A Sex Slavee To Alien Masters

“You may explore all you wish,” Master Bane said in a hard voice.

“Careful of the Warriors that patrol the area,” Master Kein warned.

“You are nothing to them, just a tool to use and discard.”

I paled and reached for them. They couldn’t be leaving me to the others.

“Perhaps if you are good enough one of them may choose to put their symbol on you,” Master Damien sighed, “but I doubt it. They have no reason to take home and be burdened with what they can freely use here.”

I screamed for them as the pad lifted off and they Left. Dropping to my knees on the dusty ground I cried like a baby. I couldn’t figure out why they would go to all the trouble to save me just to kill me themselves.

Once the tears dried I looked around. This area once had been bustling, there were the foundations of innumerable buildings. A crumbling wall surrounded the entire area. I wandered toward the only building with a roof. There was no door, just an opening in the wall.

under my fingers, this place was falling apart. I stepped into the doorway and immediately stepped back out. A skeleton lay against the far wall.

I just stood and hyperventilated. The rational part of my brain decided to take over at some point. I tried to remember how long it would take for me to die. The lack of water would

feet. The smooth cobblestones I was used to were cracked and broken here. I tripped and stepped hard on

and examined the wound. Blood seeped slowly from the broken skin and dripped to the ground below me. The injury was deep and touching it hurt. With nothing to clean

Angela’s Library

to find water, so I walked around looking. The gouge was leaving bloody tracks where ever I went. I wandered all over and didn’t see anything that looked

I kicked up was sticking to my damp skin and felt disgusting. Limping I moved back to the building with the skeleton. I crouched inside the doorway out of the sun and watched the bones. I wondered what she had done to get

my owners’ insignia. I hadn’t been this thirsty since I was in the ocean.

there were little silver things swimming in it. I

did find more bugs. Swarms of the nasty silver things were everywhere. At some point I thought about the funny plants that lined the walls to the compound. They obviously had

the jug. I

down the water, drinking a handful of bugs with it. They tasted disgusting. I wanted to scream and cry, but that wouldn’t do any good. In fact, it would dehydrate