A Sex Slavee To Alien Masters

Damien and his Brothers apologized for lying to me during Lunch. It had never been their intention to cause me pain; they only wanted to protect me.

“The sadness the breeding caused you was too strong and we feared you would break again,” Christof said solemnly.

“We wanted to protect you.”

I shook my head and picked at my plate absently.

“The truth is important between us,” I told him. “You can’t tell me I’m free and still make all my decisions for me.”

They didn’t understand and I knew the root of their confusion. In their hearts they didn’t believe I was strong enough to be free the way they were. My family still had my position caught somewhere between slave and free, but not entirely either.

E L A ‘s L I

had to leave for a time, but Damien had promised to return. He asked the young men to continue to do extra work and

leaked out. They

right and the world was not what it seemed. He’d told them if a young woman named “Hannah” or “Kennedy” wanted them to go somewhere, they should go. There was a life beyond these walls and it was better than what we had here. The boys had solemnly swore to keep the secret and

boots the men preferred and other things they Liked to have. Those things were packed up to take with us to

“We will hide it in the sleeping area of our lodgings. Your friends cannot be told

the pad could be dangerous. He knew it could burn and made me

kept in the family. I would not endanger

how to keep a secret. There were just things I could not go blabbing about. The family came before everything else. This secret protected Hannah, Kennedy, and all of

had done this out of love. It was a misguided attempt to protect me from the pain of a forced conception. I mourned the larger problem and wrestled internally with how to handle it.

cared deeply for me. I cared for them, too. I wished that one day we