A Sex Slavee To Alien Masters

I smiled at my friend. His acceptance of this seemed to be calming the rest of them.

“I still don’t Like it,” Damien growled sitting at the edge of the bath and watching us.

Christof agreed with him and I crawled out to sit on Damien’s lap and hold him close.

“Nobody has ever taken care of me the way you all do,” I told him stroking his face.

Damien relaxed and smiled slightly. He liked that, I could tell. It made him calm a tiny bit more.

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“We still need to feed you,” he said drying me with a towel. Being treated like some sort of invalid had been irritating. I stopped

Damien and reiterated the idea that I was well. They just had to stop or it would make me insane.

“On Earth,” I insisted, “humans would actually go places where they weren’t fed well and they were forced to work hard to lose weight. I’m sure if it continued I’d get injured, but right now I’m fine.”

Damien did not like to repeat himself. His face became slightly irritated as he spoke.

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Smiling up at him, I placed a kiss on his chin. I’d never doubted they would care for me for a moment.

I had a snack before we headed back to the compound, dried and preserved worms. When I was pregnant and bonded the flavor had been wonderful. Now without my men’s opinions influencing me, I choked them down as quickly as possible, much to everyone’s amusement.

“Please,” I begged earnestly, “I won’t refuse them, but please find something else for me to eat. If I have to eat worms all the time…They are just so nasty,” I finished pleadingly.

“We could help you,” Kein said with a teasing glint in his eye.

I threw my hands up and begged. The Last time we’d done that, it was just awful.

“Oh, no, I said I wouldn’t refuse them. It was only a question if there was something else I could eat.”

“We will find something you like,” Christof promised with a grin.

We made the trip back to the compound with me wrapped Like a mummy. The men had used blankets from the bed to wrap me tightly head to toe. The fabric kept me warm and hidden from prying eyes. While we were still in the wild Land between the mountains and the compound, my face was left uncovered.

I Looked longingly back at the mountains and imagined Hannah Looking at me. She was out there somewhere, I knew she was. Tears slipped down my face as I realized how long it would be before I saw her again, if ever.

The transport slowed to a stop and Christof pulled me to face him.

“Why do you make tears?” he asked.

“Hannah,” I told him simply, “I will miss her terribly. She is out there and I will never again be as close to her as I am right now.”