A Sex Slavee To Alien Masters

“It doesn’t fight.”

After a while I opened my eyes and looked around. The men were all alternating staring at me or at Master Damien, who was motionless behind me. Maybe this was how they had sex, if so I felt buying me was a big waste of money.

“Aren’t you supposed to move or would you Like me to move? On my planet we go back and forth. I only did it a couple of time, but is it different here …Master Damien?”

I couldn’t stop rambling once I started. It was such an unusual position to be in: impaled on someone’s cock while other men watched.

“You ask many questions, Ciara. Yes, I would Like to move; you may stay still. I was merely enjoying this for a moment,” Master Damien said slowly starting to glide in and out of me.

It felt really good once he started to thrust. He rubbed something deep inside of me every time and I felt my own desire building.

Inadvertently, I started to push back against him. A murmur passed through the group when they noticed me, but I wasn’t chastised.

“sir, may I take my hands off the pole? I won’t do anything bad. It would just be easier if I could lean on my hands, Master Damien,” I said before I realized slaves probably shouldn’t ask to be comfortable.

It was just leaning on my elbows with my forearms crossed and stuck to a pole in front of me was such an awkward position. Master Kein moved forward and removed the rope restraining me.

I moved to my hands and knees, so now my breasts hung freely. They were large and had gotten me in more than a little trouble. When you have large breasts everything seems to show them off. Now they swung with each forceful plunge.

Master Evan and Master Kein noticed and stroked my breasts liberally, thoroughly entertained by the swaying orbs. It felt good and I whispered to them not to stop. That was the only encouragement they needed.

My breasts got all the attention they ever wanted after that. Master Kein gave up stroking and went back to sucking. He scooted so he lay beneath me.

I felt certain I would smother the man with my chest, but he moaned in pleasure directly beneath them. Soon I was lost in the sensation of his hands, lips, and teeth exploring the rounded flesh. His wet mouth passed repeatedly over the reactive tips of my nipples making them into puckered Little nubs.

Hands were everywhere on me, stroking my sex, my back, and my hips. It was an amazing experience. I shouldn’t have orgasmed, but I did, stuttering into the pillow in front of me.

The stroking hands never stopped and heard them all telling me how good I was for finding pleasure. I felt for moment like a puppy that had finally Learned a new trick. It was very strange.

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My sheath gripped at Master Damien fiercely and the orgasm lasted forever. It must have felt good for him, too. He took two swift plunges into my convulsing depths and said a series of words I didn’t understand.

I had no time to recover as a new set of hands gripped me and a hard cock plunged inside. I moaned at the invasion, not because it felt bad, but because it felt so good. This cock was larger and I felt the stretch. I turned my head and Master Evan was rocking himself above me.

He was saying something, but I couldn’t understand him. I wondered if I had turned off their Language or forgotten it. Fear gripped me. What if they were giving me instructions and I wasn’t responding?

“Master Evan, I don’t understand you, sir, Master.”

I couldn’t figure out how to finish my sentence and he was still plowing into my sensitive tissue. It was hard to concentrate.

Master Evan slowed a little as he spoke. “We did not have the saleswoman place all of our words in you Ciara. There are words you do not need to use.”

His pace quickened as he finished his statement. I glanced back and he looked ecstatic. Master Bane forced my head forward again. If it wasn’t for the sexual frenzy, I’m sure the grip Master Evan had on my hips would have been considered painful.

Master Evan continued to thrust as Master Bane passed a hand over my mostly bald mound. As he started to rub over my engorged clitoris I bucked and moaned. The convulsions that had been fading started over again.