A Sex Slavee To Alien Masters

“We do not sleep in the daylight,” commented Master Kein.

“Do humans sleep in the day?” Master Christof asked curiously. “You seem to be fading toward sleep.”

“Yes, Master, sometimes, if they are tired,” I answered already falling asleep.

“We will let you rest today,” I heard Master Bane say just before I dropped off.

They let me sleep, but woke me up when the food came. Master Evan carried my groggy body to the table and sat me on his lap to eat. I didn’t make any complaints as they fed me. It was enjoyable just to be able to have a meal without worrying over those stupid flies.

We stayed in for the rest of the day and evening. Master Christof had taken me from Master Evan and put me on the chaise next to the fire where I dozed. They played card games and talked about their next coupling.

I kept getting woken up by tapping at the door. A steady stream of Warriors came to visit. They seemed to have a million reasons to want to see my owners. When it came down to it they were all there to see my tattooed leg.

other Warriors were looking at me. Their agitation was thick

is ill. It cannot walk. I can’t tolerate having this

rewrapped after my shower and I looked down at it. I wiggled my toes and noted the pain was much better. Experimentally, I lay it on the ground and put a little weight

L A ‘s L I B R A

growled at me,

and I was just

to walk on,” Master Bane explained

quizzically at them, but

my face, “it is very evident to us you cannot tell when you

stopped. Arguing with them was

Masters,” I said

Master Kein said irritably, “and the Warriors on patrol tell us there are bloody tracks all over the area.