A Sex Slavee To Alien Masters

I’d never been so surprised in my life. She smiled at me and left the room to follow her Sister. The men had noticed none of it.

Damien was the first to remember me Laying quiet and shivering on the warm stone. As Christof rocked the baby the rest hurriedly fixed me up. Apparently this delivery had been tougher than last time. I had a tear.

The placenta was delivered just as the Healers arrived. These new men marveled at the warm mass of flesh that had been inside of me. They would not have believed it came from where it did.

“Could we take it?” the lead Healer asked.

Since we didn’t know what else to do with it, Damien let them have it. I was treated with some strange device that stung terribly, but knitted the tissue together rapidly. The Healers also had a powerful cream they applied with gloves to my insides and over my stomach to help with healing. I felt myself literally tighten up as it was spread around.

The room was suddenly split with an earth shattering wail. Kennedy had been quiet, but now she was thirsty. Damien carefully removed their crest from my nipples and pocketed the little metal pieces

it took several minutes of trial and

the female child only,” he said literally pushing them from the room. “Leave them alone now. Your

the warm slab and walked us to the bed. She watched him with

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several pillows and nursing comfortably, Christof

do we call her?” he asked sitting beside us and stroking her

me. This probably should have been a task I shared with her father, but I knew Christof would not know how to

like to call her Kennedy,” I told him looking down at her. “It is the name

with that and practiced the name. Nu-reeh would be pleased the girl had a ruler’s name. It was

grandmother had raised beautiful Kennedy tea roses in her garden. This girl was named after my best female friend, but

tub with warm water and helped me step into it. Christof carried

enamored with the water as Hannah had been. She touched at it and giggled as it moved under her hand. Our little girl quietly told Christof many of the things she