A Sex Slavee To Alien Masters

“The support you asked for Ciara,” Master Evan laughed placing them beside my sandals.

Come to think of it my breasts had Looked really perky underneath the gauze.

Once I was back in just my cuffs and collar, they removed the pieces covering their genitals. Master Kein and Master Bane raced to the pool and jumped in making a splash. I walked with the other men who took a more dignified entrance into the water.

The water felt surprisingly good. It was a little on the warm side, but very comfortable. Remembering my instructions I wasn’t surprised when a silky rag and a slippery bar were handed to me. I stood in the water and did as instructed.

I gently scrubbed Master Damien he sat in the shallow water at one end.

He was powerful man and I felt the tension in some of the muscle of his back. I rubbed a Little harder and felt the muscle ease under my palm.

“Lower down,” he instructed, “do the same thing you just did.”

Using the soap like massage oil I found the knot that must have been bothering him. After a moment it released in response to the gentle massage.

“Wash all of me like that,” he instructed.

It was to be a full body massage, then. I rubbed and cleaned him thoroughly. On his right shoulder, I noticed the intricate mark he carried. Comparing it to my the insignia on my cuffs it was virtually the same. Except for scars, this tattoo was the only other mark on his skin.

Once I was done with Master Damien, Master Evan demanded the same attention. I started to massage him and he shook off my hands. He just wanted me to bathe him.

“Rub me with soap and wash it off,” he said brusquely.

I did as he asked and gave him a perfunctory bath. After washing him he also told me to wash his hair.

I sat behind Master Evan on a step and cleaned his hair. I remembered the one time mom and I had gone to a fancy salon. The Lady had run her nails over my scalp. It had felt really good, so I did that gently.

“More of that,” came the soft response. Belonging © NôvelDram/a.Org.

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I started to massage the scalp in front of me and Evan groaned very low in his throat.

“Like that,” was the guttural comment, so I kept at it.

Evan moved only once as I worked on his hair. He jerked me around so I sat on the bench beside him. Flipping his legs up on bench he laid back with his head on one thigh.

“You may continue,” he said settling down.

As I worked, I heard my other owners walking away. A game was being played on the other side of the pool and it had their attention.

Eventually, Master Evan’s hair was clean but he didn’t move. I just kept rubbing his scalp and playing with his hair. The Long locks were a temptation. I spread them out over my lap and experimented with braiding them.

I would put a complicated plait in and then take it out. My skills getting better the more I practiced. Mom had been a hairdresser, so I knew quite a few fancy braids.

I was allowing myself to get lost in the repetitive activity. Master Evan had his eyes closed laying in the water and looked completely relaxed. When he spoke I jumped.