A Sex Slavee To Alien Masters

Nu-reeh had made Damien come prepared. A large absorbent towel was Slipped between my legs and tied around my waist, like a large diaper. She told him I was to wear something like this until the drainage stopped. My men didn’t argue, but I could see they didn’t understand.

Hannah observed everything as she sucked on my breast. It had been a hard day for her and I watched as her eyes slowly drifted closed. She stopped suckling and seemed to be resting. I put her tiny body across my shoulder and patted between her wings until she let out a belch.

“Good. Slave,” Nu-reeh said sounding satisfied.

“You will feed her as often as she wants. Damien, put the cream on the slave’s nipples, they will need care to keep the food supply flowing.”

Damien started to put the salve across my nipples and Hannah opened her eyes to watch him. When his hand got close to her, she hissed and spit. Damien looked at me and then at the angry little bundle I was holding.

Nu-reeh laughed at the scene and came closer to look at Hannah.

“She will make a fine woman,” Nu-reeh appraised.

touch her, slave,” she continued. “Only you may hold her

all the times Damien had asked the same question. Punishment

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touch her,” I answered

will be made to understand also, Damien,” Nu-reeh said

any of you men touch the child, I will take

answered sounding

will be moved back to your rooms. The

men answered in affirmation and watched as Nu-reeh approached Hannah and me. The big woman hoisted me in her arms and carried me out of her cave. We

women

appeared strong and healthy, but much too early. The wings were apparently not as defined as they should be. The women

kept saying. “I will not tolerate trouble in this

men must follow the