A Sex Slavee To Alien Masters

The other transports flew near us, but Damien wasn’t bothered by them. We talked and joked like we usually did. They even took the face mask away so we could watch each other. Things seemed normal in that regard.

“You should rest now,” Evan suddenly said about mid morning.

I Looked over at him surprised. He pulled several cushions out of a bag and laid them on the floor of the transport.

“Lay down and rest,” he ordered.

I did as he asked, but couldn’t really understand this. Bane wrapped a blanket around me tucking me in securely. Christof pulled my hood up so it kept the sun from my eyes. They were acting so odd, but I was very comfortable on the cushions they had brought. The low hum of the transport soothed me and my eyes drifted closed.

It would have seemed impossible for me to sleep on a transport in the middle of the day, but I did. I dreamed of baseball fields and little boys playing. In my mind’s eye I saw the life of a child playing out before me.

Sister,” Bane whispered

sat up. The transport was stopped in the middle of nowhere. Everyone was

they would have preferred to hunt for something to roast. They were rebuked by Damien. We could hunt for the evening meal, it was imperative

again. The same pattern repeated as in the morning. I

me, “I don’t have to sleep all the time. You’ve said yourself it’s good to be up

the sentiment. He pushed me until I Lay down cocooned in the blankets

were tired and it upset her. She wants you

E L A ‘s

had been fun, but I guess that was over. Sleeping for the rest of

me,” he ordered crouching

I whined, “and I like swimming. If she makes me sleep all day