A Sex Slave To Alien Masters (Erotica)

I winced at the last statement and watched Christof closely. He stroked my cheek in comfort.

“She will live, Ciara,” he whispered. “We will help you. Rest now, though. When it is time to eat again we will wake you.”

We had a late supper inside the apartment after Hannah was fed next. My men had a new warm outfit to put me into. Nu-reeh had given it to them.

The new outfit was still flowing, blue, and nearly see through. It was made of the thick warm fabric we were used to and it was stitched with their symbol. The main difference was the top. The front was made of several loosely overlapping panels. I could wiggle a breast out and feed Hannah and still stay inside my clothes.

My men grudgingly admitted they would not have thought to order such a thing. Nu-reeh was a wise woman. They would have to thank her for her foresight.

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.

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. “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.NôvelDrama.Org is the owner.

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.

Tosu looked at Hannah’s wings and warned me not to crush them if I insisted on wrapping her. She showed me how they should fold on Hannah’s back. As the wings matured it would be more important they were folded correctly. I thanked her for the information.

“We have a great tolerance for cold, slave,” Tosu said. “I know humans do not. Our female young are usually born with fur to protect them. You may wrap the child for warmth. We believe her hair will grow in.”

Dinah growled and made a spitting sound. “Runen and his Brothers made the child come too early. I am sure the baby fur would have grown inside of you if the men had not interfered,” she said.

I didn’t respond and only rewrapped Hannah in her blue blanket.

“You will take your meals in the main dining room with your owners,” Nu-reeh told me. “Take the child where you go. In the afternoons you will take her through the caves. Do you know your way around the caverns?”

“Yes, Mistress, I know my way around most of them,” I answered.

“The child, you call her ‘Hannah’, soon will feel too constrained if you try to keep her in your owners’ apartments,” Nu-reeh told me.

“Feel free to take her and let her explore. The men will not touch her. If they do, they know the punishment that awaits them,” Dinah said harshly.

“As you wish, Mistresses,” I said cuddling my little girl.

“I know how long your children stay with their mothers,” Nu-reeh told me. “The girls here need their freedom to grow and learn. Your daughter has all of her male breeder’s knowledge and it should serve her well when she strikes out on her own.”

I wondered when that would be, but I remembered Damien’s opinion on the subject. The women did not like to answer questions.

“I will give her any help I can, Mistress, for as long as I can,” I said hoping that would be tactful and perhaps encourage Nu-reeh to speak.

Nu-reeh snorted, “When the young female finally is strong enough to set out, I will tell you and she will leave. Our females are strong willed, they must be to survive. She will seek her own destiny within the next six moons.”

I breathed deep. Damien had estimated four hundred and twenty days when Ronal told us the same number. Too short, much too short, but I would do what I had to do for her. It seemed hard to imagine that in just six turns of the moon I would be ready to release my baby.

“You have been generous to help my daughter as much as you have, Mistress, thank you,” I said my voice quavering slightly.

“You and the babe rest with our men, slave. Keep the child well fed,” Nu-reeh commanded as the women turned and left.

Evan’s mood was triumphant when we stepped back in the apartment. Bane congratulated him with a pat on the back.

My mouth lifted involuntarily into a grin at their game. “What did you bet on?”

Christof congratulated Evan before he answered. “We bet on whether Nu-reeh would let us sleep in our own bed with the child. Bane said we would be told to sleep on the floor. He had said he laid on his own bed for the last time this afternoon.”

I shook my head and looked down at my sleeping baby. Six turns of the moon, that wasn’t very long at all and I wasn’t sure where she would go after that. From the way Nu-reeh talked Hannah would leave me, but I had no idea what the adolescent women did.

My eyes filled with tears as I realized how short my time with my daughter would be. I had no idea what would happen to her.

“Are you in pain?” Damien asked worriedly.

“No, not physically,” I sighed. “I am mourning that my child will be taken from me in six turns of the moon.”