A Sex Slavee To Alien Masters

My family held my back to the bed as Kein bound my arms above my head anchoring them to the post at the center. The intricate row of knots up my arms prevented me from even bending my elbows.

Evan and Bane pulled my legs far apart and dropped them off the edge of the bed. Kein worked quickly binding my legs. The first thing he did was wrap the rope securely just under my knee. It was intricately knotted and then secured to the bed frame. Running the rope back to my ankle I felt the wrapping and knots that Locked my Lower leg down. Both legs were secured the same way, with the same attention to detail. Even with all the force I could muster, I couldn’t raise my legs away from the bed or close my legs.

It struck me how vulnerable my position was currently. My legs were spread obscenely wide and my hands were trapped over my head. I was absolutely exposed and utterly immobilized.

“I was only joking…,” I pleaded from my now very exposed position and looked around for Damien.

I suddenly realized I had no idea where he‘d gone. Bane sat on the bed on one side of me and Evan sat on the other. Both of their faces held a weird amount of glee. I twisted and squirmed and found I could go nowhere.

Straining my neck I looked at the predatory gleam on each of their faces and it scared me. I was nude and tied. They Looked hungry and Damien had left. Would they all leave? It began to unnerve me. Christof knelt beside me and I saw the old familiar smile light his face.

“Please, please Let me go. I won’t tease him anymore,” I said pulling on what was binding me.

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“Hush,” Christof ordered stroking a hand down my arm, “you threatened my Brother and he warned you not to do that. We would enjoy teaching you manners. You are safe in these restraints. They are not too

tight and you will not be able to move and injure yourself while we play with you.”

Hands stroked the tops of my thighs and my stomach. I relaxed under the gentle caresses. They weren’t trying to scare me. They just wanted to play.

Damien slowly came into view and my eyes focused on what he had in his hand. My uncle had magazines he’d leave around the house. I knew what this was because I’d nosily gone through those. It was a flogger. On Earth it would have been multiple strips of leather firmly bound to a handle. Whatever this was it appeared to be made that way.

“You will Learn not to bite,” Damien said levelly. “That was very bad. I do not like it when you bite me.”

My brain whirred to find some way out of this. “Your Brother does,” I said casting anxious eyes on Bane.

“I am not my Brother find you enjoy this.”

Damien answered cooly. “Now relax. You may even

“I know I’ll enjoy it,” Bane growled from beside me.

The feral glint in Bane’s eyes told me how much he was looking forward to what they had internally decided on. This text is © NôvelDrama/.Org.

It made sense suddenly. The men weren’t punishing me because they had to, they were doing it because they wanted to. I wondered who had gotten their ear and told them this would be fun.

I made one Last attempt at freedom and tried to move in my bindings They were done much to well for me to loosen them, though. I was tied so securely I couldn’t even move enough to strain myself.

Sweat collected on my brow as Damien stood stoically watching my pointless struggle. He did not move again until I lay still and quiet. The other Brothers just sat watching me with anticipation.

“Thank me for teaching you,” Damien said and then he swung the flogger. It was like slow motion as he swung up and then down. I saw the separate tails move in perfect synchrony as he added lift at the last moment. The end of the tails snapped the skin right above my knee.

It wasn’t a hard hit, but it wasn’t soft by any stretch. More like it caused a deep persistent sting.

“Thank you, Damien,” I said feeling relieved it didn’t hurt worse.