A Sex Slavee To Alien Masters

I carried Hannah into the main room and felt much steadier walking. After several treatments with the cream my pain was greatly diminished. The space between my legs no longer throbbed and even my stomach felt better.

Christof insisted on feeding me dinner, so I sat on his lap. He had said he wanted to make sure I ate enough. I thought it was just because he wanted to watch Hannah. He had always been the most curious Brother. This is property © NôvelDrama.Org.

Talons clattered on the floor and Damien went outside to see what was happening. The Brothers inside with me all sucked in a gasp suddenly, but they refused to tell me what was happening. Damien came back in looking shocked.

“Well?” I asked rocking Hannah gently.

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“What happened?”

“They tortured the men that attacked you,” Damien finally said.

“Nu-reeh claimed they assaulted Hannah when they touched you. She said that they made the girl come too soon. It was done to prove to the other men how serious the women are about the new female.”

I didn’t know what to say. Obviously I appreciated Nu-reeh protecting Hannah, but I was a little surprised that she had abused the tutors.

“Those men were important to their owner,” was all I could think to say.

“Not important enough,” Christof scoffed.

“Their owners skinned their backs and pulled out their fingernails.”

I retched at the thought and fought to keep my stomach settled. Evan fussed at Christof for upsetting me.

“The women chained them in a place the other men would see them. They will be left there to suffer for several days,” Damien said.

“But, I do not believe we should take Ciara there,” Kein added looking worried.

“If Nu-reeh saw Ciara Lose the food we gave her…” Bane commented. The general assessment was the same. Nu-reeh would be angry if she saw me vomit. Hannah and I would be spared seeing the mutilated bodies of my tormentors.

We were nearly ready for bed when the talons were outside the door again. Nu-reeh and her Sisters wanted to see us.

I bundled the child up and walked out the leather flap with my owners. Thankfully, Hannah had chosen to be sound asleep in my arms. I knew my men feared Nu-reeh’s reaction if the child had been upset.

“Have you been feeding her?” Nu-reeh asked.

“Yes, Mistress, as often as she Likes,” I answered politely.

“She has made waste?” Dinah questioned.

“Yes, Mistress, and I cleaned her.”

“Have the men touched her?” Nu-reeh asked.

“No, Mistress, my owners do not touch her and no other man has tried to,” I told them quickly.

The women seemed pleased and had me unwrap Hannah so they could examine her. They were happy her little belly felt full and plump. Dinah commenting she must be well fed to be sleeping so peacefully. Hannah only murmured contentedly as the women checked her.