A Sex Slavee To Alien Masters

The rest of the girls from Earth were sitting and Listening closely. We were all concerned. If I could have this happen, they could, too.

“No,” I told her, “the men don’t know what pregnancy entails. I don’t think they’ve ever seen a pregnant woman. They can’t comprehend what is happening. They still just think I’m getting fat.”

“What will you do when you deliver?” an Earth girl asked.

“I don’t know,” I told her. I stroked my stomach and felt the familiar roll as the child moved under my hand. “They Like to study things. I fear they will want to study the child,” I said quietly.

A N G E L A ‘s L I B R A R Y

Master Damien and his Brothers protected me. I wasn’t sure that protection extended to a child conceived by me. I feared for the babe, especially if it was female.

away before the child was born, but I wasn’t sure where to go. It was unclear how I would even

no way I would be able to protect my child once it was born. It crushed me to realize

hand on my stomach. “You should not be feeling the motions of the child already;

do you?” I

escape to one another. It was a dangerous word to say here. They knew I

for some reason was different. I sat on the beach that afternoon and felt breathless with anticipation. It wasn’t clear to me what I was anticipating, but it excited me greatly. This feeling was so strong

picked me up and I was almost giddy with

was hard, but I fought it down. I did my best not to let my

my knees in the shower scrubbing the

chastised me. Giggling stupidly, I held the

so patiently for something. When Lunch came the emotions were in such a frenzy, I could barely eat. Even the Light haired Brother that fed me Lunch,

as I waited for my owners to come and get me. The feeling tore at