Entrapped To Alien Lords Free chapter

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Master Kein had removed his shirt, but was still wearing his pants. His state of undress was typicalfor the room. Pulling my back flush against his bare chest, he stroked the soft tissue of my breasts,tugging at the tips lightly.

I tried to cover my chest and prevent him from touching them. He just laughed at me. Both myhands were rapidly captured by one of his and pulled behind my back. Master Kein held me withone hand and the other took its time fondling my chest.

The other men watched Master Kein, but didn't move closer to us. Since they had stopped stalkingme, I felt less like prey and was able to calm down. Master Kein continued to roll and tweak mynipples. The restraining hand around my wrists loosened and I bravely stroked the long rod still inMaster Kein's pants.

I had promised myself to not fight them. If they wanted sex, I would have to submit to them. Thosemagical fingers teasing and stroking the soft skin of my chest made it easier to want to do just that.

"Naughty slave, I lost the bet when you didn't ask before the morning meal," Master Kein whisperedin my ear.

Master Kein pushed me toward Master Bane next. I was thrust toward the wide hairy chest and putmy hands up to stop myself from smacking into him. Master Bane took both my wrists in one of hishands and ran the other down my back.novelbin

The exploring hand moved expertly to the flesh of my butt. Master Bane took hold of the plug andpulled it lightly. My back arched in an attempt for my body not to feel the stretch of the thing'sremoval.

Master Bane didn't want to take it out completely. Instead, he slowly fucked me with the strangephallus. I allowed myself to loosen around the thick width of it and he had an easier time moving itin and out.

It was such a strange sensation as he pulled and twisted the plug. It felt kind of like I had to go tothe bathroom. In another way, it was deeply sexual. Moaning against Master Bane's chest, hechuckled and told me he had bet I would ask in the courtyard after the talk.

The combined sensations of touching such an intimate place and my soft body rubbing against hiscoarse hair was stimulating me terribly. By now Master Bane had released my hands and I waspressed firmly to his chest. His palms were separating the bouncy round flesh around the plug ashis fingers worked between them.

I still had enough presence of mind to be glad I didn't ask when he thought I would. This would havebeen awful in the courtyard.

Everyone groped me and told me when they had bet I would ask. I was passed from man to man.They were still in various states of undress. All the attention had the desired effect. I was rapidlystarting to want this as badly as they did.

Master Damien was the last to grab me and he pushed me onto the bed with a laugh. Sitting on thebutt plug wasn't comfortable and I got to my knees. Master Evan was behind me a moment pushingmy knees apart and kneeling between them.

Master Evan pushed with his hand on my upper back until my chest was flush with the mattress.

"I choose here today," Master Evan said pulling my cheeks apart and tapping firmly over the plug.

Nervousness started to set in. I was still anxious about anal sex and I remembered Master Evanwasn't small. He must have sensed my fear because he sought to calm me with long strokes over

my low back and butt.

Again the plug was pulled out and then slowly reinserted several times. The widest part got less andless uncomfortable with each pass. I was so embarrassed sprawled on my chest with my ass in theair. I struggled to get in a less exposed position and Master Evan told me to stay.

The plug was gone completely quite suddenly. I felt empty at its loss, but not for long. The oil theyused was being dripped over my loosened hole and then Master Evan pressed into me.

Despite having done this the day before, I still expected pain. They were good and getting what theywanted from me, though. Although I thought I was tense, my ass was slack from their manipulationand slippery with the oil. The head of Master Evan's cock pushed into me, quickly followed by therest of him.

It was different from the plug, fuller and warmer. Thankfully, it was not a painful experience, though.Master Evan stayed still for a long moment cursing liberally.

"Just like our women, Bane," he gasped.

Master Evan's hands stroked over my back and came to grip my plump buttocks, pulling them apart.Small, fast movements in and out was all he did for moment. His big thumbs dug into the sensitivetissue just beside where his cock moved. I looked back to see he was completely focused on whathe was doing.

Through the utter humiliation at being watched like this, I realized it was arousing me. The thoughtof each of them watching me and then taking me was a sexual thrill. I longed for fingers on my clitor lips wrapped around my nipples. A little more stimulation and I'd be orgasming madly. Thefrustration made my hands grip futilely at the sheets.

No one else touched me as Master Evan started to thrust into me with longer, less controlledthrusts. Embarrassingly, I missed the extra attention. I assumed that must have been part of the betor perhaps that had been a one time thing. How shameful to realize I had liked it.

Using my hair Master Evan pulled me to my knees so my back was flush with his front. His cockwas still buried deeply locking us together. He licked at my sweaty neck and then spoke.

"Tell me, Ciara. Do you prefer when my brothers take part or do you prefer for them to watch?" hepanted in my ear.

I wasn't sure what they wanted to hear and I told him that.

