A Sex Slavee To Alien Masters

Wide, dark eyes opened and my Little Hannah Looked up at me. Grey eyes, black hair…I looked at her face and saw her father’s strong features.

“She’s Damien’s,” I said quietly and Nu-reeh came closer.

“How do you know, slave?” she asked.

“The eyes, the hair,” I said petting the baby. “This is Damien’s daughter.”

Nu-reeh didn’t seem convinced and wandered away.

The child sucked and pulled on the breast, watching me intermittently. Suddenly, she seemed upset. Her little fists balled up and she Let out a wail.

“Mama, more,” she cried and I sat too shocked to move.

‘s L I B R A R

place to offer the

looked at the baby. Automatically, I moved her to the other breast and she latched

only have two,” Nu-reeh said, “Hopefully, they produce

amazed, The little girl had said the English

I sputtered out. “She

to talk,” Nu-reeh said with a wave

don’t know how to

not speak, much like our males, but our

and I

need a blanket for her,”

Nu-reeh called him a nasty name and told him to give me one of the absorbent towels first. She ordered me to swaddle the infant’s lower

my breast. She was hungry she said, she begged for more to eat. I quickly