He was arge man with long slightly graying hair and a beard. His face had a nasty series of scars


    across his cheek. There was no humor in his eyes at all. He appraised me top to bottom.


    “Nice to look at, but Earth ves are hard to train, have you had problems yet?” he asked.


    “No, General,” Master Damien said.


    I bobbed my head in agreement.


    “What is it doing now?” the General asked releasing my chin. iara, what are you doing?” Master


    Damien asked.


    “I’m agreeing with you, Master Damien. On my that meant, ‘yes’,”


    I stuttered out.


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    “Interesting, very well then, be sure to keep to the coupling schedule,” he said before moving on.


    I sank back down to my resting ce and thanked my lucky stars he hadn’t been in the market for a


    new ve.


    After the General’s talk the Warriors stayed in the courtyard to discuss what he had said. I walked when


    I was told to walk and kneeled when I was told to kneel. The thing was still in my bottom, but it didn’t


    bother. The way it slid between my ass cheeks it felt Like it still had oil on it. I would have thought it


    would have been dry and sticking to me by now.


    Several of the other Warriors we talked to had ves. I heard a couple notice my earrings and ask


    Damien about them. Surprisingly the other men seemed to take no other notice of the nearly naked


    woman walking with Master Damien’s family. I felt almost invisible.


    The rest of the day was rxed. We took our meal upstairs and the men sat around ying a card


    game. Finally, I had to ask, despite my better judgement.


    “Master Damien?” I asked looking at him.


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    He put his cards down on the table and looked at me. I had been kneeling next to him. es, Ciara,” he


    replied raising an eyebrow.


    Sir, how long are you going to leave this thing in my bottom?”


    I barely got a chance to finish the question when the room erupted.


    Everyone was pping Master Evan on the back.


    He got up and pulled me to my feet, dragging me back to the bedroom. My outfit was quickly removed


    and he pushed me toward the bed. The men filed in watching us, they all seemed to think this was


    really hrious. As I watched them, they all start to strip. I had a feeling I knew where this was going.


    “We’re going to take it out now, Ciara,” Master Evan said smiling deviously. “Usually we will put it into


    you in the morning and remove it before we go to the bathhouse in the evening.”


    I backed away from him and slid along the side of the bed. I wasn’t sure I wanted to do this right now.


    Fear started to coil in my belly as they stalked toward me. I stammered out an apology and it was


    ignored.


    Suddenly Master Kein was behind me and grabbed me around the waist.


    Squealing, I instinctively struggled to get away. Being much stronger than me, he had not trouble


    holding me still.


    Master Kein had removed his shirt, but was still wearing his pants. His state of undress was typical for


    the room. Pulling my back flush against his bare chest, he stroked the soft tissue of my breasts, tugging


    at the tips Lightly.