A Sex Slavee To Alien Masters

Master Evan stretched out on his back and lay his head on my lap closing his eyes. It was such a temptation to stroke him when he lay there, I don’t know why. My fingers ran across his forehead and he smiled.

“We understand this feeling, Ciara,” Master Damien said simply.

They really did understand, in a way. Once they had been free, at least in their minds. Now they were bound to a powerful Mistress. She determined everything about their lives, because they could not resist her strength. It was much the same for me.

The bond hurt when I held myself apart from them. My head ached and I felt a little nauseated. The disagreement brought me pain. Feeling Like I had been was not healthy for me. Tucking the anger far away I allowed their thoughts to flood into me.

They were right, I did feel better now that they were close. I took comfort from their presence. The tears slowly dried as we sat there.

The floor was cold and hard, not an ideal place to sit. When I finally came to that conclusion Master Evan Lifted off of me and Christof picked me up. They walked with me cradled in Christof’s arms back to the bed and Laid me down.

Damien lay in front of me and he watched me intensely. I had yelled at him and argued with him in the dream. He hadn’t liked it and was frankly irritated with me. Content bel0ngs to Nôvel(D)r/a/ma.Org.

“I’m sorry, Damien,” I told him.

He smiled and brushed his lips to mine. I was forgiven. Damien had no desire to stay upset.

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I had’t meant to show them my anger. It was something I hid. Rightful indignation had no place here, I knew that. The discomfort it had brought proved it. It was a weakness I could not allow.

Christof curled against my back, warming where I had been sitting on the floor. The others did not totally understand how I felt, Christof understood and had no anger about it. In the back of his mind he still held the same opinion, free creatures should be left free. Strength was not a reason to dominate someone else completely.

The blankets were pulled up and over me and I fell back to sleep.

We were in a classroom again and I sighed. This dream just wouldn’t go away. It was probably because Nu-reeh had said I should be able to read. That comment had really stuck with me. On this world I was strikingly uneducated.

There was a figure on the blackboard in front of me. I recognized it at the symbol for the compound I had come from. It was the only symbol in their Language I recognized.

“No, it isn’t,” Master Kein said from my side.

A new symbol appeared on the board and it looked familiar. It was on the outside of the shop they bought my ornamentation in. He was right, I knew this one, too.

“This part,” Master Kein pointed out, “is the symbol for Fredrick’s family.”

He divided the symbol into it’s different parts. The second part referred to what the shop sold and the last part referred to where the shop was located. Anyone that saw this symbol would know who the owners were, what they sold, and what part of the village it was in.

We spent all night with Master Kein teaching me to read. The dream eventually took us back to the place in the Child Keepers where they had learned language. We sat at the benches as Master Kein

slowly taught me to decipher the symbols.

I woke feeling refreshed looking into Evan’s bright eyes.

“That was boring, Ciara,” he said simply pulling me up. “I already know how to read and I didn’t like sitting in a classroom all night. Tomorrow you must dream of something better.”

“Is it normal?” I asked as he cleaned me.

“Why do I always control the dreams?”

Master Evan looked uncomfortable and frowned. “No,” he finally answered, “we share everything. One of us never controls the others like that.”