He chuckled and stroked my cheek, “I am Master Damien,” he said then pointed to thenky man on


    the other side of the bed. “That is Master Christof.”


    The bearded man was between my legs inspecting my calf and Looked up into my eyes, “You may call


    me Master Bane.”


    “I am Master Kein,” the man that had brought the jug said as he traced my hip bone.


    Master Christof was the only man that didn’t seem to want to touch me.


    He sat on the other side of the bed watching hispanions.


    The exploration of my body continued as Iy there. The switched ces and took their time. Most of


    the men explored with their hands, but the one named Master Evan started Licking. He tasted me


    everywhere.


    Terror rose in my gut as his tongue ran over my arms. Were they nning to eat me? Perhaps telling


    me I was a sex ve was just a ruse, so they would have an easier time. In fear, I started to shake and


    shiver on the bed.


    “What is this?” Master Bane asked holding my trembling limb as I tried vainly to jerk it back.


    “Is it ill?” Master Kein asked.


    Master Damien appraised me and crawled up by my head. He Looked deeply into my eyes for several


    long moments. I jumped when his warm hand Lay over my heart.


    “No, it is afraid again,” he diagnosed correctly. “Do not fear Ciara, we will care for you now. Rx and


    allow us to prepare you for your purpose,” hemanded.


    Well, it didn’t sound like they wanted to eat me. I didn’t really understand what he meant by


    preparation, though. Once again, I forced myself to rx and calm down.


    Prior experience with my old boyfriend in the Chevy had taught me that tensing up before sex made it


    worse. If I wanted to survive this experience with my lower half intact, I would need to control myself. I


    concentrated on the ceiling and tried to rx.


    Master Evan’s tongue had reached my torso now. I felt warm lips on my stomach and a tongue running


    over my flesh. He tasted my belly button thoroughly, he seemed to be checking it for something. He


    probed and pushed at it for several moments with his tongue and fingers.


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    “No, Basin is correct,” he said. “We cannot use it here. It is not deep enough.”


    The other men murmured as lips ran up over my left breast. He Lapped at the underside of therge


    round orb beforeing to the tip. The sensitive tissue crinkled under his tongue. That fascinated


    them.


    Master Kein started to work on the other breast with his fingers. When he quickly achieved the desired


    result he was thrilled. He continued to change his stroke watching the skin react.


    It was getting harder to concentrate on the ceiling. My breasts had never experienced such wonderful


    stimtion. Master Kein’s hands were driving me insane and then Master Evantched his mouth onto


    the nipple. He sucked hard and my back arched. I buried my hands in his silky hair without thinking.


    Master Damien peeled my hands away and ced them above my head. I wanted to reach back down


    but felt myself restrained. Again, I noted the pole that rose through the center of the bed. A bit of


    leather now attached my wrists quite securely to that beam. The idea of being tied down terrified me


    and I looked up into Master Damien’s eyes.


    “We will never hurt you Ciara, but we can’t be sure of the same treatment from you,” he said.


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    “How could I hurt you, sir…Master?” The men were gargantuanpared to me.


    Whether they were lean or hulking they were covered in sinewy muscle.


    From the easy way Master Evan had thrown me to the ground I knew they were stronger than I was.


    There was really nothing I could do to them.