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.

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fret, but it wasn’t possible. My

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 around

In my 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,

like everything else. I would never

didn’t understand. My anger was misdirected, he believed. They took good care of me. I had done a horrible job of looking after myself. He shuddered remembering my

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gotten better!” I screamed at him in the dream. “I

that was not present in dreams. The anger rolled through

the dream I ran through the halls of 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

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

belly and prayed for my child. Her life would be free, I

get me. He had persuaded the other men to let