A Sex Slavee To Alien Masters

“I will wrap her so that doesn’t happen and nobody here would say anything-” I started to say and Christof pointed to my sleeping daughter.

I took a different tact. “I’ll put her on my chest to sleep. Is that better?”

“You Like to sleep on your side,” Kein informed me. “In the middle of the night you turn on your hip.”

Strangely observant, but it was still true.

In an attempt to find a solution I offered up the idea of a crib, but that wasn’t how Nu-reeh had said to sleep. Instead, Christof and I built a barricade of blankets between Damien and Hannah. I could only imagine what the baby books at home would have said about doing that.

We lay down in our spots and my men’s breathing evened out very quickly. I lay staring at the ceiling and thinking. So much ran through my mind, I didn’t know where to start.

In the days I’d shared a bond with my family, I had thought whatever they did. With that compulsion gone, I could think clearly. For the first time in ages, I felt normal.

The day drifted through my head. It had been strange, stressful, and wonderful all at once. Parts of it were stranger than others, parts of it more stressful. I refused to think of the day my daughter would leave, that would break me.

Instead, I thought about Nu-reeh and her entrance into the mens’ Living quarters when my owners almost killed my tutors. Damien had been ready to decapitate the man he was holding. It hadn’t mattered that Nu-reeh didn’t want him to do it, but he stopped when she said to.

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It wasn’t that he stopped because he wanted to, though. Damien and his Brothers were made to stop. Something outside of them forced their decision.

My eyes shot open when I realized. Nu-reeh had made them stop. That collective consciousness that pulsed between them; she had enforced her will on it. My men did not know. They weren’t even curious about their sudden change in opinion.

I looked over at my sleeping daughter and understood. The women here could control the men completely. It was done at such an intrinsic level the men weren’t even aware of it.

That was how tiny unborn Hannah had learned about the world. She took over the mind of her father and examined his memories. I didn’t control his dreams, she did. I was just along for the ride, so to speak. Content is © by NôvelDrama.Org.

I wondered why the women bothered with all the pretense. They could have the men just line up and do what they wanted. What was the point of letting them do their own thing at all?

Nu-reeh didn’t like her men broken and waiting on her explicit instruction. She wanted them to fight and make their own decisions. Nu-reeh only stepped in when the men would do something that would cost her, like killing another family.

The women could control the men, they just had better things to do. It was both shocking and terrifying in it’s simplicity.

I would have to tell Hannah, although I should probably ask Nu-reeh first.

On second thought, perhaps I should not tell Nu-reeh I understood. She may kill me if I knew her secret.

Well, I decided, I had six turns of the moon. Hopefully, in that time I would figure out what I should tell Little Hannah.

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“Ciara!” Evan was shaking me awake and Hannah was screaming.

“How do you sleep through it? Feed her, change the towel, do something!” he begged.