A Sex Slavee To Alien Masters

I yawned loudly and Master Evan smoothed my hair. They’d worn me out earlier. If they finished what we had started earlier, I would be too tired to enjoy it. That did not particularly bother them, no one felt denied.

“It is time for sleeping,” Master Damien announced rising and stretching.

We crawled into bed as a group perfectly content to rest and I dropped off to sleep.

“Where are we?” Christof asked looking around the large crowded auditorium.

It was the school near the motel. This was a branch campus to the local community college. I had planned to attend the next semester’s courses.

“Again with the dreams, Ciara?” Damien questioned leaning his tall frame against a desk beside us.

I felt rushed and frantic. My pen was buried in the bottom of my bag and I’d never find it in time to take the test. The paper I was supposed to be filling out kept disappearing off the desk. Failure was imminent if I didn’t find a pen and hang onto the paper.

is a dream. There is nothing

fret, but it wasn’t possible.

college, to be exact,” I said Looking around. “I had planned to apply to take classes the next semester. If I got a degree, I could

filled out. I had been figuring out how to work the financial aid the state offered. It was complicated, but this would have been my road to

dream had been ripped from me, just like everything else. I would never be able to do anything Like this. I

he believed. They took good care of me. I had done a horrible job of looking

‘s L I B R

gotten better!” I screamed at him in the dream. “I was going to make it

dreams. The anger rolled through me and I wanted to

onto the road. I ran as far as I could, but I could not escape them. When I turned

sense of loss was too great and I crumbled beneath

belly and prayed for my child. Her life would be

me. He had persuaded the other