Chapter 9

He was saying something, but I couldn’t understand him. I wondered if I had turned off their language or forgotten it. Fear gripped me. What if they were giving me instructions and I wasn’t responding?

“Master Evan, I don’t understand you, sir… Master.”

I couldn’t figure out how to finish my sentence and he was still plowing into my sensitive tissue. It was hard to concentrate.

Master Evan slowed a little as he spoke. “We did not have the saleswoman place all of our words in you Ciara. There are words you do not need to use.”

His pace quickened as he finished his statement. I glanced back and he looked ecstatic. Master Bane forced my head forward again. If it wasn’t for the sexual frenzy, I’m sure the grip Master Evan had on my hips would have been considered painful.

Master Evan continued to thrust as Master Bane passed a hand over my mostly bald mound. As he started to rub over my engorged clitoris I bucked and moaned. The convulsions that had been fa