“I took you to the clearings in the forest,” he said, “I always knew where I was going. You were very


    fond of wandering, though. I never understood it.”


    They were being impossible, so I changed my tact. I pointed to a hill in the distance and asked if we


    could go see it. Having a destination made the men feel better and we walked in that direction.


    I asked about all the different little nts around us. There were also several sets of tracks made by


    animals. They seemed happy to tell me about the animals that had made the prints in the ground.


    What I really wanted to know about was that strange sexual encounter we had just had. What was the


    purpose of me not calling them Master in the bedroom? It seemed like it was important to them, but I


    couldn’t figure out why. I was disgusted with myself for not having the courage to talk about it. Instead, I


    just made small talk and enjoyed theirpany.


    Over the next four days, I never asked them about the strange new rule.


    We made Love daily, sometimes twice daily, and the new rule stuck. They did not want to be called


    Master in the bedroom, ever.


    Luckily for me, their level of aggression in bed was way down or I never would have survived. They


    were gentle with me.


    When the Last day of what I had termed our vacation came, I tried to suppress the sadness. The men


    seemed to be doing the same thing. In the end I was just clinging to each of them, attempting to


    express how much I loved them.


    “We will see you again, Ciara,” Master Damien told me. “You must keep our secret, though.”


    “I understand, Master Damien. It was a good n, Sir,” Iplimented him.


    When they started to take their colors off of me, I didn’t cry. I would see them again, they had promised.


    My temporary Masters arrived some time Later. Master Damien warned them to dress me in several


    Layers of the dull brown cloth. The cold weather in the early evening would chill my sensitive skin. I


    smiled sadly knowing who truly cared for me.


    The sun was setting as I stood on the transport next to my temporary Masters. They Looked like they


    had been to hell and back, but they were happy about it. I imagined most men on this world must enjoy


    the women.


    For anyone else the way Master Damien and his Brothers Lived would be seen as a step up.


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    I pondered the strange situation every day. The men that kept me adored the women and looked


    forward to their turn with them. Master Damien and his Brothers hated the women and had unlimited


    ess to them. Perhaps they would learn, I thought, and grow to enjoy the women. If that happened, I


    wondered what would happen to me.


    It would be bad for me if Master Damien and his Brothers changed their minds about me. I was kept for


    them, if they didn’t want me I would certainly be sold. The very idea of being owned and used by


    different men turned my stomach. I loved Master Damien and his Brothers deeply


    Once I was back at the Keepers I couldn’t contain my excitement. I told Rose and Fuji what was


    happening.


    “They pay other men to Keep you?” Rose asked stunned, “That must be very expensive.”


    “It makes sense now,” Fujimented. “I couldn’t understand why your owners kept the old mark on


    your stomach.”


    “Your owners must know, Fuji,” I said thinking. “It is why they didn’t take me to the posts when I tried to


    touch myself. They said they were keeping a secret. It must be the mark they were keeping secret.”


    “I wonder if Master Basin and his Brothers know?” Rose pondered.


    “If they Keep me next time my owners go to a coupling, we can be sure they do,” I answered her.


    Time dragged on and I thought it could not get any slower. I had asked my temporary Masters how


    Long until I saw Master Damien again. That was a mistake.