A Sex Slavee To Alien Masters

His purple eyes got wider and he pushed me to Lay on my back. The blanket covering us was moved so he could examine me. All attention focused on Master Christof, who was focusing on my rotund belly.

“Why is this bigger? What have the others done to you?” he asked.

“Is this illness the reason they did not bring you to us at the cabin?”

Probably, I thought. The men that kept me probably didn’t want my real owners to see my stomach. The collective in my head roared at what they thought must be a sign of sickness.

I lay still and watched Master Christof’s eyes. This was not how I planned to tell them. I felt they would be angry when they found out, so perhaps chained to a wall was better.

“One of you put a baby inside of me,” I told him simply, although speaking the words seemed unnecessary.

“There is no word I know to call it in your Language. In my world the word is pregnant.”

entered then and the men

also, slave. The men do not have need to use it, so they do not know it. I will permit them to use your word,” she told me

one to her right had been leaking venom when they took me from the compound, her name was Dinah, I knew now. As

harshly turning to her, “out, if you cannot control

take precautions,”

them tell you why

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clatter of her talons

then, “Nu-reeh, we have angered your sister, Dinah, and we are very

ignored him and got back to the

slave is going to have a child,

left it with Rue and his Brothers. We wish to know who stopped giving the slave the health