A Sex Slave To Alien Masters (Erotica)

There was silence for a little while and I was glad Master Damien had fed me. My stomach growling would have been very distracting now. The only sounds in the room were the gentle crackling of the fire.Text © by N0ve/lDrama.Org.

“Once,” Master Kein said quietly, “we were on a hunt for a lost man. I was hiding, staying in one place; I had heard the women’s wings nearby. They landed less than a body’s length from me, but didn’t see me.”

The men murmured and Master Kein continued.

“Do you all remember? I stayed very silent and watched. They laid the man we had been looking for on the ground. They put a little jug of water beside him. He was sound asleep. Once the women left, I went to him and woke him up. He told me he had run away, he seemed very confused. We’d never seen anything like it.”

Master Evan was the next to speak. “The marks on our shoulders, do the women place those?” he asked.

“Yes,” Christof answered hesitantly, “I think so. That is what the other men told me.”

“I thought as much,” Master Evan said confidently. “The marks do not taste like us, they taste of something else. I have always wondered. Do you know why the women place them?”

Christof seemed relieved to be talking and more relieved by the reaction he was getting. I glanced up and the tension I had always seen marring his features was slowly dissolving.

“The men in the mountains seem to think the marks are more complicated than we understand. If you know how to read them, they can tell you who our breeders were. I have studied ours, while they are all similar; there are differences.”

“Yes,” said Master Bane contemplatively stroking his mark, “I have noticed the same thing.”

“You all aren’t upset that we are owned and controlled by the women? I was furious when I realized. How is it you all are not upset by this?” Christof asked sounding shocked.

“We are together, brother. You remember we gain strength from that. Perhaps it would not have been so bad for you had we all been there,” Master Damien said as Master Bane reached over and clasped his shoulder.

The men continued to talk amicably and I was just stunned. They weren’t acting at all like Christof had thought they would. It was like they all expected this was the case. I shook my head at the ridiculousness of it all.

A hand was running down my back and I looked up at Master Evan. He looked playful.

“We need to work on our bond brothers,” he said.

Christof looked unsure. It took me a minute to realize why I was suddenly part of the conversation. Once it hit me I realized what my responsibility was in this matter.

They needed to re-bond with Christof. From what Rose had said group activities helped the bond. Excluding Christof, I was always a group activity.

I walked across the little room to Christof and got up in his lap. No one stopped me, they all just watched. Kissing up and down his neck, I tried to murmur encouragement in his ear. I felt his hardness growing against my leg, so I knew I was doing a good job. He picked me up and carried me toward the bedroom. The rest of the men followed while shedding clothes.

Christof sat me on my feet as Master Evan and Master Damien pulled off my minimal coverings. It was a little nerve racking; they all looked ready, very ready. Nothing in the prior conversation had made me feel that way. I wasn’t sure what had them feeling like this.

I stroked Master Evan’s arm and whispered in his ear to please use the oil. He just laughed at me softly. Hands pushed me back onto the bed and Master Evan knelt between my legs. He covered me with his body and pushed his staff against my dry opening. My body tensed waiting for the pain.

I felt lips on my neck running up to my ear.

“Have we not proven since the first day cycle we would not cause you pain? We know your human body better than you do. You will be ready when we wish you to be,” he said sliding his hand across my full breasts.

Master Evan was a domineering ass and somehow that made him all the more sexy. As he licked and sucked his way down my body, I begrudgingly had to admit I’d be wet by the time he got where he was going.

I was irritated. Before he could get down to my center, I scooted out from underneath him and flipped onto my stomach.

I slipped quickly across the bed and made it to Christof. He thought it was funny and lay down watching me. A yelp escaped me as Master Evan bit my exposed ass. Thankfully he didn’t use the fangs.

“Stay,” Master Evan ordered gruffly grabbing my hips.

“No,” I said crawling over a laughing Christof.

“You are really irritating my brother, Ciara,” Christof said.

