A Sex Slavee To Alien Masters

They loved that transport almost more than they loved any of their other experiments. Anything they could do to make it faster and better was worth the investment. I was disappointed it wasn’t here. They might have woken up to play with it.

An idea struck me as I cleaned them and I Looked at Master Damien. Content is © by NôvelDrama.Org.

“Would the transports go faster if they were fueled by the ore?” I asked him.

He thought for a moment and told me he didn’t know.

“It seemed they would,” I said casually. “On Earth vehicles that ran on things like solar power ran slower.”

Master Damien grumbled a response and rolled his man onto a new pallet. “The ore the women mine must be very powerful,” I continued. “What types of things does it power?”

“The portals and ships that travel in space,” Christof said crouching at one man’s feet and paused in cleaning him.

“So the women could travel off the planet?” I asked innocently. “You could travel off the planet, Masters?”

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Master Evan was irritated with my questions.

“Obviously, Ciara, we went to the slave auction to find you.”

“You went in a portal, Master Evan. Why would you need ships then?” I asked.

“The portals cannot transport the ore,” Christof explained.

“It becomes unstable in the portals and explodes. Ships, except for short distance travel, exist almost exclusively to transport the ore.”

I continued to ask questions about the ore, about the other worlds, and about creatures that might visit this planet. My men understood my idea, but they weren’t sure it would work. In all fairness they played along with me, though.

We heard a noise at the door and we all turned to look. I almost did, but remembered the rules in time.

“They should eat, their Mistress said so,” the man said setting a covered pot by the fire.

Master Damien was irritated as the man left. We were not Healers and this job was ridiculous. He didn’t think we were making headway and the entire experience was annoying.

“How do the women sell the ore?” I asked continuing to pursue my plan. Master Bane answered as Master Evan scooped the gruel into the bowl. “We’ve never been there but there is a place the women let the ships land to load the ore. The women carry it there. They have men that do the actual negotiations. Our women terrify most other races.”

“Wow,” I said, “you mean there are men that get to talk to creatures from other planets?”

“Yes, usually they use men that were Warriors, so they don’t fear for their safety…” Master Bane trailed off and was staring at the men on the wall.

They were sitting up and watching us. I put my head down, unsure if I should be Looking at them or not.

“I would say that is a pointless concern since you have been bathing them, Ciara,” Master Damien said with a small smile.

“There are men that do the speaking with other races?” one of my fake Masters asked.

“Yes,” Master Bane said, silently gloating since he was on the winning side.