A Sex Slavee To Alien Masters

“Swim,” Bane said to me as Rose’s men redressed her, “thirty-seven times and then you rest.”

I swam my Laps as quickly as I could. It wasn’t nearly as interesting as swimming around the Keeper’s inlet, but I made do. Once I was done I dried and dressed myself, much to Rose’s shock, and went to lay down.

As I lay in the quiet bedroom my mind drifted to what the men were doing. Christof made a point to concentrate on things about the ore. That seemed to satisfy the little life inside of me. She was entertained by his cajoling and I rested comfortably the entire afternoon while they worked.

The men found me still sleeping on their bed when they got done. They were quiet as they disrobed for their shower. Evan was insistent I sleep as long as I could.

Damien permitted me to remove the punishment from Evan’s ass before dinner. I was glad we did. He was obviously not meant to wear something like this. Poor man was bleeding a little. He swore not to make the same mistake that had led to this again.

The pregnancy wore on and settled into a predictable pattern. I read daily and sometimes nightly. My little girl was relentless in her quest for knowledge. Eventually the men found Christof could calm her if it needed to be done. When she had not Let me rest for days, that was what had to happen.

Lucky in a way, as my belly grew her schedule became more regimented. She knew to be curious in the morning and let me rest more at night. It was

with devotionals, sometimes not. The lack of a pattern stopped Nu-reeh from catching her. What my girl was doing would have infuriated

for one of the lead female families that fought for freedom. Hannah and her Sister were not restricted and moved easily between the mountains. The mature women

asked not to be given details, so I would not endanger anyone, but Hannah insisted I know

allowed to make their own decisions. No one owned them and they mated at their discretion. A

this new life the men were permitted to learn anything they wanted. Access to knowledge was no longer prohibited. They could think and study on any topic that was interesting to them. None of

act like Administrators, Mama,” Hannah

live in.

women with every task. The goal was to eventually have all of them be mostly self

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and invite us to dine with them. They touch us

“How exactly,” I hissed, “do