A Sex Slavee To Alien Masters

Unlike most days, I dreaded going to the Keepers. If the girls were still at the village, which they probably were, I would be stuck in that boring room again. I sighed and stretched a little on the transport pad. It wouldn’t be long before I was stuck to the wall.

Rose’s owners left us inside the Keeper’s area and I saw the girl from yesterday heading toward us. The Keepers must have expected it, they were watching from the side.

“You stupid bitch!” Rose yelled in English and swung her hand out to strike me.

I only had time to flinch before the Keepers were dragging the two of us into the little room. I was put on the wall again and I saw Rose on the opposite wall. The partition rose in front of my face.

“Slaves are not permitted to fight,” the Keeper said before he closed the door.

“So,” Rose said brightly, “what did you talk about yesterday?”

your plan?” I asked her feeling

‘s L I B R A

alone, but we thought at least we could keep you company in here,” she

isn’t a fun place to be,” I told her. “Your arms

punished, I feel now is a good time to ask. My owners have forbidden me to talk about

ourselves,” I laughed Leaning my

English, “it’s

in America now. Eventually we found it was easier to talk in our new language. It had been a

couldn’t tell her much about the state particularly, because I wasn’t from there. I kept the discussion general. She seemed

Rose everything I could think to about Earth. We talked about the technology that was there now. I told her about drugs and war. We talked religion and politics. Everything seemed interesting to

the partition lowered I was shocked. Rose’s owners, all of them, had been

men asked, “do these seem like slaves that