A Sex Slavee To Alien Masters

The rest of the men in the hall dispersed quickly. They’d seen the good part. Bets would be settled outside the view of the women. It was quiet in a few moments and we were alone with Nu-reeh and her Sisters.

“Damien Nu-reeh said, “Rue and his Brothers have paid for their deception and oversight. Their owner wants no other harm to come to their servants.”

My owners were livid. Master Damien spoke quickly and angrily.

“They did not treat Ciara right, they did not care for her-” he said tists clenching.

“And it has been taken care of,” Nu-reeh answered him calmly.

I felt it, the shift. It was done. We would not try to punish Rue and his Brothers ourselves. Thirty Lashes to the back each was enough punishment for what they had failed to do.

“Yes, Mistress,” we said.

My owners were looking longingly at me, but they didn’t say anything. Their main concern now was having me closer to them.

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“Go,” Nu-reeh said simply waving a hand in my direction.

I rose to my feet and moved to the edge of the small stage. Struggling slightly I sat down and my owners pulled me off. They weren’t focusing on their backs, they were focused on me. Nu-reeh’s wicked claws had been so close…

“Go clean up,“ Nu-reeh said.

“The slave may wait in your quarters and I expect a performance from you all this afternoon.”

Nobody knew who she wanted to perform or what she was talking about. Suddenly her eyes Locked with Master Evan.

“You specifically, Evan, I expect a good performance from you,” she rose and stepped off the stage.

Nu-reeh walked past us brushing boldly along Master Evan’s chest. Her wings clattered and shook in silent excitement, but she moved on. My men understood now.

We walked toward our Living quarters and the internal conversation took over. Nu-reeh smelled of a woman in need. The scent called to Master Evan like a beacon. She was going to breed with him today and he was excited.

“I wonder if she would let me taste?” he asked. NôvelDrama.Org holds this content.

“Not a chance,” Master Bane scoffed.

“As if you could get close enough without getting gouged,” Master Kein said.

“You aren’t fast enough.”

“Bet I could,” Master Evan answered with good humor.

“The General Liked to taste, too, Brother,” Master Damien warned, “and you’ve seen what they did to him. They don’t want you tracking them.”

The General’s face, I suddenly remembered, bore a scar. That was unusual, the mens’ memories told me. The women rarely injured a man in the face.

I was irritated. They should be convalescing and relaxing. Getting harassed by Nu-reeh would just mean it would take Longer to heal. Their backs were still dripping blood. They weren‘t up for a mating right now.