A Sex Slave To Alien Masters (Erotica)

“Take it out,” Master Kein demanded.

“I agree,” said Master Damien, “we will ready the slave before we use it each time. This is…” he couldn’t think of a word to describe it.

It wasn’t always like this, I thought. Before the pregnancy the plug had been almost easy to ignore.

My men were decided and the plug removed. I breathed a sigh of relief at having it gone.

We walked down to the cafeteria and I was elated to have a day without that stupid object invading me. Reaching out I held the hand closest to me and squeezed it. Master Bane squeezed my hand back and didn’t let it go. My happiness was infectious.

“You’re getting spoiled, Ciara,” Master Evan said sighing.

He liked the plug. Seeing it peek between my ass cheeks all day reminded him I was his.

“There are other things I like to have there, Master Evan,” I flirted smiling.

Master Evan had ideas and would gladly spend the morning between my legs, but Master Damien made us go to breakfast. He wanted to see what Nu-reeh planned to do with them.

“Are you still to be trained as General?” Master Kein asked absently as we got closer to the hall.

The internal conversation took over. Nu-reeh knew they were bonded to me. Master Damien couldn’t be General if he was bonded to a slave. It would never work.

Breakfast was quick. The only thing that took any time was getting me on my kneeling place. I couldn’t see it beyond my expanding belly and I nearly lost my balance. My men stopped me from toppling and fed me while laughing at my clumsiness.

After the food and pulling me to a standing position, we walked to the area where the man handed out assignments. Usually it was rote, Master Damien and his Brothers trained to be General in the morning.

“Sorting room, Damien,” the man said and then I felt him look at me. “The slave will wait for you in your quarters,” he finished.

The men started to disperse, but Master Damien and his Brothers were irritated. Who was going to care for me while they sorted out Nu-reeh’s haul of ore?

The man that had been handing out directions approached Master Damien.

“The slave will clean your quarters,” he said answering the unspoken question and now Master Damien was livid. The man continued to speak in the face of Master Damien’s rage. “It is how it is done here, Damien. Do not cast such angry eyes on me. When the female slaves are brought they must work as we work. What would you prefer? To have the slave alone in your quarters or to have the men who clean in there with her?”

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.

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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.

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.