A Sex Slavee To Alien Masters

He stuck his tongue out and a Little of the stuff on the plate stuck to it. I was just glad he didn’t snort it up his nose. He lowered the plate to my Level and I copied him.

I saw colors shooting in front of me. The walls of the restaurant seemed to be breathing with me. I grabbed onto Master Bane and Master Kein and held onto their legs to steady myself. If they hadn’t taken me to the bathroom before, I would have pissed myself right then. I still had my presence of mind, but my senses were all screwed up. I felt Like I could taste color and see flavor.

Thankfully, the feelings didn’t last long. They were fading as I saw Master Kein offering me the plate a second time and I risked angering them.

“Masters, I’LL eat anything else you want but not that. I don’t think it’s good for humans. I feel all screwed up when I taste it and my mind isn’t right. Please, Masters, anything else,” I begged.

“Doesn’t it taste good, Ciara?” Master Damien asked, folding his hands and looking at me.

“I don’t taste anything, Master Damien. The walls move and it feels like my eyes are exploding. I promise Master, I’ll eat anything else,”

I repeated my plea. The room was still spinning around just a little bit.

Master Bane tilted my face to his and requested I repeat what I had just told Master Damien. I did and he sat still watching me intently for a moment.

“Perhaps it isn’t good for humans. We should get something different for Ciara,“ Master Bane said taking the plate from Master Kein and tasting it again.

They brought me a slippery thing that Master Bane had to feed me from the bowl. It reminded me of the time I had flan at a Mexican restaurant. It did not make me high and I enjoyed it, if not for that reason only.

Walking home with my owners the streets were much quieter. A few salesmen were still out, but it Looked Like everyone was packing up. I was surprised when a man stumbled out of a door way and directly in our path.

The man now blocking our way was angry. He had a healing cut across his nose and a nasty look on his face. He clenched his fists and looked like he wanted a fight.

Master Damien calmly took stock of the situation. His brothers held their positions and seemed to be waiting patiently. When the other man didn’t speak, Master Damien did. love yourself, cousin, we have no quarrel with you,” he said simply.

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“Weaklings!” the man spat out taking a step toward us. “Do you not need our women now, Warriors? Will you Leave us, the shopkeeps and the lowly men to them? So what if they take our brothers, eh? No concern of yours anymore is it? You have a precious little slave to tend your needs,” he sneered.

The men surrounding me didn’t even flinch during the man’s rant. I glanced at Master Kein, who stood beside me, and his face looked neutral. They didn’t even seem to be agitated.

“We take our turn with the women just as you do,” Master Damien answered calmly. “If you have lost a brother, we will search for him, just as we always have. The slave is not your concern. Now move out of our way.”

The aggressive man took another step toward us and my men did not move.

Master Damien spoke to him again. He instructed the man to desist, picking a fight with Warriors would only end up getting him hurt.

Whoever this strange man was seemed too upset to really understand what a bad idea this was. Looking between the men it was easy to see who would win a fight. The men surrounding me were built and toned. The aggressive man, although he was tall, didn’t seem to have the same muscular physique as my companions.

The angry man rushed at Master Damien quite suddenly. I cringed expecting a brawl. There wasn’t one. Instead Master Damien brushed the man’s flying fists away and shoved him back several steps.

“Draw your weapon, coward!” the man screamed running forward again.

The process repeated with Master Damien delivering a resounding open palm slap to the man’s face this time. He never drew his weapon and he seemed intent on not harming the crazy man. This enraged the already upset man.

The third time the man approached Master Damien I barely saw the motion that snapped the man’s jaw to the side. Stepping groggily the man seemed much less angry and just dazed now. That punch would have shattered my face; I was sure of it.