A Sex Slavee To Alien Masters

Hannah’s wings had fascinated me. Each wing was divided into three sections. At each transition point was a fleshy barb. It wasn’t nearly as hard as the ones the adult women had, I hoped that changed with age.

By her third moon I could appreciate the changes in Hannah’s wings. Over time Hannah had learned to control the spans of flesh and she now moved them with ease and assurance. Except for their smaller size they looked much Like the older women’s wings.

I talked to her about the amazing places her wings could carry her. Reminding her of Nu-reeh’s stories, I hoped she would also see wonderful things. The conversation usually infuriated Hannah.

She told me she had no need to see this world. Land was Land, mountains were mountains, and the sea was the sea. It didn’t matter if it was somewhere different. She always went back to playing with her toys and refused to talk about it further.

That’s what she said and I heard her, but it wasn’t how she acted. Hannah stared at the sky when we passed openings in the mountains. She explored the Limited world she had voraciously. I saw her true desire even though she tried to hide it.

Hannah grew rapidly and she fed from me frequently, much more than a human child would. I produced enormous amounts of milk, but I feared it was barely adequate. Hannah stood the height of an average toddler, but Nu-reeh had commented she was small. I ate and drank frequently to have enough energy to make enough milk.

I’m sure it didn’t help my overall health when I started to menstruate again. Those days I felt as though energy flowed from me in every direction. It made me tired, cranky and hungry. Despite how hard I tried I could barely keep up with the demands on my body.

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talked to her about the importance of treating men well. I feared she would treat her own men poorly when the time came. That would just

advised her that she probably had a great deal more power over men besides just strength. This was new information and Hannah pondered

times it seemed Like Nu-reeh had controlled the bond. Hannah had those memories also and

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She would climb the walls and and crawl deep into crevices to examine things if they

area where the floor just dropped way. Hannah wanted to see what was on the other

Mama,” she told me and scurried toward the Ledge. While I Liked to encourage her curious nature, this was too dangerous. “No,” I