A Sex Slavee To Alien Masters

Master Damien and his Brothers were confused by my line of thinking. They’d never heard of evolution. No one had ever talked about how creatures came to be. They just were. Master Christof found if fascinating.

Our internal musings were cut short as a man strode into the hall and broke up the men standing around. He called for the men to move to their daily jobs.

“Mistress Nu-reeh didn’t leave assignments for your family, Damien,” the man said. “The rest of you know where you should be.”

The crowd dispersed quickly. Most went toward the large exit at the end of the hall.

Master Damien led me into their rooms. They lit the smokeless torches and the central fire pit in the main room. Warmth spread out in the space as I explored their living areas.

It looked surprisingly like the compound. Large arched doorways separated the different rooms, giving the space an open feeling. There was no eating area. I poked my head from the sitting area into the bedroom and then through the doorway to the bathroom.

The cold stone floor I’d been used to walking on in the main hall was covered in here. There were animal skins over the main areas of the floor, making a soft area to step.

the rooms. Everything was draped in the shade of blue they

the main room.

doing that?”

been thinking about cleaning for my fake

Angela’s Library

me at home when I bled,” I started to

couldn’t understand why I’d bled, they couldn’t understand why I’d been left alone, and they were furious I was used to clean for

clean,” I stammered. “It gave me something to do. The bleeding is normal.

me happy to see things neater

bleeding concept they struggled with. If it was related to stopping

she will let us lay the whip to them,” Master Bane growled referring

are masters of the whip,