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.

knew to be curious in the morning and let me rest more at night. It was a good change and

Sometimes she gifted me with devotionals, sometimes not. The lack of a pattern stopped Nu-reeh from catching her. What my girl was doing would have infuriated Nu-reeh. If she found out what Hannah was doing, I was sure Nu-reeh

and her Sister were not restricted and moved easily between the mountains. The mature women tracked them, but only

given details, so I would not endanger anyone, but Hannah insisted I know what she was helping to

the mountains or compounds and delivered to safe places. There they were told the truth and allowed to make their own decisions. No one owned them and they mated at their discretion. A woman could ask,

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 them were Limited in what

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raised at her last statement. “How exactly,” I hissed, “do they