A Sex Slavee To Alien Masters

No, they just Looked at me and left,” I said reaching out and stroking his leg.

“They didn’t need to look at you,” Evan said sounding cranky. “I told you all those men were not honorable.”

The Brothers argued. There was some dissension as to whether Looking constituted something other men should not do. Kein argued they would have Looked when they were younger. Damien said they would have ignored the slave.

I interrupted them when I laughed.

“Is it honorable,” I asked softly, “to leave a member of the family tied up when we are all back together?”

Bane grunted and sliced through the Leash tethering me in the main room. I rose and stretched. My bladder was a little full, so I wandered into the bathroom to use the pot. After sitting down I looked up at five men standing in the doorway staring at me.

“Are you all bored?” I asked sarcastically.

I failed to understand why me needing to pee resulted in a group trip to this room. I stood up and turned around facing the wall. It was really hard to do my business when I was the focus of attention.

I looked down while I concentrated on relieving myself and noted how flat my stomach was, concave almost. My thighs were also slimmer, but with pronounced muscles. I finished and realized how much weight I had lost. Nu-reeh’s boot camp had been very effective, I looked very different, which was probably her intention.

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I jumped when a wet cloth ran gently between my legs. They had been so quiet, I thought the men had gotten bored and left. Obviously they had not.

“What are you doing?” I asked Bane as he dried me.

“Iam cleaning you,” he said softly.

There was longing in his eyes. I realized Damien and his Brothers had missed me terribly and I wasn’t acting at all excited to see them. Usually I was much more affectionate than this. Play acting in front of the other men had stifled my emotions.

I rose and turned wrapping my arms around Bane. “I missed you, Bane,” I told him as I reached on tip toe to kiss his lips.

“Being away from you was awful.”

That was what they needed. I was passed man to man. Each of them wanted to hear my voice while they held me. They needed the soft press of Lips on their skin. Tactile proof I had missed them was required.

We ended up in the room with the Large bed. They wanted to be on their bed in the compound, but no one wanted to wait that long. All of us wanted to be close after the long separation.

I knelt on the covers and watched them disrobe around me. Damien came toward me first. As he stood beside the bed, my hands drifted over his muscled arms and chest. I re-memorized the contours of his body.

Shuffling forward I kissed his chest across his broad flat nipples. He shuddered at the strange sensation and I smiled into his chest. My hand dropped to encircle his erection and I tugged on it lightly. The rod pulsed in my hand growing harder as I played.

“Stop,” Damien demanded suddenly wrapping a hand in my short hair.

As he leaned down to kiss me softly on the lips his big hand pulled my palm away from his staff.

“You are not ready,” he said in a strained voice.