A Sex Slave To Alien Masters (Erotica)

My men thought of every vile word they’d ever heard as I was pulled to stand. Damien stalked out front and I was quickly draped in my warm blue cover. My foot covers were put on my feet and we followed Damien.

Nu-reeh stood outside with a group of women I didn’t recognize. If huge fanged beasts could look worried, these did. The women with Nu-reeh seemed anxious.

“Damien, you and your family are friendly with Rue and his family,” Nu-reeh said.

It wasn’t a question; it was a statement. Nu-reeh didn’t wait for an answer and demanded we follow her.

My men couldn’t figure out why Rue and his Brothers were a topic of conversation. We’d used them when it seemed they could help us keep Ciara, but we knew little about them otherwise. They’d acted dishonorably and we’d love the chance to punish them for that. Damien’s family was certainly not “friendly” with Rue and his Brothers. Arguing with Nu-reeh was not wise, so we followed obediently, but confused.

We walked into a part of the caves I’d never been. It looked like another place the men stayed. Damien and his Brothers knew of this area. This was a place we never went. We had no close friends from this dormitory. Nu-reeh took us to the very back of it.

I was reminded of the room I’d originally found my men in. If this set of rooms was set up the same way, that’s the part we were in.

“Fix it,” Nu-reeh said pointing to the large flap covered doorway.

We did not understand. No one had any idea what was going on, but questioning Nu-reeh was a horrible idea.

“Yes, Mistress,” we replied instead.

“They could not stand the stress of finding how the world runs,” Nu-reeh fumed. “We thought you had told them. We were not gentle with them and now they are broken. You are friends. Fix them.”

We stepped quietly through the leather flap and stood in the large room. It looked like the room I’d found my owners in. There were several slight differences. Chains with collars hung unused on the walls and all the torches were lit.

I recognized the men that were my fake Masters. They lay listlessly on pallets beside one another. They reeked and weren’t moving.

Master Kein approached the men and waved a hand in front of their open eyes. The men on the pallets didn’t seem to notice him. They just lay silently, staring straight ahead.

It wasn’t safe to talk here, so the internal conversation took over. We weren’t friends with these men. They had been useful, but we were angry at how they had used our Ciara. No one wanted to fix them.

“Nu-reeh said to,” I said out loud and Master Damien placed a finger over my lips.This belongs to NôvelDrama.Org: ©.

We didn’t know how to fix their bond. Damien’s family was not a family of Healers, we were Warriors. These men were not friends with us, we didn’t know anything about them.

“I know them,” I told Master Damien and he looked harshly at me, “and I know they need to be cleaned up.”

Master Evan was irritated with my persistence. None of us knew how to fix someone else’s bond. Had it been friends we would try, but these men were not friends.

“She said to,” I argued out loud and Master Evan stared hard at me.

If I couldn’t learn to agree, they had stronger ways to teach me, but I wouldn’t let minor pain dissuade me. I was fairly certain Nu-reeh was capable of much worse. The men needed to be cleaned up. We could figure out how to fix them next.

Master Evan stalked up and got right in my face. “We do not know how to fix them,” he whispered. “We cannot do it.”

Resolve not to be punished by Nu-reeh steeled my faltering determination and I stepped closer to him. “I say we can.”

We stood toe to toe staring at one another for several moments.

“Is it a wager?” Master Bane whispered, now we had his attention completely.

“I say Ciara wins,” Christof said.

Master Kein took Master Evan’s side as did Master Damien. Master Bane stood undecided for a moment looking between Master Evan and me. Master Bane loved an underdog, it was more interesting when they won the wager. He bet on me.

“They need clean pallets and we need to wash them,” I insisted.

Fine, was the internal consent. We would do what I said, if only to prove how mistaken I was.

Master Evan went to find water and rags to clean them. Master Bane left to get fresh pallets. I stood staring at the five men in front of me. Master Evan silently gloated as I pondered how to help them. I wasn’t sure how to do this.

My men had gotten better when I forced them to gather around me. They loved me and wanted to stay with me. I wondered what these men loved and would rally around.

Master Evan returned and we started to work. We stripped them of their ruined clothes and bathed them. Master Bane returned with fresh places to lay and we started to move them.

“Where is their transport?” I asked Master Damien as we washed the men.

He looked at me questioningly for a moment. “In the compound, probably. I imagine the women went and got them and carried them back.”

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.

“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?”

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.