A Sex Slavee To Alien Masters

My hands and arms worked before I’d really thought it out. The family decision was made and I was only doing what we all wanted. Piece after piece of carefully crafted leather was discarded into the pit.

The material smoked and burned in the hot fire. It split into pieces and sizzled with an odd smell. I was happy, elated really, to see it go. That had been all of it, every piece they’d had. I Looked up and found Bane watching me.

I was mesmerized by Bane’s brown eyes and smiled looking into their familiar depths. He had no urge to harm me, even Lightly. My willingness to play with them had been based on trust and that had been broken. We would not do that again.

I was tugged back into the bedroom and Bane encouraged me to lay on the large round bed. Stretching out on the surface I waited for him to join me.

“You were uncomfortable for many days,” Bane said putting a hand on my foot and admiring my toes.

The big man knelt on the bed between my knees and ran his hands over my feet and past the cuffs on my ankles. His hands smoothed over my calfs and behind my knees. The soft skin there was sensitive and his touch felt wonderful.

Goose bumpstraveled up my Legs and Bane smiled tracing the funny bumps. He hit a spot on my hip and they started again until my nipples puckered.

“I like this game,” he whispered running his fingers over my chest until an area under my clavicle gave him the desired result.

I knew where I wanted to be touched and pulled his hands between my legs. Bane touched everywhere except where I wanted him. He avoided my clit and the soft wetness below it until I was ready to scream with frustration.

“Do it yourself, then,” he said coyly sitting back on his heels. “Show me how you want me to touch you.”

I stared stupidly up at him and saw the challenge in his eyes. The idea of watching me stimulate myself turned him on for some reason. He wanted to see what it would look like if I put my own fingers on my flesh.

A N G E L A ‘s L I B R A R Y

It had been the equivalent ofyearssince I’dmasturbated. The last time I’d tried I had been harshly rebuked by Stayne’s family. Frankly, I wasn’t sure that I could.

The rest of the family saw the unfolding drama in my thoughts and would not have it. Theymasturbatedthemselves when they wanted. I had the same right. This is property © of NôvelDrama.Org.

My men surrounded me as I Lay on the bed and slowly brought my fingers between my legs. I didn’t think I could do this, but they were sure I could. Their assurances gave me the confidence to slide my fingers down over my clit.

On Earth when I’d done this it had to be quickly and quietly. This wasn’t Earth and there was no rush right now. I used my one hand to open the lower lips and the started to slowly rub my own moisture over my sensitive, distended flesh.

My uncles on Earth all hadpornographic movies. On those the women touched their breasts as they did this. I assumed I should be doing that to give my men the right picture. Damien and his Brothers stopped me from moving my hands, though.

“We want to see howyou do this,” Kein quietly said. “We don’t wish to see you repeat things you have seen.”

It took a moment of practice to remember how I used tomasturbate. The subtle motion I made with my finger was similar to what Evan did with is tongue. A Low sound escaped my mouth as I relished the freedom of this. My toes curled at the fast approaching climax. For the first time in a very long time, my release was all mine.

As I came on the bed, the sexual energy in the room seemed to elevate to new heights. I clenched on nothing for a moment, but all I had to do was ask.

“Fuck me, Bane,” I moaned a moment before his big body covered mine. He drove his staff into my convulsing depths and ground against me. I felt him press me into the bedding as his lips sought mine for a fierce kiss. My wet fingers grabbed his shoulders as he started his relentless motion between my legs.

The loving was frantic and didn’t last long. Bane’s staying power was limited by his excitement. Seeing me touching myself had been the most erotic thing he’d ever witnessed. He crushed me to the bedding as he poured inside of me.

I took each of them that night. They were sweet and gentle. Just as they’d promised there was no rough play. As it was the Lovemaking wore me out and I lay exhausted on the bed once we finished.