A Sex Slavee To Alien Masters

Kein started with my neck and played the sponge down toward my breasts. With a wicked smile he changed course and thoroughly cleaned the arm Damien was claiming. It was a small reprieve, but my nipples were screaming for his touch now. My chest rose and fell, straining toward him as he took his time on my captured arm.

I didn’t expect it as his warm mouth suddenly descended on a nipple. Flicking his tongue repeatedly over the engorged tip made me feel faint in Bane’s grasp. Before I could register the pleasure he had backed away. The water from the shower was cooler than his mouth had been and my tense nipples tightened at the stimulation.

“Other arm,” Kein announced happily cleaning the arm Christof held.

“PLEASE FUCK ME!” screamed out of my mouth in frustration. I writhed helplessly against their hands and found it useless.

As Kein left my arm to soap my stomach they congratulated Damien on the win. He’d been right-on, when he said how long that it would take for me to beg.

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“I don’t like Losing,“ Kein told me seriously as he worked the sponge up my belly toward my breasts.

“I plan to take Longer now.”

It didn’t matter that I was begging but I did. I pleaded with him to suck my nipples and play with my clit. In all the time I’d spent with them I’d never wanted to come this badly.

Kein dragged the sponge under my breasts and then teasingly circled each one. His cleaning was maddeningly slow. Once he reached the puckered tips he dropped the sponge and just used his fingers. He was pinching, milking, and flicking the hard tips Like they were his own personal toys. BaneText property © Nôvel(D)ra/ma.Org.

assisted with his free hand, lifting the globes and kneading wherever Kein wasn’t touching. The stimulation from the two of them was maddening.

I stumbled slightly as Bane stepped away from my back. I had not realized how heavily I was leaning on him. Damien and Christof still held my arms and steadied me that way. My brain was foggy with desire and I would have done anything they asked.

“Tilt your head back,“ Bane demanded and I complied.

Strong fingers moved the soap over my scalp and hair. The Long build up must have been getting to them, too, though. They took far less time than they could have cleaning my hair.

Evan tugged me out of the spray of the water once I was rinsed and dried me with deft strokes to my skin. Kein pulled the water out of my hair with a magic towel and the rest just stood grinning at me.

“You need your rub,” Damien said holding up the Little tub of purple goo they used to moisturize me.

I just could not wait for another moment. Dropping to my knees in front of Damien I took his Length between my Lips and swallowed it. My tongue worked fervently against him trying to bring him ultimate pleasure. Each quick slide along his shaft took me to the root and if there’d been more I would have taken it.

They wanted to play with me and see me wild with desire. I couldn’t stand anymore delay. Doing this to Damien would hopefully make them just as crazy for me.

It worked. The game became too much for them as well. A strong arm wrapped around my waist and I was lifted off the floor. Damien’s shaft left my lips with a plop and Bane threw me over his shoulder.

“No more games, little Sister,” he said hoarsely making his way out of the shower room.

There was shouting and hooting in the bathroom as the men made their way to the bed chamber behind us. They were laughing at Bane’s sudden loss of control. The big man had seen enough and playtime was over.

Bane’s hand was wrapped over my ass and his fingers dipped to touch the wetness between my legs. There was nothing for me to grab at along the powerful plane of his back. I couldn’t really control myself as he marched us toward the bedchamber. Bane ensured my continued disorientation as he found my clit and stroked at it lightly.

My eyes didn’t adjust quickly enough to the dim light of the bedroom when we made it there. I screamed as I felt myself flipped and dropped in the dark. It was a huge relief when my chest and stomach made contact with the bed.

I turned to seek out Bane’s face and I was confronted with the awesome visage he must show on the battlefield. His teeth were down, his stripes were dark, and the look in his eyes was wild. My first response was to move away and that was a bad idea.