A Sex Slavee To Alien Masters

Master Damien jerked me to my feet and started to remove my coverings “I will take you to the posts until you learn to address us properly,” he fumed.

Christof stopped him. “I told it to address me as such,” he said putting a hand over Master Damien’s.

“Brother, what is wrong with you?” Master Damien asked exasperated.

Master Damien had threatened the posts and I knew I should stay quiet.

I waited and watched their boots as the two men stared at one another.

Tentatively, I reached out and took Christof’s hand in reassurance. He could do this. I had faith in him.

Christof spoke finally giving my hand a squeeze, “I spoke about the women. Ciara argued with me. It thinks I am being foolish to not share what I know with you. I do not wish to see you destroyed the way I have been. I do not know what to do.”

Angela’s Library

Master Damien, “We are being destroyed as

Christof’s hand. This was their family, I was just a visitor. It would have been better if they had just put me in the bedroom, but

commanded sitting down, “all of it. You may surprise us but you will not destroy

told them everything; how the world worked, how the women were in charge. Christof even told them how they had wanted to take all the brothers to live in the mountains. He told them he felt the bond break when the women told him that; it stressed him too much. There were

was much Like it was here. The men worked in jobs the women chose for them. Women would mate with them at their discretion;

us. If they really want a slave, they pay for it themselves ahead of time. What we use for money is worthless. The true payment is made by the women before or after we have left. The slavers are not allowed to give us the option of

It was a blur of fear, but I seem to remember only stopping in front of men Like my owners. There were other creatures there, but I only stopped in front of Paterian Looking men.

me. My stomach growling would have been very distracting now. The only sounds in the room were the gentle crackling

lost man. I was hiding, staying in one place; I had heard the women’s wings nearby. They landed less

murmured and

on the ground. They put a little jug of water beside him. He was sound asleep. Once the women