A Sex Slavee To Alien Masters

“How do I know when they make a point?” I asked watching the confusing display in front of me.

It looked like there were multiple balls in play and the men were running all over the place.

“Just cheer when your men cheer,” was the answer from farther right, “I’ve been watching this game for ages and I still don’t understand it.”

ALL the women in the tent laughed at that. Suddenly, Fuji rose up and jumped around, when she was done she knelt back down. Some men on the field had also been cheering.

I saw a ball pass to Master Evan and he threw it in the air shouting.

The rest of my men also made a lot of noise. I’d played drums in the marching band, so I’d cheered in many football games. I hooted and hollered like back then.

Angela’s Library

said, “they Loved that! I’m Rose by the

asked questioningly, “Didn’t

the first thing that came to mind. I was so scared, it’s a wonder

Rachel, but I guess

do, don’t say that again. They get really angry if you talk about

thank you,” I answered staring

may be more difficult than I

so I only knew Rose, Tamia, and Shi by

five of us only Rose and

learned being from Earth had protected me from being sold onto a planet where slaves were worked to death. That didn’t take long for a human. Earthlings were too

Pateria would pay huge prices for us. We were everything they wanted in a sex slave. Weak, intelligent, mostly

trouble operating on earth, something