A Sex Slave To Alien Masters (Erotica)

The punishment continued for eleven days. I was dirty, achy, and barely rested. Sleeping deeply was prohibited and for some reason I couldn’t anyway. All night my mind stayed active and alert sifting through my family’s memories.

The men weren’t that concerned by their own circumstance, but worried about me. A human, they believed, was too weak to live this way.

Their opinion resolved me to make the best of this. I remembered seeing stories on the television about how some humans lived. They subsisted on mountains in worse conditions than I was in now. My weakness embarrassed me, so I focused on the positive.

There was some good in this situation. The family was together and not separated. We were fed and had water to drink. There was no use complaining about the lesson.

The lesson we should be learning was obvious. All of us belonged to Nu-reeh and she could do with us what she wished. She could keep us miserable or comfortable for even the smallest reason. The sooner we did her bidding without questioning, the less we would suffer.

“Strange, though,” Christof still said, “she’s never put this much work into making us feel dependent on her before.”

She’d never asked us to stop making our own decisions before either. In fact, in the past she’d encouraged independence. Something had changed, we just didn’t know what it was. Evan would ask around once we got around the other men, someone would know.

“In the meantime…” Damien trailed off.

We do what she wants. All of us try to keep her happy, Nu-reeh could be a vicious bitch when she wanted. It wouldn’t be safe for any of us if we kept angering her, even if it wasn’t intentional.

“Ciara is the main priority,” Damien stated and for safety’s sake, we all agreed outwardly.

The men heard the throbbing alternate pulse in my thoughts. I would do anything for my child, including take punishment from Nu-reeh. It wasn’t what the men had decided to think, though. I buried the instinct deep, but held onto it tightly. We could survive the difference of opinion that way.

That afternoon Nu-reeh appeared and we stood watching her cautiously. She reminded us she was in charge and we agreed with her. Dinah returned our transport and we followed them back to the main mountain.

Nu-reeh walked us though the halls to an area slightly closer to the women’s area. She told us our housing arrangement had been modified. The men had not known there were places for them in this area. We all just followed quietly.

We reached a new looking opening in the cave system. Nu-reeh told us to go inside and relax. The men would have assignments in the morrow. She stalked off angrily before we had time to do as she said. The men had never understood Nu-reeh, but this was strange behavior even for her.

We stepped into the archway and took a short hallway lighted with smokeless torches. I gasped at the site before us when the hall ended. The area we stepped into was large and very well lit. In the middle of the room was a massive pool of water. Five large smokeless pits warmed the room and comfortable looking seating was scattered around along with several tables.

“Fuji, Rose!” I called out seeing my friends kneeling at a table.

They looked up and then quickly back down.

“You may look at us,” Damien said gently as we approached them. “There is no punishment for casting your eyes on us. We Keep you when it is needed. Do not fear to look at us.”

My friends relaxed and smiled at me. I took in their outfits and was impressed by the differences. Fuji was nude and wrapped in several shiny chains as was normal. Wisps of red hair floated over her head. Rose was dressed in a form fitting red dress that went to the floor. Much like mine, hers was see through. Unlike mine the material fitted her delicate legs closely. Beneath the dress were foot covers that rose to her mid thigh. We were both being kept warm and comfortable.

Rose got up and looked me over, she frowned taking in my dirty features and wind knotted hair.

“The large woman, Mistress Nu-reeh, said you had disobeyed her Ciara. Were you hurt?” she asked touching my sleeve.

“No,” I chuckled, “just left a little uncomfortable.”

“It is very strange here,” she whispered.

I nodded and took her hand and squeezed it. The mountains were a lot to take in, especially for someone as sheltered as Rose was.

“Your men,” Damien asked looking around, “where are they?”

“They work, Keeper,” Rose said politely, “they melt the ore the women mine and package it for sale.”Content is © 2024 NôvelDrama.Org.

“Mine sort the ore,” Fuji added taking my other hand. “Have you seen the pool that they made for you, Ciara?” she directed to me.

I had and my men were fascinated by it.

“You swim in warm water every day,” Fuji informed me pulling me toward the Olympic sized body of water. “It keeps you strong and healthy. My Master’s Mistress wished that you continue to be strong and healthy, so she made this for you. It is even warm the way you like it,” she finished as we stood right at the edge.

Evan dipped his fingers into the water and it was very comfortable. It even swirled against his fingers; something was moving the water beneath the surface. Kein knew water and he knew that would keep it from smelling odd.

“What is that?” Christof asked looking up.

I could see the clouds and sky outside. A piece of the roof was missing allowing light to spill in.

“The opening allows the water vapor out, so the room is not wet,” Rose said cautiously.

Christof encouraged her to talk so she continued to explain. Strong air currents across the space above prevented the cold from coming in and sucked the water out. The women had found the room stored moisture before they added it. Basin’s Mistress had calmly explained it to them when they asked its purpose.

The women had put an extraordinarily large amount of thought into this room. That much was obvious.

“Where do we rest?” Kein asked noting the three doorways along the far wall.

Rose pointed to the left most door way. She told the men it had been decorated and stocked with things for them. The other two rooms were for Basin’s family and Stayne’s family.

“I wonder why we are kept separate from the other men?” Christof asked looking around at our private space.

Rose answered him quietly. The other men didn’t act well around slaves. They had foolishly harmed me before. No one else was permitted in this set of rooms. If the women found anyone here, they would kill them.

Damien was fine with that. He’d rather not have me around the men up here anyway. Bane walked toward their rooms and opened the leather drape that acted as the door.