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

upset their mentors had to leave for a time, but Damien had promised to return. He asked the

leaked out. They were Loyal and discrete. Damien told me that’s what made him decide to trust them

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

preferred and other things they Liked to have. Those things were packed up to take with

will hide it in the sleeping area of our lodgings. Your

I understood that the pad could be dangerous. He knew it could burn and made me swear to throw it in the fire if

be kept in the family. I would

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

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. They still did not see me as

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