A Sex Slave To Alien Masters (Erotica)

Damien slowly came into view and my eyes focused on what he had in his hand. My uncle had magazines he’d leave around the house. I knew what this was because I’d nosily gone through those. It was a flogger. On Earth it would have been multiple strips of leather firmly bound to a handle. Whatever this was it appeared to be made that way.

“You will learn not to bite,” Damien said levelly. “That was very bad. I do not like it when you bite me.”

My brain whirred to find some way out of this. “Your Brother does,” I said casting anxious eyes on Bane.

“I am not my Brother,” Damien answered cooly. “Now relax. You may even find you enjoy this.”

“I know I’ll enjoy it,” Bane growled from beside me.

The feral glint in Bane’s eyes told me how much he was looking forward to what they had internally decided on.

It made sense suddenly. The men weren’t punishing me because they had to, they were doing it because they wanted to. I wondered who had gotten their ear and told them this would be fun.

I made one last attempt at freedom and tried to move in my bindings. They were done much to well for me to loosen them, though. I was tied so securely I couldn’t even move enough to strain myself.

Sweat collected on my brow as Damien stood stoically watching my pointless struggle. He did not move again until I lay still and quiet. The other Brothers just sat watching me with anticipation.

“Thank me for teaching you,” Damien said and then he swung the flogger.

It was like slow motion as he swung up and then down. I saw the separate tails move in perfect synchrony as he added lift at the last moment. The end of the tails snapped the skin right above my knee.

It wasn’t a hard hit, but it wasn’t soft by any stretch. More like it caused a deep persistent sting.

“Thank you, Damien,” I said feeling relieved it didn’t hurt worse.

He raised an eyebrow at me and swung again landing the next hit in the same place on my other leg. I had expected him to hit with the entire length of the leather. He didn’t. Damien snapped the flogger each time kissing the skin with the implement.

“Thank you, Damien.”

The snap of the flogger was accompanied by the sting each time. It was a strange sensation, like an itch you can’t quite scratch. The sounds coming from my mouth could easily be described as a mix between pleasure and pain. I found myself raising up to meet the snaps involuntarily.

The men noticed and I felt their hands on my arms and my stomach further securing me to the bed. It was strange and unexpected that the gentle touch made me feel protected and cocooned. My muscles stopped straining against the rope and I relaxed further with each strike.

“Will you bite me?” Damien asked simply when he had reached the top of my thighs.

“No, Damien,” I panted almost wanting more.

Evan’s and Bane’s hands had been on my torso and they slowly dragged them up across my prominent nipples until four sets of hands rested on my arms.

I looked up into their eyes and saw heat. They wanted this, the moaning woman beneath them, taking the pain they offered with absolute trust. All of them looked hungry and animalistic as they looked down at my bound form.

The next strike was so strange and unexpected I cried out. My focus readjusted to the dangerous man standing between my legs. Damien had flicked the lashes to land on the soft rounded globe under my nipple.

“Will you bite me?” he asked as I gazed at him.

“No, I will not bite you,” I whispered as he slowly drew his arm back.

I expected the mark this time on the opposite breast and moaned as each strand of leather caressed and then bit the supple skin.

He asked the question again and again; I answered as many times as he asked. Each slap on my breasts required the same promise.NôvelD(ram)a.ôrg owns this content.

“No matter what I put between your lips I won’t feel teeth, will I?” He asked dipping his fingers between my legs.

My answer was cut short as he pinched my clit. The garbled sound that came out did not please him. Damien made me answer again as he continued to play with my engorged clit.

“No, Damien, I will not bite you,” I promised and his fingers slid down.

Two fingers nimbly fucked me as I panted on the bed. I was so wet down there his fingers made a steady slurping sound as they exited each time. My face and chest were flush with embarrassment and lust.

“Put me on my knees, Damien,” I offered, “let me suck you until you cum in my throat. I promise you won’t feel my teeth.”

Damien’s stripes darkened and his teeth dropped down. That offer was what he wanted to hear.

My arms were released from the central pole, but not from bondage. They were still bound together as Kein used the rope to pull me so I sat on the edge of the bed.

“As much as I like the rope,” he said undoing the knots, “I do not like it when your breasts are hidden from me,” he grinned.

“Bind them behind her back,” Damien offered with his teeth still visible. “I want her to remember the lesson as she devours my cock.”

It was an order to both of us. Kein happily tied my arms tightly behind me as Damien stroked his rod in front of me. Our eyes met and I saw the passion flare in his as I looked adoringly up at him.

“Do you want my cock?” he asked suddenly.

“Yes,” I purred licking my lips, “please let me taste you. I promise to be a good woman for you.”

The cursing that statement earned was worthy of record. I knew what had them all so excited was the idea of a woman serving them. It was an unheard of concept and terribly erotic.

My old kneeling place was put on the floor after my legs were released. I stood on shaky legs before sinking down in front of Damien. My tongue flicked along his length before I engulfed the head between my lips.

“Suck, woman,” he said putting his hand on my the back of my head.

I let Damien guide me and took him to the root each time. My tongue ran over the veins, memorizing the throbbing length of him. Looking up, I saw the rapture on his face as I did what he wanted.

It didn’t take long. Soon I had stopped moving and was just accepting the thrusting into my mouth and throat. When he came I sucked harder and didn’t lose a drop from him.

Kein and Christof were hard and ready when I looked up. My arms were still tied, so I shuffled on my knees over to Christof. I started to lick his shaft, as he sat on the bed. I engulfed the head and worked on sucking and pleasuring him with my mouth. He was enjoying the attention immensely and moaned low in his throat as I worked.