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.

Angela’s Library

“Nu-reeh was correct.”

stripes darkened. Christof understood what I meant. He explained it was very much like Damien to want to mentor the

to say?” Damien asked me as I

The answer seemed to console him for

upstairs and the men dressed in their linen shifts and put mine on me. I realized, that I had been wearing it for days without noticing. We didn’t have clothing for

and I worried for Kennedy. She was leaner than Hannah, but heavier. We’d discussed it and it seemed

at the door. Basin

broken by this planet,” Rose said with

survive seem to stay active. I have given this much thought. Ciara must be

back, I realized. My face felt slack and I had no memories of what we’d done for dinner. I was slipping in and out