A Sex Slavee To Alien Masters

I saw her spread her wings and flap them experimentally. She rose off the ground and hovered for a moment.

The truth of it struck me. She was growing fast and she was getting more independent every day. I’d promised not to hold her back, so I had to let her grow at her own pace.

“Fly back to me, Baby,” I called to her.

“If you start to fall, spread your wings and glide down. Do you understand that word?”

“You changed your mind,” she informed me as she jumped.

Hannah practiced flying over the pit all afternoon. She started out mainly just gliding from one ledge to another. Soon she had reached the bottom and had to fly to get back up. I just sat and watched from the top, calling out encouragement.

‘m hungry, Mama,” she cried when she was still halfway down in the pit.

feed, then,” I told

not tolerate hunger well, she never had. She screamed and wailed, throwing a mighty tantrum below me. Clattering talons told me who

N G E L A ‘s L I B

day, Ma’am,” I said to the

down there?” the woman

The woman seemed pleased Hannah had flown. The fact

appeared suddenly, having flown the rest of the way up. She was hungry and angry. She made horrible sounds at

the woman

and held my daughter as she started to nurse. She quieted quickly,

just made,”

and continued

that you could get out of easier,” I said