A Sex Slavee To Alien Masters

“How do I know when they make a point?” I asked watching the confusing display in front of me.

It looked like there were multiple balls in play and the men were running all over the place.

“Just cheer when your men cheer,” was the answer from farther right, “I’ve been watching this game for ages and I still don’t understand it.”

ALL the women in the tent laughed at that. Suddenly, Fuji rose up and jumped around, when she was done she knelt back down. Some men on the field had also been cheering.

I saw a ball pass to Master Evan and he threw it in the air shouting.

The rest of my men also made a lot of noise. I’d played drums in the marching band, so I’d cheered in many football games. I hooted and hollered like back then.

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“Perfect,” the voice from my right said, “they Loved that! I’m Rose by the way.”

Rose?” I asked questioningly, “Didn’t they re name you?”

“Yes, they asked for the name of the most beautiful thing on my home planet and that was the first thing that came to mind. I was so scared, it’s a wonder I didn’t end up with some horrible name. What did they call you?” she asked.

“It used to be Rachel, but I guess it’s Ciara now,” I answered her relaxing.

“Oh,” Rose sighed, “whatever you do, don’t say that again. They get really angry if you talk about your home planet.”

“Yes, thank you,” I answered staring blankly ahead.

Survival may be more difficult than I thought.

The conversation was pleasant with my new counterparts. I didn‘t look over so I only knew Rose, Tamia, and Shi by the sounds of their voices.

Out of the five of us only Rose and I were from Earth.

I learned being from Earth had protected me from being sold onto a planet where slaves were worked to death. That didn’t take long for a human. Earthlings were too frail for most other planets. Our needs for oxygen and water made us difficult to keep.

Planets like Pateria would pay huge prices for us. We were everything they wanted in a sex slave. Weak, intelligent, mostly hairless, and with compatible sex organs.

The men hadn’t been lying about me never going home. The dimensional portals the slavers used had trouble operating on earth, something to do with the atmosphere. It was getting harder and harder to acquire an earthling.

Pateria had developed a similar shield against the portals. At one point, before the shield, the slavers had tried to steal slaves back.

Rose shuddered when she talked about it. The Warriors were fearless and deadly. The slavers that came had been massacred.

As we talked, I watched the game and dutifully cheered when it seemed appropriate. ALL the screaming was making me thirsty. I was relieved when I saw Master Evan come striding toward me with a jug.

He made an impressive site. His broad shoulders and narrow hips covered in flexing muscle. His skin was glistening with sweat in the falling light. Master Evan was the kind of guy I would have had wetContent protected by Nôv/el(D)rama.Org.

dreams about. Back home a man Like him never would have looked at me twice.

He fed me a long drink of the cool Liquid while grinning down at me. I nearly choked when I got a good Look at his mouth. His teeth had grown into Long deadly Looking sabers. He noticed me staring and set the jug on the ground.