"Preference, Ciara, there is no right answer. There is only the truth. Give me the truth now or we willput you back at the posts when we are done," he said into my ear continuing to hold me up andgiving my head a shake.

Master Evan's hand had fisted in my hair at the base of my skull as he pulled me farther back, so Iarched painfully in front of him.

Perhaps they were mind readers, at this point I didn't know. If I ever had to explain it to myself, thatwould be the excuse I used. There touches were magical when they worked together; I liked it.

"I like to be touched, Master Evan," I whispered.

I almost hoped they wouldn't hear me.

"We had hoped you would feel that way. Though convincing you would have been enjoyable,"Master Damien said coming forward to pinch and pull on my nipples.

Master Evan released me and I went back to leaning on my hands and knees. My face was flushedbright pink in embarrassment. He didn't notice and started to take longer deeper strokes into my

body.

The hands were back on my flesh, touching and exploring. I shuddered enjoying all the extraattention.

"It is too bad, Ciara," Master Kein said reaching beneath me and touching the moistness betweenmy legs, "that you only have two areas we can use for this."

"Three, Master Kein," I moaned as Master Evan continued to thrust into me forcefully.

All action suddenly stopped and I looked around.

"What is the third?" Master Christof asked curiously.

"My mouth, Master Christof," I said self consciously. I knew they wouldn't want to use that, it hadjust slipped out. "On Earth men sometimes use the mouth, sir. You don't have to though. I'm sorry. Iwasn't thinking."

Master Damien traced my lips with his fingers and nudged them apart. Master Evan had lostinterest in the conversation and was back to restlessly moving his hips. I sucked Master Damien'sfinger between my lips and ran my tongue along it. His eyes looked alight. Through his lips I couldsee the hint of his fangs, he was tempted.

I have no idea what made me think it was a good idea, but I looked up at him after he removed hisfinger and said, "I dare you, Master."

Master Damien's eyes got wide and I thought I had made him angry. I cringed, but had nowhere togo, stuck as I was to Master Evan's pole. My body tensed up and Master Evan stopped moving.They were going to hurt me, I was sure of it.

All of the men were excitedly yelling words I couldn't understand. I wanted to stammer out anapology, but my mouth wouldn't work. Master Damien just looked down at me for a moment andthen finished unlacing his breeches.

The thick mushroom tip of Master Damien's cock was presented to me and I relaxed. He wasn'tangry; he was just taking the dare.

Master Evan must have wanted to watch, because he withdrew from my ass. The men all got asclose as they could and watched. Master Damien had a grip on his cock and held it level with myface.

My tongue flicked out and wetly brushed the flared head in front of me. Master Damien lookedshocked and took a step back. I looked up into wide, confused eyes.

Master Bane and Master Evan were laughing and yelling now. I couldn't understand most of it, butthey did ask Master Damien if I had won. That comment seemed to steel his resolve.

He stepped back toward me and only flinched when I took the head in my mouth. I ran my tongueover it like it was a lollipop and Master Damien groaned. Gaining courage, I pushed my mouth downover the length of him.

I couldn't get it all in the first time and withdrew. No one said anything, so I tried again. This timeMaster Damien pressed forward and I felt him at the back of my throat.

I'd heard other girls talk about gagging when their boyfriends did this. It had never been an issue forme before. I understood completely now as Master Damien passed well into my throat, but Isuppressed the reflex to gag. I sucked as I withdrew this time and swirled my tongue along thelength of him.

Was I doing a good job? I wondered.

I felt hands on the back of my head. When I reached the tip the hands forced me back on the shaft.The hands didn't give any reprieve and made me to take Master Damien to the root.

I couldn't breath when he did that, so I held my breath. It was like being underwater. The handspulled back now and I followed them. Breathing through my nose, I expected to be choked on thenext stroke, so it didn't surprise me.

Someone was behind me and slid into my ass with ease. I moaned at the stretch and MasterDamien made and incomprehensible sound of pleasure.

"Again," he moaned a moment later.

I continued to groan and hum as I moved on the thick shaft. Looking up at Master Damien he waslooking down at me. His fangs were enormous and the look on his face surprised me. He was fierceand intense. My teeth brushed his shaft accidentally and he grunted.

"Don't do that again, Ciara," he ordered.

His teeth weren't comforting to look at, so I lowered my eyes. I concentrated on sucking andhumming.

"Look at me," he commanded and I did raising my eyes to vicious fanged beast fucking my mouth.

He kept a hand on the back of my head, pulling and pushing for his pleasure. The other hand, insharp contrast to the appearance of his face, cupped my chin gently. I took reassurance from thehand on my face that he wouldn't hurt me.

Master Damien's hands weren't the only ones stroking me. Being aware of what he liked, I couldnow pay attention to the fingers strumming my clit and pulling on my nipples. My God, these menwere magic when they worked together.