A Sex Slavee To Alien Masters

Christof laid behind me and kissed my neck as his Brothers wrestled. His hands drifted over my breasts down to cup my mons and play in the slick folds. Content from NôvelDr(a)ma.Org.

Kein made his demands known through the bond. He was next.

“Ciara is yours,” Christof soothed, “I only wished to keep her ready while you played.”

Christof was content behind me to watch his Brothers tussle.

He was also pleased about something else, but that was deeper and more hidden. Christof was pleased they did not refer to me as a slave in the bedroom and I was not required to call them Master. It was slow, but his Brothers were coming around to his way of thinking.

Slavery was wrong, in any form. If he had been bonded to them when they decided to go to the slave auction, he never would have allowed it. The sale of sentient beings was inappropriate and he had never understood the allure.

I turned to look at him and he smiled a sly smile at me. He’d never liked to treat me as a slave, but the push of the combined mind was strong. Fighting with them upset the balance, but subtle changes could be made.

I smiled at my friend. He was never my Master; Christof had always been my friend.

Hush, was the internal command. It would upset them if they knew what we were talking about.

Grabbing Christof’s head I kissed him deeply. Kein bellowed and pinned Bane squarely in a choke hold.

“No more interference,” he demanded of Bane

I shook myself out of my thoughts and cast sultry eyes on Kein. It was important not to concentrate on what Christof had been thinking. Instead I focused on the glistening man stalking me from across the room.

Kein was covered in sweat and oil, he looked dangerous and wild. I patted the bed in front of me and then reached for him.

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“What do you want?” I asked him when he was closer.

On my back with his shaft sliding between my tits Like he had been before he was interrupted. I grabbed the bottle of oil and poured several drops across my chest, rubbing it in

Kein mounted my chest and started to move his shaft between the mountains of flesh.

“They are Larger,” he grunted pulling them around his shaft. Pregnancy,” I answer him licking his tip every time it neared my lips.

My breasts were sensitive, but Kein was gentle. He knew what hurt me and what did not. The pressure he used was just enough to do what he wanted without causing pain.

I felt Kein‘s arousal and pleasure. Suddenly it made sense why they didn’t mind watching each other every time. ALL they had to do was concentrate on their Brother and it was like they were having sex five times in a row.

Through the sexual haze I did note Damien was concerned. Kein was getting closer to cumming and he wanted to spill it all over my Large chest. Their seed was sacred and they had been taught since childhood it must be deposited in a living vessel.

Feeling Damien’s worry, I watched Kein closely. When he got to the very edge I struck. My hand pumped his shaft and I pulled him into my mouth. Damien would be happy if he finished here.

Much to my surprise Kein leaned forward and forced his cock into my throat. His hand wrapped in my hair pulling me painfully against him. I swallowed as his Length choked me and hoped he’d finish quickly.

Christof finally forced Kein to back off so I could take a breath.

“No need to kill her is there, Brother?” Christof asked pushing Kein back.