A Sex Slavee To Alien Masters

I could clean, I was good at it. The time alone would not be wasted. If they gave me knitting needles and yarn I could even knit a blanket for the child after I was done. I would be fine on my own, just as I had been when I was Left alone in the compound.

Master Damien muttered a low curse. He didn’t Like the talk of me caring for myself. I didn’t do a good enough job, in his opinion.

Master Evan’s thoughts were as dark as Master Damien’s, but Christof saw this as a workable situation. I was not as incapable as they thought I was and they would be near. It was unlikely I could get in that much trouble.

“Thank you,” Master Damien said to the man, “you are correct. We will report to the sorting room for our Mistress after we Leave the slave in our quarters.”

Christof asked me about what I needed to make blankets and said he would speak to someone. He thought he could have those things delivered here. Christof found my industry a healthy thing and was happy to assist me. His opinion slowly started to sway his Brothers.

By the time we made it back to our rooms they were at ease with the decision. As long as I didn’t do anything foolish, they would Leave me alone for the morning.

“If you misbehave or cause trouble,” Master Damien warned, “we will punish you,”

I shuddered as he sifted through all the new ways they had learned to punish Earth slaves. The men from the red mountains liked slaves with spirit and knew well how to tame them. Master Damien would have no trouble putting that new knowledge to good use if I made problems.

I rose and kissed his lips. His concern was sweet, even if his way of showing it was bizarre. My Master just didn’t want me to do something foolish and injure myself. I was apt to get injured even in the safest

of circumstances and the mountains were a dangerous place.

Like some strange sitcom, I kissed each man good bye and wished them all a good day. Christof said good bye last and reminded me to stay in their rooms and out of trouble. I swore to do what they had said.

Once my men were gone I pulled the cleaning supplies out of the closet. It was much Like the compound, so I knew how to use all of it. Since I disliked cleaning the bathroom, I went there first, to get it over with.

The work was hot, so I stripped off my outfit and walked around nude. I worked up quite a sweat in fairly short order. The bathroom had not received what I considered an acceptable level of cleaning in a long time. I scrubbed hard to make the surfaces shine.

I felt my men in my mind. They had been in the sorting room before and knew what to do. Nu-reeh and her sisters would drop of their haul there and the men cleaned and separated it for sale.

The ore had many uses, mainly as a fuel source. The transports used by the compounds had originally run on the ore. Solar energy was preferred now because it was not something the planet could run out of. All text © NôvelD(r)a'ma.Org.

As I cleaned my men communicated with me and with each other. They enjoyed telling me what they knew about the ore and how it was used. I was more interested in their use of solar energy.

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I was most impressed with the use of solar power. As I scrubbed the bath down I thought about how solar power was only just catching on on Earth. We were still using fossil fuels we were rapidly devouring.

“We are a far superior race,” Master Evan told me cockily.

“Those in charge of our planet knew we would have to use methods we could not deplete. The ones in charge of your world must not think ahead.“

I couldn’t hide the amusement in my thoughts. As though Master Evan had ever even given the notion any consideration before he was brought here. The women thought ahead, that didn’t mean the men ever had. His indignation was completely unjustified.

Christof thought my opinion was funny, Master Kein wanted to see what Master Damien would do, and Master Evan was incensed. Punishment would await me when they got home, that much was decided. I was far too cocky and spoiled for my own good.

Their irritation at the situation was funny and they were awfully far away. As I cleaned the counters in the main room, I continued to harass Master Evan.

“You’re lucky to be on a planet controlled by women,” I told him.

“Women are smarter than men and much better at running things.”

I felt his anger course through the bond and Laughed out loud. It would be disrespectful to the men running the sorting room to leave in the middle of the work day, so Master Evan was stuck. Despite his desire to punish me he would wait.