A Sex Slave To Alien Masters (Erotica)

Nu-reeh gave me a thin piece of sharpened bone and many long strands of plant like material. They would act as needle and thread.

“You sleep there,” she said pointing to a spot on the floor near the fire. “You will stay warm there at night. If you move from that spot I may accidentally attack you. There is a pot there,” she pointed, “that you may use to relieve yourself.”

She left me with that information.

I stared between the plate in front of me and the dirty rags on the floor. It had finally happened. I was living as a slave lived.

The food was dull, but it made me full very quickly. I finished my dinner and started to pick through the pile on the floor. Most of it was small animal skins, virtually none of it was fabric. I thought once it was sewn together I’d probably look like a cave woman.

Sewing was a good distraction. Otherwise I’d focus on my current situation or the fact that I didn’t know where Damien and his Brothers were. Even worse I’d think about Hannah and worry about her. I focused on piecing the scraps together to make a dress.

Eventually, I got tired. I used the skins as a pillow and lay down in front of the fire. It was like sleeping in the village had been. I woke uncomfortable and barely rested.

Nu-reeh looked at my progress on the dress and snorted. I ate the strange gooey food again, along with the contraceptive drink. Once I was done, she grabbed me and took me outside.

“Carry these rocks up that hill,” she pointed. “Pile them at the top. Work quickly, I will punish you if you are lazy.”

I looked up the long slope and then at the pile of rough, heavy looking rocks. It wasn’t clear to me why this grouping of rocks needed to be moved, but I didn’t argue. I just set myself to work as Nu-reeh flew away.

The rocks were nominally heavy, the real issue was the incline. It was steep and long. I walked as quickly as I could and piled the rocks at the top.

The work was hot and dirty. Some of the stones were covered in a layer of thick dried muck. It stuck to me, stuck to my clothes, and got in my hair.

At noon that strange filling food and a jug of water were given to me. The woman delivering the food demanded I work faster. I wasn’t nearly as far along as I should be.

When the sun set I was delivered back to Nu-reeh’s quarters. She fed me my dinner and demanded I work on the outfit. I worked until I nearly fell asleep sitting over it and then crawled to lay down by the fire.

My days took on a terrible monotony. I moved stones all day. It was very boring and repetitive.

The stones were a game I assumed. It hadn’t taken me long to realized I moved the same pile of rocks up the hill every day. Part of me was tempted to just throw them off the cliff that lay several yards away. However, I realized how tenuous my current situation was.

I was sore and tired most of the time. Although I was fed at regular intervals weight dropped from me almost daily. There was never hunger, which I was grateful for, but I started to look starved.

For some reason bathing was also prohibited by my new Mistress. The streaks of dirty sweat caking my features seemed to please her. I truly looked the part of the downtrodden slave now.

The only time Nu-reeh seemed at all concerned about me was the day I fell and cut my hand. She had me wash and wrap it. The healing cream was applied to it generously. I failed to understand why that cut was healed and the rest of me was left to look so bedraggled.

As I walked up the now familiar path with my burden, I often thought of Hannah. I hoped her life would be filled with wonderful adventures. I wondered where she was and what she was doing. Looking ruefully down at my heavy load, I knew it was better than how I was living.

The current situation did not change my mindset. Even now, I made up my mind to be happy. I sang songs to myself. Sometimes it was songs I had made up, other times it was songs I had heard. Anything to keep my spirits up in this dreary existence.

Nu-reeh appeared one day when I was smiling and humming nonsense to myself as I worked. She looked at me as though there was a question she wanted to ask. Instead she handed me the outfit I had pieced together.

“Change,” she told me, “foot covers, too.”

We were outside and I placed the stone I had been carrying on the ground.

I took off the warm blue outfit, which was now mostly brown anyway, and put the rags on. Pulling off my foot covers, I put on the scraps I had sewn together for my feet. It was a fitting outfit for my current position.

Wind whipped around the mountain and I was pleasantly surprised. The stitching was done well, I barely felt a draft. A smile crept onto my face when I realized what a good job I had done. Since I only had small victories in this life, I opted to celebrate them.

“You are a strange creature,” Nu-reeh said watching me carefully. “I think you will still be good for them.”

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“I have heard you when you comfort them,” she said suddenly. “I heard you convincing them they were not slaves. That is a lie and I think you know it.”

“Yes, Mistress,” I answered softly.

I heard feet approaching behind me, but I didn’t dare turn my face from Nu-reeh.

“It made them happier, though,” she mused. “Continue to be their comfort and I will continue to let you live.”

Before I could answer a hand was across my face, nearly smothering me. I was pulled back against my attacker. I had no idea what was going on.

The hands parted and I saw men using two small jars to cover me with cream. It was the calming cream, I recognized the small jars. The way the men were using them, I’d sleep for a week.

“Mistress,” I called frantically, “this is too much cream!”

She ignored me and I suddenly didn’t care anymore. The men released me and I slid to my knees. I would have smashed my face into the rock in front of me when I fell, but a hand caught my hair. The last thing I remembered was staring down the long, winding trail I’d walked for so many days.

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