A Sex Slavee To Alien Masters

“How is it you were able to buy a slave?”

“This is not your concern,” my owner said stepping out of the pool.

For the first time, my owners seemed uncomfortable. I judged it was due to the amount of negative attention they were getting. Usually everyone just ignored them or was put off by their cold, contemptuous answers.

Their usual tactics to evade the attention of the other Warriors were not working.

I watched as they came toward me. The other men had not Let up and were actually following them. When they got close enough to me, I spoke up.

“Masters, I am so glad you returned. I missed you so much,” I said as authentically as I could.

sound when I saw Master Damien and his

course you have missed us,” one of them

I called Master and they never touched

never mentioned the bath house. No one ever said it had been a good idea. I don’t think these men could admit someone else had

then returned to the eating area. A man brought food to the table and we sat to

said your men-stru-ation comes each lunar cycle on your world. How Long is a Lunar

Master,” I told him, “but the bleeding usually only lasts

to his Brothers, “time is different here. We can anticipate it

‘s L I B R A

the conversation would never end. Having learned not to interrupt, I just sat as they determined what they

came to a

weak and obviously ill from that experience. Men with human slaves had told them using the box for too many days caused that problem. It was a