A Sex Slavee To Alien Masters

Lines played across the front of the pad and then the screen seemed to blur. When the Lines all cleared I was staring at Kennedy surrounded by two girls both a little taller than her. My eyes filled with tears as her face Lit up in a smile.

She waved at me and I cried as I heard her voice.

“I, Mama,” she said happily, “this is pretty cool don’t you think?” “Incredible!” I choked out watching her.

Kennedy looked wonderful. She was healthy and well. Seeing her surrounding by strong looking girls thrilled me.

A N G E L A ‘s L I B R A R Y

“This,” she pointed to her left and right, “is Eve and this is Dara. We’ve bonded fully, Mama. You can speak English and they will understand you, too. None of us took the implant the women offered. We are all part of the new generation.”

she wasn’t with Hannah. Gathering my courage, I

bond with Mama. I hope you understand, I love my birth Sister, but she grates on my

like you are like yours,”

she had seen and some of the places she had been. Dara was slightly older, but Eve was just

Earth heritage, but Dara did not. The girls were all agreed that this world was

her only daughter. Because she had only Paterian lineage she

been better before. The men died young sometimes, but they were happier. Dara’s female breeder missed the relationship her ancestors had had with their men. It saddened her to see the fear in

had shorter memories than Dara. Her feelings on slavery were the same as her Sisters’. She remembered Earth of the mid eighteenth century. Hearing

was weaned. She could not bear

way, Mama,” she said firmly. “Do you still feel that way?” I denied it, but Kennedy wasn’t satisfied. She had thought I might do

my daughter. Her eyes narrowed and I got the feeling she