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.

of me, “this is a

and fret, but it wasn’t possible. My men didn’t feel anxiety in this

I said Looking around. “I had planned to apply to take classes the next semester. If I got a degree, I could get a better job,” I explained. “I wanted to teach,” I told them as they walked

motel I had my application all filled out. I had been figuring out how to work the financial aid the state offered.

ripped from me, just like everything else. I would

good care of me. I

L A ‘s L I B R

I screamed at him in the dream. “I was going

barriers to such an outburst existed in my conscious mind and that was not present in dreams. The

the school and onto the road. I ran as far as I could, but I could not escape them. When I turned to look they

this. The sense of loss was too great and I crumbled beneath it. Moving quickly I

pregnant belly and prayed for my child. Her life would

persuaded the other men