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.

how I would sound when I saw Master

of them said, as he bent

spoke to the men I called Master and they never touched me. Using the moment of confusion, my

said it had been a good idea. I don’t think these men could admit someone else had a good

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

your men-stru-ation comes each lunar cycle on your world. How

I told him, “but the bleeding usually only lasts for four or five

different here. We can anticipate it will not follow the lunar cycle

G E L A ‘s L I

conversation would never end. Having learned not to interrupt, I

they came to

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 well known