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.

a dream. There is

but it wasn’t possible. My men didn’t

I got a degree, I could get a better job,” I explained. “I wanted to teach,”

room at the motel I had my application all filled out. I had been figuring out how to work the financial aid the state offered. It was complicated, but this

me, just like everything else. I would never be able to do anything Like this. I was taken and trapped on a world of monsters

care of me. I had done a horrible

E L A ‘s L I B R A

better!” I screamed at him in the dream. “I was going to make it better. It was my life,

in dreams. The anger rolled through me and I wanted to escape them. I hated what they had done to

ran as far as I could, but I could not

crying. Not since the first night had I let myself feel this. The sense of loss was too great and I crumbled beneath it. Moving quickly I went into the bathing room and sat

cradled my pregnant belly and prayed for my child.

me. He had persuaded the other men to let