A Sex Slavee To Alien Masters

“Not much to Look at in these caves, anyway,” Bane said softly.

We walked quietly and I thought about the things I would want to see. There were things I rarely got the chance to look at. I remembered being in the backyard on Earth with one of my nicer uncles. We had Laid on blankets and he had taught me the names of the different constellations.

“Stars,” I whispered and they pulled me to the side, “I would like to see the stars again.”

I had occasionally seen the stars through the window in the compound. It wasn’t Like I was an astronomer, but I did Like to see them. I imagined the sky here would be beautiful, but I was not permitted to look up.

Tonight, the men decided. There was a place they could take me we could go look at the stars. I would have to be dressed warmly because it was an exposed area, but you could see almost the entire sky.

I thanked each of them and kissed their cheeks. Speaking softly, I only called them by their given names. They loved that I didn’t call them Master anymore.

We walked toward the eating hall and my family was satisfied. Some tiny part of me wanted to think what funny men these were, but I couldn’t hold the thought. They were happy and settled, so I was, too.

I sat on Bane’s lap to eat. Christof went with Kein to get food.

The men were all excited when Christof sat the steaming pot of drink on the table. It was hard to make, but all the men loved it. I loved it, too. How wonderful we got to have it today.

“It is so strange having a strong opinion on something I’ve never experienced,” I complained.

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I’d never had this drink in the compound. It was often served at celebrations. The memories they had of this drink were very powerful.

“Women must have something that made them happy,” Bane said pouring us generous portion.

He took a sip and offered the cup to me to hold.

“Bet one of them had a girl,” Kein said taking the pot from Bane.

I took a sip of the warm, spicy liquid. It was wonderful, like orange juice mixed with cider, only richer and spicier. I Licked my lips as I handed the cup to Bane.

Everyone thought my reaction was comical. They loved to see me experience their world. My face was so expressive. The very first day they’d learned that and it had thrilled them.

We ate our meal and I took frequent sips of the drink. Christof even had to refill our pot, because I drank so much. It reminded me of strong Christmas punch.

During breakfast, I ate what Bane gave me, but also picked what I liked off his plate. He found it amusing. They no Longer cared if I fed myself, as long as I got enough to stay healthy.

Bane frequently redirected my hand. The things I liked to eat they did not think would give me enough sustenance. Although I picked it up, they still directed what I took.

Our quiet breakfast was interrupted by Rue and his Brothers.

“You let it feed itself?” Rue asked from in front of us.

I was holding Bane’s cup and tried to set it on the table. He stopped me with an internal command.

“As it turns out,” Damien said casually, “Ciara is a female. You will note, thanks to you all, she now carries a child.”

We weren’t particularly angry and these men anymore. They were less capable than we’d originally thought, but we had no ill feelings toward them.