A Sex Slave To Alien Masters (Erotica)

Nu-reeh came at the end of the fifth day to our quarters. Hannah had packed a bag to take with her. Inside were several blankets I had knitted. I had also stitched her name in English into a piece of my ornamentation. I had nothing else to offer her.

There was no preamble and Nu-reeh just told her simply to leave. If she came back the women would attack her for being near their men. Nu-reeh warned her to get far away before the morning sun broke the sky.

I dropped to my knees and hugged Hannah tight.

“No tears, Mama,” she whispered fiercely in my ear. “I love you and I will be back for you. This is not good bye for forever, just for now.”

“I love you, too, Hannah,” I whispered fighting the desire to scream and cry. “Be strong and succeed, Baby Girl.”

Nu-reeh led Hannah out and my family and I followed them. At the first exit to the cave system my girl took flight. She looked back once and waved before she disappeared into the clouds.

I felt numb and raw. Like a strange type of sentry I stood in the exit and started at the sky. My family stood with me, silent for the most part, allowing me to grieve. Eventually Damien picked me up and moved me back to their quarters.

I sat stiffly on a chaise by the fire and stared straight ahead. In my mind I saw Hannah’s birth and I remembered her first words. Her happy little face the day she learned to fly swam in my mind. She was perfect in every way, except her temper.

Damien and his Brothers jumped when I started to laugh. When I started to cry I had their full attention. Hannah’s fiery temper was such a nuisance. Certainly it had come from her father, his temper was legendary.

Would it make her powerful in the world or would it be her downfall? I suddenly wondered.

“Should we use the calming cream?” Kein asked softly from my left.

The men debated and I roused enough to speak for myself.

“No,” I told them in a cracking voice, “it makes me forget and I want to remember Hannah. It makes me sad, but I want to remember her last days with me, even if it hurts.”

Christof sat beside me and held my hand. Leaning over I lay my head on his shoulder. Damien sat on my other side and lay a hand on my thigh.

A new thought brought a new round of tears.

“She is all alone,” I whispered. “I have you all to comfort me as I suffer this and my poor daughter has no one. Hannah is being shoved into this world she doesn’t know without any friends.”

Sobs broke through my emotional defenses and and I shook as the tears poured. My men pressed closer next to me. It was Christof who spoke.Belongs to © n0velDrama.Org.

“I think,” he said with authority, “that is not the issue you think it is. The women here are solitary creatures, I’ve been watching them. Yes, they have Sisters, but they aren’t like us. Watch them, they like to be alone and in the wide open sky. They always seemed happiest when they were about to leave the mountain.”

Kein and Evan agreed with him, so he continued.

“Hannah, as much as she wished to stay with you, she struggled here. These last days you spent in the wind swept hallways contending with the cold. Hannah knew you are not suited for this environment, but she could not stay in our rooms with you.”

I nodded and dried the tears on my cheeks.

“You think being free will make her feel better?” I asked quietly.

Affirmative answers came from all the men. They thought Hannah would be sad to leave me, but happy to finally be able to fly and explore all day. She would not feel the crushing despair I felt right now.

“Whether she likes it or not,” Damien said. “She is of this world. Once she is immersed in it, she will do fine.”

I wasn’t convinced, but I had no option. Nu-reeh was in charge and she had made her feelings known. Things would be as she wished them to be.

I crawled in bed that night and snuggled close to Bane. Kein seemed to sense my need and curled around my back. I lay quietly surrounded by them and listened to them fall quickly to sleep.

It struck me as I lay there what all the men and I were. All of us were slaves, we all fell under Nu-reeh’s rule. If we did not obey any of us could be destroyed at her whim. My old tutors had been evidence enough of that.

Hannah had obviously already figured that out. It was probably what she meant about coming back for me. I wasn’t sure what she planned to do.

I fell asleep finally, dreaming of Hannah.

Nu-reeh was at our door the next morning. After the morning meal I was to pack what the men would take back to the compound. The men would go to the sorting room after they pointed out what they wanted me to pack.

Damien was angry. He hated to see me used to work for them. The Brothers could get the job done, but Nu-reeh’s word was law.

A pile of large sacks were waiting outside our quarters when we returned from the dining hall. The men pulled them inside and pointed out what was theirs. It was easy, if it was blue it went. Their clothing went. The stones absolutely went.

By the noon time meal I had the closet packed and I went to eat with my family. At mid-afternoon different men came and took everything. I waited in the empty apartment, but my owners did not come at dinner. Nu-reeh came and demanded I follow her.

I jogged to keep up with her; she just yelled at me to hurry up. We were at the women’s wall when she picked me up and flew to the entrance of her living quarters. Once we were inside she handed me a plate.

“Eat this,” she said.

It didn’t look appetizing and the plate appeared dirty, but I didn’t complain.

“You sew,” she said simply, “make these into a cover you can wear.”

She pointed to a collection of dirty rags and filthy furs in a pile on the floor.

“Yes, Mistress,” I said quickly.

“Save enough to sew as covers for your feet,” she said.

“As you wish Mistress,” I answered.