A Sex Slave To Alien Masters (Erotica)

My family showed up to take me to dinner. They were very concerned about me and must have worried all afternoon. I put Hannah down and consoled all of them.

“The men just ignored me,” I told them honestly, “there is no reason to worry.”

Damien wasn’t convinced. They all fretted through dinner and none of them ate well. They were too busy planning how to protect me. I wasn’t sure how to explain Nu-reeh’s control to them. From their perspective, I knew it would seem far fetched.

Nu-reeh came in just after we finished the meal and looked at my family. She took in the barely touched food and the worried looks.

“You did not preform well today at the mating,” she said staring from man to man. “No one will touch your slave, do not disappoint me tomorrow.”

My men visibly relaxed after her statement and I was glad for her assistance. It would hopefully be good enough for now.

Since it seemed men could suppress her suggestions if they had an incentive, I had to avoid giving them any reason to fret over me when I took my walks.

My men left the dining hall in high spirits. Someone had offered them a chuke game and they happily took them up on it. It had been ages since they had played. We went to the arena and I sat with Hannah off to the side.

The place we were in was enormous, even for the cave systems, and it was cold. The light came from torches, but parts of the roof were also missing, so some late afternoon sun streamed in.

I sat with Hannah in a patch of sunlight next to a warm torch while Damien and his Brothers played their game.

“Women are very powerful, Hannah,” I told her softly as she watched me.

“Yes, Mama.”

“You will have great power over the men,” I told her, “but you mustn’t abuse your power. These men need you to take good care of them. For this planet to survive you must treat the men well and keep them safe.”

“Yes, Mama,” she said watching me. “I don’t like men, though.”

“Why, Baby Girl? Why don’t you like men?”

“The men kept you as a slave, Mama,” Hannah’s perfect English blended so well it surprised me, but she continued. “What the men did is wrong,” she said simply.

“Don’t treat your men badly then, little girl,” I told her. “Don’t make them want to buy a slave to love them. Love your men yourself and make them happy. These men made a mistake, but I have come to love them. I love you. You don’t have to hate them. I don’t.”

Hannah knew my anger better than anyone. She knew exactly how deeply being taken and kept like a pet had hurt me. I prayed she had seen the affection I held for Damien and his Brothers. My bitterness should not cast a dark cloud on her life.

I heard Bane cheering and looked up at the game. My family was jumping around, so I did the same thing, dancing with Hannah in my arms.

“Are you a cheerleader, Mama?” Hannah asked when I had settled down.

She remembered correctly. It had been my personal opinion every time I danced and cheered.

“Yes, but they won’t understand that word,” I told her.

We talked, as the game progressed, about everything. Hannah knew Earth and she knew here, at least some of here. She was desperately curious about the rest of it. Unfortunately, I’d already given her all I had.

“You’ll go out and explore is what Nu-reeh said,” I mused looking out over my men again. “She seemed to think you would leave me fairly soon.”

“I won’t leave you, Mama,” she said stubbornly, “I love you.”

My heart lodged in my throat and I felt the tears come. “I love you, too, Baby Girl, but it’s what you have to do. I don’t want you to leave me ever, but I won’t hold you back.”

Hannah set her jaw and looked up at me. “I won’t go,” she said simply.

I laughed at her. “Your father is stubborn, too,”NôvelDrama.Org owns all © content.

“I don’t need to leave,” she insisted, “and I’m not like my father.”

I remembered the morning episode when she first saw the sky. This child was built to soar out of the nest as soon as possible. Trapping her with me would surely kill her. She craved exploration in the wide open sky. I would never have the freedom that was her birth right.

“Relax, Hannah, no one is going anywhere right now. Just remember, when the time comes I love you and you shouldn’t be afraid to take what is yours.”

We talked for the rest of the game until Hannah fed again, dropping off to sleep shortly after.

“How was the game?” I asked my men as we walked silently back to our quarters.

“Too long since we’ve played,” Evan complained.

“We’ll win next time, Brother,” Christof consoled him.

“You boys really haven’t been playing enough if someone here beat you,” I replied surprised.

“Thank you for reminding us,” Damien said grimly.

“Play tomorrow,” I offered, “the practice would be good for you.”

The next day found me sitting with Hannah in the main room by the fire. My men had long since gone to the sorting room. It was just a quiet morning with the two of us.

As I tidied up Hannah talked to me about all manner of things. She spoke in English and Paterian, switching seamlessly between the two.

Feeling the sudden urge to pee I picked up Hannah and took her with me to the bathroom.

Hannah was curious. She knew how it felt for me when I needed to go. It wasn’t clear to her if she had the same feelings. We discussed what that felt like and Hannah wanted to use the pot next time. I encouraged her tell me. Not using diapers would make this so much easier.

My men came for lunch and they looked very pleased with themselves. Evan proudly handed me a large bag, as soon as he walked in. I started to pull out the contents and was instantly happy.

“Look, Hannah,” I exclaimed, “they bought you blocks to play with.”

There were other toys in the bag, too. It was a very thoughtful gift.

I hugged and thanked all of them.

“Say ‘thank you’, Hannah,” I ordered picking her up. “It was nice of them to think of something you might want. It is polite to show gratitude.”

Hannah looked uncertainly at Damien and pulled her lips back like she was going to hiss.

“Mama will be upset if you aren’t a nice girl,” I warned.

Hannah thanked my men and I praised her. It hurt me that she would grow up hating the man who fathered her. I had never meant to have her think that way.