A Sex Slavee To Alien Masters

“Of course, we will not say anything,” Damien promised.

I looked around the bed and the other men murmured assent. It would be our secret.

“We will not sell you,” Evan insisted getting back to their earlier point.

“We will never rid ourselves of you.”

“I appreciate that you feel that way, but that isn’t how slavery works,” I said shaking my head. “It is very unnerving to think about.”

“Well,” Bane said laying his head back into his hands, “you aren’t a slave, so you don’t need to worry anymore. We are your family and we will care for you.”

“Thank you,” I said stroking my sleeping daughter.

The cream had left me sleepy, but I didn’t rest anymore during the night. I sat up watching Hannah. The men woke up at their normal time and started to move around. Hannah still slept.

“Taste the milk, please,” I begged Evan.

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Thankfully, it was clean. Evan only tasted the milk, but he wanted to continue. He would have drained the breast, but I swatted him playfully away.

“You have teeth,” I smiled.

“She will wake up and need to nurse. Go eat your morning meal in the dining hall.”

My men promised to bring me food and Left me alone with my daughter. My anxiety didn’t diminish until she opened her eyes.

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Hannah had missed at least one and probably two feedings during the night. She woke up hungry, cranky, and crying. Much Like when she was first born, she was almost too upset to feed.

I sang to her and rocked her until she started to suck. Hannah was slow and uncoordinated. She had trouble drinking and drooled a little. I imagined her memory was impaired also. Gingerly, I stroked her and tried to keep her calm.

“Wha happen, Mama?” she slurred once she was done nursing.

She tried to rise and wasn’t able to get her balance. Her wings and their deadly tips careened wildly trying to find stability. One tip sliced through several of the bed sheets beside me like they were butter. I reached for her and felt her talons almost dig into my flesh.

“Baby Girl, Let me hold you and relax. Just don’t try to move around right now,” I said soothing her and stroking her wings. “You drank from me after the men put calming cream on me. Some of it got into the breast milk and now it is affecting you. You are Like me and the cream affects you, too.”

Hannah sunk into my arms and curled up on my lap. Her wings still tittered as though trying to steady her. The sharp spears on the end tip swung precariously over my Lap as I soothed her.

“Don’t feel good, Mama,” she whined snuggling close.

I shushed her, promising it would pass. Hannah fell back to sleep tucked in my arms. By mid morning she felt much better when she woke to nurse. By Late afternoon she was herself again.