My answer was cut short as Master Evan started to lap at my cunt. I loved it when he did that. Still hovering over Christof’s chest I allowed myself to be explored. Christof pulled me down for a searing kiss as Master Evan paid attention to every part of me except my aching clit. I moaned as he removed the plug, I’d forgotten it was still there. Then he put his tongue where the plug had been.

“No, stop, that’s gross, Master Evan,” I begged dropping my hips until my wetness lay over Christof’s cock.

“And you love it Ciara. You make more lubrication when I do that, don’t deny it. I’d know you are lying,” he said arrogantly.

“Is it ready, brother?” Master Kein asked winding a hand in my hair.

I was irked by how easily they seemed to get me worked up. I huffed and raised myself over Christof. I aimed his length and slid down over it.

“Yes, I’m ready, Master Kein,” I said starting to shift my hips.

“What are you doing, Ciara?” Master Damien asked watching me curiously.

I didn’t have a good answer for that. I was doing what we always did, I was just on top. Christof groaned and answered for me.

“Ciara is bringing me great pleasure, brothers. I do not mind the position,” he said gripping my hips fiercely.

I placed my hands on either side of his shoulders and started to canter my ass seductively up and down. I hoped the group behind me was enjoying the show as I slid on Christof’s staff. On each downstroke I ground myself against him.

Breath in my ear and heat at my back surprised me. Master Kein was looking down at Christof.

“You do not mind it is on top?” he asked.

The idea of finally being in control of one of these wanton sessions had me feeling empowered. I looked back over my shoulder at Master Kein and answered for Christof.

“If you think someone should be on top of me, Master Kein, get on.”

He looked a little startled and a lot confused.

I had learned a few cuss words from Fuji. In the past I’d been very careful not to use them. Fear it would make my Masters angry had stifled my creative spirit. Right now I didn’t think they would take me down to the posts.

“Put your cock up my ass and fuck me,” I whispered back to him.

A collective gasp came from behind me. Christof seemed to think it was funny; he laughed. The voices behind us were discussing whether what I had suggested was possible. They hadn’t asked about doing that together.

Christof allowed me to slow down while fingers explored me from behind. Finally I stilled over Christof and relaxed toward him. There was faint sheen of sweat over his chest and I licked at it. I adored the slightly salty taste of him.

Over my shoulder I watched Master Kein cautiously approach my ass. I wanted to move.

“Hurry up. Stick it in and fuck me,” I commanded.

That was more brazen than I had ever been with them. I hoped they wouldn’t be angry.

Master Kein obeyed without much fanfare. His length seared into me and I hissed through my teeth. There was pain mixed with the pleasure. It was so good, it was too much; I couldn’t decide.

My noises were ignored as the men intently watched one another. It was awkward at first, but soon they had a rhythm going. I wasn’t a terribly active participant I just offered myself in the direction of whoever was moving.

My ass burned a little with the stretch, but Master Kein’s moans of pleasure were so beautiful I ignored the slight pain. He was muttering words Fuji had yet to teach me in my ear. I couldn’t understand him, but it sounded like he was thrilled. Christof for his part looked relaxed as he stroked my breasts and thighs. He seemed happier than I’d ever seen him.

Licking my lips I looked up from Christof’s face and saw Master Damien watching me intently. His erection was rock solid and ready. Erect he was eight inches of fury and thick. I loved feel of him pressing between my lips. Often he allowed me to suck on his magnificent staff while someone else took me from behind. I tried to use my eyes to offer him that now. When he didn’t respond quickly enough, I got braver.

“Come feed me your cock, Master Damien,” I purred.

He came toward me slowly stroking that awesome rod. Their semen was pinkish and I could see a little clinging to the tip. Flirtatiously, I licked that off first. His member pressed between my lips and I sucked on him. Using my tongue I swirled him around my mouth and tasted him like fine wine. Soon I had relaxed my throat and was taking him as deep as he wanted.

It seemed like this much sex would be impossible, but they were so considerate of one another it was really easy. Somehow I rocked between the three of them accepting their cocks with ease. My clit, caught as it was, rubbed continuously on Christof. I was quickly approaching orgasm.