A Sex Slave To Alien Masters (Erotica)

At the bathhouse I hesitated in the doorway and shuddered looking at the water. Most places I could see the bottom, but in the deepest parts I barely could. For the first time that frightened me. Master Bane tugged at me to get me to follow them inside.

I kept my head down like I was supposed to, but I noticed we were getting a lot of attention. Warriors seemed to be coming toward us from all angles. From what I could hear they were curious about my leg. I prayed my Warriors would not pass me around to them.

Being passed around should never have concerned me. Master Damien demanded the other men leave us alone in strong forceful tones. My owners surrounded me in a tight circle until the other men left.

Master Damien pulled me to follow him into a shallow spot. He sat on a bench in the water and demanded I wash him. Reluctantly entering the water I sat on the bench beside him and did as he wished. The water only came up to my waist that way. To wash his long legs I had to move from beside him and into the water, which I did unenthusiastically.

My hands were shaking again. I was so afraid and the water only came up to my waist. I fumbled the slick little piece of soap Master Damien had given me and it went to the bottom of the pool. Like an idiot I stood there and stared at it.

Master Evan splashed me with water. I hadn’t heard them talking to me.

“Get the soap and finish washing my brother, Ciara,” he said sounding exasperated.

I tried to reach down and get the little bar without dunking my head, but the current from everyone in the pool made it move to slightly deeper water. My legs felt frozen to the spot, I didn’t want to be in deep water.

“Ciara,” Master Damien said and I heard the frustration in his voice.

It wasn’t that bad, the soap was under maybe four feet of water. I persuaded myself to just get it over with. I took a deep breath and let my head go under.

A moment later I was up. I found myself clinging to Master Damien’s chest and gasping for air. The darkness had surrounded me the minute I’d put my head beneath the surface. Master Damien held me as I desperately tried to calm down.

“Please, no water,” was all I could manage to sputter out. My owners stood in a tight circle watching me pant and cry.

Master Christof reached out and stroked my back gently. “Tell us why you are acting this way,” he said.

“I got soap in my eyes,” I lied. Rose had said my fear would anger them. I couldn’t risk it. “It hurt,” I finished and looked up at him.

“Ciara, do not lie to us,” Master Evan said in a low threatening voice.

My eyes flicked the deep pool in front of us and I shuddered. “I’m afraid to go under water. I’m afraid I’ll drown,” I admitted.

They didn’t seem angry, but they didn’t seem to understand either.

“You will not drown in front of us,” Master Kein said.

“Please, Masters,” I begged, “can I get out of the water? Please, don’t make me stay in it.”

Tears had started to run down my face and I couldn’t stop them. If it wasn’t for Master Damien’s grip I would have been quaking with fear.

“This is intolerable,” Master Evan huffed and everyone seemed to agree.

“I would prefer,” Master Christof said, “not to do this here and now.”

The men relented and sat me on the edge of the pool. I curled my legs up beneath me and waited for them to finish. My fear seemed stupid now that I wasn’t sitting in the water. I watched them bathe themselves and felt ashamed. That was usually my job.

We made our way back upstairs and I was just glad to be away from that whole water situation. I made up my mind to go into the water at the Keepers and get over this problem. Rose and Fuji would help me. I just had to face it head on.

When we reached the front door I noticed my owners all looked happy. They also looked excited. They had gotten used to our nightly romps and I had been indisposed for the last several days. It was time for payback.

Master Kein flung me over his shoulder as we entered the door and headed for the bedroom. The rest of my owners weren’t far behind him. I hated that intent look they all got right before they made a meal of me. It was intimidating.

Master Kein laid me on the bed and covered my body. Before I could react his tongue was in my mouth. He slipped to the side and someone was between my legs, licking and sucking. Master Evan, I’m sure it was him, was sucking on the ear Master Kein wasn’t pulling on. His tongue kept snaking in and out.

By the time Master Bane entered me, I was soaked and ready. As he started to glide in and out above me, I saw a cock being offered to my lips. Wiggling around, I allowed my head to fall off the edge of the bed and took Master Damien as deep as he liked, for a moment.

Suddenly, I was drowning. I couldn’t breath and I panicked, pushing against them and writhing. Inadvertently, my teeth clamped down on the cock in my mouth. Master Evan separated my jaws as Master Damien removed himself. Bane nearly bounded off me and knelt staring at me. I rolled on my side crying and apologizing.

One look at the ferocity on Master Damien’s face had me cowering and pleading.

“I’m so sorry, Masters. I thought I was drowning,” I stammered. “Please don’t get rid of me, let me try again. I didn’t mean to hurt you.” Tears ran down my face as I reached for them.

Master Damien’s fierce look changed to one of confusion. He wiped a tear off my face and continued to look quizzical.

“The idea of teeth on my member is disquieting, but yours are harmless. Why did you think you were drowning?” he asked curiously.

“When you do that it cuts off my air, Master. It didn’t used to bother me, I just held my breath,” I answered. “Now it reminds me of drowning and I’m afraid I won’t be able to breath again.”

“Tomorrow,” Master Christof said and the rest agreed.

I got hysterical and begged them not to take me to the whipping post or the posts. In the back of my mind even I knew I was out of control. They got irritated with my rambling and that made me more paranoid. My owners were going to do something awful to me tomorrow.

My friend wouldn’t hurt me so I begged him. I got on my knees and entreated Master Christof not to let them harm me. Master Damien picked me up and fell back to my knees.

Eventually, Master Evan pulled me on the bed. He made me lay still by wrapping his arms around me and holding me against him. I offered to have sex with him, with all of them, if they just wouldn’t hurt me or sell me.

“Ciara,” Master Christof huffed in front of me, “have we ever hurt you? We aren’t going to hurt you tomorrow. We will help you get over this fear. You are not acting like normal at all.”

My terror wouldn’t stop, it was like a freeway pile up. It just got worse and worse. I knew I was being a terrible slave. I thought about Fuji and cried they were going to trade me in for a slave like her.