A Sex Slavee To Alien Masters

“Where are they?” I asked the man, starting to panic. “Did you take Damien’s family and Basin’s family or just us? Didn’t my female offspring send someone for Rose’s family and mine?”

“The slavers,” Thom spat out, “were offered safety in our camp. They are being transported separately. Hannah and Kennedy are well respected or such a request would never have been honored.”

I stared at the man in the dim half light of the tunnels. He had referred to our men as “slavers” and I had that sinking feeling again Free men would view men like Damien and his Brothers as no better than the women.

“I am free with Damien and his Brothers,” I said quickly taking a step toward Thom.

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was not a slave and made me family

eyes flashed, “They told you this? They told you one day you were

and not a slave. Damien and his Brothers decided on

voice and sounding slightly menacing. “They told you what you would be and you accepted it. It doesn’t sound to me as though it was a

and women is a choice.

reason. Probably because there was a measure of truth in them.

said, “it is still a

the canteen to her lips and take a tentative sip, then a couple of gulps. She Looked amazed as she handed me back the container. This had been

the most part. I wasn’t sure what to say. Freedom from Nu-reeh had been such

to me that my men

of us. We passed out our narrow passage into a Larger cave. There appeared to be a flat, black lake with a large circular island in the middle. A series of big camp fires lit the island and surrounding area. In the dim Light I could

were several transports Like ours. I saw men milling around