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A Sex Slavee To Alien Masters

Chapter 297
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“Ciara, we beg you to make her stop,” Kein pleaded coming through the leather flap.

Bane was sitting up in the bed looking very amused at my confusion. I picked up the screaming little girl and guided her to a nipple. She had gotten herself too worked up and continued to scream. Damien and his Brothers Looked more and more worried as the noise continued.

Softly, I sang to her as I sat at the edge of the bed. I didn’t know songs in their language, so I sang in English. Hannah relaxed at the sound and calmed down enough to take what she wanted.

“Iam jealous,” Kein said flopping onto the bed and watching Hannah suckle.

“If you touch them now, Nu-reeh will probably cut your lips off,” Bane commented.

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“Let’s not give her any ideas,” Christof Laughed sitting next to me. Christof watched Hannah over my shoulder.

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Not too close, Brother,” Damien warned from across the room.

“I’m not touching,” Christof protested, “only looking. She never said we couldn’t look at the girl.”

Hannah opened her eyes and looked at Christof. She backed off the nipple and hissed loudly at him. I felt her tiny wings fluttering on her back. His presence irritated her severely.

“Hush, Hannah,” I crooned. “Christof is my friend. He won’t hurt you. Take something to eat.”

..an,” Hannah said simply and hissed again.

“Yes, man,” I told her, “not bad, though. He is a friend.”

Sharp little eyes continued to watch Christof as she went back to the breast. The separation of the sexes was a deeply ingrained instinct here. It was so strange. I’d never seen anything Like it before.

If it wasn’t for my mother’s nose squarely in the middle of her face, I wouldn’t know Hannah was mine. Really, except for that and the milky white skin, she Looked Paterian.

“Do the Little boys talk when they are born?” I asked the general group.

Not the way Hannah talked, that was for sure.

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“The young boys speak swhen they are delivered to the Child Keepers, but not like her,” Kein said watching Hannah.

“The Child

Keepers also taught us about the world. We didn’t know anything when we were born.”

Damien groused and Hannah turned her head to look at him.

“The females are even born stronger than us. No wonder things are Like they are,” he continued sitting down.

“Did we ever have a chance?”

Hannah’s scream caught all of us off guard.

“Feed it more!” Evan demanded. Other things upset babies on Earth, like wet diapers and I had not checked Hannah.