A Sex Slavee To Alien Masters

When I became winded Master Damien called a halt to me and I knelt before him. He wanted me closer to him, so I crawled into his lap and rested.

“So, Ronal, you’ve seen a slave that had this problem before?” he asked stroking my stomach.

“Yes, many lunar cycles ago,” Ronal said simply.

“I believe they were from the red mountains.”

Master Evan was irritated. Ronal was being evasive and dragging this out. First the dancing and now he was giving the same information he’d already told them. Master Bane agreed and his anger started to rise. Their emotion was combining and mixing internally, readying to spill over.

Men don’t think right when their tempers are up, I reminded them and the fire all receded into the background.

“You’ve mentioned that, Ronal. What else do you know?” Master Damien asked calmly.

said leaning forward, “become very attached to their young. The night the boy chose his family and they put the mark, the woman had to be kept tied to the bed. When it was sent to the Child Keepers,

me feel better. The women would mark the child even if it was mine. It would not be an outcast. The bit about us

My curiosity had to deal with how they sold

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offspring are valuable. Mistress Nu-reeh will claim the child as hers. That’s what the other woman did. She put the boy

about the men strike you as unusual?” Master Damien asked. “They seem

this Life,” Ronal said Looking confused. “You

Damien scoffed and cupped my cheek as though examining me,

was unusual. That was what they had wanted to know and Ronal_ had inadvertently answered the

of the conversation was pleasant and not that enlightening for me. My men had never seen things Ronal described, like nursing, but I had. They neglected to tell Ronal they were already intimately aware of what

it Last?”