A Sex Slavee To Alien Masters

“I need another towel like this,” I pointed as I laid Hannah on the bed and took her diaper off.

Evan quickly brought in a fresh towel and he cut it to the size I wanted hurriedly. Hannah’s messy diaper was taken from me. Once she was clean and dry, she started to fuss again stating she was hungry, so I put her back on the breast.

“ALL she does is scream,” Evan mourned. “That’s normal,” I told him. “It’s worse with babies on Earth because they can’t speak, so you never know what they want.”

“She’s going to kill us. I can feel it,” Evan said flopping next to Damien.

“Who’s going to kill you?” I asked. “Nu-reeh, she told us she would have our heads if anything happened to the girl. I’m sure she won’t Like all the screaming. We are dead men,” he moaned.

Christof Laughed. “She told us the child would call out when it needed things,” he reminded them. “She said we would be in trouble if the child was left wanting or was harmed. The girl is happy now. We must just help Ciara keep the child fed and happy.”

Evan grunted and Damien put a comforting arm around his shoulders.

A ‘s L I B R A

worse,

was back asleep in my arms. I tried to put her

helpfully. I turned slightly and kissed his cheek.

down. Wincing and moving carefully I finally made it.

watching my face as I moved my ‘legs

before

they coated me in the healing salve. Kein

sighed

with Hannah’s food source…” Damien threatened

and backed away, but I was pleased. He had used the name I had given our daughter. Hopefully Nu-reeh would not try to

really see her resemblance to Damien. Her short tuft