A Sex Slavee To Alien Masters

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I was shoved into a small room with my back flush to the wall. My arms were held out to the sides and my legs were separated. My strange restraints consisted of a strong wind I couldn’t resist. It reminded me of the auction. A wall in front ofslid up and blocked my view of anything in front of me.

The girl from before was still screaming at me. Just before the partition moved past my face I had seen her. She was held just like I was on the opposite wall.

“Slaves are not permitted to fight,” one of the Keepers said as he walked out and I heard a door close.

“You had no right to repeat what they told you!” she screamed at me. know,” I told her Laying my head against the wall.

Did you think it would make you a better slave than the rest of us?

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Did you think you would get a reward?” she screamed.

“You are right,” I answered her.

“Then why did you tell on them?” she asked.

Not like it was going to make any difference, but I told her the truth.

“My owners put a calming cream on me, because I panicked about something. It madefeel crazy and I talked too much. I don’t even remember what I said to them,” I told her.

“I have Loyalty to my friends,” she told me. “Everyday they spend in the village, you will spend in here.”

We stood like that for hours. The girl occasionally cussed me, but I didn’t say anything to her. My arms were sore and my feet hurt. I regretted having said anything, but in a way I felt I had gotten what I deserved. Standing here with this angry girl in this boring room was my punishment for talking.

The partition dropped and Rose’s owner was standing in front of me. He laid a kneeling pad on the floor and released me. Once I could move enough I knelt down and he fedwithout saying anything. Afterward, I was allowed to relieve myself and then reattached to the wall.

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The day passed very slowly, but I imagined it passed slower for the girls in the village. My companion remindedof that frequently. She was right, the village probably was worse. I certainly hadn’t enjoyed it.

Rose’s owners cat gotat night. She didn’t say anything to me, but held my hand on the transport pad. The look on her face said everything for her.

In the bathhouse that night we finally had a chance to talk. Her owners left us sitting in the water and were discussing strategy with sother men.

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“Don’t complain to the Warriors,” she said. “Their solution to any problem with slaves is to whip both the trouble makers until they stop the behavior.”

I nodded and she kept talking, “Fuji and I have a plan,” she toldjust before her Warriors cback.

During dinner one of Rose’s owners turned toand asked, “How was your day slave?”

I couldn’t lie, because they would know, so I answered honestly. “I stood in a room, Keeper.”

“I asked you how the day was slave, not what you did,” he said pleasantly.

“The air was comfortable, Keeper. I had food and drink. I have had worse days and I have had better days, sir,” I replied.

I hoped he didn’t pushany farther. Complaining would getwhipped, at least according to Rose. I would be lying if I said the day was fine or good. Both answers would getin trouble and I knew that.

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