A Sex Slave To Alien Masters (Erotica)

The motion of the plug in my ass was relentless. I rode it until I was begging Bane for his cock. A low chuckle was his satisfied response.

I sounded like a blithering idiot as I came on Evan’s mouth. Nothing I was saying made any difference anyway. He wouldn’t stop and wouldn’t let me pull away.

“Too much,” I moaned and cried kissing and licking the turgid shaft in front of me.

“Make him spend in your mouth, Ciara,” Damien growled, “he may take pity on you.”

I opened my lips and took Evan half way down. I had forgotten how large Evan was. It would be work to take the rest, but he made it worthwhile. Whenever I pulled off the shaft he attacked my sensitive center.

My noisy slurping filled the room for several moments and then the plug was gone. As Bane started to press into me I had a terrible thought.

“Hannah,” I panted, “what if she comes home?”

Hands pressed me to take Evan again as Christof told me she would be gone until the moons were high. Nu-reeh had taken her somewhere. We were safe to do this for a while.

“You need to orgasm again,” Bane informed me sliding further in. “Ciara needs to cum on my shaft Evan. It would be good for her.”

Yeah, right, I thought, but that’s all I had time for.

My eyes rolled back in my head as Evan started in again. He had my thighs quivering and clenching around his head, but it wasn’t enough. Every time I moaned he pressed into my throat and renewed his efforts.

Bane had settled on a rhythm and held onto my hips as he stoked in and out.

There was nothing left to do as the big man claimed my ass and Evan bit my clit. I came hard. I fought the urge to grind my teeth with the force of the orgasm. I sucked and moaned. My vision blackened around the edges.

I could hear Bane cursing volumes behind me. My body was trying to squeeze his cock off, he claimed. Several thrusts into my wildly convulsing ass had him spilling into me with a groan. Evan wasn’t far behind and found his release against my tongue and throat.

Rolling off of Evan I sat on the bed and watched the two satisfied men beside me.

“So it would be good for me to find my pleasure on your shaft Bane?” I asked sarcastically. “That is healthy for me?”

Damien smirked as he lost the last of his clothes.

“Your spirit is back,” he commented, “so yes, I would say it is healthy for you.”

I was feeling excited and spunky. “Perhaps my bite is also back,” I offered snapping my teeth at Damien.

“You forget how much we enjoyed taming our woman,” Damien said stroking his shaft lazily. “Do that on my cock and we will revisit the idea of training you. We have learned much and there is a great deal we would like to try.”Belonging © NôvelDram/a.Org.

I crawled toward the big man and nuzzled his shaft as he stood by the bed. I looked up into his eyes and saw the fire. On a simple crazy impulse I turned to face his shaft and bit the midsection lightly. The resulting growl was anything but light.

His eyes were blazing when I looked up. Damien actually looked pissed. In a moment of decision I tightened my teeth around him. His fangs started to grow and his member twitched between my jaws. Apparently he couldn’t decide if this was pissing him off or turning him on.

Sharp points and warm breath surrounded a nipple as it hung beneath me. Similar sharp points dug into my vulva and the curve of my ass. When teeth gripped my fingers on one hand and toes stung with the sharp points, I knew what they were doing.

It was a controlled threat. I could bite their Brother, but they’d bite back. Who would win that battle was abundantly clear.

I looked up at Damien and he was staring down at me looking quite sure of himself.

“Lick it,” he ordered, “and suck it the way I like.”

I watched Damien closely as I ran my tongue from base to the tip. The sharp teeth receded. Still feeling peckish I pulled back a little and snapped my teeth on air. I grinned evilly looking up into Damien’s surprised face. For all of a moment, I had the upper hand.

The way Damien and his Brothers usually treated me it was easy to forget how strong they were. I was reminded powerfully as I found myself pinned to the bed with my arms pulled behind me. My arms were pulled just to the point of discomfort, but not past it.

I struggled under Bane’s weight and couldn’t move an inch. In a futile gesture I kicked my legs around and he reminded Evan where to find the rope. The threat made all my humor at the situation abate.

“I’m sorry, Bane… Master Bane. You don’t have to hold me still. I’ll be good, I promise,” I begged.

“Ah, so we are Masters now,” Bane whispered in my ear.

With ease and fluidity my body was flipped onto my back. I saw the rope and felt an odd sense of relief. We’d played with it before and I’d not been harmed.

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.

“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.