A Sex Slavee To Alien Masters

I had no idea who he was talking about and just stood staring at the floor. He cursed several times and grabbed my chin forcing me to Look at him. The man pantomimed eating.

“Feed-them-this,” he said slowly enunciating each word and pointing to the pot.

“Do-you-understand?”

This was the mountains, I reasoned. Hopefully the same rules did not apply about not speaking to or looking at other men. They must not, because this man was demanding I answer him

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“I understand you, sir,” squeaked out and he looked relieved.

The man turned on his heel and left without another word.

stood close to it. The room was not an uncomfortable temperature, but my hands were still regaining feeling from the

torch lay unused by the pit.

had seen movement. Whoever was laying in a lump on the

Laying on a pad on the floor. Around his neck was a thick metal collar and a very short chain attached him to the wall. His clothing was what

filthy. Dirt was matted in a wound on his scalp and his shirt was sprayed with blood. His pants were a soiled mess on the front and ripped in several places. From the

and bloodied. His Lip was split, but I knew

to my knees beside his head and called his name several times. He didn’t rouse at all. My hand went instinctively to his chest. He

futilely at the chain attaching him to the wall and it would not

Kein, wake up,” I whispered urgently in

The women had nearly killed him.

the torch and looked wildly toward the door. The two men from before were

needs help!” I