A Sex Slavee To Alien Masters

We went to breakfast and I sat on Master Evan’s lap as Master Christof and Master Bane went to get food. Men approached our table and I felt Master Evan tense beneath me. He wanted to make these men bleed.

We went to breakfast and I sat on Master Evan’s lap as Master Christof and Master Bane went to get food. Men approached our table and I felt Master Evan tense beneath me. He wanted to make these men bleed.

“Our Mistress said we are to be punished today for failure,” I heard my fake Masters say.

“They say the slave is heavy with a child.”

“Sounds right to me,” Master Damien answered Leaning back.This belongs to NôvelDrama.Org: ©.

“It was your deception,” one of the other men snarled out.

Master Damien and his Brothers grunted at that statement.

“It was your failure to follow instructions and your greed that got the slave with child,” Master Damien answered.

My owners were pissed at these men. They wanted to beat them into the ground, but it would have to wait. If they got in more trouble with Nu-reeh, she may hurt them so badly they would be unable to care for me. The women were not known to be light in their punishments.

“Leave us,” Master Damien said motioning to the other men. “I have no wish to beat you up today.”

Rue and his Brothers grumbled, but smartly left to go to their own table.

The food was delivered and everyone dug in. Anger was put aside so they could have a nice meal.

I thought about how Nu-reeh would punish them if they really injured someone else. It struck me to wonder what the women did when men killed each other.

“It’s the price of having a Warrior,” Master Damien said. “They expect it to happen.”

When the Warriors killed another family their women paid off the women that had lost men. If the killing was not justified the Warriors would be sanctioned by the Administrators. A family that killed for fun or did so without cause would probably be destroyed by their owners.

“It was preferred that we brought thieves and wayward men before the Administrators for punishment. We were allowed to dole out death ourselves only when our Lives were in danger,” Master Kein said.

Master Kein was munching on that tasty green stalk again. I really wanted to try it. It tasted so unbelievably good to him.

Watching me curiously, Master Kein dug through the pile and pulled out the smallest, most tender stalk. He handed it to Master Evan, who gave it to me.

I’d seen Master Kein eat it and he just chewed and ate the entire thing. I put it in my mouth and bit down. The stalk was ice cold. Kein knew it was fresh because it was so cold. It was like biting a tough ice pop.

Juice leaked out where I bit the stalk and onto my tongue. It was wonderful. Concentrating on the taste, I chewed and sucked. The cold reminded me of cherry ice cream topped with sugar. It was the most intense candy taste I’d ever experienced. If I sucked hard enough I could pull the icy, sweet juice out without biting.

My men continued to talk around me, but I was lost in my activity. I hadn’t had sweets in eons and that was what this was Like. No wonder Master Kein Liked it so much.

I looked up and Master Damien was grinning at me wickedly. Much Like men on Earth he was mesmerized by the imagery. It was Like watching me suck his cock. He’d make sure I got a piece of the plant everyday to suck on. What a wonderful thing to see at the start of the morning.

“Ha, ha,” I blushed.

Clattering talons made everyone look up. The women had entered the eating area. Nu-reeh approached our table and looked at Master Damien pointedly.

“I expect you will work this morning and take your punishment this afternoon,” she said bluntly.