A Sex Slavee To Alien Masters

“It is a girl,” Damien explained pouring me a serving and smiling.

“We sent the message to Nu-reeh as soon as you connected to us. The whole compound is getting a treat tonight, although the others do not know why.”

We ate in comfortable silence. My rib still throbbed, but there was no more inner discord. The dissension of opinion had been harder to tolerate than the physical pain.

The men knew that would have been the case. Pain through disagreement in the bond was always the worst thing imaginable. The cruelest thing to do to any man would be to seek to disrupt Long held opinions in just one Brother.

That surprised me. We had not always agreed. I’d believed I should not be a slave long before they’d come to that conclusion. We had never felt like we did earlier today.

“You allowed us to guide you, little Sister,” Bane said filling my plate back up. “You did not fight us. Damien, Evan, Kein and I were not confronted with your feelings on the matter. It also helped that our sneaky Brother with his Earth heritage agreed with you. Both of you,” he grinned at Christof, “held those opinions away from us and shared only with each other. We did not truly experience your disagreement.”

The men knew some sort of punishment awaited such foolish slaves. They would never be told what it was, though.

help them?” I asked

informed me, “they are being saved the wrath of five Warriors that have been wronged. Whatever they suffer now will be Less because

decision, I would not be to blame

While they probably didn’t mean to leave lasting scars, none of them expected me to truly fight back. Those foolish girls probably thought they

said raising fist and pumping the air

in what was

of the water,“ Evan said proudly, “you

against one. There were things that would