A Sex Slave To Alien Masters (Erotica)

My men experienced my memories with me and grunted in amusement. The idea of a traveling lodging was funny to them. They’d never seen anything like that. The rest of it was just weird Earth culture. Sitting and talking around the fire was so much more enjoyable than what I described.

“This is much better,” Christof said coming to sit beside me.

I grinned at him and pushed at his shoulder with my own. Christof grinned and pushed back, bumping me against Bane. The physical contact was always reassuring. No matter what we were doing, we preferred to be together.

“You’re missing the stars,” Bane laughed pointing up.

He was right the sky was slowly darkening and the first glimmers were appearing in the night sky. Leaning back I watched as the first of the three moons rose.

“We won’t see the ringed moon start it’s journey into the night sky,” Evan told me. “It happens beyond that mountain over there. It will appear in the sky above that ridge after a third of the night has passed.”

From their minds and memories I had a sudden knowledge of the moons. My men timed the night sky by them. When they kept watch, they used the progress of the different moons to know how late it was. It was the setting of the ringed moon that woke Evan up every morning. They were so in tune with them, they felt them even when they couldn’t see them.

I thought about the moon on earth, it hadn’t been nearly as predictable. The sun was useful and we timed our days off of that.

“Weird,” Kein commented wrinkling his nose.

The meat was cooked and we ate heartily. They told me about the patterns they watched in the speckled blackness. Evan knew it better than anyone and his mind guided mine. I watched with fascination as the night sky unfurled before me.

Eventually, we ended up on our backs. My men set up their sleeping pallets so our heads were all together in a circle. I watched as they pointed out all the interesting things they knew about the glittering blackness.

The way the stars looked and the way they moved in the sky was predictable to my men. They told me all about it. Evan had spent hours learning the sky.

“I wonder,” he said, “where my breeder came from, the slave many generations back?” he whispered.

We all wondered and none of us knew. I wondered what had happened to her.

“Why do you think she tasted things?” he asked. “What was the purpose of my gift where she was from?”

Evan’s mind was full of questions. He couldn’t imagine a world where they were all like him.

“You sound like Ciara,” Bane teased lightly, but he didn’t mind.

The questions were valid and they all wished they knew more about their Brother.

I lay quietly watching the sky. Bane had stretched out on one side and Christof on the other. After a long while, I drifted to sleep. Vaguely, I was aware as the blankets were pulled over me and I was snuggly wrapped.

When we slept outside like this someone always kept a watch. They each took a turn during the night. Through the eyes of my men as they protected their family, I saw every subtle change in the shimmering stars and changing moons. It was like I watched the sky all night.

The memories of my men spoke to me. I saw the countless nights they had sat and watched the beautiful vista. By morning I understood the way they tracked time and what subtle changes in the moons would mean.

Evan woke me with his enthusiasm. As the ringed moon disappeared and the sun rose he was filled with the usual boundless energy.

“A swim this morning?” he asked stripping.

My breath misted in front of me and I looked warily at him. The water would be freezing and the air wasn’t much better. I’d be an ice cube.

The collective mind had me, though. We loved a morning swim. It was refreshing.

Before I realized it I was on my feet and stripping out of my warm cover. My men raced to get out of their clothes.

The air bit my nipples and the rocky ground dug into the soles of my feet. I was too happy to notice, though. This was a treat to get to do this. My family hadn’t been able to swim here since we lived in the compound.

We plunged as a group off a small rocky ledge into the water. It was so cold I screamed when I came up for air. I grabbed at the edge and tried to pull myself out.

Kein was behind me laughing a second later.

“Hold onto my shoulders,” he commanded turning away from me. “I want to show you something.”

Kein wasn’t too cold, neither was anyone else. I concentrated on how they felt and ignored my own sensations. It made swimming like this fun.

I grabbed onto Kein’s back and he took off under the water. Fish swam by us as we darted through the reeds at the bottom. I watched the underwater scenery with wonder. Kein didn’t surface until he needed air.

Each of my men took a turn showing me the lake. It was amazing and I forgot about the cold. They could swim so fast and so deep, we went to places I’d never have reached on my own.

By the time they were done, I felt a little sluggish and sleepy. Damien looked strangely at me and pressed against my back. Quite suddenly he grabbed me and sprang from the water. I watched with detached amusement as my men stoked a roaring fire.

“Wha’s the hurry?” slurred out of my mouth.

They seemed to be in a big rush as Evan pulled the water out of my hair with one of those magical cloths and Kein briskly rubbed my body. Bane lay me down on a pallet and then pulled my back tight to his chest. Damien lay in front of me and pressed solidly against my protruding belly, wrapping around it.Please check at N/ôvel(D)rama.Org.

“Ciara,” Damien said seriously, “you can’t just ignore what you are feeling. That isn’t how this is supposed to work. It is a shared consciousness, but each individual is still responsible for their own part of it.”

I looked up at him and realized I was shaking.

“W-w-why am I-I-I moving like t-t-this?” I asked them looking around.

“You are cold, Ciara, much too cold,” Evan chided taking my shivering hand in his and rubbing it.

Christof pulled a blanket out and laid it over the three of us while looking worriedly at me.

Nobody else was cold. This didn’t make any sense and then I stopped focusing on them.

It hit me like a freight train. I was so cold, so very uncomfortable. The warm bodies on either side of me were the only good thing I felt.

Moaning softly, I felt them press closer to me. Greedy for the warmth they provided, I didn’t mind the feeling of almost being smothered as I snuggled closer to them.

“I l-l-like the w-w-water,” I said softly. “I didn’t want to have to get out. We were all having fun.”

Christof sat and watched us a moment before he spoke.

“It isn’t normal for a human to have this attachment to us,” he said simply. “That’s probably why it doesn’t work right for her.”

Nobody else could have done what I just did, the internal dialogue told me. They couldn’t disappear into the bond and forget their own feelings. It just didn’t work that way.

They agreed with Christof. My family would have to be careful with me. I was having trouble with the bond.

“You’ll have to be more aware, Ciara,” Christof warned. “I don’t think you are supposed to be able to do this. You aren’t doing it correctly. You will get injured this way.”

I couldn’t disagree. They had a great deal more experience with this than I had. Grateful for their warmth, I just snuggled with them.