A Sex Slave To Alien Masters (Erotica)

We spent the morning inside. I shared with them the story of my cousin’s mental illness. They didn’t know what to say, but then neither did I.

“Perhaps,” Rose said, “it is the stress of worrying about the child that broke you.”

I shook my head, “I don’t know. It felt like I was excited about something and then I was so sad when I couldn’t make it happen. My world just fell apart. It might have been about the baby, I just don’t know. I felt deserted.”

My mind was mine all day, no weird intrusive feelings. I felt lonely now that they were gone, there had been something comforting about them. Part of me wanted them back, I needed those feelings for some reason.

I went to bed that night and had a dream about picking out baby cribs by myself. It was boring and annoying. There was no good crib in the store and I just wandered around aimlessly. It was a pointless dream.Property belongs to Nôvel(D)r/ama.Org.

Waking up, I realized I wanted to dream about the mountains or learning to fight. I loved the dreams I had about Master Damien and his Brothers. Perhaps if I went back to sleep they would return.

Only once all night did I have a dream I wanted to continue. I heard my name being called from a distance. Several voices were calling to me and calling to one another. I recognized my real owners voices. No matter what I did, they didn’t hear me, though.

The next morning I rode to the Keeper’s compound in my usual silence. I saw a shadow slide past us and it startled me. I looked up expecting to see a great winged creature, but nothing was there, only the clouds.

“Did you see that?” one of the men asked his Brothers.

The Warriors around me all had their hands on their swords.

“Damned women,” another one grumbled, “we need to tell the General.”

The morning at the Keepers passed uneventfully. In the afternoon, I walked along the edge of the water. I went as far down as I was allowed to go before turning to head back.

Shrill alarms sounded all over the Keepers’ compound. They cut through the air and I stopped in my tracks. The last time I’d heard such an alarm the women were in the village.

Shadows passed over me and I tried to run back toward the Keepers. The women were here. One hand splayed protectively under my belly as I ran. I had to get to safety for my baby.

A dark figure dropped in front of me and I staggered back several feet. In my haste to retreat, I tripped on my own feet and landed hard on my backside. I sprang up still intent on escaping. The creature stood staring at me and let out an ear splitting scream.

I turned in the sand and ran back the way I’d come, but my way was blocked by another female. This one had amber liquid dripping from her fangs. Venom, I remembered, Master Kein had said they make a venom. She screamed and took off into the air.

Before I could make another move, I was grabbed from behind and we lifted into the air. I screamed and struggled against the hairy chest that held me. Sharp talons dug into my hip and shoulder, so I stopped moving.

“You would not survive the fall, human slave,” the creature said thickly. “You will not survive my talons. You live now for only one purpose.”

Fighting for calm, I tried to process what she had just said. I lived for one purpose. I looked up at her fanged face and shuddered.

A long scar cut across her cheeks. It was hard to miss. I glanced at the two other winged creatures flying beside her and didn’t see similar marks.

My real owners had told me the women that owned them was called Nu-reeh. She was large, which this woman was, and had a scar on her face. I wondered if my ownership was being transferred to her.

If I was now a slave to a woman, I was confused. I wasn’t sure what being her slave would entail. Judging from her threat, I’d better learn quickly, though.

It got colder and I huddled into Nu-reeh’s warmth. She flew so high the air got hard to breath. I lost consciousness several times.

“Wake up, slave!” she would screech at me when that happened and I would groggily say something.

“The human cannot breath the air above,” one of her companions said flying closer to Nu-reeh. “It is more like the men.”

Nu-reeh grunted and kept herself at an altitude I stayed awake, but still freezing cold.

We flew into mountains that would make the Himalayas appear small. I saw deep valleys and streams tumbling down the rocky hills. It looked like places I had seen in my dreams.

She dipped into a large cave entrance and landed. It was darker and warmer inside. Since I was still shivering from the ride, I was glad for the warmth.

Torches, or at least their equivalent, lit the hallway with a white smokeless flame. In between the torches I could barely see. Nu-reeh seemed to have no difficulty navigating the route, though.

Nu-reeh carried me deeper and deeper through the caves. At some point we started to pass openings that led out of the mountain and sunlight would momentarily spill in. Outside I could see swarms of winged women flying about.

She came to a large leather flap drawn across a massive archway. She made a loud sound and it was opened by the men standing beside it. She boldly passed through never glancing at the men. I stayed huddled to her chest as she walked us briskly into a smaller area.

The hallway behind the flap reminded me of the motel. The torches were numerous here and the area was brightly lit. Doorways with leather flaps across them lined the hall. Men were all over here, but they scurried out of Nu-reeh’s way. I was an oddity and they stared at me, though.

We went down the hallway and turned into a smaller hallway. The men got sparser in number. It seemed deserted compared to the area we’d just passed through.

We came to a leather flap and Nu-reeh stopped and stared at the five men outside of it.

“Mistress,” one man said bowing his head, “they will not eat and they have tried to take our lives. We cannot get near them.”

Nu-reeh made a sound of disgust and said some of the fouler words Fuji had taught me. She put me down and ordered the men to open the flap.

“Go in and fix this,” she ordered. “Your one purpose is the life inside of you. Save the life of my men to give the child what it needs.”

She knew, I thought shocked.

I wasn’t an idiot, so I bowed my head to her and said, “Yes, Mistress,” in the same polite tone the guard had used.

As if to remind me what she was capable of, Nu-reeh drove the tip of the spear on her wing into the wall above me. I bowed my head as chunks of rock rained down around me and backed into the room.

“I will not tolerate failure in this matter. Your weakness will not harm one of my species,” she hissed harshly.

I stood trembling, facing the leather flap for a moment before turning to see where I was. The area was dimly lit by a central fire pit. The flame was like the torches though, smokeless.

“Feed them this,” the voice behind me said and I spun around.