A Sex Slavee To Alien Masters

“Ah, there is peace here for my brothers and I. No more raids, no more fighting, and we spend all day with our Mia. It is a blessed life, cousins,” the man said.

As the man talked to my owners a brown bundle approached me with an outstretched appendage. I wasn’t sure what to do, but Master Evan encouraged me to go with the other slave.

We went into a Little room in the back. It was opulent. There seemed to be a sitting area around a Little stage. The Little brown bundle took off her robe quickly and revealed a very humanoid looking creature.

She had huge oval eyes in a dark face. Right away I noticed she was bald. The woman wore a collar like mine, as well as, wrist and ankle cuffs. She smiled broadly at me, but I was too stunned to speak as I took her in.

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Her clothing was all yellow gauzy fabric. Two strips passed over her shoulders and covered her breasts. On her waist hung an ornate golden chain, it held up a panel that covered the apex of her thighs and her buttocks. The same yellow gauze started at her waist and cascaded down her legs in strips that gathered at the ankles. Each time she took a step a beautiful dark leg came between the fabric.

“Do you speak, cousin?” she asked politely, starting to remove my covering.

“Yes, who are you?” I asked her.

“I am, Mia, the slave of these shopkeepers. They serve the Warriors and the Administrators. I have never seen your Warriors before, so you must be new. I will help your Warriors pick out ornamentation for you,” she explained as she rapidly removed my gloves and boots.

“Thank you,” I said as she pulled my body covering over my head.

The last thing to go was my kneeling place which she threw beside one of the chairs in the room.

I went from feeling totally dressed to totally nude. When I heard the men come in the room, I moved behind Mia instinctively to shield myself. I had the feeling it was a blunder. I just couldn’t stop myself from doing it. Mia cooly covered it up by turning and leading me to the stage.

“Don’t be so shy human, I’m sure they have seen all of you already. My Masters have seen every slave in the compound,” she whispered. “They will probably buy ornamentation to partially shield the places you would want covered. If you have pleased them, they will try to keep you happy.”

I knew she was correct but the fitting was still horrible. I stood on a little lighted platform as Mia wrapped me in different blue, silver, and white fabrics. It felt Like I was back at the auction as I modeled the filmy fabrics Mia wrapped me in.

The shopkeepers were five friendly men that rushed in and out of the room bringing in samples. They offered articles of translucent fabric and shiny jewelry to my owners. If the object was approved then Mia would take it and dress me in it. The shopkeepers never touched me, but I didn’t Like them Looking. Content © NôvelDrama.Org.

Nothing was ignored. Ornate pins and combs were used to decorate my hair. Mia demonstrated how it could be pulled and designed. For a creature with no hair of her own, she knew what to do with it.

I did well most of the time and reigned in the unnecessary panic of being exposed Like this. During short breaks the men would pull me to kneel next to them. Master Kein started to feed me a sweet liquid that made me a little giddy. I figured that was the purpose.

Eventually, I didn’t care about much of anything anymore. I was so relaxed they could have dressed me in a clown outfit complete with red nose and I wouldn’t have noticed. It took everything I had to follow Mia’s directions. Even understanding her was becoming difficult.

Just before we were to be done Master Damien asked Master Christof for the package we had bought outside in the street. He got up and handed me the earrings and asked me what they were for. I giggled like a schoolgirl and put the loops in my ears.

I was feeling really good by then, so I shook my head flirtatiously.

The metal was Light and the Little stones had a perfect weight. They were honestly the nicest thing anyone had ever bought me.

I threw my arms around Master Damien’s neck and kissed his cheek, “Thank you Master, they are beautiful,” I slurred out.

The men surrounded me instantly and I felt their hands pulling me away.

“No, no wait,” Master Damien said placing his face back in front of mine and my arms around his neck. “It was a kiss. Do it again, Ciara,” he commanded.