A Sex Slavee To Alien Masters

“I will wrap her so that doesn’t happen and nobody here would say anything-” I started to say and Christof pointed to my sleeping daughter.

I took a different tact. “I’ll put her on my chest to sleep. Is that better?”

“You Like to sleep on your side,” Kein informed me. “In the middle of the night you turn on your hip.”

Strangely observant, but it was still true.

In an attempt to find a solution I offered up the idea of a crib, but that wasn’t how Nu-reeh had said to sleep. Instead, Christof and I built a barricade of blankets between Damien and Hannah. I could only imagine what the baby books at home would have said about doing that.

We lay down in our spots and my men’s breathing evened out very quickly. I lay staring at the ceiling and thinking. So much ran through my mind, I didn’t know where to start.

In the days I’d shared a bond with my family, I had thought whatever they did. With that compulsion gone, I could think clearly. For the first time in ages, I felt normal.

and wonderful all at once. Parts of it were stranger than others, parts of it more stressful. I refused to

and her entrance into the mens’ Living quarters when my owners almost killed my tutors. Damien had been ready to decapitate the man he was holding. It hadn’t mattered that Nu-reeh didn’t want him to do it, but he stopped when

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Damien and his Brothers were made to stop. Something outside of them

collective consciousness that pulsed between them; she had enforced her will on it. My men did not know. They weren’t even curious about their sudden change in

control the men completely. It was

learned about the world. She took over the mind of her father and examined his memories. I

could have the men just line up and do what they wanted. What was the point of letting them do

instruction. She wanted them to fight and make their own

had better things to do. It was both shocking

to tell Hannah, although I should

perhaps I should not tell Nu-reeh I understood. She may