A Sex Slavee To Alien Masters

Eddy had been merciless with picking at me. He made my personal life a topic of
conversation with all my uncles when they sat and drank beer in the front yard.
Before I moved, it had gotten to a point I snuck out my window and walked
around the back of the house when I went anywhere.
The constant jibes and hurtful remarks were too numerous to take.
I was scowling and staring at the floor when I felt Master Bane pinch a nipple. I
Looked up at him shocked.
“Ciara, what are you thinking about?” he asked curiously offering me a piece of
food that had obviously been delivered while I was daydreaming.
Oh God, I couldn't tell them what I was thinking about Master Christof.
That could be really offensive here. I stammered out an answer about a creepy
relative of my mother’s that this place reminded me of. That seemed to satiate
them.
As we ate I took the chance to look furtively around the restaurant. I glanced at a
girl at a table near ours that seemed to be human. She was sitting like I was, but
she Looked up at the men that sat around her.
It seemed she never took her eyes off of one of them. Her attention seemed odd
to me. Staring at someone openly Like that, I would consider rude. Perhaps that
was the right way to act, though.
I did take careful note of her appearance and attire. She didn't look the way I
thought a slave should. Her skin was clean and blemish free.
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She was wrapped in satiny orange strip of fabric. Long, blonde hair was bound in
a bun at the back of her head. It looked thick and cared for.
Her entire appearance seemed to exude health.
Looking down at my own hands I was embarrassed for some reason. Despite
that strangely effective cream, I still had cracks on my palms and thick callouses
on my fingers. Comparing myself to the beautiful creature at the other table I felt
lessened for some reason. Hopefully, my skin would heal quickly.
I glanced back at the woman and she was still staring at the men she sat with.
She seemed to spend a little time watching each of them, whether they were
talking or not. It was very strange behavior.
When Master Bane pinched my nipple this time he also gave it a sharp tug. I
looked up and my owners were staring daggers at me.
“What are you doing, Ciara?” Master Damien growled.
“The girl in orange,“ I stammered, “I was watching her, the way she acts. I'm
sorry, Master Damien.”
Master Damien and his brethren all turned to look in the direction I had been
looking. They did look less angry when they turned back to me.
“That is not a girl or a she,” Master Damien informed me. “That is a slave. You
will notice it only looks at its owners, as is appropriate.”
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“Humans do like to question, don't they?” Master Kein said under his breath.