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.

the fire and stood close to it. The room was not an uncomfortable temperature, but

of the fire, the room was cast in darkness. A small torch lay unused by

I had seen movement. Whoever was laying in a lump on the floor I was evidently supposed to feed. I crept closer and

chain attached him to the wall. His clothing was what

blood. His pants were a soiled

move again, so I stepped closer. The face was bruised and bloodied.

his name several times. He didn’t rouse at all. My hand

the chain attaching him to the wall and it would

wake up,” I whispered urgently

didn’t move. He Looked bad, very bad. The

the door. The two men from before were standing

help!” I called