yet you still resist it. We demand you stop with these feelings.”

The plug was uncomfortable. It had been getting more uncomfortable as the pregnancy wore on. I already felt stuffed with the baby, having the plug made it that much worse. It took longer and longer for me to forget it was there.

Master Kein paced in the bathroom watching me as I stood up and tried to get used to the pressure. I tried to focus on what was going on around me to distract from the discomfort, but everyone was focused on my stretched and stuffed ass.