A Sex Slavee To Alien Masters

“The human cannot breath the air above,” one of her companions said flying closer to Nu-reeh.

“It is more Like the men.”

Nu-reeh grunted and kept herself at an altitude I stayed awake, but still freezing cold.

We flew into mountains that would make the Himalayas appear small. I saw deep valleys and streams tumbling down the rocky hills. It looked like places I had seen in my dreams.

She dipped into a large cave entrance and landed. It was darker and warmer inside. Since I was still shivering from the ride, I was glad for the warmth.

Torches, or at least their equivalent, Lit the hallway with a white smokeless flame. In between the torches I could barely see. Nu-reeh seemed to have no difficulty navigating the route, though.

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pass openings that led out of the mountain and sunlight would momentarily spill in. Outside I could see swarms of winged women flying

to a large leather flap drawn across a massive archway. She made a loud sound and it was opened by the men standing beside it. She

were numerous here and the area was brightly Lit. Doorways with leather flaps across them lined the hall. Men were all over here, but they scurried out of Nu-reeh’s way. I was an oddity

hallway. The men got sparser in number. It seemed deserted compared to the area

leather flap and Nu-reeh stopped and

bowing his head, “they will not eat and they

of disgust and said some of the fouler words Fuji had taught

and fix this,”

purpose is the life inside of you. Save the Life of my men

knew, I

bowed my head to her and

the same polite