A Sex Slavee To Alien Masters

We got in the water and I started to rub down Damien. He was tense and not loosening under my hands. Finally I walked around the little bench he was on and Looked questioningly into his face.

“What’s wrong?” I asked softly touching a bruise on his chin.

He hadn’t Looked injured from the fighting, but perhaps he was in pain. Not that being in pain had ever affected him before. Damien just seemed disgruntled.

“The General could have asked our reasoning,” he said tightly. “The other men should know what they think is wrong. No one will ask us about our choice now. It will make it more difficult to make the men see reason.”

I stood shocked and staring at Damien. Their desire for me to not look like a slave was intended to garner attention. Damien wanted to show the other men a new way to think. He wanted to guide them.

“You are a General, aren’t you?” I sighed sitting on his lap.

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“Nu-reeh was correct.”

statement infuriated him and his stripes darkened. Christof understood what I meant. He explained it was very much like Damien to want to mentor the other men. Damien did a fine

asked me as

bathe him. The answer seemed to

shifts and put mine on me. I realized, that I had been wearing it for days without noticing. We didn’t have clothing for me in the mountains. Not

my daughters. The dangers Hannah had discussed terrified me and I worried for Kennedy. She was leaner than Hannah, but heavier. We’d discussed it and it seemed the human bone structure was

knock sounded at the door. Basin

have seen many humans broken by this planet,” Rose said with great

ones that survive seem to stay active. I have given this much thought. Ciara must be kept very active in

of what we’d done for